Chapter 4: I, Zhao Zheng, Tyrant!
While the doctors were arguing, the middle door of the Qiankun Hall opened with a tooth-squeaking sound.
The middle gate is huge.
Ordinary is not open.
Zhao Zheng stood alone in front of the door.
Zhao Zheng's body was bathed in sunshine, and as soon as the middle door opened, a large amount of sunlight sprinkled on him, and at this moment, he looked very sacred.
"I am the emperor, do I need your approval?"
"It's ridiculous."
Zhao Zheng sneered and spoke.
The Qiankun Hall fell silent in an instant.
The old eunuch was a little anxious on the side: "Your Majesty ......"
Zhao Zheng is too crazy.
Talking like this is very offensive.
The emperor is not so easy to be, although the emperor is the ultimate decision-maker and the head of the behemoth of the Great Yan Dynasty, but in fact, the emperor's energy is limited, and many things have to rely on those "meritorious officials" in the temple.
At first, it was like this, but with the passage of time, the people sitting on the throne continued to change, and after continuous development and growth, Dr. Wenchen has formed all kinds of nepotism, forming one small group after another, and becoming the existence of the emperor who can restrain the emperor in various things.
This led to the continuous emphasis on literature and light on military force in the Great Yan Dynasty, with more and more civil ministers, higher and higher status, and more and more military attachΓ©s and generals.
Zhao Zheng's smooth ascension to the throne and future management all depend on these people, seeing that Zhao Zheng offended countless Wenchen doctors as soon as he opened his mouth, the old eunuch was anxious and afraid of causing other troubles.
Zhao Zheng glanced at the old eunuch, and the old eunuch on the road next to him had to shut up.
If the person who enters this Qiankun Hall today is replaced by Zhao Qian, perhaps this Zhao Lao Liu, in order to successfully ascend the throne and do things well in the future, will pay attention to those civil servants and doctors, not only respectfully, but also open the treasury, and reward them wantonly to appease people's hearts.
However, Zhao Zheng is different.
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ZHAO Zheng,
O tyrant!
Or a tyrant with a system!
Standing at the door, looking at the bright red luck numbers above the heads of a large hall of people, Zhao Zheng's saliva was about to fall.
It is worth mentioning that the generals have more luck on their heads except for the first few heads, and the others are not very valuable! Ahh
The civil servants are different.
Bright red.
The silence lasted for less than a breath, and the hall was in turmoil.
The old masters' eyes were as big as copper bells, blowing their beards and staring, and there were many people laughing, stomping their feet, hunchbacking, and patting their thighs with laughter, as if they had heard too funny jokes, and the previous silence was not shocked by Zhao Zheng, but felt that Zhao Zheng was a fool, and they were stunned.
"Hahaha."
Zhenguo Gong Yang Wei also smiled.
Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, should I praise you or say you, you are really going to kill yourself!
The most difficult thing for Da Yan is not the swords of the warriors, but the mouths of those old masters who are smelly and harder than the stones in the thatched house.
Zhao Zheng glanced back at Yang Wei, "Zhen Guogong, are you so happy?" β
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Zhenguo Gong Yang Wei didn't hide it too much, he was not afraid of Zhao Zheng.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a powerful Mai warrior, he would have attacked Zhao Zheng, and now, he felt that it would be impossible for Zhao Zheng to offend almost the entire temple doctor Wenchen to ascend the throne smoothly, and he was even more afraid of Zhao Zheng.
Outside the Qiankun Palace, there are still 30,000 of his dragon and tiger army!
Zhao Zheng looked at the young man in Mai: "Palm mouth." β
The young man in Mai slapped Yang Wei in the void.
"Smack!"
The sound is crisp and loud.
Yang Wei flew upside down for twenty meters, and finally hit several soldiers before stopping and falling to the ground.
This slap sounded like thunder in peace, causing the eyes of the people inside and outside the Qiankun Hall to widen again.
What kind of master is this!
Unexpectedly, he dared to make his subordinates hit the face of Yang Wei, the prince of Zhenguo, who held heavy troops!
The old eunuch was so frightened that he wiped a cold sweat.
