Except for me, all my enemies have been reborn.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May your Highness be blessed with good health."

The eldest prince waved his hand, signaling Shang Shixu to get up.

"We are outside the palace now. Lord Shang, there is no need to go through all these formalities. You and I can just be friends in private."

"Your Highness has shown me such kindness, I dare not overstep the bounds."

Shang Shixu didn't understand why the eldest prince suddenly became close to him, so he could only take the initiative and draw a clear line between them.

When the eldest prince saw Shang Shixu’s refusal, he didn’t say anything more.

Jiang Huaixu took over the conversation: "I would like to ask Your Highness, what was Lingnan like before the plague?"

The eldest prince smiled and looked up at the moon in the sky, as if he was reminiscing.

"Lingnan is a beautiful place. Although it is called a wild land, the people there are simple and honest, and they still find joy in hardship.

It’s just that in recent years, the border has been invaded repeatedly, and the foreign races have become more and more arrogant. I’m afraid it will be much more difficult to control the epidemic this time.”

The Shang Dynasty was filled with sorrow. Once the plague and war were combined,

That means the plague will spread on a large scale and become uncontrollable.

The only solution recorded in the previous dynasty was to seal off the city, and wait until all the people inside died, and the plague would naturally stop.

If it really comes to this, Lingnan will probably be doomed to failure. The Dog Emperor does not seem like a merciful emperor.

Shang Shixu pretended to drink water, but actually secretly glanced at the eldest prince out of the corner of his eye. Will he be the wise ruler he has been waiting for?

It was late at night, and the eldest prince went back to rest, while Shang Shixu and Jiang Huaixu led the guards to take turns to keep watch.

A good night's sleep...

There was a faint paleness in the sky, and the mountains in the distance were looming in the morning light.

Shang Shixu and others are ready to go, they are prepared to face the terrible plague.

We traveled at full speed all the way and didn't know how many nights we spent without sleeping.

When they were about to reach Lingnan, they were stopped by a group of bandits.

There were more than twenty of them, all of them were covered in dust, pale and thin, but their eyes were flashing with greed and cruelty.

Shang Shixu's heart tightened, realizing that they were here with ill intentions.

But she did not panic. Instead, she calmly reached for the dagger at her waist, ready to fight at any time.

Jiang Huaixu also wanted to help, but he didn't know martial arts and was a weak scholar, so he could only protect the eldest prince and retreat.

Du Zesheng came from behind, holding a long sword and looking solemn.

When he doesn't speak, he really looks like a fairy-like swordsman.

The guards also drew their swords and surrounded the carriage carrying the relief supplies, vowing to protect the safety of the relief food to the death.

The bandits began to feel frightened and some of them fled.

The remaining bandits suppressed their fear, their hands holding up their knives even trembled.

But he still rushed forward regardless, Shang Shixu drew out his dagger,

Block, charge, and stab.

The dagger pierced his neck, blood spurted out, Shang Shixu wiped the blood off his face,

He turned his head slowly, frowning and staring as if he was looking at a group of ants.

The other bandits were so frightened that they fell to their knees and kowtowed to Shang Shixu.

"Sir, please spare us.

We don't want to rob people, but there is really... there is really no other way.

This is the last resort, wuwuwuwu."

Du Zesheng had just killed someone, and the hem of his clothes was stained with blood.

He walked over quickly, grabbed the bandit by the collar and asked, "You have no other choice but to rob others?

Have you ever thought about how the people you robbed live? "

The bandit knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't reply, tears streaming down his face.

Du Zesheng let go of the bandit and planned to kill him with a knife.

A young child suddenly threw himself into the arms of the bandit and begged Du Zesheng: "No, don't kill my father,

It's all my fault, woo woo woo, I was hungry... my father did something wrong,

Please kill me, sir... Please,

Kill me, and my father will stop robbing, wuwuwuwu..."

The child's shrill cry made everyone present extremely distressed.

Shang Shixu carefully observed this group of bandits. They were not tall and were very thin.

And he brought a child with him, and his weapon was a rusty kitchen knife.

Could it be...that they are wandering refugees!

Shang Shixu immediately stopped Du Zesheng and shook his head at him.

"Don't cry, kid. Tell your brother if your home is in Lingnan."

The child hesitated and did not dare to tell Shang Shixu.

The weak bandit gasped and said, "Sir, we are Ling... um..."

"Ah! Father!"

Before the bandit could finish his words, his companion chopped off his head.

His child screamed in fear. Shang Shixu hugged the child in his arms and kicked the murderous bandit away.

Du Zesheng stepped forward and crippled his hand, stepped on his neck and asked, "Why did you kill your companion?"

The bandit just laughed and ignored the questions raised by Du Zesheng.

Du Ze was furious and stepped harder on the bandit's neck.

But even though the bandit was about to suffocate, he kept laughing, and his laughter was shrill and piercing.

The child curled up in Shang Shixu's arms suddenly struggled, and Shang Shixu had to let him go.

The young child rushed to his already cold father, calling out to him miserably.

He kept murmuring, "Father...won't tell me...burned to death...why..."

As the time passed, the child was crying breathlessly and his words could not form a complete sentence.

She had no choice but to comfort the child: "Good child, tell your brother what you are talking about, okay?

Only if your brother knows the truth can he help your father to avenge his father."

Under Shang Shixu's coaxing, the child choked up and said, "Brother, father won't let me say that we are from Ling..."

"Don't tell me, you dead kid, don't tell me, do you want to kill us?

Those bastards are all hiding on the ground, just eating for free.

Why don't you go and kill that kid, do you all want to die?"

The murderous bandit was not at ease under Du Zesheng's feet. He not only threatened the children, but also instigated his companions to commit crimes again.

The rest of the people who were originally huddled on the ground began to stir.

Shang Shixu raised the dagger, a cold light flashed, blood flowed down the handle and soaked his sleeves.

Her eyes were wide open with anger, and she looked like a cold-faced devil.

"Let's see who dares!"

Shang Shixu forcefully discouraged the rest of the bandits from trying, and they huddled together trembling again.

The child clung to Shang Shixu's clothes tightly. Although this brother was very scary,

But he understood that his only support now was the ferocious adult in front of him.

"Brother, my father told me that if I say I am from Lingnan, I will die."

When everyone heard this, they all moved away from these bandits.

Jiang Huaixu stepped forward worriedly, trying to pull Shang Shixu back.

There is no way, any Lingnan person could infect others.

He didn't dare to gamble, nor could he afford to gamble. No matter what, Shang Shixu must not be infected with the plague.

I don't know whether it was the child's words or the crowd's reaction that provoked the murderous bandit.

He yelled like crazy: "Hahahahahaha, you little bastard,

You actually dared to tell him that you are from Lingnan, hahahahahaha,

Just wait to be burned to death, hahahaha!"