"Your Majesty, there's news, there's news in Wancheng!" Manager Wang didn't care about etiquette, trotted in from outside the door, and said to Zhao Yi.

"Oh? Got news? How so? Speak quickly. Zhao Yizhi listened, picked up a cup of tea from the table, and handed it to Manager Wang.

Seeing this, Chief Manager Wang knelt down in a panic: "Your Majesty, Heavenly Grace..."

"Alright, don't be polite. Drink it and talk to me. Zhao Yizhi impatiently put the teacup back on the table and motioned for Manager Wang to get up and answer.

Manager Wang got up, ran to the table and took a sip of the teacup, and then said: "Your Majesty, this time the old slave took matters into his own hands and sent a hundred Yin Mengwei to get the news in Wucheng. The flood in the south of the Yangtze River is very big, Wancheng has no place to stand, the Wancheng County Order has already been reported, and the people have been evacuated to the surrounding towns, the loss of personnel is not large, but..."

"Just what? Are you still going to hide it? Zhao Yizhi looked at Wang Zhenliang and asked.

"The old slave doesn't dare, it's just... Li Taishi's general Kong Bao led hundreds of soldiers to indiscriminately kill the victims in Anhui City, and intercepted and killed two teams of Tianwei with a total of six people, so the situation in Anhui City could not be conveyed. ”

"What?" Zhao Yizhi's eyes widened, "Indiscriminate killing of disaster victims? And killed my six heavenly guards? What is he trying to do! ”

Not only that, when Yin Mengwei was about to arrive in Wucheng, he also commanded more than 100 soldiers to fight against Yin Mengwei. The two sides fought... His men are vulnerable. Fortunately, there were no casualties. Wang Zhenliang continued.

"What about others! What about the other person named the Peacock Leopard! "After coming to this world for a while, Zhao Yizhi was pampered all day long, but he was also a little emperorly, and he asked with a loud voice, which shocked Wang Zhenliang into a cold sweat.

"Kong Bao fought with a beggar in Wucheng, was captured by the beggar, Yin Mengwei has detained him, and is now on his way back to Beijing, and will probably arrive in Beijing tomorrow afternoon." Wang Zhenliang settled down and continued to reply.

"Was... Beggar captured? Zhao Yizhi was taken aback again. Then let's wait for them to come back, such a big thing, what does Taishi Li say? ”

"Back to the emperor, this news was sent back by Yin Mengwei's accompanying Mao Jiwei, and the old slave got the news as soon as possible, so he came to report to His Majesty. I'm afraid that Master Li still doesn't know," Wang Zhenliang replied with some pride.

"Then Taishi Li's goalkeeper took hundreds of soldiers to Wancheng to make such a big noise, can he not know? also asked Chen Yu and Chen Jing to whitewash the peace three times and twice, what is his intention! Zhao Yi said hatefully, and immediately hesitated. It's just that when they come back tomorrow, how should they decide, to be the imperial master..."

"Your Majesty, the old slave recommends one person, Zhou Ziru. The Zhou family has been the literary minister of the Qi Dynasty for generations, so why not use it now..."Wang Zhenliang said thoughtfully.

"Zhou Ziru? The Zhou family? "When Zhao Yizhi first came, he didn't know anything about this former brother, but now he has practiced for some time according to the method of cultivating the gods in "The Imperial God", and found that he can remember some fragments from time to time that he didn't have, which is obviously the former brother's. It seems that this "Imperial God" is still quite useful.

At this time, Zhao Yizhi frowned, struggling to find memories related to the Zhou family, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

Wang Zhenliang saw Zhao Yizhi thinking the side, and didn't dare to disturb, for a long time, Zhao Yizhi gave up, and said loudly: "Tell me about this Zhou family..."

Wang Zhenliang also did not sell Guanzi, and said bluntly: "I have a total of nine righteous brothers in my dynasty. The eight friends of life and death are divided into eight kings, guarding the Quartet. At that time, only the military advisor Zhou Yu was unwilling to be entitled, and once said, "If the Qi Dynasty is in trouble, the eight kings will be outside, and my Zhou family will be inside." Kill the Zhou family, and then die the Zhao family. Then the Zhou family has been the prime minister for generations, and the Zhou family is now named Zhou Ziru, and his father Zhou Lao Xiangguo once said that it is unbearable. If it is Zhou Xiang, I am afraid that the ancestors' words of 'dying the Zhou family and then dying the Zhao family' will be fulfilled in this son. So he didn't want his son to be the prime minister, and he almost wanted to be sent to the army, but he had to be stopped by the emperor. After the death of Old Xiangguo Zhou, this phase has been vacant, and His Majesty is now difficult to decide the matter of the Taishi, why not summon Zhou Ziru? ”

"Overwhelmed? As the saying goes, knowing the son is better than the father, if Zhou Ziru is really overwhelmed, what is the use of summoning? Zhao Yizhi asked rhetorically.

Wang Zhenliang lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, the Zhou family has been in Daqi for six hundred years, and there are mediocre people during this period, but they have never been in turmoil, and the Zhou family's loyalty can be seen from the sun and the moon. Your Majesty should think twice. ”

Zhao Yizhi saw that Wang Zhenliang admired him so much, and said: "Well, since it is a six-hundred-year-old Xiangguo, there should still be a heritage." It doesn't hurt to check it out. ”

"Your Majesty," Wang Zhenliang shook his hand, "Just summon it." ”

Zhao Yizhi said with a smile: "After all, it is the Xiangguo of the Great Apocalypse for six hundred years, and it doesn't hurt for me to go." I felt fresh at first, but after so many days, I was about to suffocate to death in this palace, and I was about to rust. ”

"New to the city? Rust? Wang Zhenliang was a little confused.

