Chapter 195: Dying Old Man

With a population of more than one million, the city wall is more than 30 miles from north to south, and it is scattered, it seems that King Ping has thought of the scale of the million-dollar metropolis of Luoyi when he moved eastward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Or by the river, or along the mountain range, surrounded by blue-black city walls, like giants lying on the ground, revealing a deep gaze.

Therefore, when I think of the Xingdu City in Donghu, I copy it inside and out, but it lacks a piece of historical accumulation and shortens the spirit of inheritance.

"Towering into a week!"

Zhao Zheng stood on a hill in the city and couldn't help but admire.

"Ahh

A mouse ran into the whole sheep feast, bird droppings fell into the seafood soup, and the good interest was all destroyed.

Wei Huo touched the hilt of the knife again, and Zhao Zheng lowered his head for the first time to look at the "culprit" who ruined his interest. A fat man who was so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary, it was said that he was the lowest-level spy of Diewei before, and he was arranged in a village deep in the Qinling Mountains, so that he always shrugged his shoulders like a mountain man.

"Black Shield"

The name of this fat man is called Shunzui, but Zhao Zheng feels that it is not appropriate, and it is more appropriate to replace the "shield" with "dun".

"Little one, what do you command, my lord?"

He seemed to be very afraid of Zhao Zheng, probably worried that Zhao Zheng would be angry because he had kidnapped Zhao Yuan, and he would always raise his head every once in a while to see if there was a knife around his neck.

Zhao Zheng picked up a booklet and flipped through it twice, still like just now, densely filled with names and identities. This is the "explanation" sent by Zheng Sleeve's order to the black shield, and in general, it is still with Zhao Zhengyi, but Zhao Zheng doesn't quite understand the meaning of doing this.

"This morning, Luoyang Ling asked me if I had gone out for a walk last night, and I learned that Lu Hou's family in Luoyi, one hundred and forty-seven people, and their souls returned to Huangquan."

After so many deaths, Zhao Zheng felt a little guilty in his heart. The dispute in Lu's City was completely to test the truth of Cheng Zhou, and it turned out that this "behemoth" only had one name left. If you don't feel good to your family, there's no need to be so resolute.

Black Shield thought that this matter was done just right, and the reason why it was mentioned was because it was on point, and he smiled as if he was invited: "In an hour and a half, the head of the subordinate leader killed from the front hall to the backyard, inside and out, three in and three out, and the knife was curled." ”

He gushed about "introducing" last night's brave deeds, but he didn't notice that Zhao Zheng's face was becoming more and more impatient, especially when he heard that this fat man treated female family members with special treatment, he was furious.

"Dragged out, chopped and fed to the dogs."

Hei Dunwu didn't know what he wanted, thinking that Zhao Zheng was introducing some new means, and happily answered: "The lord is right, the next time I meet such a cunning and hard-mouthed mother-in-law, my subordinates will chop her up and feed her to the dogs, and see if her mouth is still hard, and it took a lot of effort to find gold." ”

Suddenly I found that I was being framed, and realized that the words were spoken to myself.

"Spare my life, spare my life, I have made meritorious service, I have shed blood, I am a meritorious hero,...... I found a list. ”

"Slow"

The list found by Luhou Mansion, what would need a list?

Zhao Zheng waved his hand, the black shield collapsed on the ground, took two breaths to calm down, climbed to Zhao Zheng's feet, and hurriedly said: "The matter is urgent, the subordinates did not bring the list back, but it was firmly remembered by the subordinates." ”

"Oh, you're doing a good job, you're being transferred to the Guards team, and it's too late to think about the list."

The clothes were wrinkled, but the shoes were unusually clean, the hair was crooked, there were a lot of ornaments that should be worn, and there were awkward figure-eight steps. This is a standard dick.,After soaring into the sky, I tried my best to hide my rudeness in the past.,But I don't think that the more I cover up, the more mistakes I make.。

The words of such people are at most three points credible. The list must still be in his hands, and as for why he didn't hand it in, it involves Zheng Sleeve's ability to control.

Zhao Zheng squatted down, smiled at him and said, "The person who ordered you to bring my son to Luoyi, is it Zheng Sleeve or Ji Zhan?" ”

"Gluck"

The black shield blinked twice in a daze, kowtowed to the ground without fear of pain, his brain was blurred, and his mouth was shouting, "Subordinates should die."

