I play the role of Jiajing in Zongwu: What crime have I committed?

"What makes Your Majesty think I would go to great lengths to help you?"

"The Daoists and our Great Liang are now bound together by a shared destiny; let's not speak such petty words again."

Zhu Houcong wore a sincere smile and spoke with utmost earnestness.

This fully expresses trust in Xiaomeng.

However, deep down, he didn't take it to heart.

Ha, do you really think I would completely trust you?

Anyway, none of you would have guessed that I can control these puppets at any time!

Even though I am far away in Daxi, the slightest movement in this capital city cannot escape my grasp.

Xiaomeng paused upon hearing this, but ultimately remained silent.

He bowed respectfully and then left the Wanshou Palace directly.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

That day, Zhu Houcong took Zhu Shou and boarded a ship at Jinling Wharf, heading upstream along the Yangtze River.

First, they traveled up the river by official boat, then changed to horse-drawn carriages to travel along the Shu Road.

We followed the caravan slowly along the winding mountain road.

After entering the territory of Yizhou, sheer cliffs and bottomless abysses are commonplace sights.

Seeing this, Zhu Houcong gained a deeper understanding of how easily Daxi could be defended and difficult to attack.

He would occasionally gaze at the winding Shu Road that stretched into the clouds in the distance, a deep thought appearing between his brows.

Before setting off, he had already conceived a bold strategy.

That was to send a secret envoy westward to Xianyang to discuss with the ambitious and talented Qin Emperor Ying Zheng the strategy of jointly attacking the Xi.

According to his plan, the Qin army could sail down the Yangtze River from Hanzhong and directly attack the northern border of Daxi.

Meanwhile, the Liang dynasty continued its offensive from Jingzhou towards Yizhou.

Replacing the Qin army with the fire-breathing army, the Qin army was able to defeat the enemy.

The Daxi Kingdom held its position for many years due to its strategic location, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If we can get the help of the powerful Qin, we will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But whenever he thought about this plan carefully, he always felt that there were too many variables and the risks were unpredictable.

Inviting a wolf into the house is never a good strategy.

Anyone who has read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms knows that Yuan Shao invited Dong Zhuo from Liangzhou to the capital in order to eliminate the eunuchs, thinking he could control the situation. However, he was unexpectedly controlled by Dong Zhuo and his forces caused chaos in the court.

This story forced him to reconsider.

If the Qin cavalry were to actually conquer Daxi, given Ying Zheng's ambition and talent, he probably wouldn't be willing to share it with him.

Rather than inviting trouble, we risk introducing uncontrollable external forces.

It would be better to rely on our own strength, proceed step by step, and gradually achieve our goals.

This decision may prolong the war, but at least the situation will remain under our control.

After a long and arduous journey, more than half a month later, the city walls gradually came into view in the distance.

Zhu Houcong gazed at the two mottled seal characters "Yizhou" on the city gate and let out a long sigh of relief.

After enduring wind and rain for so long, we have finally arrived at our destination.

Although Yizhou is located in the southwest, it is a prosperous place.

The crowds were bustling, and merchants and travelers came and went in an endless stream.

Many porters carried Shu brocade and well salt, shuttling back and forth among them.

He had only stood in front of the Yizhou city gate for a short while when he was cursed dozens of times by passersby as a "bastard".

Terrified, he dared not delay any longer and hurried into the city.

Upon arriving at the largest teahouse in Yizhou City, Zhu Houcong sat down amidst the envious, jealous, and resentful gazes of the crowd.

Those people were gritting their teeth as if they were saying something.

You son of a bitch!

That son of a bitch is so handsome!

It's absolutely blinding to my 24k titanium alloy eyes!

Zhu Houcong remained calm, showing no sign of smugness.

Coincidentally.

The storyteller on the teahouse stage is recounting the story of Li Xiangyi, the leader of the Sigu Sect.

Although Zhu Houcong had watched the TV series, he listened with great interest.

Li Xiangyi's experiences are somewhat similar to those of Mei Changsu.

They were all prodigies who achieved fame at a young age.

Ten years ago, on the eve of his decisive battle with Di Feisheng, Li Xiangyi was poisoned with Bi Cha by his trusted subordinate Yun Biqiu.

The poison from the green tea not only greatly reduced his power during the final battle, resulting in a mutual defeat with Di Feisheng, but also changed his appearance.

