Fortunately, he is proficient in the business of shaving and slapping horses, and he has many years of experience in this way, and he still made a good scolding word.

Wu Ye saw that Zheng Xun was about to speak, and coughed lightly.

Behind him, a thousand strong cavalry, the armor roared, the swords were all unsheathed, and the fierce murderous aura rushed straight to this group of defenseless ministers of Zheng Guo, first of all, Zheng Xun's belly full of exquisite sentences was forced back into the abdomen, and he turned around in the stomach, unable to find a way out, and finally slipped out quietly in the back of the body, "poof,,,

Writing a scolding word all night, it turned into a "".

Wu Ye rode his horse to Zheng Xun, leaned over and whispered, "Is there anything you want to say?" ”

Zheng Xun was trembling all over, his brain was like flour being poured with water, he couldn't function at all, he was sweating profusely, and his mouth opened and closed.

In the end, his legs were habitually bent, and he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Welcome to the palace of King Xinzheng." ”

The people behind Zheng Xun didn't react at all, how could Dr. Zheng Xun, who was still impassioned and an enemy of dung just now, suddenly kneel to meet the enemy.

The plot shouldn't be so straightforward, there is no room for a twist for everyone, and after a short period of confusion, everyone finally understands the profound truth that ginger is still old and spicy.

Hula knelt down, and his attitude was far more pious and enthusiastic than the soldiers who greeted Wu Ye outside the city gate.

The war horse, which has been silent and quiet, seems to be unable to stand his ass being slapped so naked and wildly at this moment, and he snorts unwillingly.

Wu Ye got off the horse, did not help Zheng Xun, and walked straight towards the steps of the palace, after he walked past all the kneeling ministers of Zheng Guo, he kept saying without stopping: "Zheng Guo no longer exists, in the future, this place will be called Wu Guo." ”

"Greetings to the Martial King." The crowd hurriedly changed their tunes.

Wu Ye touched his head with a headache.

After passing through the open and flat white jade square, the main hall of the palace of the prince of Zhengzhuang is in front of you, and there are no chamberlains and palace maids along the way.

Zheng Guo's ministers cowered and followed behind Tian Xi, Meng Yue and others, constantly looking at the newly arrived king from their backs, speculating about their future prospects in Zheng Guo.

Their former Wang Zheng Zhuang Gong was escorted by two soldiers at this moment, and he was also in this team.

He viciously glanced at the courtiers who had betrayed him, and the ministers who were seen by his resentful gaze were like being bitten by a poisonous snake, and froze in place, extremely embarrassed.

Zheng Zhuanggong's hands tied behind his back kept rubbing together, and he silently said in his heart: "It's soon, you won't dream of it." ”

Wu Ye seemed to feel something, and glanced back at Zheng Zhuanggong, who was slandered in his heart.

Zheng Zhuanggong was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head.

Everyone followed Wu Ye all the way to the main hall, and when they looked up, the throne representing the supreme power of Zheng Guo was on the high platform, quietly waiting for its new master to arrive.

Wu Ye stopped, looking at the palace hall and the throne on the high platform, and couldn't tell whether he was excited or pretending to be relaxed.

Zheng Zhuanggong shouted loudly from behind: "King Wu, please let me send you to the throne." ”

Wu Ye beckoned, and the soldiers escorted Zheng Zhuanggong in front of him.

Zheng Zhuang said flatteringly: "New king, there is no one more suitable to do this than me, so let me personally send you the throne." ”

Wu Ye's fingers flicked slightly, and all the ropes on Zheng Zhuanggong's body were broken.

Zheng Zhuanggong moved his reddened arm, bowed humbly, pointed to the passage on the right side of the high platform and said, "New king, please go this way." ”

Wu Ye watched Zheng Zhuanggong's courteous performance with interest, and had no intention of going up, and behind him, the ministers of Zheng Guo also gave up their dignity when they saw Zheng Zhuanggong, and began to curry favor with the new king, and joined in this hypocritical performance.

"New King, please take the throne." The pleading voices came and went, as if Wu Ye was not on the throne today, and this group of ministers of Zheng Guo would not be able to live.

The tears that were spilled on the main hall last night have disappeared along with the morning dew, and all that remains is naked truth.

Wu Ye looked back at Minister Zheng Guo, who was already kneeling on the ground, and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

Zheng Zhuanggong took advantage of Wu Ye's turn of his head, and suddenly stepped onto the high platform in a few steps, holding the throne with his hand, and finally succeeded.

Zheng Zhuanggong laughed out loud and said to Wu Ye: "Boy, do your dream of being the king of the day." With that, he pressed lightly on the throne, and the man disappeared out of thin air.

Wu Ye didn't catch Zheng Zhuanggong's breath, or Zheng Zhuanggong was no longer in the hall at the moment, what kind of means is this, Zheng Zhuanggong's martial arts are mediocre, and he barely gets involved with the low-grade masters, and the difficult martial arts such as void crossing and concealment and stealth are definitely not something he can perform. So how did Zheng Zhuanggong escape?

Wu Ye stepped onto the high platform in one step, standing in the place where Zheng Zhuanggong had just disappeared, and there was a trace of strange fluctuations still remaining here, not like the remnants of energy.

General Ji Xi hurriedly walked up to the high platform, stroked the palm of his hand on the armrest of the throne that Zheng Zhuanggong had touched, and found that there was a place that could be pressed, but when he pressed it again, nothing changed.

Ji Xi said thoughtfully: "Sure enough, there is such a thing." ”

Wu Ye looked at Ji Xi and asked, "General Ji knows about this organ?" ”

Ji Xi nodded, sighed and said, "This matter is a long story, Zheng Zhuanggong must still be in the palace, he can't escape far." ”

Wu Ye was not in a hurry, and said to the audience: "Seal the palace, search every corner, and live." ”

All the soldiers went into action. Outside the main hall, the horses' hooves roared and their footsteps hurried, scattering towards the surrounding of the palace.

Wu Ye didn't stay in the main hall, he didn't have much interest in this so-called throne, and he didn't care about the minister Zheng Guo kneeling in the main hall.

Because Wu Ye knew that they were kneeling not for themselves, nor for the new king who was kneeling, but for themselves who were kneeling, kneeling for the future glory and wealth.

"No one in the hall is allowed to leave." Wu Ye left a cold sentence before disappearing.

The ministers led by Zheng Xun hurriedly defended: "King Wu, we have nothing to do with this matter." ”

It's a pity that Wu Ye has already left, and he can't hear their noise.

"Ahh Zheng Zhuanggong fell from mid-air, he didn't care about the pain, he quickly got up and looked around, the houses in the palace were all about the same, and he didn't see where this was for the time being.

Zheng Zhuanggong seemed to hear noisy footsteps outside, and was so frightened that he hurriedly hid in the house. Pushing open the door, he saw an unexpected person: Panji.

The poor woman who was deceived by him into eating her own child and driving her crazy.

She held a pillow with a glazed gaze, muttered to herself, and gently shook her body as if she were sleeping with a child. Zheng Zhuanggong pushed the door in, and she also turned a blind eye.

Zheng Zhuanggong looked around for a place to hide, and the footsteps outside seemed to be closer, and he anxiously wandered around the house, and finally saw a heavy wooden wardrobe. He hurriedly opened the cabinet door and hid inside, and he didn't dare to breathe.