In the midst of all the attention, Lord Wu, who was galloping on a horse, had an expressionless face, and his ordinary face was neither sad nor joyful. Before coming, he hesitated slightly, the authority of the Son of Heaven is getting heavier, and the heart of the whole army is being cut, and everyone knows that Zhou Yushi is just a sharp knife, but the hand holding the knife is far away in the deep palace of the Great Interior.

He still came, deep down, he did not agree with the strategy of the Wu government to keep the light and keep the obscurity, in the current situation, the Wu government's strong financial resources, the residual influence in the DPRK and the army are all obstacles that must be swept away today, this is not a brotherly struggle, it is a cruel political struggle.

The founding of the four **** has died two of them, the third generation of loyal kings failed to rebel, and the clan was wiped out; the second generation of the king was involved in a major case of rebellion, and died in the prison, and his descendants were reduced to commoners, and he was not allowed to be an official for generations. Only the king of Dongting asked himself to stay away from the Central Plains, avoid the southwest border, and led tens of thousands of dragons in Shu to ride freely among the poor mountains and bad waters.

There has been no accident in the Luding Mansion so far, largely because the image of the ancestor Wu Tiantian in the loyalty of the people in the government and the opposition is too deep-rooted, if there is an accident, I am afraid that the society will be turbulent.

However, boiling a frog in warm water, how long can it swim? Wu Yi, who comes from another world, has not the slightest loyalty to the king, and it is obvious that you are fighting to the death, and retreating is the enemy.

On the platform, the knife and axe hand had already raised the butcher's knife, and Wu Yilema shouted: "Keep people under the knife!"

Zhou Yushi said in his heart: "It's finally here!" subconsciously let out a long breath.

Subconsciously, he felt that this Young Master Wu was not so simple and could not see through. But today, he shouldn't come, his arrival will only hasten the decline of the Wu clan.

After removing this biggest tumor, the Yanxia Dynasty's unification of thousands of miles will gradually stabilize.

Zhou Yushi got up and paced to the front of the stage, stood with his hands in his hands, and asked condescendingly: "Lord Wu, why are you disturbing the Dharma field for no reason?"

Wu Yi stroked his windswept hair, "The third paragraph of Article 15 of Yanxia Military Law stipulates that officers above the brigade commander level must be informed of the highest administrator of the station, but this official has not received any notice, and the trial result of the case is invalid, and it must be overturned and retried!"

"The case has been concluded, and the then supreme governor of Yumen has been informed, and Lord Wu Fenglei has been informed. "Zhou Yushi is confident.

"Brigade Marshal Pan is a senior officer registered by the General Department of the Ministry of War, and he must be submitted to the Ministry of War for approval before he can be convicted!" Wu Yi only asks for a temporary rescue, not to make a decision, and then to think about it in the long run, as the last political asset of the Wu family that can be borrowed, the military spirit of the iron-blooded army must not be dispersed!

Through the Ear and Eye Tips, he also learned that the four officers who committed the crime were all loyal and brave men, and the Xiuzi Battalion was a meritorious and death-daring stormtrooper. Under the attention of tens of thousands of soldiers, saving such loyal and brave men who have been loyal to the Wu family for generations is to preserve the military soul for the iron-blooded army.

"This is the appointment of the Ministry of War, the decree issued by the Chinese book, the brigade commander and below the officer, this officer can act cheaply, you take a good look!" A piece of official paper flew down from the high platform.

Step by step, Zhou Yushi is very well prepared, step by step.

"Fake, you forged official documents!" Wu Yi began to mess around, and in the corner of his eyes, the impatience of the soldiers behind him gave him some courage to come to Hu.

"Strong words! The hour has come, sword and axe hands! Prepare for execution!" Zhou Yushi was not prepared to continue to fight such a meaningless verbal battle.

Seeing the knife and axe hand raise the bright and dangling ghost head knife, the four generals of the high platform hung their heads and necks to be killed, Wu Yi's blood surged, pulled the horse sideways, raised his arm and pointed obliquely at the high platform, "Iron-blooded soldiers! Zhou Zhongxiang forged official documents, went to the scene privately, brutalized Zhongliang, rushed up with me, and tied up!"

As soon as the words fell, a square team closest to the Dianjiangtai cheered and rushed to the high platform, and pressed Zhou Yushi and his entourage to the ground in three times and five to two.

The old general Huang, who was hobbling around, turned around and saw Wu Yi riding west alone, breaking into the high platform alone, fighting with the Confucians, and leading the crowd to rob prisoners, and he was already in tears in a trance. The faint old eyes vaguely saw the figure of an invincible general who was always charging forward in the smoke of war, "Is that you? Old prince, have you come back to see us?" The old man who had reached the age of the sixtieth birthday was like a hairy young man, and he fell to the ground and cried.

Zhou Yushi, who was tied like a zongzi, still looked calm, looking at Wu Yi who walked into the high platform proudly, and a few words popped out between his teeth, "It depends on how you end?" Wu Yi returned with a victor's smile, "The big play has just started, why should it end?"

When he was a child, every winter and summer vacation, Wu Yi (Yang Jianguo) would go to his aunt's house in the countryside to play, dig birds' nests, pick yellow eels, and net silver fish, which carried the laughter and memories of his childhood.

My aunt is a devout Buddhist, and every year she travels thousands of miles to Mulan Mountain to offer incense to the Bodhisattva, and the deepest impression is her sentence on her lips, everything has a cause and an effect. My aunt has been dead for a long time, but this sentence is firmly in his heart.

Wearing a different world, not going to the next door to make soy sauce, not eating melons. Since he has devoted himself to the five sons of the Wu family, he has to take over all his grievances.

The king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, everyone thinks that the Wu family is declining, and the best outcome is to hand over all the power and be a rich and idle family. However, the biggest variable is that the souls in the bodies of the five sons of the Wu family no longer belong to this world, and in another world, the so-called monarch and minister, father and son, have long been swept into the garbage heap of history.

The only thing that needs to be tempered is the fragile little liver of otaku.

When he returned to the city lord's mansion, Wu Yi's legs were still trembling, and the mountains and tsunamis inside and outside the school field were still haunting his ears.

The scanner that strangely burrowed into his brain during the ambush in the valley has not moved anything in these days, neither allowing him to transform into a Super Saiyan to kill all sides, nor incarnating into a light brain, knowing everything.

It's just a little bit sharper in perception, that's all.

He's a little disappointed, what about my golden finger?

And Zhou Heimian is bigger than whose backstage, there is no doubt that he will be defeated, one is the descendant of the prince of the old gas, the prince of the Hou Mansion, and the other is the Qingliu of the current dynasty, and there is the Ninety-Five Supreme standing behind him.

If Blackface Zhou has bought off a few powerful generals in the past two years... If the soldiers of the Iron Army are afraid of the power of heaven, they will be killed... If Zhou Hei faces with a large group of guards, all of them are extraordinary, throwing a cup as a number... Too many hypothetical results will put you in prison and implicate the Wu family.

Zhou Hei face, a lot of good cards won't be used!