Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The shouting on the street was deafening!

The night, which should have been quiet, was now as noisy as a vegetable market. The common people, who had been thinking of resting, could no longer sit still and flocked to the street to watch the excitement.

Later arrivals were holding torches or lanterns, and the area near the Hundred Households Office was brightly lit.

Li Yuanzhao looked at this scene in surprise, his heart tightening.

Looking again at Meng Weimin, who was standing behind the people and occasionally giving passionate speeches, his eyelids twitched fiercely a couple of times.

Damn it! He's clearly just an embroidered pillow, how can he be so good at inciting the people? Did Lao Fang put a spell on him?

Now, the only hope of winning lies in those disguised Jinyiwei and soldiers.

Within the crowd that was united against a common enemy, there was a distinctly discordant force pushing against the tide.

Fang Zheng was already scanning the crowd, and when he saw this, he understood.

He asked, "Is Your Highness ordering people to disguise themselves as commoners to launch a sneak attack?"

Li Yuanzhao shuddered. Seeing his little plan exposed, he glared and said, "So what! This prince is already here, are you going to go out and blabber?"

"Heh heh, of course not. I won't say anything, let's just watch what happens next."

Hearing this, Li Yuanzhao felt a surge of unease, but he forced himself to suppress his anxiety and looked towards the crowd.

The Eastern Depot Jinyiwei and the Fenwu Camp soldiers were still trying to push their way in, and the people around them were already shouting and cursing.

"Damn it, stop pushing! It hurts!"

"Have you no manners! You're going the wrong way. The Eastern Depot's dog Jinyiwei are outside!"

Meng Weimin was standing behind the crowd at this moment and also noticed the clues. Out of professional habit, he immediately shouted loudly, "Everyone, don't push! Don't push, we'll see you one by one in a while! Be sure not to cause a stampede, be civil!"

The people agreed with a roar and began to consciously adjust their order.

The Jinyiwei continued to push their way in, regardless of everything.

A newly established Jinyiwei, it's only been a few days and they're already shitting on the Eastern Depot's head?

If we don't smash the Hundred Households Office today, how will we survive in the future!

Many people struggled to push through the crowd, relying on their brute strength to gradually move inward...

Thirty meters... twenty-five meters... ten meters...

At this point, the progress suddenly stopped!

The closer they got to the core, the more fanatical the people seemed to become.

Just as they were about to squeeze in with a little more effort, the people beside them got angry.

They cursed, "Damn! Why are you pushing, you son of a bitch! Who doesn't want to see Hero Meng? Can't you see the people from the Eastern Depot here?"

"What if he gets hurt?"

"That's right, which group are you from? I've never seen you before?"

"I've never seen him either, he must have sneaked in!"

The Jinyiwei, holding back their anger, said, "I like Hero Meng, I want to see Hero Meng!"

"You say you like him, so you like him? I ask you, 'Weimin bravely flies,' what's the next line?"

"....."

The Jinyiwei's face turned purple, and he cursed wildly in his heart.

Damn it! How would I know what the next line is? These people are just full of it!

"I... I don't know."

As soon as he said "I don't know," mocking gazes were immediately cast upon him, and many people scolded, "The next line is 'fans will always follow,' you fake fan, get out!"

"Get out, fake fan!"

Fan? What the hell is a fan, isn't that something to eat?

The Jinyiwei wanted to cry but had no tears, and helplessly explained to the crowd. He still wanted to squeeze in, but as soon as he moved forward a little, he was quickly pushed back by a group of people, who glared at him at the same time.

The situation for the others was roughly the same.

The perceptive group leader had already noticed the clues and shouted loudly, "There are spies! There are spies! They want to sneak in, don't let anyone push their way in, everyone, maintain order! Find them all!"

The elite soldiers of the Fenwu Camp and the Jinyiwei of the Eastern Depot were still facing the serious "interrogation" of the core fans.

"Weimin eats well and drinks well, what's the next line?"

"I don't know! Please stop asking, let me see Meng Weimin, thank you everyone! Thank you all!!"

A Fenwu Camp elite soldier let out a desperate cry in the face of the encirclement.

"You little brat is a spy, aren't you disguised as someone from the Eastern Depot trying to sneak in?"

"Hey! Isn't that Tie Niu? Aren't you a soldier outside? Old Liu, your son is here!"

A sudden shout came from the crowd. Since they were all neighbors, they basically knew each other.

Hearing that a soldier had sneaked in, the crowd's vigilance increased by two levels!

A group of people began to point fingers at Tie Niu.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you little brat never studied hard when you were young! You're not righteous even when you're a soldier!"

"So you're Tie Niu! Auntie was still thinking of introducing you to a wife, forget it!"

An old man slowly approached. Seeing that it was really his son, he pointed at his nose and scolded, "Beast! Aren't you supposed to be outside the city? You haven't been home for two months, and you're pretending to be a fan here!"

Having already lost all face, Tie Niu saw his own father appear before him, as if he had seen a savior: "Dad! Official business! It's all official business, let me in quickly, I'll explain when I get home."

"Go in? I spit on you! You fake fan, you're never home all year round, and when you come back, you do this kind of shameful thing!" Old Liu patted his knee and said with heartache, "The Jinyiwei even gave our neighbors eggs and rice last month. You're going against the Jinyiwei, do you even have any shame!"

"How can Dad still face people!"

Tie Niu cried, "Dad! This is a drill, a drill! Please let me in... I beg you all."

"Shut up! I don't have a son like you. Everyone outside is saying that the Eastern Depot is jealous of the Jinyiwei and wants to take the opportunity to cause trouble. Do you think I'm old and don't understand anything?" Old Liu was filled with sorrow and sat on the ground crying, "Misfortune in the family, misfortune in the family!"

The people around him were enthusiastically trying to persuade him.

"Forget it, forget it, Old Liu, don't cry, it's okay for young people to make mistakes."

"That's right, have another one if you can."

Seeing that the spies in disguise were being driven out one by one, Fang Zheng grinned stupidly.

It's just that the entertainment industry isn't developed. Usually, giving some small favors and then promoting it like crazy is the only way to achieve today's effect.

I didn't expect so many middle-aged and elderly fans!

After this practical battle today, I can be considered to have a bottom line in my heart.

The scene is a bit chaotic, and it will need to be sorted out and transformed into professional operation in the future, but now the Eastern Depot's defeat is already certain!

Looking again at Li Yuanzhao beside him, he was standing silently beside him with his head lowered, his body trembling slightly.

"Lao Fang... this is the first time this prince has led troops into battle... why is it like this.."

Seeing this, Fang Zheng wanted to step forward and comfort him, but Li Yuanzhao punched him and roared:

"Damn it... you damn bastard, you damn bastard!... It's more uncomfortable than killing me! Wuwuwu..."

He cried.

A big man actually cried from anger.

Fang Zheng almost laughed out loud and quickly reached out and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Your Highness, the first time is always like this, it's okay. It will be better next time."

"Wuwuwu..."

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