Zhang Chong also looked at it curiously. There was actually someone paying tribute to the emperor?

I wonder if the emperor was hungry.

He suddenly thought of a nonsensical question: What should he do if one day in the future, Heijin Youying was ordered to enter the palace to kill the emperor?

This question made him very frightened and confused.

The emperor is almost like a god, can he really be killed? Will he be struck by lightning if he kills him? Will his life span be shortened? Will he bring disaster to future generations?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. In the end, all that remained in his mind was the scene when he fled with his parents: the grass was full of corpses, and some even held knives, crying children. Picking the meat off the legs, saying, "Meat is no sweeter than meat from the bones that is chopped alive."

"This thief can be killed!" A thought suddenly popped into his mind.

"Let's go! We must get to Dongshi before sunset." Zhang Dong stepped forward and kicked each of them.

When he arrived in front of Zhang Chong, he only reminded him.

Zhang Chong stood up slowly and packed his bags silently.

Amid the wind and snow, the group finally arrived at the temporary camp in Dongshi.

Zhang Chong looked at the barracks, and then at the towering Luoyang City not far away, and realized something in his heart: They were the swords of King Liang, and they would strike at whomever they were ordered to strike, even the dignitaries in Luoyang City. Even the emperor of the Jin Dynasty could chop it down.
Chapter completed!