The prince is more stable

Chapter 33: Horse Farm Ambush
How to distinguish between “good guys” and “bad guys”?
Those who selflessly share website links are good people, and good people will have a peaceful life.

Those who download silently and delete their browsing history after enjoying the content are bad people and should be punished by everyone.

Of course, that was the criterion for judging good and bad people in the previous life.

This life is different. For Zhao Xiaoqian, the standard for judging good people and bad people is very simple.

Those who murder you and mock you are bad people.

What he is a good son in the eyes of his biological father, he is a good husband in the eyes of his first wife... None of it counts. Those who harm and mock him are all bad people.

Do we need to go to his home to conduct a market survey before judging him?

In the dense grass outside the horse farm in the suburbs of Beijing, Chen Shou led more than 30 imperial guards and squatted quietly.

Zhao Xiaoqian is leading the team personally today, so of course he has to take revenge personally.

They had been squatting in the grass for half an hour, and Zhao Xiaoqian was becoming increasingly impatient.

There are not many mosquitoes in spring, but it is the season when various insects grow wildly. Ants and reptiles crawl up my body relentlessly, and soon many red spots appear on my arms, which are itchy and painful.

Turning his head to look at the soldiers of the royal palace, he found that there were many red spots on their faces and arms. Zhao Xiaoqian thought about it, then took out a handful of copper coins and silver from his pocket and handed them to Chen Shou.

This was all he had left after robbing those playboys.

"I'll share some with the brothers later so that your work won't be in vain," said Zhao Xiaoqian.

Chen Shou subconsciously took the money, his eyes full of disbelief.

To be honest, the treatment of the warriors and soldiers of the Song Dynasty was not good. Compared with the treatment, what made the warriors even more aggrieved was that the powerful and the literati never treated them as human beings, and they were simply despised.

As the crown prince, Zhao Xiaoqian should have been superior and rude to his brothers, but he gave them reward money.

There were more than thirty people, and the money they could share was not much, but the prince treated his brothers in the imperial guards as human beings, and this attitude was more valuable than a thousand gold coins.

"Your Highness..." Chen Shou pursed his lips in emotion and said hoarsely, "I may not be able to speak, but I swear that my brothers and I will carry out Your Highness's orders without hesitation!"

"Hey, don't swear. I'm right next to you. It would be presumptuous to get me involved when you get struck by lightning."

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "You should show your appreciation for helping me. I won't treat you brothers unfairly when I have money."

Chen Shouyu's expression changed as he looked into Zhao Xiaoqian's eyes. His eyes were very calm, without any contempt or disdain in them, only calm equality and kindness.

His arm was itchy, and he didn't know how many ants had bitten him. Zhao Xiaoqian turned his head and looked at Zhao Shuangzheng who was squatting beside him.

Today's ambush was planned by Zhao Xiaoqian and carried out by Zhao Shuangzheng.

Zhao Shuangzheng came forward to invite the playboys to the horse farm, but he himself seemed to want to watch the excitement, and no matter what people said, he would not be persuaded and insisted on coming to cheer.

"Why haven't they come yet? Have you been cheated?" Zhao Xiaoqian asked.

Zhao Shuangzheng patted his chest vigorously and said, "My foolish brother still has some reputation in Bianjing. The title of Duke of Dongyang is not something that anyone can refuse. Since they have agreed, there is no reason for them to break their promise."

The people that Zhao Shuangzheng invited were basically the masterminds of the last Cuju match.

These people must be taught a lesson today, otherwise Zhao Xiaoqian’s inner demons will be difficult to get rid of, which will affect his future tribulation and ascension.

Everyone squatted in the grass and waited for a long time. Finally, a chaotic sound of horse hooves came from the end of the road.

Chen Shou cheered up: "Prince, they are here!"

Zhao Xiaoqian was also a little excited: "I'll leave it to you from now on. Just don't let anyone get killed."

"The last general takes command!"

Zhao Shuangzheng was so excited that he was trembling with excitement: "Brother Zi'an, you must punish them severely and do justice for me. No! Do justice for God!"