"Plop"

The blood had already dispersed, and the black shield was crooked and passed out on one side.

"This is a smart man", Zhao Zheng said to Wei Huo after the man carried the black shield away.

The Son of Heaven was ordered by the heavens, and the princes established the state, and they had to come to worship at least once a year in spring and autumn to report to the Son of Heaven.

A hundred years after moving eastward, the worship system existed in name only, and only a few vassal states such as Zheng and Wei worshipped in the spring and autumn as usual.

At present, in the late spring and early summer, the princes who have traveled far away have just been able to come, and of course the lazy princes who have just arrived now.

Gray hair, grease and powder on the face, and even lipstick on the corners of the mouth. Some people say that Zheng Gong is crazy and addicted to illusions and can't extricate himself, and some people say that Zheng Gong is just using Youling to cover up his memories of being humiliated.

Luoyi's road turned out to be very narrow, and Zheng Po, who was obsessed with eating and waiting for death, thought that he would never uncover the scars again in this life, but he ran into Zhao Zheng who had scratched the scars.

In front of the Taiji Palace, Zhao Zheng was wearing a dark dragon pattern crown robe, imitating the style of a military coat, three inches from the ground, just revealing shiny leather shoes.

"Gong Zheng, don't come unharmed, right?"

Zhao Zheng smiled and saluted, Zheng Po's eyes dodged, he wiped half an inch of makeup, and still did not hide the panic in his heart, stammered and returned the salute, and subconsciously lowered his head.

"Two, the Son of Heaven and the Great Dynasty, a hundred officials greet you, don't lose your identity and say something that you don't like."

Wei Gong smiled and said in a normal chatting tone. Although it is said that it is "two", everyone understands that it is said to Zhao Zheng alone. This former Gushan Jun is quite good in terms of speech and demeanor, especially likes to say things that are not pleasant.

Qi Guotai Tiandan's birthday banquet forced away the supporters of the king of Qi; The Songhai Confucian Debate Ceremony was so angry that Xun Fuzi even saluted, and the debate ceremony was suspended.

Wei Gong is the secretary of Taichang Temple, in charge of diplomatic etiquette, and because of his son Wei Dingshi and Zhao Zheng, he should have become a ceremonial official.

The bell rang three times, and the head of the small yellow door shouted, "Xuan Qin Prince Zheng, Zheng Gong, go to the palace to see you."

Zheng Po is the monarch of a country, but he is ranked after Zhao Zheng, the heir, and the so-called etiquette system can be seen.

"Please"

Wei Gongyi stretched out his hand, took half a step forward, and led Zhao Zheng and Zheng Po onto the steps. Gradually, a five-zhang high hall appeared in front of me.

"Prince Qin and Gong Zheng will meet you."

As Wei Gong's voice fell, Zheng Po took the first step and stepped over the steps, but because of nervousness, he fell to the ground.

"Hahaha~~"

Seeing this, Baiguan pointed at him and laughed.

Zheng Po was so ashamed that he had to hide his face and cry. At this time, he found that someone was pulling him, and it turned out to be Zhao Zheng.

"The ministers of the feudal states dare to ask, and they laugh at people when they see that they are in danger, is it Zhou Lihu?"

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Wei Gong frowned and whispered: "Nephew, didn't the old man tell you to pay attention to your words and deeds, look at it now, you have offended the whole house of civil and military affairs." ”

did not shout the blunt "prince Zheng", but used his nephew, which shows that Wei Gong's heart is biased towards Zhao Zheng, and there is always one of his own people in the hall.

As for offending people, Gushanjun is out of the horse, and he must not offend one or two, how can he be called Gushanjun.

Ji Yan squinted, barely seeing Zhao Zheng at the entrance of the hall, vaguely like the man sitting on the throne of the Son of Heaven forty years ago.

"Ahem~, since the prince talked about Zhou Li, why didn't he kneel when he saw the widow?"

That man is dead, and now he is the Son of Heaven. Ji Yan clenched his hands and said in a deep voice, with the majesty of the Son of Heaven for thirty-eight years in his words, all the officials in the hall bowed their heads one after another.

Zhao Zheng also felt a big mountain attacking in his heart, but he was about to raise his head and laughed: "Da Zhou Tianzi is also a dying old man. ”