The head of the Zheng family stood up, looked around and said, "Now that the Yang family and the Fu family have been removed, Fan Ju's minions have also been cut off. ”

"The entire situation in Dajin is already in the palm of my Zheng family!"

"It's just that after all, it's the last step away from that position."

"My Zheng family has been a family of poetry and books since ancient times, and its reputation is well-known."

"The courtiers of the Zheng family are also well-known loyal ministers and good men."

"Therefore, there are some things that the family is inconvenient to do."

"Do you understand?"

Hearing this, the clan elders immediately understood, and Zheng Wu and the other young people thought for a while and gradually understood.

From this point of view, Fan Guangming can't be killed for the time being!

In the crowd, the young man in brocade thought so.

He is the eldest son of the head of the Zheng family, Zheng Longtu.

It stands to reason that with the current age of the head of the Zheng family, even if he really sits in that position, he is afraid that he will not be able to sit for many years.

In the end, it will be passed on to him in both reason and reason.

So, before it was done, he had already received many clan elders to take refuge.

Now it has become a certain climate.

But even so, he was still obsessed with killing Fan Guangming.

The other party is just reckless, and he can do it completely with the help of his Zheng family's momentum, and he really can't make himself the king of the day?

Dare to look at no one again and again!

But now that the situation is compelling, he can't say much.

In the future, when the time comes, I will definitely make this Fan Guangming unable to survive and die!

……

In the early morning of the next day, at the east gate of the capital city.

The head of the Zheng family bowed slightly, looked at Fan Guangming who was riding a tall horse, and said in a sincere voice: "Zheng bows to welcome Fan Dashuai into the city." ”

These rebel leaders usually give themselves the title of marshal, and they can sound a little face, and Fan Guangming is no exception.

It's just that at this time, Fan Guangming stared at Zheng Bow, who bowed slightly, his expression was as usual, and he was not shocked, but his heart was already turbulent.

In fact, he is not much different from other rebel leaders, but he is a little more astute. He was born as a groom's son, and his observation of words and colors is even more unique.

The reason why it was able to succeed was indeed due to the funding of the Zheng family.

A few days ago, outside the city, they were beaten by the last garrison of the Jin capital city, and they were defeated and retreated, and they were miserable.

Therefore, he wrote to the Zheng family, hoping that the Zheng family could help.

But it turned out to be ...... There was no news for several days.

Now, without prior notice, he claimed to have solved all the troubles, and directly opened the city gates to welcome them into the city.

That's really ...... It made him feel uneasy.

But now, it has come to this point, and there is only one dog emperor's head left from that position, how can he retreat?

So after Fan Guangming hesitated again and again, he finally walked in the direction of the city gate.

When he arrived in front of Zheng Gong, he turned over and dismounted, held Zheng Gong's hand and said: "The old master Zheng has worked hard, it is a trivial matter, just tell the young and strong in the clan, why come in person?" ”

"At the age of the old master, it is better to live at home."

"If you come out rashly, if you feel the cold, it will not be good."

As soon as these words came out, the Zheng family around them couldn't help but be furious.

This Fan Guangming is the son of a horseman, and the inferior person among the inferior people is just a puppet supported by their Zheng family.

It is really unbearable to dare to talk to the old master like this, and the words are quite threatening.

However, Zheng Gong looked as usual, and even buried his body lower, and said: "What Fan Dashuai said is that Xiao Lao'er doesn't like to work weekdays. ”

"It's just that today is the day when the big man enters the city, and the stakes are very high, and the little old man doesn't dare to slack off."

Hearing this, Fan Guangming couldn't help frowning slightly.

Obviously, the other party's reaction exceeded his expectations.

Not only did he not get angry, but he lowered his posture.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

That's it, when you enter the city and kill the dog emperor, any conspiracy and calculation will automatically surface.

What's more, I'm not unsure!

Fan Guangming clenched his fists, turned over his horse again, and headed towards the city gate.

Zheng Gong, who stayed in place, narrowed his eyes slightly, if he guessed correctly, the martial arts momentum that Fan Guangming's body leaked intentionally or unintentionally seemed to be approaching the realm of the grandmaster.

At most, it's just a little bit worse.

I didn't think that the son of a groom, on the occasion of this stormy meeting, could really rise up and become a bit of a climate.

With such strength, Zheng Wu is probably not an opponent.

In this case, we have to think of something else.

Thinking of this, Zheng Gong's eyelids drooped again, and his complexion became calm again, and the ancient well was unwavering.

……

Zhou Xing sat on the dragon chair, looking a little anxious, and kept looking up, as if he was waiting for something.

It's just that at this time, he was disheveled, his face was haggard, and he had completely lost the slightest imperial posture.

After a short time, Fan Guangming walked in from the main entrance of the main hall with a group of followers.

This group of people are all reckless, armed with knives and guns, and they look extremely vicious.

Seeing that it was Fan Guangming who was waiting for him instead of the messenger, Zhou Xing couldn't help but collapse on the dragon chair weakly, as if the whole person's spirit had been drained away.

From Dajin to Shanhaiguan, it is not close to say that it is not close, but it is not far away.

Why has he sent messengers for so long, but he still hasn't received a reply from Changping?

Isn't there something wrong on the way?

But now he obviously can't wait.

From today onwards, the splendid mountains and rivers of the Great Jin Dynasty, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, will completely change hands.

In a trance, Zhou Xing remembered many wrong things he had done.

even remembered his father and seventh brother who died in his hands, and for a while, he couldn't help but have a sour nose.

In an instant, two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

Seeing this, Fan Guangming's subordinates immediately spoke sarcastically and said, "The dignified emperor, could it be that our brothers were scared and cried. ”

However, Zhou Xing didn't pay attention to him, but was sad.

He thought that he would definitely be able to do better than his father and Changping when he ascended the throne, and create a new prosperous era for the people of the Great Jin Dynasty.

However, to this day, reality has given him a big mouth.

All kinds of blows have made this former ruthless emperor emaciated to the extreme.

It's just that, even so, the emperor should have the appearance of an emperor.

Even if it is the end of the road, it is not a reckless and humiliating one.

A trace of ruthlessness appeared in Zhou Xing's eyes, and then a flush suddenly appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Fan Guangming seemed to have guessed something, and immediately shouted: "Stop him!" ”

When a group of subordinates heard this, they immediately stepped forward, but after all, they were a step too slow.

Zhou Xing, the emperor who had just succeeded him for only a few months, bit his tongue and committed suicide on the spot in the grand hall of the Great Jin Palace!

At this point, the world of Dajin has been chaotic to the extreme!