Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 2000 - 471: Tuotuo Panics

"Reporting to Lord Prime Minister, I understand, I will absolutely not allow a single rebel to enter the city through my defenses."

Hearing this, the messenger replied, "Then Lord Zhang, I will report back to Lord Prime Minister. Rest assured, once the matter is settled, Lord Prime Minister will certainly not treat you poorly."

Zhang Tong replied, "Hmm, I understand."

After saying this, Zhang Tong’s eyes were already fixed on the grand, showy procession of Prime Minister Hama beating drums and gongs.

At this moment, he waved for someone to bring his long knife, and he sat there with a dour expression, waiting for the procession to arrive.

The messenger immediately left a person behind to monitor the situation, while another messenger went back to report to Tuotuo about the events here.

"Old Lord, the East City Gate is up ahead!"

At this time in the procession, Wang Baobao said to Hama, who responded, "Let’s go, into the city, I want to see how Tuotuo plans to stop me."

Seeing the Great Capital City, Hama was no longer fearful, since Dharma Ba hadn’t caught up. As for the others, he was unafraid, since without reaching the Melt God Realm, they weren’t a real threat to him.

At this time, they arrived at the city gate and saw the soldiers with their swords and bows drawn, as Zhao Ya and Wang Baobao exchanged glances.

Zhao Ya said, "Brother, something’s not right with these soldiers!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Baobao said, "Hmm, they must have received orders. You should protect Old Lord Hama; don’t bother with anything else!"

After hearing this, Zhao Ya said, "Third Brother, be careful."

Wang Baobao chuckled, saying, "I’m not made of clay; even though I’m not as good as Chen Jiusi, dealing with these small fries is no problem."

With that, Wang Baobao placed his hand on the long knife at his waist and boldly headed toward the Great Capital City.

At this time outside the East City Gate, there was a full lockdown, but there were also passersby. Seeing the magnetic field generated between this procession and the city guard, people stopped in their tracks and moved cautiously.

These folks instinctively sensed danger, so each one showed a defensive stance.

Yet Wang Baobao did not stop the procession, still beating and marching toward the front, quickly arriving at the city gate.

"Halt!"

A shout to halt was heard, followed by Zhang Tong leading the soldiers forward, saying, "Who are you? Don’t you know the entire city is on lockdown? To ensure His Majesty’s safety, no one is allowed to enter or exit the city!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Baobao squinted and said, "It seemed like someone just went through."

Zhang Tong said, "Those were innocent families, but you look suspicious. You might be spies for the rebels; I advise you to leave the Great Capital, or else you will suffer the consequences!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Baobao’s face turned ugly, and he said, "Are you saying we are rebels?"

"How dare you, who gives you the audacity to say we are rebels! Do you know who is sitting in that palanquin? That is the Right Minister of the Empire, Old Lord Hama, the current Emperor’s uncle! You dare call him a rebel!"

"How bold of you!"

Wang Baobao shouted sternly, and then the curtain of the palanquin behind him slowly opened, revealing a person—it was none other than Hama.

Hama frowned and looked at the people in front, saying, "Who are you people? Such audacity, daring to block my palanquin. Are you trying to rebel?"

Hama had been in the capital for years and held a heavy reputation. Many people had seen this Old Lord before; thus, as soon as he showed his face, the soldiers immediately recognized him, and their faces turned grim.

They were indeed from the Prime Minister’s Mansion, but they were not personal soldiers of the mansion; they were officially part of the Great Capital City Defense Camp, supposedly the security forces of the Imperial Capital City.

They listened to Tuotuo’s command because he was the Empire’s Prime Minister, but Hama before them was also the Empire’s Prime Minister.

If they blocked this Prime Minister, wouldn’t they be courting disaster?

Thinking of this, the soldiers began to whisper among themselves, "It’s truly the Old Chancellor. What do we do, block him?"

"Block my ass, you guys trying to get killed, blocking an Imperial Chancellor is an act of rebellion!"

"Exactly, this is a power struggle between the Left and Right Ministers. Let’s not get involved. If you choose the wrong side, your life will be in danger."

"Indeed, even if picking the wrong side wouldn’t be fatal, just quitting would be one thing, but to lay a hand on the Right Minister would be treason, that warrants the execution of nine generations. Consider this carefully."

"Right, with six taels of silver a month, why risk our lives!"

Hearing this, the soldiers had their conclusions in mind, each standing silently, as if they had entered a trance.

Seeing Hama made Zhang Tong’s heart skip a beat. Though he anticipated the matter would be difficult, he hadn’t expected it to be this tough. Hama’s appearance directly elevated the difficulty to a whole new dimension.

This old face of Hama’s was indeed famous in the Great Capital, and he had been active here for over thirty years; who among the officials didn’t know this Old Chancellor?

At this time, when Hama revealed himself, being seen by those around, if Zhang Tong made a move, there would be no turning back.

He was caught in a dilemma.

Standing there, hand on the knife hilt, while Hama saw him, squinting, and said, "Zhang Tong, is it you Zhang Tong?"

Hama asked, and Zhang Tong was taken aback, not expecting Hama to recognize him. Hama said, "Why do you not pay respects when you see me? I remember you, a Commander of the Imperial Army back when I concurrently served as the Commander; you were under my command. How come you do not recognize your old superior now?"