Chapter 194 Chapter 194 is the only genuine version...
Xie Yingchen chuckled.
He didn't have to say anything; her thoughts always agreed with his.
Xie Yingchen's eyes seemed to have a soft halo as they stayed on Gu Zhizhuo.
Duoling's pupils suddenly shrank and he squinted at Gu Zhizhuo, not noticing that Xie Yingchen was holding a pitch-black musket in his hand. Until Gu Zhizhuo spoke, he put the musket on the table.
The Liang Kingdom has planted many secret agents in the capital. Duo Leng already knew that Xie Yingchen's fiancée was Gu Taotao's daughter.
Her appearance was very similar to Gu Yican, and Duoleng recognized her when Fang entered the capital.
He also heard that this Miss Gu was quite famous in the capital.
"Miss Gu."
He called out, meaning that he knew her identity.
"You want to have a drink with me too?"
His eyebrows were raised and his braids fell on his chest, making him look extremely wanton and frivolous.
During certain periods in Xiliang, if a woman invites a man to drink with her, after one drink they will go into the tent together to spend the night together.
Xie Yingchen's eyes darkened and he stroked the barrel of the musket with his fingertips.
Gu Zhizhuo snorted and said in the same cold tone, "I mean, I'm going to blow your head off."
She had a smile on her face, but every word she spoke was full of thorns.
"As for the wine, drink it slowly on your way to the underworld."
Gu Zhizhuo stepped over the table. She was wearing a long red dress and pearl hairpins. She was clearly dressed like a rich and beautiful lady, but her every move and gesture exuded a heroic air.
Not many people at the table understood the cold language, and most of them were confused by it.
However, the King of Jin had been to the western border and had negotiated peace or war with the people of Liang, so he could understand a few words.
Who would have thought that these two people seemed to be chatting and laughing, but in fact they were harboring murderous intentions.
Duo Leng smiled and looked at her with contempt: "You?"
With these arms, these slender shoulders, and this thin waist, even an ordinary horse-breeding woman in Liang Country is stronger than her. I can lift her up with one hand.
Duo Leng laughed out loud. He took a large bowl and poured all the wine in the pot into it.
Liangren loves wine, and his pot is full of strong liquor, and a bowl weighs one kilogram.
He put the bowl down heavily, and the wine that splashed out filled the entire hall with the rich aroma of wine.
"Gu Taotao's daughter, the loser drinks this bowl."
"You drink, and I'll play with you."
"I won't take advantage of you. I lose, so I drink too. Hahahahaha."
He put his hands behind his back and glanced sideways, his eyes full of arrogance.
"It's a deal."
After Gu Zhizhuo finished speaking, he clasped his fists in the direction of the emperor and said, "Your Majesty."
She was not performing a woman's blessing ceremony, but a military salute as a soldier.
She said, "Prince Duoling said that even if it meant blowing his head off, he still wanted to see the might of the Great Qi Kingdom."
Duoling:?
Something didn't seem quite right about that. Was it because he hadn't learned the Daqi Mandarin well enough?
"He asked the Emperor to grant his permission and let me blow his head off."
The emperor couldn't see clearly, so Li Deshun leaned over and whispered to him.
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Although Gu Zhizhuo came from a military family, she was a woman after all, and could not compare to Duoleng's tall and strong figure. Not to mention anything else, her arms alone were more than a circle thicker than hers, and her shoulders were broad and thick. The two of them were incomparable in terms of strength.
Is Miss Gu planning to challenge the eldest prince Duoleng to a duel?!
Xie Jing:!
Xie Danling shuddered, sobering up from the alcohol, and quickly tugged at Gu Yican's sleeves: "Cousin Can, you go!"
Gu Yican and Xie Yingchen looked at each other from a distance, and he said, "Cousin, just watch."
Having said that, he picked up the wine cup and weighed it in his hand, his sharp eyes revealing a sharp edge.
Xie Danling was worried. She picked up Shen Mao and pointed at Duoleng and whispered, "Cat, if I throw you out later, you go and scratch him. Understand?"
"Meow!"
Cat Shen showed his claws.
The emperor snorted coldly, his tone neither happy nor angry: "Miss Gu, have you made up your mind?"
"yes."
Emperor: "Prince Duoleng, what do you think?"
"Your Majesty the Great Qi Emperor," Duoleng said frivolously, "In our Liang Nation, a warrior cannot refuse any beautiful girl."
"I agree."
Gu Zhizhuo faced Duoleng. She was considered tall among women, but was still half a head shorter than him.
Both of them were smiling, as if they were just having a friendly conversation, but the tense atmosphere was still unconsciously revealed.
"Old Song, can you understand Liangyu? What are they saying?" Duke Weiguo nudged Prime Minister Song with his elbow and asked quietly.
Prime Minister Song was well-read and could understand two or three sentences. He then guessed and repeated them to him.
The Duke of Wei slammed the table in anger, "How dare this barbarian! But, won't Miss Gu suffer?"
