Da Zhou accompanies the capital. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The city gate was opened, hundreds of officials knelt to greet him, and a war was dissolved invisibly, which gave Wu Pheasant a lot of face.

Wu Ming vividly remembered the scene of that day, at this time, a few days after the army entered the city, he changed into a regular clothes and cruised on the heavenly streets, which was a different experience.

Although the imperial court is not defeated, even if it is accompanied by a little weather, the streets are crisscrossed, the ground is relatively clean and tidy, the shops on both sides are lined up one after another, and the hustle and bustle is even more lively than Dingzhou City.

At this time, the army of King Dingwang took over the city defense, and there was no big war, but because of the city fox and rat hiding, the law and order was still better than the past three points, and many people went to the street one after another, selling wine and buying meat, or measuring a few feet of cloth, making clothes, as if to vent the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the people have more spirit than the outside world, and life is also very good!"

In ancient times, there were great regional differences, and the people of the capital were one of the most privileged citizens in the whole world.

Wu Ming turned around a few times, then came to a restaurant and found a seat to sit.

"Three hundred years of the Great Zhou Monks, the Day of Righteous Death is today!"

At this time, in the side room, a heroic voice came, impassioned and angry, which made Wu Ming's ears move.

"That Dingwang Ji Si Chen, the king of the king is just a thief, this time the city is blatantly besieged, and even hundreds of officials have to kneel to greet him, and he is so mad!"

Through the door, a Confucian student can be vaguely seen, wearing a bun, showing his chest and arms, dressed as a madman, and drank a large bottle of spirits: "Now he has to be worshiped as the prime minister, and he is a hundred officials, and the prime minister is yin and yang, which is really bearable, which is unbearable!" ”

"Brother Tai is cautious, cautious!"

A few people next to him frowned and immediately went up to persuade them.

The Great Zhou Dynasty is three hundred years old, and when it comes to its demise, there are loyal ministers and filial sons.

It's like the day Wu Pheasant entered the city, there were a few old Confucians who stopped and died, and if they didn't do it, they would be killed on the spot.

But Wu Pheasant's luck has been achieved, and he is worthy of admiration, regardless of what Qianfu points out, he still does his own thing, but he doesn't embarrass those old fools much, and even pushes away the reward of canonization and Jiuxi.

Wu Ming naturally knew her intentions.

For the king, he values real profit and ignores fame.

Not to mention, her title of 'Dingwang' is still self-reliant, and then she is canonized by the imperial court, what will it be?

On the contrary, it was the position of prime minister, which the little emperor was unwilling to give, or Wu Pheasant coerced with a large army, so he had to reach an agreement.

After all, the prime minister is the head of a hundred officials, and he has the righteousness of assisting the Son of Heaven to rule the world, and if he is authoritative, he can even override the imperial power!

Wu Pheasant took a fancy to this position, so naturally this is also the case.

She didn't come here to make the Great Zhou Zhongxing, coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, it was just an excessive expediency, and later, she still had to take the path that he could replace.

"Childe!"

At this time, two plainclothes people next to him came up and asked in his ear like slaves: "How to deal with these crazy creatures?" ”

If Wu Ming nodded, they would immediately take down these people and make them targets, just to kill the atmosphere in the city.

"Calculate it at this time, and wait until the name is decided!"

Wu Ming waved his hand, his mentality is also very generous, anyway, now Wu Pheasant has not yet worshiped the prime minister, and after becoming the prime minister, he will then issue a general order, which is justified, and those who do not accept it can be directly punished by the law.

"No!"

These servants are all cronies, and some of the clever ones have already gone down to inquire with the shopkeeper Xiao Er, and got the names and origins of these Confucian scholars.

"Xiucai rebelled, and it didn't ...... in three years"

Wu Ming drank and ate, looking at the bustling streets, but thoughtful: "Overall, the situation is not bad, although some Confucian scholars have complaints, but they only stay at the level of complaints......

The people of the hundred schools are not fools, at this time, Wu Pheasant occupies the general trend, which one comes out, he will inevitably be killed and set an example, is it too boring?

All the way back to the palace.

This is Zhang Duan, Qi Chun several dedication, it is said that it was once the residence of a certain prince, covering an extremely wide area, the courtyard is deep, quite a royal style.

At this time, with the dense pro-soldiers, blocking the streets, patrolling back and forth, it is even more with a taste of heavenly majesty.

In the hall, Wu Pheasant had just met the guests, and there was a tiredness on his face: "When I came to the capital, I knew the situation of the imperial court, which was shocking, and there was no one who did not betray the country......"

She seemed to be smiling bitterly: "It's not that I stipulate that only those above the three grades have the right to ask for a view, and I can't say that the door will be blocked by cars and horses now!" ”

Wu Ming also smiled when he said this: "If you don't go to the imperial capital, don't you know the official child!" This is the core of the Great Zhou, and if you go down with a brick, you may hit a prince or nobleman, and the seven or eight grades are only considered to be small officials with sesame mung beans......"

"It's also ......"

