Having said that, how dare the three Tiqi refuse, so they had to bite the bullet and walk into the lobby step by step.

After the three of them entered, they were close together, and they quickly bowed their heads and bowed.

"The little ones have seen Anton Hou."

The voice was a little trembling, and Dong Youyin grinned when he heard it:

"Heizi, look at how scared you are, if you go back to Beijing and tell the emperor that ours is not, see what you will do then."

Deng Heizi sighed, noncommittal.

However, after Dong Youyin said this, the people in the hall were not nervous, but they burst into laughter as if they had heard some big joke.

The three Jingshi Tiqi were secretly surprised in their hearts, and they didn't dare to raise their heads at all, so they bent down and waited for the person above to speak, very cautious.

Wang Zheng sat quietly on the first place, and when he saw the appearance of these horsemen as if they were facing a great enemy, he felt funny in his heart, so he asked Wen Yan:

"Several of them are the captains of the South Town Fusi, right?"

In front of a group of Shandong Army soldiers and generals in the lobby, who sat north and faced south, with a majestic face, who else could there be except Wang Zheng.

"If you go back to the Hou Ye, the small one is to try 100 households!" The three horsemen discussed a few words, and the one in the middle came out hard-headed, and when he said this, he suddenly remembered something, and his face immediately became panicked, and he added:

"Master Hou doesn't have to care, the power of this Beizhen Fusi has always been in the hands of a thousand households, and my attempt to a hundred households is a false title."

After he finished speaking, the other two also nodded again and again, but Wang Zheng didn't mean anything to blame, and asked:

"What are the names of all three?"

Hearing Wang Zheng's question, the three horsemen faced each other, and finally the one who tried the hundred households came out and said:

"Back to the Marquis of Anton, the little one is called Zhao Zhenbo, these two are my brothers......"

Imprinting the names of the three people in his mind, Wang Zheng looked at their depressed appearance, suddenly laughed, and asked:

"It stands to reason that Cangzhou's announcement is not a good errand, Zhao Baihu, the three of you can be sent here, you must be unsatisfactory over there, right?"

Zhao Zhenbo glanced at Wang Zheng in astonishment, but then lowered his head, don't say it, what he said just now really went to his heart.

When he was in his twenties, Zhao Zhenbo inherited his father's business and entered the Nanzhen Fusi, but he was not a serious Jinyiwei, and he could only be said to be better than his subordinate wrestlers.

Because his father is a hundred households, Zhao Zhenbo vowed to do one hundred households, but Zhao Zhenbo was too honest and honest, and it took more than ten years to become a trial hundred households with no real power.

Not long ago, there were several opportunities to promote 100 households, but because there was no background, Zhao Zhenbo was squeezed down.

The two lieutenants around him are in a similar situation, they are both little minions who don't know how to deal with people, often offend people, and have no background, so no matter how hard the two of them work, they have always been just captains.

The three of them came together because of a mission, and suddenly felt that they hated to see each other, so they worshiped directly, and Zhao Zhenbo, who was slightly older and had the highest rank, was not allowed to be the eldest brother.

This time the matter of coming to Cangzhou to announce the decree had already caused an uproar in Beizhili, and it was originally impossible for the three of them to take their turn.

But this time is different from the past, the king of Shandong is called a soldier, but he is actually coercing the court to submit by force, who knows if this Anton Hou can satisfy him, if not, the one who goes to pass the decree will be the first to die.

No one on the eunuch's side dared to go at all, and finally brought out a scapegoat at the bottom.

It's the same with Nanzhen Fusi's side, everyone doesn't want to go to Cangzhou to die, and finally find out Zhao Zhenbo and the three of them to do this fatal errand.

Of course, before coming, Qianhu, the commander of the Nanzhen Fusi, was afraid that they would be killed by hobble, so he naturally wanted to call them over to explain to him, and the tone was also rare and gentle, and promised Zhao Zhenbo a big golden gourd that would become a hundred households after the matter was completed.

Until now, Zhao Zhenbo and the three of them were still angry because they had eaten too much, thinking that Wang Zheng was going to take their lives because of this.

The three of them glanced at each other and nodded, and Zhao Zhenbo sighed and said:

"Master Hou is discerning and true, and you know all the little ninety-nine little things......

At this time, Huang Yang smiled and said:

"From now on, you will do things for my Shandong army, don't say anything about the hundreds of households in Nanzhen, if you are diligent and promising, there will be more than a thousand households."

Although Wang Zheng didn't say this himself, Zhao Zhenbo and the three of them still couldn't believe it, this, this change was a little too fast.

Fang Cai was still worried about his life, and in the blink of an eye, it was two heavens of ice and fire, but how could Anton Hou take a fancy to a little person like himself?

Without allowing much thought, Zhao Zhenbo pulled the other two horsemen to kneel on the ground, clenched his fists and bowed his head and shouted:

"Humble rank, willing to be driven by Anton, no complaints!"

Such a simple multiple-choice question, if you don't know how to react, then you can't talk about honesty, and you're stupid as a pig.

The Shandong army is the strongest army in the world, there is no doubt about it, this time Wang Zheng threatened the imperial court with military advice, and the Ming Dynasty has been unprecedented for three hundred years, and it is a real crime.

I heard that Emperor Chongzhen was furious about this, but even so, in the end, he still relented and ordered the king to fight for Anton.

If it is said that Wang Zheng was rare in the world when he was an uncle in the past, then now it is unique, the only one in the world, unprecedented and unprecedented.

Hou Ye, who is less than thirty years old, and is not hereditary, is said to have come out of a small Zhuangzi, and it has only taken a few years, three years? Five years? It's not even ten years.

It's hard to believe what you hear about it, and you think it's telling a story.

After all, Wang Zheng's deeds are all unbelievable, and it is impossible to win the battle, he won, and it is a great victory.

Even the imperial court couldn't suppress the worldly landlords, Wang Zheng trained them obediently, and he didn't dare to put one more fart.

The private salt trade that has not been cut off for decades, the more it is ruled, the more chaotic it becomes, and it is often the officials who are greedy for ink, and it is this Anton Hou who finally controls the entire salt road.

At a young age, he was ranked as a marquis, held the Shandong Army, ruled the political clear, and the faction was thriving, almost tending to be a legend, such a person sat in front of them.

In the face of his intentional solicitation, Zhao Zhenboresan thought that he was dreaming, and when he realized that this was the truth, he was busy showing his loyalty.

If in the past, considering that the imperial court would still throw rat bogeys, but to the point where now, the imperial court has repeatedly made concessions to the Shandong army, and everyone in the world can vaguely understand something.

The imperial court is obviously at the end of its power, but anyone who is not a fool will find a good place for himself.

"Wei Dong."

Wang Zheng nodded, but he didn't have a particularly happy expression, just shouted lightly.

"Humble duty!"

A sturdy man in black light armor walked out, and Zhao Zhenbo and the three of them looked over and felt a little familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Seeing the puzzled expressions of the three people, Wang Zheng said:

"Wei Dong used to be the Jinyi Wei Qianhu of the Fusi of the Northern Town of the Imperial Court, and you can be regarded as peers, so you will hand it over to him."

Zhao Zhenbo suddenly remembered that this Wei Dong was wanted in Beizhili a few years ago because he offended his relatives, and he didn't get any news these times, he thought he was dead, but he didn't think about it but came to Anton Hou's command.

Looking at his appearance, it is obvious that he is quite good here, and he is much more energetic than when he was in Beizhili before.

Wei Dong is like this, Zhao Zhenbo and the three of them are more confident, and they are determined to start over here.