"The Crown Prince won't let Miss Gu suffer any loss." Prime Minister Song looked ahead, leaning his shoulder towards the Duke of Wei, and said calmly, "The Crown Prince didn't move."
"Miss Gu was a bit rash," said the Duke of Wei, feeling anxious and somewhat outspoken. "With national prestige at stake, we can only win, not lose."
Duke Wei was thinking about how to ease the situation when Gu Zhizhuo said in official language, "Where are the eldest prince's weapons? Go and get them." The last three words were addressed to the eunuch.
Soon, the eunuch brought a thick and wide knife.
Duoleng raised his broadsword and spat out two words: "Seeking death."
"Oh my." Duke Weiguo slapped his thigh. "This eunuch is too honest. He actually went to get it when I asked him to..."
Prime Minister Song stared intently: "Miss Gu took the initiative to raise the weapon, so she can use the weapon."
Duoleng came to the center of the hall. When facing an enemy, he would never be disrespectful, even if the other party was a woman.
The arm holding the knife was tense, muscles bulging.
Gu Zhizhuo walked up to Xie Yingchen and spread his hands towards him. Xie Yingchen placed the black musket in her hand.
The fire gun was only slightly larger than the palm of her hand and had a strange shape. She had her back to Duoleng, and her back blocked his view. Duoleng had no idea what she was doing, and didn't care.
Gu Zhizhuo walked to the center of the hall.
Xie Danling held the cat and leaned forward nervously, afraid that if her little cousin suffered any harm, she would let the cat scratch someone.
The two stood face to face.
Boom.
The eunuch struck a flower drum.
Duoleng raised his hand, held the broadsword towards her, and slashed at her as he rushed forward.
Gu Zhizhuo raised his arm, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Gu Zhizhuo aimed the shot at Duoleng's head.
There were no firearms in Liang State, and Duoleng had only heard of them. When he first saw the musket, seeing that it was so small that it could be held in one hand, he thought it was just a girl's toy.
Until the moment Gu Zhizhuo pulled the trigger, an inexplicable crisis came madly.
You will die!
Duoleng didn't care about his embarrassment. He raised the knife to block his face and bent his strong body backwards with incredible flexibility.
The series of movements were like flowing water. He rolled on the ground. After releasing the force, he touched his slightly painful cheek in fear, and his fingertips were immediately stained with blood.
Too fast. If he had been even a fraction slower, more than just his face would have been injured.
The bullet pierced the broadsword he had used for years, and also pierced the pillar behind him, leaving a small round bullet hole. He looked up and saw Gu Zhizhuo standing there, white smoke coming out of the muzzle of his gun.
Is this Daqi’s musket?
The gun barrel was scorching hot, Gu Zhizhuo raised her arm and pointed at him, this time, she was looking down at him.
She said coldly, "Even though I'm weak, I can still blow your head off!"
Duoling:!
This is not a joke. The bullet was indeed aimed at her head. She had the intention to kill.
The hall was silent.
The emperor couldn't see, and the gunshot made his heart beat wildly. Li Deshun quickly whispered what had happened in his ear.
Everyone was shocked by the power of the musket.
Prince Kasyapa's hand holding the cup trembled a little, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
The Minister of War was dumbfounded. The size of this musket was such that even a girl could hold it in one hand. Its firing rate and power were even more astonishing, far surpassing the matchlock muskets of the Musket Battalion.
Does the Crown Prince already have such powerful firearms? If the musket battalion were equipped with them, would these barbarians still dare to show off their power in front of Daqi?
Thinking of this, the Minister of War felt excited, thinking that he could work for another ten years and witness the prosperous era with the four barbarians coming to pay tribute.
"The eldest prince."
"I heard that in Liang Country, if one side doesn't admit defeat, the fight will continue until death."
This was said in Mandarin, and while speaking, Gu Zhizhuo raised his gun again.
Duoleng thought she was pretending. As far as he knew, after using a musket once, it took a lot of time to reload the gunpowder and bullets, which was far less quick than a bow and arrow.
Bang!
The sound of gunfire disrupted his thoughts.
Duo Leng was startled.
He dodged backwards faster than his brain could move, and fell to the ground in a mess. The bullet grazed his shoulder.
He could actually fire two shots in quick succession! Duke Wei was so excited that he almost jumped up. He saw clearly that Miss Gu had not placed any bullets or gunpowder, let alone lit the fuse. It was only a few breaths after the first shot.
Power, rate of fire, portability, it's all here. This is simply a killer weapon.
The Crown Prince had such a good thing, but he didn't even reveal it. He wanted to snatch it away immediately and take a good look at it.
Duoleng's chest heaved violently. Besides being shocked, his eyes revealed more greed.
Bang!
The third shot.
This time, he didn't dodge in time and only managed to avoid the head, and the bullet pierced his shoulder.
Unlike being shot by an arrow, the pain exploded from the flesh, the tearing of bones and flesh and the scorching heat came at the same time. Even though he was a Xiliang warrior who had fought his way to fame through military merit, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"I give up!" Duoleng shouted quickly.
