Chapter 425: The Choice of History

The assassination attempt occurred after one of Wang Dapan's speeches.

Inside the Horse Carriage.

He was about to rush to the next venue, so he hurriedly gulped down a large mouthful of water.

"Are you sure? Is there any problem?"

In truth, he himself knew what he was doing.

But what others did not know was... after his first speech, someone from Yintan City had already been secretly coordinating with him. This person was sent by Zheng Yue Ru.

The young man smiled and said, "Lord Wang, the Chief Manager said that if anything happens, she will take responsibility for it, so what are you afraid of?"

Wang Dapan was startled: "No, no, no, please don't call me Lord!"

Although he said that, he felt wonderful inside.

"Since General Zheng has said so, I naturally feel at ease. Hahahaha!"

Wang Dapan breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Yue Ru, what kind of person was she?

She had vision!

He felt that the Great General Zheng was truly the Great General Zheng, possessing remarkable vision! These days, his activities had brought a great deal of emotional stability to the people of Liangzhou.

It is no exaggeration to say that he smoothed out the hostility of many people, and greatly alleviated both social panic and inflation.

Of course.

Right now, the concept of a "Trade Union" had not yet appeared in his mind.

He only felt that by doing this, he was helping the young master, helping the Governor of Liangzhou.

He was helping this benefactor who had given him hope for life, given him dignity, and given him a chance to turn his fate around.

Even if he ended up with no credit and no title...

Even.

He had actually never considered using this matter to gain any kind of social status.

However.

The development of events was just that historical and inevitable.

He was, after all, the person chosen by fate.

He.

A lowly person who had just been removed from the slave registry.

Was assassinated by someone sent by the Third Prince.

This obvious class disparity suddenly propelled him to the forefront of the storm.

Just as the Horse Carriage turned a corner.

The assassins appeared.

Some people hoped for stability in Liangzhou, while others hoped for chaos in Liangzhou. As it happened, those who hoped for chaos in Liangzhou were just that limited number of people.

Seeing Wang Dapan stabilizing emotions everywhere, how could they endure it?

Four assassins with astonishing agility and high martial arts skills appeared around the Horse Carriage. The four of them brandished swords and attacked from four directions; in an instant, killing intent shrouded the two people inside the Horse Carriage.

Wang Dapan was scared silly in an instant.

"Can't you hold back anymore?"

Who would have thought that the young man beside him would be completely fearless? A cold sneer flashed across his face as he firmly pinned down Wang Dapan, who was about to jump out of the Horse Carriage, and a Short Blade appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the sound of breaking air arose, and the four men in black attacked sharply.

"Ah!"

Wang Dapan was terrified, almost wetting himself in fear.

The young man beside him, however, remained seated, not moving at all.

When those four swords reached him, he finally swung the Short Blade.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Wang Dapan, who thought he was dead for sure, discovered that the swords had not taken his life.

The young man gave a cold sneer: "Your skills are not bad, why choose to be thieves?"

"Take them down for me!"

A thunderous shout.

Footsteps already rang out around the Horse Carriage; it was a group of people who had appeared from nowhere, surrounding the four assassins tightly.

Seeing that the assassination had failed, the assassins wanted to flee.

But how could this guard of Jiang Xuan be mere mediocrity?

In the ensuing struggle, the four assassins ultimately did not even have the chance to commit suicide.

At this time, Wang Dapan's face was already deathly pale, devoid of any color.

"General, it is people from Jiangnan..."

Several people walked to Jiang Xuan's side.

Jiang Xuan gave a cold sneer: "Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce? It seems that old fellow Yang Xiao needs his bones loosened."

"Gen, General?"

Wang Dapan was so scared that he knelt down.

The person who had been so amiable to him along the way was actually a General? Gen, General Jiang?

My god!

Jiang Xuan turned back and smiled: "Keep up the good work."

After saying this, he took his team of guards and began a search of the entire city.

Work hard...

Work hard?

Wang Dapan was trembling all over, not knowing what to say.

"Lao Wang, Lao Wang!"

"Are you alright?"

"These animals, to actually assassinate an honest man like you!"

"Lao Wang, hurry, hurry, get up, let's go see a doctor!"

"No, from today on, we must protect Lao Wang!"

"That's right, he is our beacon!"

"We will all follow you!"

Anger!

Abominable!

In this era, those who can send assassins are either rich or noble; how could such people come to assassinate Lao Wang, such a warm-hearted, good man?

We absolutely will not allow it!

The prototype of a Trade Union had gradually begun to emerge.

"Good... good..."

Lao Wang's legs were shaking, and he stood up unsteadily.

Liu Zheng felt like he was at a circus.

But to these hundreds of thousands of Liangshan People, this was a miracle! An absolute miracle!

This Great Bimo named Hama walked across a steel wire, his face full of hocus-pocus; the atmosphere was suddenly there, wasn't it? The whole crowd cheered, and once again, these Liangshan People, regardless of their tribe, cheered.

They worshipped gods.

Many people had already knelt down one after another.

"Good heavens, this is possible too?"

Huobu Quli was even more dumbfounded.

Liu Zheng had black lines on his face: "Just this?"

Huobu Quli took a deep breath: "My lord, is this not considered a miracle?"

Liu Zheng's mouth twitched, and he said no more.

"Amazing!"

These Headmen were also one by one struck with awe.

Shama Zhuoyi even glanced at Liu Zheng and laughed: "Noble guest, how does this Great Bimo compare to your Aluba?"

Liu Zheng truly could not answer.

Then.

The second Great Bimo also appeared.

Thus, Liu Zheng was even more certain that these Great Bimo were definitely the founders of a circus. This Great Bimo came out stepping on Wind Fire Wheels...

That's right.

Just like Nezha, only he didn't fly.

The Liangshan People worshipped fire.

Two fire wheels, what kind of concept was this?

A god-man!

This was definitely a Great Bimo!

More people knelt down.

The third one.

He was actually slightly more normal, which made Liu Zheng accept him a bit more; he entered riding a wild boar!

Alright.

Actually, that wasn't normal either.

An animal tamer?

The Liangshan People went crazy again.

This was a Great Bimo who could communicate with animals!

Everyone began to pray along, and it was truly pious.

The fourth one.

Carrying a stone tablet on his back...

The fifth one.

Coiled with a dozen snakes on his body.

The sixth one...

Seeing this, Liu Zheng's face was actually already somewhat stiff.

He found it very difficult to integrate himself into that atmosphere of madness. Although this Great Bimo who arrived sitting on a lotus lamp was slightly more sacred, in his view, it was still just something to fool ghosts.

"The Great Bimo with the mid-calf trousers, Jimu Youla, this man claims to be able to communicate with heaven and earth and summon wind and rain; he is quite formidable!"

Huobu Quli whispered from the side.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

He was already numb to it, alright...

However.

When this Jimu Youla came out, he realized he had thought too simply.

Good grief.

This display was grand enough.