Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Ma Cheng staggered, nearly falling off the table.

Fortunately, Fang Zheng Yi grabbed his hair in time, pointing at the crowd and fiercely saying, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look!"

"What the hell are you afraid of! They are all your underlings! How much older are you than me? At your age, you can't even hold down the fort as the boss?"

"And you bunch of good-for-nothings! All of you, prick up your ears and listen carefully! No one is allowed to wear a mournful face. Even if the sky falls, I will be the one standing in front of you!"

"No one is allowed to be afraid! Being afraid is already half the battle lost. At least, before we leave this inn, you don't need to fear anyone or anything."

As Fang Zheng Yi spoke, he shook Ma Cheng's head vigorously, asking, "You tell them, who is the boss in this place now?!"

Ma Cheng endured the pain, mournfully saying, "It's Lord Fang..."

"Say my name, I want you to say my name."

"Fang... Fang Zheng Yi..." Ma Cheng's voice already carried a sob. Fang Zheng Yi's crazy demeanor had already overshadowed the fear in his heart.

"Hahahaha! Good, well said!" Fang Zheng Yi laughed wildly, like a mafia kingpin, only missing a cigar and sunglasses.

Then, with a casual push, he threw Ma Cheng back into the crowd.

The people below scrambled to catch him.

Fang Zheng Yi pointed at the crowd and shouted, "You tell me, who has the final say in this place?!"

The crowd hesitated, no one daring to speak up. Chu Qing Han, who had been hiding in the corner, mustered all her strength and shouted.

"Fang Zheng Yi!"

With her lead, the second person also began to shout Fang Zheng Yi's name.

Then came the third, the fourth...

Fang Zheng Yi slowly paced on the table, a smile on his lips, "Keep shouting! Not enough energy, continue, keep shouting!"

"Fang Zheng Yi! Fang Zheng Yi!!"

The voices gradually merged into one, shaking the door so much that it trembled.

The guards downstairs obviously heard the loud noise coming from upstairs and sent a few people to investigate.

Just as they reached the staircase, they encountered two burly men holding steel sabers.

A soldier stepped forward and asked a series of questions, but both men remained expressionless and silent, simply guarding the stairs.

Until a translator appeared, walking up to the two men and asking, "What's going on upstairs? Why is it so loud?"

"Ancestral worship!" Zhou Tie said coldly, his body radiating murderous intent, staring straight at the translator.

"Ah... ha... So it's ancestral worship. The Imperial Advisor instructed that Lord Fang can ask for anything he needs. If you need any items for ancestral worship, please let us know."

The translator was sweating profusely under the gaze of the two men, and could only laugh awkwardly before turning to leave.

Anyway, the Imperial Advisor said that as long as they didn't leave the inn, he couldn't control their collective madness...

The people inside the room were still shouting. The fear on their faces had disappeared, replaced by a hint of fanaticism.

In the crowd, Chu Youyi's little face was flushed with excitement, and she was screaming along.

It wasn't until Chu Qing Han pinched her twice that she stopped. Chu Youyi said in pain, "Sister, why did you pinch me?"

"Pay attention to your appearance and stop shouting," Chu Qing Han said helplessly.

"But Big Brother Fang is so domineering! Hey? But why do we have to shout?" Chu Youyi's eyes sparkled, but she quickly came to her senses.

"He's trying to stabilize morale. To be timid before a battle is a major taboo. Counting the chips and measuring the sand is the only way to stabilize the army's morale," Chu Qing Han's eyes never left Fang Zheng Yi.

Seeing him still confidently nodding on the table with a smile, she admired him greatly.

Although he was a bit crazy... he was really confident and had a lot of masculine charm...

Seeing that the time was almost right, Fang Zheng Yi raised an arm, opened his palm, and then clenched it tightly. The shouting stopped immediately.

"Everyone, since ancient times, scholars die for their principles, and warriors die in battle. You and I are all civil officials, and we are all fearless of death! Although we are now trapped, I already have a solution. From today onwards, I am your boss. If I tell you to go east, you must go east. I will lead you to survive, lead you home, and lead you back to glorify your ancestors!"

"If I can't do it, they will have to step over my, Fang Zheng Yi's, corpse to kill you! Since ancient times, who can avoid death? Let me keep a loyal heart to shine in history, I laugh and wield my sword against the sky, leaving my courage and loyalty to Kunlun. I have already dedicated my life to His Majesty, to the court, and you now represent His Majesty, the court."

Fang Zheng Yi paused, habitually waiting for applause.

As a result, after a few breaths, there was no reaction. Although everyone was excited, they obviously didn't have this habit.

Only Chu Qing Han murmured, "Since ancient times, who can avoid death? Let me keep a loyal heart to shine in history, I laugh and wield my sword against the sky, leaving my courage and loyalty to Kunlun?"

Although it sounded a bit awkward, there was no time for her to think about it. At this moment, she only felt that Fang Zheng Yi's feelings were bursting, and his masculine aura was exploding, so she couldn't help but applaud.

Then the applause came in waves...

Fang Zheng Yi waved his hand, and after the applause stopped, he said in a deep voice, "The Jin Kingdom is at war with my Great Jing, the Jin Kingdom will surely be defeated!"

"But what if we lose?" Ma Cheng asked aggrievedly, covering his face.

Everyone was shouting, but he was the only one who didn't get into the mood. He was slapped inexplicably, and his burning face was affecting his state.

Fang Zheng Yi didn't look at Ma Cheng, but directly faced the crowd with a fierce look, and said with incomparable seriousness, "All of you, remember this! There is no word 'lose' in the dictionary of my Great Jing!"

"There is only small win! Medium win! Big win! Do you all remember?"

"Remembered!" Everyone responded.

Fang Zheng Yi continued, "The Jin Kingdom relies on its powerful cavalry, but they don't know that my Great Jing has gunpowder that specifically counters cavalry. Everyone here should know that the court has manufactured unparalleled firearms. I only have one request for everyone today, and that is for everyone to keep their mouths shut. As long as you don't actively say anything, they will never ask you."

"But if anyone lets slip..." Fang Zheng Yi's eyes became fierce again, causing a tightness in everyone's hearts below, "I will be the first to kill the leaker, and then defect to the Jin Kingdom."

"I will live on, and one day I will return to Great Jing. At that time, not only will you die, but I will also make the leaker's ancestors be spurned by the people, and make your descendants slaves for generations, never able to hold their heads up."

"I, Fang Zheng Yi, mean what I say!"

Seeing Fang Zheng Yi make such a vow with such a serious attitude, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Fang Zheng Yi changed his tone and said, "Of course, everyone can rest assured that if no one leaks the secret, then it shouldn't be a problem for me to lead everyone out of the Jin Kingdom smoothly, it's just a matter of time."

"As for the specific plan, you don't need to ask too much. The more people know, the greater the risk of leaks."

"Now I need you to return to your rooms, have a good sleep, have a good meal to recuperate, and if anyone asks you anything, you can say anything except about the gunpowder. Remember?"

"Remem! Bered!"

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