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at him strangely.

This guy was even more excited than himself. It was obvious that he had also been bullied by that group of playboys. However, after traveling through time, Zhao Xiaoqian was braver than him and was willing to take revenge.

The sound of horse hooves grew closer, and the imperial guards in the bushes quietly bent their backs. They held no weapons, but each held an iron rod tightly in their hands. Their eyes flashed with fierceness as they stared intently at the road ahead. A moment later, a group of horseback riders appeared at the end of the road and soon reached the edge of the bushes where Zhao Xiaoqian and his men were lying in ambush.

Chen Shou suddenly shouted: "Stop it!"

More than ten imperial guards stood up from the bushes and threw stones at the leading dandy.

The leading horse was hit by a stone and immediately screamed in pain. Its front hooves left the ground and it stood up. The dandy on the horse was instantly thrown to the ground.

The dozen or so riders behind didn't know what was going on and reined in their horses.

"Kill!" Chen Shou flew down and rushed out first.

More than thirty imperial guards also rushed out of the bushes, holding iron sticks and heading straight for the playboys.

Zhao Xiaoqian and Zhao Shuangzheng followed slowly behind, and felt more and more inexplicably excited when they saw their brothers in the imperial guards charging.

Zhao Xiaoqian observed more carefully. The more than 30 imperial guards were obviously well-trained. They seemed to be rushing towards Danku in a disorderly manner, but in fact they had the momentum of a battle formation.

When they were about to rush in front of the dandies, more than 30 imperial guards quickly divided into three teams, cutting off the heads, pinching the middle, and breaking off the tails of the dandies, and quickly divided them into three parts, and then besieged them separately.

If the playboys were mortal enemies, and the imperial guards were holding swords and spears, the outcome would have been decided at this moment, and they would have been destroyed as soon as they met the enemy.

Of course, it’s not that the imperial guards are so powerful, but that the fighting power of these playboys is too poor.

The battle was overwhelming and unstoppable.

Zhao Xiaoqian only heard the painful neighing of the horses and the screams of the playboys. Most of the playboys riding on the horses were pulled down, and then more than a dozen iron rods were smashed down on their heads.

The playboys fell to the ground, holding their heads and crying for mercy. They still didn't know what had happened.

I was riding a horse and singing when I was beaten for no reason!
Zhao Xiaoqian was very satisfied with the performance of the royal guards, and an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

He needs a group of capable and loyal subordinates who work for him.

Chen Shouhe's imperial guards may not be completely at his disposal, and winning over the imperial guards' hearts is bound to be taboo, but he can slowly pay attention to the people in the market in the future.

The battle was one-sided. Zhao Shuangzheng, who was standing next to him, shouted excitedly, looking relieved. The smile on his face was even a little perverted.

At this time, more than a dozen playboys had basically been dealt with. Zhao Xiaoqian just smiled, but suddenly his eyes froze.

I don’t know if Chen Shou and the imperial guards overlooked it, but most of the dandies in the field fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, except for one person who was still riding a horse at the back of the dandy cavalry.

The man was unharmed and stared blankly at everything that was happening in front of him.

Zhao Xiaoqian's expression became solemn.

As we all know, the ones left at the end must be the big boss, the tough guys, and the tricky ones.

This kind of person is often a master who decides the outcome of a battle, commonly known as the "chosen one."

In Zhao Xiaoqian's world, how can the existence of the Chosen One be allowed?

I am the one!

Pointing at the only remaining dandy on horseback, Zhao Xiaoqian glared and shouted, "That's their boss! Beat him up!"

The imperial guards were stunned, and looked in the direction of the finger, and immediately discovered with shame that there was still one remnant who was unharmed.

Then more than thirty people rushed towards the man like a tornado, full of murderous intent.

The man on the horse was horrified and burst into tears: "It's not me!"

"I was just ignored by you and didn't get beaten up in time!"

Before he could finish his words, he was pulled off his horse by Chen Shou, and then... the imperial guards kicked him violently.

(End of this chapter)