Even his closest confidante, Qiao Wanmian, didn't recognize him.

Moreover, just like Mei Changsu, he was constantly spitting blood, yet he just couldn't die.

After escaping death, he changed his name to Li Lianhua and traveled the world as a wandering healer.

On the surface, they are practicing medicine and helping the world, but in reality, they are secretly investigating the Golden Kite Alliance.

To investigate the truth behind the death of his senior brother, Shan Gudao.

The name "Miracle Doctor Li Lianhua" rose to fame in Yizhou.

Last March.

Shi Wenjue, the third young master of the Shi family of Yizhou Ironclad Gate, one of the most powerful sects in the martial arts world, committed suicide. When his family found him, he was already lifeless.

Li Lianhua happened to be passing by, and with a few needles, she miraculously brought the dead back to life.

This incident caused a sensation throughout Yizhou.

What they didn't know was that Shi Wenjue was determined to pass the imperial examinations, but his family forced him to inherit the family business, which led him to stage a suicide.

Unexpectedly, Li Lianhua saw through him at a glance, but did not expose him.

Zhu Houcong recalled the plot he had watched back then, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up.

The next second he put down his teacup, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Shi Wenjue, the young master of the Ironclad Gate, was able to create divine weapons at the age of seven.

Such a genius is fit to be used by me.

wrong!

The entire Ironclad Gate of Yizhou should be at my disposal.

Chapter 212 Why do I dislike living so much?

Regarding the Ironclad Gate incident, Zhu Houcong planned to have Zhu Shou go there under his control.

With Zhu Shou's strength, let alone the Ironclad Sect, how many of the self-proclaimed top sects in the martial arts world could withstand even a single move from him?

A first-rate sect?

Ah!

Faced with absolute power, even the so-called first-rate sects are nothing more than slightly tougher ants.

If the Ironclad Gate knows what's good for them and obediently submits, then everyone will be happy.

But if they are courting death and dare to disobey...

Zhu Houcong wanted to see if the bones of these Ironclad Gatemen were truly made of iron.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houcong's mind stirred.

Zhu Shou, who was standing beside him, immediately opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

However, before Zhu Shou could take a step, a commotion suddenly broke out in the private room on the second floor.

A young man in fine clothes, surrounded by four guards, staggered downstairs, drunk.

He walked towards Zhu Houcong.

His face was flushed, his eyes were glazed, and a nauseating lewd smile lingered on his lips.

His gaze was fixed intently on Zhu Houcong.

It was as if a hungry wolf had spotted fresh meat.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

The young master swirled his wine glass, spilling most of the wine, but he was completely unaware.

He simply licked his lips and said lecherously.

"What a handsome young man! I have never seen such a good-looking young man in all my years."

He reached out to touch Zhu Houcong's face, his tone becoming increasingly frivolous.

"Come on, have a drink with your brother, and let's go upstairs and have a good chat."

Upon seeing this, Zhu Houcong frowned, and a wave of nausea surged in his stomach.

No!

I've already encountered Yizhou's unique features upon arriving in Yizhou?

He cursed inwardly, glancing around out of the corner of his eye.

The other customers in the teahouse all lowered their heads and pretended not to see anything.

The waiters in the teahouse seemed unfazed by the situation.

They watched the show with great interest from the sidelines.

Then Zhu Houcong couldn't help but touch his face.

He even wondered if he had accidentally split the face while pinching it.

This isn't a round face and a thick beard!

Isn't it said that people from Yizhou only like this kind of food? Why is this bastard not playing by the rules?

Is this the unique sense of relaxation that people from Yizhou possess?

The next second, the young master's lewd hand was about to touch Zhu Houcong's cheek.

And those narrowed eyes gleamed with a nauseatingly lewd light.

Zhu Houcong felt a tightness in his anus and instinctively turned to the side to avoid it.

He quickly had Zhu Shou stand in front of him.

He really didn't want to run into that bastard.

Otherwise, you'll get goosebumps all over.

The young master's face darkened suddenly when he saw his good time being interrupted.

But when he saw Zhu Houcong's cold and stern expression, he became even more excited.

A lewd smile spread across his lips.

"Oh ho, you've got quite a temper, haven't you?"

He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a morbid fanaticism.

"I like your style, so fiery!"