Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

After Zhao Ji stared at Cai Jing for a long time, he suddenly waved to him.

When Cai Jing saw this scene, he immediately frowned and couldn't help but take a step back:

"Boy from the Zhao family, what do you want to do when you are like this?"

Zhao Ji smiled mysteriously:

"Do you know where I went and what I did during the time I disappeared?"

"And do you know what kind of impact those things will have on the entire Song Dynasty?"

"Some things should never be said in front of everyone."

"If you can trust me, then follow me to the corner of the big tent and let me whisper a few words to you."

"I believe you will gain a lot by then."

After Zhao Ji said this, he pointed to an unoccupied corner of the tent.

There, it was about ten meters away from where he and Cai Jing were standing.

At this time, Cai Jing was really confused.

He wanted Zhao Ji and others to agree to his conditions, but at the same time he didn't want to be controlled by the enemy.

At this time, since that Zhao Ji gave him a chance to go alone and discuss in a low voice.

So how could Cai Jing himself not be moved?

So Cai Jing, the old fox, thought about it for a long time, then slowly walked towards the corner pointed by Zhao Ji.

Because in his opinion, as long as Hu Yanzhuo and Dai Zong did not follow him, there would be absolutely no problem with his own life safety.

After so many years of getting along, Cai Jing has long understood Zhao Ji's personality.

In his opinion, Zhao Ji was just a young emperor who could only do landscape calligraphy and painting, who only liked to play around, had no ambition and was cowardly.

In this case, as long as there is no one else around Zhao Ji, he does not need to be afraid of him.

When Cai Jing came to Zhao Ji, he felt relieved when he saw that Dai Zong and Hu Yanzhuo did not follow him.

Zhao Ji, who was standing next to Cai Jing, sighed with a helpless expression.

Then he said softly:

"Cai Aiqing, please put your ear closer to me. I have something I want to tell you alone."

When Cai Jing heard what Zhao Ji said, he suddenly felt happy:

Yes, yes, it must be!

This kid Zhao Ji is afraid that if he agrees to my urging in public, he will lose the so-called royal face.

Therefore, I adopted this method and whispered my promise here.

However, it really doesn't make any difference to me.

Cai Jing thought to himself, then slowly brought his ear to Zhao Ji's mouth.

As a result, the distance between the two of them became closer and closer.

Zhao Ji saw that Cai Jing was so obedient at this moment, and a trace of joyful laughter suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Cai Jing saw that he had already put his ear towards him, but Zhao Ji still didn't have the slightest intention to tell him.

He immediately turned his head and wanted to question loudly.

But Zhao Ji's actions immediately made Cai Jing's eyes widen and he was dumbfounded.

But when he saw Zhao Ji, he suddenly raised his left hand and tightly grasped Cai Jing's bun.

Then he raised his right palm and slapped the old man's wrinkled face seven or eight times in a row.

In the end, Cai Jing was beaten until his cheeks were swollen and stars appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't take a breath, almost knocked him out, and he fainted.

As soon as this move came out, everyone in the negotiation tent was shocked.

Hu Yanzhuo and Dai Zong, who were not far away, cast extremely surprised glances at Zhao Ji at this moment.

Because in their eyes, the officials of the Song Dynasty in the past were all humble, elegant, calm and gentle.

But what about Zhao Ji today?

After grabbing Cai Jing's hair, he became extremely violent.

Even Hu Yanzhuo sighed secretly when he saw the force with which Cai Jing was beaten.

On the other hand, what about Liang Zhongshu, Jia Jingzhong and the hundreds of swordsmen and axemen surrounding Cai Jing's camp?

At this moment, I saw that Cai Jing, the leader of their faction, was beaten so miserably by the Song Dynasty official.

With a panic in their hearts, they all gathered around, trying to save Cai Jing from Zhao Ji's hands.

But Zhao Ji's reaction speed was always one step faster than those people.

At this moment, Liang Zhongshu, Jia Jingzhong and more than a hundred swordsmen and axemen were surrounding him.

Feeling anxious, he suddenly pulled out a pure gold hairpin inlaid with orbs from Cai Jing's hair.

Then he turned his wrist and used the sharp point of the golden hairpin to touch Cai Jing's choked throat:

"Please calm down!"

"Otherwise, if I exert even the slightest force on my hand, Cai Jing's neck will be completely cut open by the golden hairpin in my hand!"

"If you all don't want this guy to go on his way as soon as possible, then put down your weapons first."

When Liang Zhongshu, Jia Jingzhong and others heard what Zhao Ji said at this time, they suddenly hesitated in their hearts.

But after exchanging glances with each other, they had to obey Zhao Ji's instructions and put the weapons in their hands at their feet.

When Zhao Ji saw that he had already controlled the current situation, he felt a lot more relaxed.

At this moment, he put the golden hairpin in his hand against Cai Jing's neck, pulled his arm, and slowly came to Hu Yanzhuo and Dai Zong.

His eyes pointed directly at the exit of the big account:

"We are doing this, but we don't want to do anything to you, we are just trying to get away."

"As long as we can escape from here safely and smoothly, we will not harm your life."

"So in the next few days, we don't ask you for anything else. We just ask you to be quiet and honest and accept our hostage."

"If not, I can't guarantee whether this golden hairpin in my hand will be inserted into your throat at any time!"

Just now, it was precisely because of Cai Jing's wrong prediction of Zhao Ji that the current situation was caused.

So Cai Jing was much more honest at this time.

With his face gloomy, he had no choice but to wave his hands to the swordsmen and axemen guarding the door, indicating that they should be let go first.

The look on Jia Jingzhong's face was almost the same as that of the swordsmen and axemen around him. They all looked helpless but helpless.

On the other hand, Liang Zhongshu, Cai Jing's good son-in-law, cast a sinister and vicious gaze on Cai Jing and Zhao Ji repeatedly.

But I don't know what he is thinking in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Ji did not notice all the expressions on Liang Zhongshu's face.

At the moment, he only focused all his attention on the swordsmen and axemen at the exit of the big tent.

Because at the moment, for their group, whether they can carry out the big tent at this time depends entirely on the actions of the swordsmen.

If they refuse, even if Zhao Ji already has Cai Jing's trump card, he still won't be able to leave here easily.