"You go and arrange it, and we'll go and visit this 'Zhou Xiangguo' early tomorrow morning. Don't make a big fuss, don't let anyone know. Zhao Yizhi instructed Wang Zhenliang.

Wang Zhenliang responded: "Yes, the old slave will arrange it." ”

In the early morning of the next day, a small sedan chair was lifted out of the palace, and the sedan chair drivers were hired from the market by the chief manager of the king, and no one in the palace was used, which was also the meaning of Zhao Yizhi. Although Mr. Wang did not understand what he meant, he still did it.

The small sedan chair walked across the Jinshui Bridge, turned two streets, and blended into the bustling morning market street, at this time Zhao Yizhi and his entourage were like a rich man to travel, except for the parties, no one knew where the sedan chair came from, where it was going, and what to do.

"Your Majesty, why is it so secretive? You are the king of a country, so, really—" The chief steward followed the sedan chair and whispered into the sedan chair, "and, if there is any danger...", the chief steward looked around the sedan chair, looking a little uneasy.

"You also said that Zhou Ziru, his father commented that he was unbearable, if he made a big move, but finally visited a fool, where did the royal face go? Besides, what danger can there be in this capital? Zhao Yizhi lifted the curtain and looked around with Manager Wang.

Coming to this world, this is the first time Zhao Yizhi has left the palace, if he travels with great fanfare, the people kneel on the side of the road respectfully, it is estimated that there is no difference from the TV series, at that time, how can he see the antique and authentic scenery of the ancient capital? But this reason can't be told to Mr. Wang, who knows if he left the palace and went out to have fun when his brother was extravagant before? I can't say that this is the first time I've gone out, I want to see the excitement.

Mr. Wang looked at the teenage true dragon son in the sedan chair, and now he is becoming more and more like an emperor. In the past, it was really a little ridiculous, and he also had to beat and scold himself as an old minister, but now he faintly has the appearance of the emperor, if he can really prosper and enlighten, he will have an explanation for the emperor under Jiuquan. Thinking of this, Manager Wang couldn't help but raise his sleeves and wipe away his tears.

When Zhao Yizhi saw Mr. Wang's appearance, he felt a little cold in his heart, how could he say that he would cry... That Chen Song Chen Taifu is, sometimes looking at himself, talking and talking about the first emperor, Daqi or something, crying, finally hiding for a few days, this Wang Guan started again. Zhao Yizhi seemed to have a feeling of seeing Xianglin's sister-in-law at this time... Unwilling to pay attention, Zhao Yizhi retracted the sedan chair, poked his head out from the other side, and continued to look out.

"Steamed buns, hot steamed buns, two for a penny! Smelly! ”

"Hey, you borrow light, borrow light, don't touch it, the swill is coming, avoid it!"

"I said, old Liu, do you have to pass in front of my bun stall every morning? How can I still do business after you have passed this! ”

"Yo yo yo, I forgot to forget, I'm really sorry, I'll change my path tomorrow."

An old man in front of the bun shop pushed a cart with two large wooden barrels on top of it, giving off a disgusting smell. A somewhat obese aunt crossed her waist and quarreled with this old man.

"Rock sugar gourd~ Delicious rock sugar gourd~ two pennies in a string, the syrup is sweet~"

"Give me a string"

"Come on, take it, don't drop it"

"Thanks, giving you the money... Hey, the money is gone."

A young man is holding a rock sugar gourd stick and shouting, a half-person tall child runs to buy a rock sugar gourd, and then the two of them are chasing money all over the street, which is really interesting.

Zhao Yizhi watched with relish, as a modern person, it was quite unusual to see these.

Suddenly, Zhao Yizhi faintly felt that some eyes were secretly looking at him, poking his head out and looking around, left and right, and there was nothing abnormal. The performers danced spears and knives, and played extremely hard in the midst of a round of applause; The sharpener carries the whetstone and the iron bucket and shouts to the guests; The fortune teller held a small stall, half-squinting, revealing a large area of the whites of his eyes, and he didn't know if he was really blind or where he was looking.

"Manager Wang," Zhao Yizhi shouted.

"What does Your Majesty command?" Wang Zhenliang hurriedly responded.

"How long does the Zhou Mansion last?" Zhao Yi asked.

Wang Zhenliang nodded hurriedly: "It's not far away, it's just two streets ahead, what's the matter with Your Majesty?" But do you want to send someone to report it first? ”

Zhao Yizhi shook his head and didn't say anything more, although the feeling of being secretly stared at lingered, but when he heard that there were at least four Chen Congwei in secret, he was relieved in his heart. He had seen Chen Congwei's kung fu, and if none of the four could guarantee his safety, then he really didn't know where the world was safe.

Zhao Yizhi's sedan chair passed by, and there were bursts of whispers behind him, which were inaudible in the noisy street market.

"Is it the sedan chair?"

"Can't be wrong, it's from the palace, when will you do it?"

"There are too many people now, it's hard to do it, let's keep an eye on it first."