In the past, his master was also quite a tiger, but today, he is an extraordinarily tiger! He was a little afraid to admit it.
After Yang Wei got up from the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood and a few teeth, and he looked at Zhao Zheng angrily: "Zhao Zheng! β
Bunny, how dare you ask someone to beat me?
Yang Wei was a little incredulous.
Zhao Zheng calmly looked at Yang Wei who had a mouthful of blood, he buckled his nose and threw the tip of his finger and popped out his nose: "Yang Wei, old man, if you want to rebel too, it's too late now, I'll clean up and you will go in again." β
"Array!"
Song Jingxian, the young general who stabbed Zhao Gan, yelled.
"Stomp Step!"
A large array composed of soldiers such as the Forbidden Army, the Imperial Forest Army, the Golden Guard, and the Armor Guards quickly formed amid the sound of footsteps, unanimously targeting the Dragon and Tiger Army on the outer side.
Although these people add up to only 5,000 people, compared to the 30,000 Dragon and Tiger Army in front of the Qiankun Palace, the morale of Zhao Zheng's side is at its peak, every soldier is full of fighting spirit, and many people's eyes are full of murderous energy.
They want to defend the new emperor, give a heavy reward, and the new emperor with heavy armor!
What Yang Wei didn't expect was that Zhao Zheng directly picked on the matter, and there were more people who were yin and yin, but Zhao Zheng treated him condescendingly as if he was a winner.
Yang Wei once again felt the strong aura on Zhao Zheng's body, which overwhelmed him.
Lunatic!
Exercise!
In front of the Qiankun Palace, Yang Wei didn't dare to make a mistake, most of the martial artists of the Great Yan Dynasty were cultivating in this hall, don't say that there are hundreds of generals in it, in this case, it is equivalent to giving the head of the Lord of Yama as a toilet, not but also death.
In the end, Yang Wei, the prince of Zhenguo, knelt on the ground with his eyelids jumping: "Minister, don't dare." β
The people in the Qiankun Hall were shocked again.
Especially the generals, they are all very excited.
They all know that even when the first emperor was alive, he also had to be respectful to the prince of Zhenguo, and the strength of the prince of Zhenguo had already surpassed that of some princes who had been divided, with 100,000 dragon and tiger troops, and they were arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and they dared to bring 30,000 dragon and tiger troops into the imperial palace when the first emperor was critically ill, and I am afraid that he also had a plot against the position of the ninety-five supreme.
And now, in front of the 30,000 Dragon and Tiger Army, Zhao Zheng, who has not yet officially become an emperor, can make him kneel down, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake with a mouthful of blood.
What surprised those generals even more was that Zhao Zheng was able to gain so much military heart in a short period of time, so that several parties could cooperate, and their morale could be so boosted! None of them can do that.
Makes your mouth dirty.
Sooner or later it will kill you.
After pressing Yang Wei, Zhao Zheng turned around and brushed his sleeves into the hall: "Song Jingxian, enter the hall with the middle gate." β
"Huh?"
The teenager Song Jingxian was stunned.
"What? Cannot! Absolutely not, this is not in line with the etiquette system, only the emperor can enter the middle gate! β
"Zhao Zheng, you haven't been recognized by us yet! You haven't officially become the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty yet! β
"Absurd! Absurd! Zhao Zheng, do you understand the palace rules? β
"Except for my Emperor Dayan, those who dare to step on the middle gate and enter the Qiankun Hall will be punished by the Ten Clans!"
The Wenchen doctors collectively fried the pot.
Many people jumped more than half a meter high, accusing and insulting, overwhelming.
At this time, many of the worshipping martial artists who were cultivating also opened their eyes and looked lively.
This new emperor seems to be very unusual.
Retarded!
Ge Feng, who came back a few steps earlier, looked at the current chaos, and he smiled.
Zhao Zheng didn't agree to his request to use him, he felt very shameless, and he was very happy to see Zhao Zheng deflated.
In the chaotic voice, Zhao Zheng strode into the Qiankun Hall without half a minute of hesitation.
The pressure was given to Song Jingxian.