Ge Luoyang laughed upon seeing this, "Hahaha, let's see if your saber is faster or my gun is!"
With that, he aimed his AK at Zhan Zhao and pulled the trigger.
Although Zhan Zhao had never seen an AK in action before, after years of dealing with people from the martial world, he had a premonition upon seeing the dark, gaping muzzle.
He changed his move preemptively, his hand like a long saber placed before his body. In the next moment, the bullet, without deviation, struck the blade.
*Ding ding dong~ Ding ding dong~* The sound of bullets hitting the saber made Ge Luoyang utterly bewildered.
"Damn it, this skill is comparable to that freak Yan Shuangying!"
Looking at the imperial guards who had come with Zhan Zhao, they too were displaying their unique skills.
One fellow even held a dark, black umbrella. The material of the umbrella surface was unknown, but when opened, it was able to block all the bullets.
If Fang Er saw this scene, he would probably exclaim, "Holy cow, a Vajra Umbrella!"
That's right, this umbrella was identical to the ones depicted in tomb-raiding movies and TV shows, likely an essential artifact for traveling and treasure hunting.
"Stop!"
Li Shimin, seeing the skills of Zhan Zhao and his men from a distance, finally walked over.
"Heh heh, with young Fang not here, I won't be polite to these people!"
Upon hearing this, Ge Luoyang and the others quickly retreated several steps, reloading their magazines while warily watching Zhan Zhao and his group.
Simultaneously, Zhan Zhao and his men also ceased their actions, wanting to see what Li Shimin intended to say.
Old Li lit a cigar, leisurely walked up to Zhao Guangyi, and nudged him twice with his foot.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pathetic sight~~"
Hearing this, Zhao Guangyi almost fainted on the spot like Sima Guang, it was truly heartbreaking!
After mocking him, Li Shimin exhaled a puff of smoke and said to Zhao Xu,
"I am Emperor Zhen Guan of the Great Tang. The fellow you kicked is indeed your great-grandfather, Zhao Guangyi, Zhao the Third~"
"That's the fact of the matter. Believe it or not, I'm too lazy to explain further."
"There should be a portrait of him in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Have someone bring it out for comparison."
"While many people resemble each other, there's nothing I can do. This is the only evidence I can provide you."
"Also, don't even think about ordering any more attacks. If I wanted to, I could level this imperial palace in minutes."
As soon as his words fell, from the helicopter, Li Xiuning had already pulled the trigger of the "wild chicken's" weapon.
In just a moment, two hundred rounds were fired, creating a hole in the thick palace walls.
"Hiss~~~"
Everyone on Zhao Xu's side gasped, and even Zhan Zhao and his men were stunned by the terrifying rate of fire.
They could block the AK because the distance was short, and they could judge the muzzle's direction based on Ge Luoyang's movements.
But with this thing, even if they could judge where it was firing, they couldn't defend against it at all!
Xuan De Gate faced the Imperial Street, and many citizens had already gathered. Ouyang Xiu whispered a few words into Zhao Xu's ear.
After listening to him, although Zhao Xu was unwilling, he could only say helplessly, "Everyone, this is not the place to talk. Follow me into the palace."
With that, he turned and walked into the palace.
As the Emperor, having no recourse against these people in public, would be a great embarrassment if the common people found out.
Furthermore, it was currently a time of war with the Western Xia. If the news reached the army, it would be a significant blow to morale.
"Hahaha, good! You have more foresight than your great-grandfather. I'd like to see how your Great Song's imperial palace has changed after a century."
Li Shimin walked forward with a smile, roughly pushed aside Wang Anshi and Ouyang Xiu, strode past Zhao Xu, and headed directly towards the Daqing Hall.
The Daqing Hall here had not yet been defiled by "poisonous droppings," so it would suffice for now.
Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu flanked him, their eyes warily scanning their surroundings.
Zhao Xu was almost stupefied.
"Holy hell, this is my imperial palace!"
Zhao Guangyi was carried by two soldiers following behind. The imperial physicians followed everyone with trembling bodies, their hearts filled with trepidation. Witnessing their Emperor suffer such a great humiliation, would they be silenced?
Upon entering the Daqing Hall, Li Shimin swaggered over and plopped himself onto the dragon throne, an action that further embarrassed Zhao Xu.
"How dare you! Is that a seat you can occupy!"
Wang Anshi, with his oil-stained, blood-splattered sleeve, pointed at Li Shimin and rebuked him.
"I come from six hundred years in the future and know a little about the affairs of this dynasty. Perhaps this can help convince you of Emperor Taizong's identity."
Qin Liangyu stepped into the Daqing Hall behind Li Xiuning.
With Fang Er absent, to prove their identities, they had to rely on those who came from after the Northern Song Dynasty.
As soon as she spoke, everyone on Zhao Xu's side was stunned into silence.
Following that, she recounted the events of Emperor Shenzong's reign that she knew.
"In Kaifeng, there is Bao Qingtian, with an impartial heart he distinguishes the loyal from the wicked."
"Dog-head dam, tiger-head dam," such folk legends.
She also presented some records she had seen in official histories to Zhao Xu.
After her, Liang Hongyu also stepped forward. She was a female general of the Southern Song Dynasty and the wife of Han Shizhong. Being only a few decades removed from the current time, she was more privy to many secret affairs and unofficial histories.
One by one, she revealed even court secrets.
Zhao Xu's face grew darker with each word, and his heart became increasingly shocked.
"Could these people truly be gods?"
Otherwise, how could they know these things so clearly!
Not only were the events that had already occurred recounted, but even those that had not yet happened were presented logically, along with analyses of why they would develop that way.
After much deliberation, he said to the nearby eunuch,
"Go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple and bring the portrait of Emperor Taizong for comparison!"
After the eunuch left, a moment of silence fell upon the hall.
Zhao Xu's expression flickered back and forth, his thoughts unknown.
Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, and the other officials were contemplating the matters just mentioned by Qin Liangyu and Liang Hongyu.
Suddenly, the imperial physician who had been treating Zhao Guangyi broke the silence.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the injuries are not serious. He was only pricked by fragments of the jade pendant in the flesh. Applying some medicine will suffice."
"Not shattered? Little Yangzi, go take a look~"
Li Shimin sounded somewhat disbelieving.
Ge Luoyang received the order, walked to Zhao Guangyi's side, and reached out to grab the hem of the imperial physician's garment.
"Stop!"
Li Xiuning quickly reprimanded him.
Lifting someone's garment in public, with a group of sisters present, was too much for the eyes!
"Uh, yes, Princess Consort."
Ge Luoyang gave her a sheepish smile and retreated to his original position.
Zhao Guangyi had also recovered his senses. He didn't care what others thought and reached down to feel himself.
It felt a bit wet~
A bit sticky~
That wasn't important!
What was important was that those two round things were still there, and they could move back and forth when touched.
"Hahahahahaha~~~"
He burst into laughter with immense relief.
When Zhao Guangyi was kicked, he only felt pain in that area and instinctively felt it had been kicked to pieces.
In reality, it was the jade pendant at his waist that had shattered, piercing his clothes and pricking his inner thigh.
His vital spot had only been grazed. Although it hurt, he had long since recovered after this much time.