Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

The sun was blazing.

The summer heat distorts the very space it scorches.

The distant mountains, the nearby waters, and the pedestrians not far away all looked listless and drab; the whole world had lost its vibrancy!

On the outskirts of Chang'an, a carriage arrived on the road.

The carriage was an ordinary one, at least from the outside it didn't look any different from other horse-drawn carriages. The driver was an ordinary old man, lying weakly on the carriage frame, only moving the whip feebly when the horse needed to slow down.

However, following behind the carriage was a burly man, wearing a gray cloth coat and with a weathered face, who moved forward with powerful strides.

Just then, the carriage window opened, revealing a handsome young man's face. His voice was clear and bright, "Brother Xue, have some water!" As he spoke, he threw the water jug, which landed right next to the burly man, who caught it with ease.

Just as Li Xingzhi and his party were traveling leisurely, a carriage caught up from behind—two tall horses with small, bowl-shaped hooves and strong, long legs, trotting along; the coachman was even more skilled, and with a gap almost the same width as the carriage, he drove the carriage past quickly like a fish.

Suddenly, a bull charged out from the roadside, with a distinguished young man riding on it, screaming in terror! The carriages and horses were traveling in opposite directions and were not far away. The bull, with its bloodshot eyes, charged straight ahead. No matter how skilled the driver was, there was no way to avoid it. He could only watch in panic as the mad bull, with its horns raised, accelerated and charged towards them!

"boom!"

With a loud crash, the mad bull's massive body collapsed to the ground, trembling, blood flowing everywhere, its horns broken off—a gruesome sight! The boy riding on it, though he had jumped off earlier, was a step too slow. He clutched his right foot, his face contorted in pain, screaming and howling in agony!

One of the two strong horses had its forelegs completely severed, and the other was pierced directly by a bull's horn; there was no way for them to survive!

The carriage overturned and came out of the girl's scream.

Just then, several more people came out from the roadside. Seeing the boy lying on the ground, he suddenly screamed and cried out in agony, even more pitiful than if his father had died. It was heartbreaking to hear. "Young man—! What's wrong with you?! Don't scare me!"

"My feet, my feet—!" the boy cried out in anguish.

"Feet?" The leader who had caught up was frantic, his eyes red and his whole body trembling. "What are you still looking at? Quickly carry the young master back—"

Seeing the boy being carried away, the man turned to look at the coachman who was still standing there in a daze, as if he had seen his father's killer. He made a sharp and sinister sound that was not human and sent chills down people's spines!

"If anything happens to my master, none of you will escape!! I will skin you alive and tear you apart!"

As the man spoke, seeing several more people following behind, his sharp, glass-slicing voice rang out again: "You lot, take him all down! Drag the ones inside the carriage out too!"

At this moment, another carriage, blocked by a barrier, stopped, and two young men got out—it was Li Xingzhi and his party, who were returning to Chang'an.

After listening to the driver's account and looking at the large ox lying on the ground, its horns broken, Li Xingzhi understood. Upon hearing the leader's shrill, arrogant voice, he frowned, "Eunuch? This looks like trouble!"

He may not be afraid of trouble, but he hates trouble!

The eunuchs were all from the palace, so you can imagine who the person he called "master" was!

However, since they're so arrogant, I'll teach them a lesson first! Li Xingzhi thought to himself, picking up a few pebbles from the ground and holding them in his hand—

A soft "snap!"

"Who hit me?!"

"Snapped!"

The leader felt a sharp pain in his knees and collapsed to his knees, his face pale and his voice rising even higher and sharper as he howled, "You, go and grab him and the others in the carriage!" Unable to find them, a chill rose in his heart, which instantly turned into anger, which he vented on the driver and the people in the carriage in front of him.

At this moment, two young girls emerged from the carriage. One stood gracefully in front, dressed in a lake-green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), like a lotus flower reflected in the sunlight, her bright green dress bringing a refreshing touch to the scene. Her clothes were slightly disheveled but still neat. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but her expression remained calm. Beside her was a maid in a pink ruqun, presumably the green-clad girl's servant. Although her appearance was not much less striking than the girl in front, she was less noticeable and less prominent next to her.

As soon as the girl came out, she saw everyone staring intently at her. Her brows furrowed slightly, but her voice remained clear and crisp. "I am the daughter of the Prince of Jiangxia. I have come to the capital by imperial decree. What happened today is not our fault. Why is your servant arresting people?" At this moment, the coachman and the accompanying soldiers who were left outside had already been taken down.

"The Prince of Jiangxia?" Upon hearing this, the shrill, hoarse voice was immediately shocked and panicked—things had gotten out of hand!

Now, Li Chengqian, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace of the Tang Dynasty, was intelligent, sensible, and discerning. However, he also loved socializing and often secretly led a few people out of the palace, ostensibly to investigate the people's conditions and travel around.

That day, he ran out of Chang'an with a few servants and saw an ox grazing. The young man, seized by a sudden impulse, wanted to ride it. The servants tried to dissuade him, but to no avail. They could only nervously help him onto the ox. However, once mounted, the ox went berserk, charging wildly and recklessly until it crashed into the carriage of the daughter of the Prince of Jiangxia. Alas… (A famous saying throughout the ages: Curiosity kills! It almost cost the young Emperor Chengqian his throne!)

The eunuch turned ashen-faced upon hearing the girl's words—he had only thought he could suppress the matter, but he hadn't expected to run into a bodhisattva!

His face became even more ferocious, a ruthless glint flashing across his eyes. "Since she is the daughter of the King of Jiangxia, we naturally dare not be presumptuous. However, these people have offended my master, and they cannot be let go today! Since the young lady is going to Chang'an, we should also go back and escort her!"

The girl in green turned pale. She hadn't expected that revealing her identity wouldn't intimidate these people! She wondered what these villains were planning; they probably had no good intentions!

The eunuch didn't dare do anything to her; he just wanted to control her first to gain the upper hand. With the Crown Prince backing him up, and given the situation had come to this, he couldn't care less about anything else.

The group of people was brought under control, and only then did they realize that there was another carriage following behind them!

A flash of crimson light crossed the eunuch's eyes, and his voice changed color, becoming hoarse and sinister, "Take the rest of them away too!"

Seven or eight burly men, each pulling out a gleaming broadsword from who-knows-where, approached Li Xingzhi and his group, exuding murderous intent. This wasn't about taking them away; it was clearly about killing them to silence them!

"Hmph! Are you planning to kill me to silence me?!"

The seven or eight burly men who approached remained silent, their broadswords already drawn!

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