Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Chen Shao stood still, his mind racing.

It's quite obvious that this is an official impersonating a bandit.

Even if they are bandits, they must be colluding with officials.

He didn't know the name of the local prefect, but he was certain he couldn't escape involvement.

If you go there rashly...

They will definitely turn on themselves.

What should I do?

Now that he has the entry for "Why not eat meat porridge?", he doesn't need to worry about famine.

To have full knowledge of this matter, we need to have some people.

Where can we find manpower?

Chen Shao's first thought was the Dragon Subduing Gang.

This made him smile bitterly to himself.

Good heavens, something's happened. Even the emperor himself is thinking of cooperating with bandits instead of going to the government.

Let alone the common people!

What the hell has this world become?

"There's no time to lose. Let's split up. I'll go to the Dragon Subduing Gang to borrow troops, while you stay in Huaiyuan Prefecture and investigate. They've done something so significant; there must be some clues."

"No way!" Shen Qingci immediately refused.

"I'm not discussing this with you, I'm just informing you that your mission this time is arduous, and you also need to subtly find out what role the prefectural government is playing in this."

"At the same time, the people will inevitably riot. With your words, you can hold them off for a while until I return."

Chen Shao doesn't even dare to put meat porridge in it now.

In the chaos, he might be secretly killed.

Shen Qingci tried to stop him, but Chen Shao was already too preoccupied to care.

They jumped onto the donkey and sped off with a whoosh.

"If things are hopeless, save your life first, and wait for me!"

......

Meanwhile, ten miles west of Huaiyuan Prefecture.

Three thousand soldiers were stationed in a secluded mountain valley.

The campsites stretched out in a continuous line, with campfires blazing brightly.

Rough laughter and curses could be heard from time to time.

These were the bandits who had just robbed Huaiyuan Prefecture.

They are currently sitting around the campfire, enjoying a hearty meal.

In the very center of the tent, five or six generals sat around a fire.

Each of them was holding a young woman they had stolen in their arms.

The women's clothes were disheveled, their hair was loose, and their faces were streaked with tears.

Yet she still forced a smile and awkwardly made provocative gestures.

A burly man with a face full of scars poured a handful of wine onto the woman's collarbone.

Then he gulped it down.

Laughing loudly:

"Haha, this is the real way to drink!"

Seeing this, the atmosphere instantly became very lively.

"No wonder people love to become outlaws. Without the constraints of morality and military law, it's practically like being an emperor."

"Of course! Even an emperor wouldn't dare. Would an emperor dare to kill people like that?"

"Huaiyuan Prefecture truly lives up to its reputation as the capital city; the land and water here are incredibly nourishing. These girls are all fair and tender, like white sugar."

"Mr. Wu, if there's a job like this in the future, remember to call the brothers. We all have experience now."

The man referred to as Mr. Wu was Wu Wenyong, an advisor to Chen Du.

He smiled and shook his head.

But in his heart he felt utter contempt.

A bunch of utterly worthless junk; sitting with them lowers your own standards.

But he dared not show it on his face.

The man at the head of the group, flanked by women on either side, was Chen Du's nephew, Ma Yaozu.

You have to give them some face.

Ma Yaozu, with his fat head and big ears, raised his bowl towards Wu Wenyong.

"Mr. Wu, if you're not enthusiastic about dating, you've got something wrong with your head."

"The girls here are so beautiful, would you like to pick a couple for the gentleman?"

Wu Wenyong shook his head and said calmly:

"General, I have no such hobby."

"Haha, Mr. Wu, you're not getting any younger. If you don't hurry up, other people's grandchildren will be old enough to buy paper, while your grandchildren will still be on paper."

You brat!

ordinary man!

idiot!

Rude!

Straight girl!

Mr. Wu silently cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations.

But he smiled on the surface:

"General, just have a small drink. Don't overindulge and cause trouble, or we won't be able to explain it to the Prince."

Mentioning Chen Du, Ma Yaozu jumped and put down his wine glass.

He cursed at the people next to him, and no one dared to drink anymore.

"According to reliable sources, Chen Shao has already left Beijing."

"According to normal cavalry training, he should have arrived in Huaiyuan Prefecture in the latter half of the night."

"He set off alone, without any troops with him, which is the perfect opportunity for us to make our move."

"In another hour, we will ambush them on the only road into the city."

Wu Wenyong paused for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Gentlemen, tonight we will kill the emperor."

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

The tent was covered in spilled liquid.

Their orders were only to impersonate bandits and loot Huaiyuan Prefecture, not to kill the emperor.

Emperor murder...

That's how powerful this word is, even when the imperial power is weak.

Wu Wenyong calmly watched their pathetic state.

They all appear ruthless, but are actually cowards, unable to withstand even this much...

"Of course, you can also interpret it as Huaiyuan Prefecture being robbed by mountain bandits, and His Majesty personally leading the expedition to provide disaster relief, but unfortunately being ambushed by bandits on the way and sacrificing his life for the country."

"At that time, His Highness Prince Zhao will enter the court to assist in governing as an elder member of the royal family. All of you present here are ministers who have followed the emperor into power, and it goes without saying that you will be granted titles and privileges for your wives and children."

Upon hearing this, the fear in everyone's eyes was slowly replaced by greed.

Who wouldn't want to plant their flag in Beijing?

Someone slapped their thigh:

"Damn it, let's do it! Killing an emperor or two, it's worth it!"

"Brothers, did you all hear that? Tonight we'll chop off the emperor's head, and tomorrow we'll be founding heroes!"

The camp erupted in shouts of approval, with swords and spears raised, exuding a murderous aura.

The women, who were already trembling, were now completely disoriented and their bodies went limp.

......

Chen Shao did not act impulsively enough to go to the bandit's den alone to borrow troops.

Instead, they first went into a weapons shop.

Under the shopkeeper's horrified gaze, he searched the entire shop and finally pulled out a long, dusty knife from a corner.

The blade is narrow and long, with a thick back.

Very ordinary.

Time was of the essence, so he could only pay the boss to carve the five large characters "Green Dragon Crescent Blade" on it.

The moment he touched her, he knew that the [Guan Yu! Guan Yu!] command had taken effect.

With the broadsword in hand, he felt confident he could chop Qin Ling Shuang in half with a single stroke.

He threw down the silver, jumped onto the donkey cart, and rode away.

The donkey cart drifting was an even more delightful surprise.

They can walk on mountain roads as if they were on flat ground.

He held the reins in one hand and rested the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which was taller than Cao Cao's, on his shoulder with the other.

The skinny donkey's four hooves flew.

The woodcutters and hunters along the way were so frightened that they thought the donkey had come to life.

I inquired about it three or five more times.

They finally found the lair of the Dragon Subduing Gang in a treacherous mountain valley.

The mountain gate is quite impressive.

A wall made of bluestone rose from the ground, about three zhang high.

Built against the cliffs on both sides, with only an arched doorway in the middle.

Above the gate is a two-story arrow tower.

A huge stone is embedded in his forehead, with three large characters engraved on it:

Dragon Subduing Gang!

The handwriting was sharp and bold, painted with vermilion lacquer, giving it the air of a ruthless bandit from afar.