Gu Zhizhuo put down the musket with regret.
This improved flintlock rifle can fire five shots in a row, but there must be a ten-breath interval between each shot, otherwise the barrel will overheat and explode.
If I can hit him in succession, I will definitely make his head explode.
Brother, you are absolutely right. This person has great luck.
All three shots I fired were aimed at his head, but none of them hit him. What a pity.
Duo Leng stared at her.
"What's the use of being strong? A girl can beat you to your knees and beg for mercy. You are nothing but trash, and trash should stay where trash belongs."
Gu Zhizhuo responded to all his words with cold words.
She was still smiling when she spoke, as if it was just a casual greeting.
"Don't you think so, Prince?"
Duoleng covered his injured shoulder and laughed, as vicious as a wolf.
Gu Zhizhuo: "If the eldest prince continues to speak without restraint in the future, be careful that you will die without knowing how."
After she finished speaking, she clapped her hands twice, and immediately a eunuch brought over the bowl of liquor.
"Since I've lost, of course I'll admit defeat."
Duoleng took the bowl and drank it in one breath. His hands were still shaking and he couldn't hold it steadily. The spilled wine accidentally spilled on the wound, causing another piercing pain.
He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth.
"Miss Gu...very good. This prince will remember this."
"Good alcohol tolerance."
Gu Zhizhuo lightly clapped his hands and returned the musket to Xie Yingchen. The two looked at each other.
She clasped her fists in the direction of the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I will live up to your trust.
The emperor was shocked and confused. The three gunshots made his chest ache.
Xie Yingchen has such a powerful weapon. Once he uses it to recruit soldiers, can his own imperial guards resist?
I'm already under his house arrest. His next step would be to get rid of me and usurp the throne, right?
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. He couldn't delay any longer! The emperor was extremely panicked and frightened. His legs were shaking unconsciously. Ever since he couldn't see, the slightest movement would make him panic.
What's more, he is the person he fears the most.
After greeting, Gu Zhizhuo stood up and ordered, "Call the imperial physician. Please have a good look at the eldest prince. Don't neglect this 'distinguished guest'."
Duoling's eyebrows twitched.
From what we can see just now, it was Miss Gu who was in control and leading the charge. Now, the Crown Prince Xie Yingchen has the final say in Daqi?
Gu Zhizhuo turned around and returned to his seat.
"Am I awesome?"
She raised an eyebrow at Gu Yican.
Gu Yican clapped enthusiastically: "Sister is awesome. Sister is the best in the world! She hit him in the head and made it explode."
"I'm almost scared to death." Xie Danling pouted, "The cat is too."
The three gunshots scared the cat so much that it hid its little head in Xie Danling's armpit.
Gu Zhizhuo poked it with his finger.
"Me?"
The cat poked its head out, looked left and right, and meowed to complain about its grievances.
Duoleng asked the eunuch to take it away. The bullet was embedded in the flesh and needed the help of the imperial physician to cut it open with a knife to remove it.
The music started up again, but no one in the hall had any interest in appreciating the dance. The civil and military officials were in varying states of mind, as if still absorbed in the sound of three consecutive gunshots.
Duke Weiguo excitedly walked up to Xie Yingchen and asked him to see the musket. He took it in his hand and touched it, wishing he could try it with his own hands.
King Jin picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, then shook his head with a wry smile.
For these three shots, venting one's anger is secondary.
The purpose of the crown prince is to intimidate.
To intimidate Xiliang, to intimidate the court officials, to intimidate the emperor... He was forcing the emperor to take action as soon as possible.
It would be fine if Xie Yingchen was meticulous, but there was also Gu Zhizhuo who was in tune with his thoughts. It was obviously just a sudden incident and the two of them had no communication at all.
Gu Zhizhuo, however, took the shock to the extreme.
"Destiny..."
The King of Jin drank another cup and muttered to himself.
He was so arrogant as to think that he could control destiny.
He asked Changfeng what would happen if destiny was changed again.
At that time, Changfeng used the blood of the Blackwater Fort to draw the talisman. He was horrified by the sight, and his nose was filled with the strong smell of blood. As a military commander, he was not afraid of blood, but that time, he almost vomited.
He wanted to divert attention, so he asked that question.
"If that day really comes..." Changfeng said at the time, "If any of the Crown Prince's descendants are lucky enough to survive, he will surely be the Master of Destiny, his luck unstoppable and unstoppable."
"Lucky luck covers the sky."
The tampered destiny returned to the right track and returned to the hands of the only bloodline of the deposed prince.
It turns out that I have no way out.
"Your Majesty," Prince Jin stood up and couldn't help but say, "I see you look a little tired. Would you like to go back and rest for a while?"
He wanted to say that if the emperor stayed still and Xie Yingchen's campaign went on without a trace, the emperor would be able to live the rest of his life in peace.
Xie Yingchen knew his intention, smiled lightly and ignored him.
The emperor was already feeling annoyed and asked impatiently, "Prince Jin also wants to choose a new master?"
At this moment, King Jin's heart was completely dead.
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