Chapter Seventy-Five: This Pot Has to Be Carried Back
"Okay, let's do it." In the main hall of Linze Palace, King Yong sat on the soft collapse, looking at the two Zhengqing who were kneeling in the middle of the hall.
The Li royal family controls more than half of Luofu's fertile land, and uses grain as a bargaining chip to encircle the eight tribes, coupled with the elite armor-breaking army and the Xuanwolf army, which makes all tribes bow down, especially the iron fist policy adopted since Emperor Wu. As in previous years, King Yong ordered the two people in charge of the world's granary to distribute grain to each tribe according to the rules of previous years.
"Obey." The two ministers of the household department and the big Sinong bowed and saluted, and then retreated to the civil and military train.
King Yong smiled awkwardly, and brought the topic back to everyone's attention, he paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "This king knows that many of your eight tribes have a grudge against me, especially the Xihai and Feihe clans. ”
Although the deacons of the Xihai tribe and the Feihe tribe did not say it explicitly, they were very annoyed because of the assassination of their clan elders on the way to Beijing.
"Rest assured, everyone." King Yong waved his hand to everyone and motioned for the elders and deacons of the eight tribes to take their seats. He clasped his hands into fists and saluted the eight people, "Who assassinated the tribe's envoy to Beijing, this king will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." ”
"Satisfied?" Xie Baichuan, who had just taken his seat, snorted coldly, and he complained in his heart. If King Yong was allowed to investigate this matter, wouldn't it be his own investigation, and the lost waist cards of the group of assassins were clearly owned by the Xuanwolf Army.
"Naturally, he is satisfied, and this king has always done things fairly." King Yong picked up the celadon teacup on the side, took a sip of tea, looked at Xie Baichuan with an angry face, lowered his posture and said, "This time to investigate the attack on the eight tribes, this king will not participate. The Xuan Wolf Army let the people drawn from the Eight Clans investigate. ”
King Yong had planned to purge the Xuanwolf Army, and he just took advantage of this opportunity to avoid his own truth. At the same time, you can also take the opportunity to strictly investigate those in the Xuan Wolf Army who do not obey orders.
"Really?" Murong Hai hesitated slightly, he obviously didn't believe in the regent who was actually in power, after all, the Xuanwolf Army was founded by him, and he couldn't see through the true intentions of His Royal Highness King Yong for a while.
"Really" King Yong nodded, put down the teacup in his hand, and added, "If this matter is related to the Xuanwolf Army, this king will never sit idly by, and will definitely give you an explanation." ”
"Don't say it so lightly, if you really find out the head of the Xuanwolf Army, I'm afraid King Yong will protect it." Zhang Jiuji, the dragon prince who was sitting at the bottom, was not afraid of big things when he saw the excitement, and he deliberately added fuel to the fire. Anyway, there was no Shenlong clan in the mission that was attacked in Beijing this time, and he was happy to see the Li royal clan fighting with other tribes.
Although Prince Long's mouth was relaxed, the tribal elders who were sitting in the eight tribes watching and the elders who were injured in the attack were all enraged, and they shouted together, asking King Yong to give a guarantee.
Only Du Pingye sat in the banquet with a calm expression, letting the rest of the people argue, he only cared about whether he could bring Yun Ruowu away from Dragon City safely. Before entering the main hall of Linze Palace, Du Pingye ordered Jian Shenyue and Jian Yu to follow Yun Ruowu's side, and specially explained that without his own orders, no one could take Yun Ruowu away.
"Quiet, quiet, elders, deacons." Li Feng got up suddenly, stood in the center of the hall and shouted loudly. After all, they were members of the Li clan's royal family, and they were all the people who had been taking care of the eight clans in Dragon City for many years, so the elders and deacons of the various clans present quieted down.
"Please give His Royal Highness King Yong a clear word, and we must also have a bottom in our hearts." Xie Baichuan hurriedly said that their Feihe tribe was originally the fiefdom tribe of the Li clan, and with the support of the Li clan's royal family, they were not afraid of King Yong.
"Rest assured, if anyone is found, this king will not show mercy." King Yong's eyes were like electricity, and he coldly swept over the people in the hall, and smashed the celadon teacup next to his right hand. He suddenly got up, looked at the people in the temple, and shook his robe, "If it is contrary to today's words, it will be like this." ”
Hearing that there was something strange in the hall, the eight tribal attachés and the Praetorian Guards in the courtyard outside the hall rushed in, only to see King Yongzheng staring at everyone with a cold face.
The "Your Highness" Praetorian Guard's right hand was tightly pressed on the saber at his waist, and his expression was closely watching every move in the temple, while the eight clan attachés on the side showed their blades one after another, and a conflict suddenly shrouded the sky above the Linze Hall like a storm.
"Yo," Yang Zhentian, who was supported by the two Praetorian Guards, slowly walked in from outside the hall, looking at the situation in the hall and was stunned, he hurriedly said, "What's the matter with you?" Don't hurry up and put away all your blades. ”
"It's none of your business here, get out!" King Yong waved his robe and scolded the Praetorian Guards at the entrance of the palace, and the Praetorian Guards in the corridor and courtyard outside the hall bowed their heads and retreated respectfully.
The elders and deacons of the Eight Clans glanced at the attachés behind them out of the corner of their eyes and motioned for them to stand down. A storm of rain melted into invisibility in Yang Zhentian's laughter, King Yong only needed one step, and the people of the eight tribes also needed a face, Yang Zhentian, as the supreme commander of the armor-breaking army, could not be more suitable.
"General Yang, you came too soon." King Yong squeezed out an embarrassed smile on his face, bowed down to lead the way, motioned for Yang Zhentian to sit beside him, and announced to the eight tribes that the Xuan Wolf Army and the Armor-Breaking Army within the Dynasty were in the same spirit.
At this moment, Yang Zhentian also had to be coerced by King Yong, after all, the safety of the dynasty was the most important, and the eight tribes could not see that there was disharmony between their two armies.
"General Yang, King Fang Cai Yong said to investigate the attack on the tribal envoy to Beijing. What do you think? Yang Zhentian's butt hadn't sat down yet, Xie Baichuan asked in a sullen voice. The Armor-Breaking Army and the Xuanwolf Army joined forces, even if the Kunwu Army in the north forcibly went south, they had to think twice, not to mention that it was a small tribe of Feihe, Xie Baichuan had to find ways to make them feel disgusted internally.
"Check, check, check." Yang Zhentian sat on the wooden couch, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said three words "check" in a row, and then arched his hand to the people of the eight tribes, and then asked, "I don't know what you plan to do?" ”
Although everyone was clamoring to investigate the Xuanwolf Army, after all, who should investigate and how to investigate, no one had a unified idea. Yang Zhentian beat the eight tribes with a Tai Chi and didn't know how to answer, and Du Pingye, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly, "Since I thoroughly investigated the Xuanwolf Army, if there is any suspicious person, I will be imprisoned and tortured immediately." ”
"Yes, yes, yes." The elders and deacons of the other tribes chimed in.
King Yong was simply angry, although he knew from Canglong's side that the attacks on the four tribes such as Feihe and Xihai were inseparable from the Vientiane tribe, but because there was no evidence, he had to let Du Pingye gather all the tribes to attack him.
"This..."Hearing the thorough investigation of the entire Xuanwolf Army, Yang Zhentian looked embarrassed, glanced back at King Yong, and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what do you think?" ”