Wu Pheasant turned his head and suddenly blessed Wu Ming: "The concubine hasn't congratulated her husband yet!" Zhang Duan has already told me just now that the saint is about to get married, and I want to have another sister! ”

"Oh, this......"

Wu Ming touched his nose, he heard that the princess who was going to marry was still today's sister, with the title of Duanrui, and her appearance was even more beautiful.

Of course, the most important thing is identity.

The imperial sister is only one aspect, secretly the original god, and even the reincarnation of the daughter of the emperor!

Speaking of this, except for Wu Ming, there are few people in the world who dare to take her in.

"What about a princess, she wants to be a concubine for her husband, I heard that the emperor was so angry that she vomited blood and fainted, but in the end, this woman knew the righteousness and persuaded the emperor herself."

Wu Pheasant's face seemed to be smiling, and it seemed to be a little jealous.

This is actually her handiwork, and she wants to use this incident to promote her means of taking the Son of Heaven as she wishes, but she is a woman after all, although she takes the initiative to take concubines for her husband, but when it comes to the end, the feeling in her heart is also a little strange.

This subtle emotion was immediately grasped by Wu Ming.

He chuckled lightly and stepped forward to pick up Wu Pheasant's bright and white chin: "This is thanks to Madame!" If it wasn't for borrowing the banner of his wife, how could the Son of Heaven be willing to marry his sister? How can you thank you as a husband? ”

As soon as he said this, Wu Pheasant's jade face suddenly turned crimson, and he took a sip.

After a few words of laughter, the two finally got down to business.

"At the great court meeting the day after tomorrow, the Son of Heaven will officially worship me as the prime minister, this matter cannot be changed, but after the throne, what does the husband think the concubine should do?"

Wu Pheasant looked at Wu Ming expectantly, only she knew that this husband was not only unfathomable in strength, but also had an accurate and extraordinary grasp of the general trend of the world.

Just like this time, he was originally still confronting the two feudal towns in Lingzhou, but when he showed interest and mentioned a few words, Ding Bao, Ma Meng and others immediately became clowns jumping off the beam, grasshoppers after the autumn, and now they have entered the capital and are about to take charge of the world!

"Madame already has a plan, so why bother to ask me?"

Wu Ming blinked: "Xuzhou is bitterly cold, presumably you already want to return home?" ”

"Exactly!"

Seeing that the plan that was just entrenched in his heart was seen through, Wu Pheasant also generously admitted: "Fortunately, my husband is not my enemy, otherwise Ejiao really doesn't know what to do." ”

"The matter of moving the capital needs to be cautious, but this is a place of four wars, and it is indeed not appropriate to stay for too long."

Wu Ming's jaw was bowed and approved of Wu Pheasant's idea.

Move the capital!

As soon as she became prime minister, the first thing she was going to do was to move the imperial court, not to mention Dingzhou, at least to Lingzhou.

After all, Xuzhou's new side is even only occupying a small half, and there are several forces eyeing it next to it, which is really not a suitable place.

If you retreat to the rear, you can effectively preserve your own strength.

What's more, through this relocation of the capital, it is also a complete overhaul of the court and hundreds of officials, so that they can only become puppets in their hands, and can no longer interfere in the slightest.

"The population can be suspended, but the emperor and the hundred officials of the court must leave immediately!"

When Wu Pheasant said this, his face was full of anger: "I have sent information from our side that since I entered Beijing, there have been frequent commotions among the princes in various places, and several big princes near Xuzhou have secretly joined forces, and they want to come to King Qin Shangluo as well!" ”

Obviously, after seeing Wu Pheasant playing like this, many princes couldn't help it.

They also have talents under their accounts, and they naturally know that they can't let Wu Pheasant control the court and put on righteousness, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Only strength, no name, a tyrant, a hegemon.

And there is no fame, no strength, and it is just a symbol, played with in the palm of the hand.

But when the two are combined, it is the turn of the princes of the world to be afraid.

Now Wu Pheasant is already the number one prince in the world, and they definitely don't want to see this woman grasp the righteousness again, and she can justifiably guide the country and slaughter the world.

"Hmm...... This matter is indeed a little worrying, but it's nothing, after you become the prime minister, you will directly send angels to various places to canonize the envoys and feudal officials! ”

Wu Ming smiled slightly and said directly.

"Those princes also have strength, but they don't have much reputation, and now they are recognized by the imperial court, they are naturally overjoyed, and most of them are afraid that they will directly agree, but in this way, they also recognize the authority of the imperial court in disguise, as well as your majesty."

"Not only that, only the name and the instrument, not dummies."

Wu Pheasant's eyes lit up: "If it is a little provoked when it is conferred, and let the feudal towns of the world attack each other, and the size is controlled, wouldn't it be a great opportunity for me to sit on it?" ”

She only thought about it slightly, and several strategies came up, either because of the convenience of the situation, or because of the situation, all of which were very sure that this anti-determination alliance would collapse, and she couldn't help but look at her husband with more admiration.

Wu Ming said something casually, but it was an endless aftertaste, which made her feel suddenly enlightened.

This kind of temperament and talent, with endless calculations, is like an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace to be found, even if Zeng Yu and other countrymen are afraid to be inferior.