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The second thousand one hundred and ninety-two chapters again take the destiny to talk about things?

On the way back, Wu Zheng still couldn't figure it out.

My father's reaction was abnormal and it was not consistent with his own guesses.

Before coming, Wu Zheng speculated that his father might have said one thing and did another, and he also wanted to uphold the family motto and swear allegiance to the descendants of Huizong.

But according to the father's conversation, the father was so nervous about Zhu Chenyu's safety, obviously it was not just as loyal to the descendants of Huizong.

My father must have something to hide from him, but Wu Zheng couldn't even think about it.

"Do you know something?"

Wu Zheng turned his face and stared at Song Andao.

Song An was so scared that he jumped off his horse and knelt on the side of the road, "I swear that there is nothing to hide from the young master!"

"Get up." Wu Zheng frowned, "I just asked casually, don't be as shocked as a quail!"

Song An responded, "I see that the master's reaction... it seems that there is something unusual."

"You can see it too?"

Song An nodded, "Since the young master has followed the lady... After the lady ascended the throne, the master has also been to the capital for a while... Could it be...what has there been any promises or transactions during this period?"

"Promise or deal?" Wu Zheng frowned, "What promise or deal can the two of them have?"

Song An hesitated for a moment, "Does the master want to be...the emperor?"

With a "bang", Wu Zheng turned his neck hard, "What do you think, which dynasty and which dynasty have a different surname as the Supreme Emperor?"

Song An said bitterly: "...Or, even the master is determined to support the lady."

"According to what you said, my biological son is not as good as an adopted daughter?" Wu Zheng shouted angrily.

But in my heart, I was playing drums.

In fact, Song An's words have a profound meaning, but Song An didn't explain them clearly.

Song An mean is that Wu Bochang is likely to have reached some kind of tacit understanding or exchange of interests with Zhu Chenyu before and after entering the capital. Otherwise, Wu Bochang would not have heard of Wu Boyan, and Pang Tianshou might have launched a coup, and he was so nervous and anxious.

Wu Zheng did not continue to ask questions, but turned his head over, "After going back... contact Jianyangwei and try to ask Jianyangwei to return to Beijing!"

"Yes." Song An wanted to speak but stopped and responded.

....

Money can make the devil push the mill.

Whether it is an army or a yamen.

Money is undoubtedly the most important point of banning orders, no matter what.

What kind of righteousness and loyalty are really nothing in front of money.

Maintaining the independence of an army and a yamen is the most important thing to do is financial independence.

As the saying goes, take money from others and eliminate disasters.

Therefore, at this time, the Ministry of Revenue became the most influential yamen in the entire Jianxing Dynasty.

For nothing else, I just want to be obsessed with dancing with my long sleeves. I can raise money to pay my salary for the capital officials for three months when the court cannot pay his salary for half a year.

With this point, Mo Zunnian is enough to become a wise minister, capable minister, and deceased minister who is praised by all eunuchs, Qingliu, and even the royal family!

There are almost anyone who has already rumored that Mo Xiang is likely to become another powerful minister with real power after the Jianxing Dynasty!

Of course, Mo Zhinian's powerful minister was much more popular than the King of Wu, and the reason was very simple. Mo Zhinian was giving away money, while Wu Zhinian was robbing them of money!

Perhaps, this is also the reason why everyone did not "favor" King Wu from the beginning.

Who told the King of Wu to yell the slogan "rob the rich and help the poor" and put it into practice since he recovered Hangzhou!

There were traffic in front of the Mo Mansion.

The central hall of the Mo Mansion is full of high-ranking guests.

Everyone was excited, and the most common thing in their conversation was Liao Zhongping leading the army to fight against rebellion.

Even if anyone without military knowledge understands that losing the Hangzhou Prefecture of King Wu is equivalent to losing six prefectures including Jiaxing, Songjiang, Huzhou, and Suzhou.

Without the taxes and population of these six states, the strength of the King of Wu would be equal to a cut off.

You should know that the largest military workshop and two shipbuilding stations under the King of Wu are among these six states, and the three major academies are even more so.

Everyone understands that the King of Wu thought that there was no possibility of crossing the river in the short term.

Because the court, not, to be precise, has decided to increase troops to Hangzhou Prefecture, and of course, it has also decided to order Jianyangwei to return to the Zhenjiang line.

Tonight, all civil and military officials gathered in the Mo Mansion to form a consensus and wait until tomorrow's meeting will be held to advise the emperor to issue a decree.

No one thinks that the emperor will stop all this, because a wise emperor should be good at accepting advice and follow good deeds!

....

Compared with the laughter and joy in the middle hall and the front yard, the back house of Mo's mansion is filled with an extreme depression.

For nothing else, the battle report of Liao Zhongping's attack on Shaoxing Prefecture's entire army was already on Mo Zhinian's desk.

"How is this possible... The King of Wu's troops in Shaoxing Prefecture are less than 10,000 people. The one who can really fight against Liao Zhongping is the 3,000-First Army under Chi Erhan... Liao Zhongping has experienced many battles and attacked the weak with many people. In one day, he ended up being wiped out by the entire army... It was so thoughtful!" Mo Chenbo said, "Father... Could it be that the information was wrong?"

Mo Zhongnian's face seemed to have become much older, and his words seemed to be gone.

"...I can't help A Dou." Mo Jienian sighed lightly, "It's just a stupid person who has a thief heart but no courage!"

Mo Chenbo shouted in surprise: "What does Father mean... Liao Zhongping deliberately seeks defeat?"

"Do you think... those eight thousand people are not as good as pigs... Even if they are eight thousand pigs, they will not be killed in one day!" Mo Zhinian said sternly, "Seven years of hard work, in a few months, most of the two stupid creatures, Zhou Ruzhang and Liao Zhongping, were damaged by most of the stupid people... puff..."

As Mo Zhinian said, he spit out a mouthful of blood. It turned out that it hurt so much that it hurt his heart.

Mo Chenbo was so scared that he shouted, "Come here..."

Mo Zhinian grabbed his son's hand, "...Don't...Don't call someone...You can't leak this news...If someone... knows, I'm afraid... I'll have to... the money falls into the tree and scatter!"

"Ke...Ke dad's body...?!"

"I can't die for a while..." Mo Zhinian raised his hand and wiped it on his mouth, looked at it, and his expression gradually came back.

Mo Chenbo looked at his father with horror and regret, "But this matter... I'm afraid I won't be hidden for long!"

"Do you can hide it as long as you can... as long as you can!" Mo Zhinianshen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it, "Send someone to send me a message to the palace... and ask Pang Tianshou to see me..."

"It's...but how can my son...?"

"When is it... I still have to be so pretentious about mother-in-law?!" Mo Zhinian glared at her eyes.

"You'll go now!" Mo Chenbo ran away.
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