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The second thousand two hundred and forty-two chapters will end

Mo Zhongnian knew that he had not had much time, and he was most urgent to make a living for the Mo family.

Wu Zheng bent down slightly, approached Mo Zhinian, and smiled and said, "Mo Xiang is tired today... she is so old... In this way, Gu Yun Mo Xiang will go back today, and she will be raised... Let's wait for the treatment!"

Mo Zhinian's body trembled violently. He knew Wu Zheng's personality too well. At this time, if Wu Zheng shouted angrily or kicked him twice, he might be able to survive, but like now, the more polite he is, there will be no more life.

But Mo Zhongnian knew that at this time, begging for mercy would not work at all, and Mao Xiang and others around him would never be able to plead for him.

Mo obsessed with obsession, "Thank you for your kindness... The criminal will go back now and wait for the prince to deal with it!"

....

Seeing Mo Zhinian staggering, as if he would lie down at any time, Wu Zheng didn't have any sympathy in his heart.

When fighting for power and profit, you can do everything you can, but you must have a bottom line as a human being. On the other side of Yushi Street is Mo Zhong Nian's granddaughter. Since Liu Yuan and his subordinates will be killed, then if Mo Yiqing did not leave, the ending can be imagined.

The command of the superior cannot be done in every detail, especially in this era when communication is not developed.

In other words, when Mozunian sent someone, he had already issued a decisive order to achieve success if he failed.

Therefore, the word "mercy" may have been in Wu Zheng's mind before, but now it must be gone.

Liu Yuan's death erased the last trace of Wu Zheng's obsession with Mo and respected him.

Ma Shiying forced herself to suppress her excitement and came forward.

What he wanted today was all his imagination even more than he imagined.

Ma Shiying has no reason not to be excited.

He longed to express, "The prince... such an old thief who is overestimating his own abilities and cannot be forgiven for his crimes, why not kill him... and he will be punished?"

Wu Zheng ignored Ma Shiying, but turned slowly and walked towards Zhu Chenyu.

"I think you should know that I did have a lot of people in the imperial guards... But time is not after you enter Beijing." Wu Zheng said calmly, "I have no intention of guarding you."

Zhu Chenyu's face had returned to normal because the knot in her heart was untied.

Her brother was not monitoring, preventing or even controlling her. The imperial guards were installed three or four years ago, and it had nothing to do with her ascending the throne. Moreover, after she ascended the throne, Wu Zheng did not have the time or opportunity to reach the palace.

Zhu Chenyu nodded to Wu Zheng with a smile.

Wu Zheng turned to Mao Xiang, "...It is better not to kill people... Many times, letting them live is more relieved than killing them... But some people still have to kill them... If they don't kill them, they will not be peaceful... and eliminate all evil things!"

Mao Xiang bowed and said, "I understand, I remember it!"

Wu Zheng turned to Ma Shiying again, and Ma Shiying had been waiting for him for a long time.

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Old Ma, you are going to be promoted."

When Ma Shiying heard this, the old face was filled with joy and hurriedly said, "Thunder, rain and dew all come from the top... I thank you!"

Wu Zheng slowly put away his smile, "Your Minister of Rites will go first."

Ma Shiying was stunned when he heard this. He didn't understand. Didn't he say that he was promoted?

But Ma Shiying understood even more that he could not object, or even have a slight reluctance.

"I am obeying the orders of the King of Political Consultatives."

Wu Zheng looked at Ma Shiying with a smile, "I'm just your position as a minister, don't you complain?"

"My official is given by the prince... Even the official's order was given by the prince. Why do I have any complaints?"

Wu Zheng was stunned, staring at Ma Shiying for a long time, and sighed: "It's rare... it's rare. Even you, Ma Yaocao, can say such words... But someone is pretending to be asleep!"

A long silence.

Everyone knows who Wu Zheng is referring to.

Zhu Chenyu broke the silence, "From today, my brother won't have to go back to the royal palace... to enter the Ganqing Palace, right?"

Mao Xiang also hurried forward and advised: "The country should not be without a king for a day... I would like to ask the prince to show his advice and choose an auspicious day to ascend the throne to peace with the hearts of the world!"

Wu Zheng thought about it and shook his head, "No... don't be busy with the throne! The war in eastern Zhejiang has not yet come to an end yet... The remnants of the debris outside Shanhaiguan are still invading the pass. If he ascended the prime minister first, it will be inconvenient to leave the palace!"

Mao Xiang and others were stunned when they heard this. What they said was that Zhu Chenyu had already abdicated as public, and Wu Zheng did not refuse at that time. As the officials heard it with their own ears, they all thought that Wu Zheng was going to be the emperor.

But now, Wu Zheng said that if he was not busy ascending the throne first, wouldn’t there be no master in the palace?

Wu Zheng turned his head to look at Zhu Chenyu, pointed to the dragon throne directly in front of him, and said, "You sit there for a few more days, wait for me to break the eastern and northern Zhejiang... Don't worry, it won't be too long!"

Wu Zheng said it firmly, as if victory was in his palm.

Zhu Chenyu hesitated and said, "...I'm afraid this is inappropriate?"

“What’s wrong?”

Zhu Chenyu hesitated and said, "My surname is Zhu. Didn't my brother never want to have anything to do with Zhu?"

This is true. Wu Zheng rejected Zhu Mai because of this surname.

"You don't have the surname Zhu!" Wu Zheng said firmly without thinking, "Your surname is Wu, you are the youngest sister of the Wu family... the eldest princess of the new dynasty in the future!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

But no one objected, and after today, no one dared to object.

Because those who dare to oppose will die after today. Even if they don’t die, they will have no strength to oppose them.

Zhu Chenyu's face was very complicated, with joy, sorrow, resentment and a hint of relaxation!

It is actually not difficult to change a person's surname. The difficult thing is to change the surname of a person who was once the emperor. This is very difficult.

Because this is the surname of the royal family of the previous dynasty, you can kill it, but you cannot change it.

But these are not difficult for Wu Zheng.

As Wu Zheng, who will become the emperor soon, as long as it is a matter of a living person, there is no difficulty. The emperor's words become constitutional and the golden rule is made.

Zhu Chenyu thought to object, but the words turned out to be, "But... let me stay in the palace alone... afraid."

Wu Zheng smiled, with a hint of love in his eyes. The former little sister is back. The woman who can act coquettish is not the emperor who sits on the dragon throne with a stern face.

Wu Zheng couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch Wu Xiaomei's hair and touch it, just like eight years ago.

"cough!"

There must be people who are ignorant. There is not a loud voice, but the sound of dry coughing is very firm, interrupting Wu Zheng's mood.

Wu Zheng turned around and glared at Chen Zhiyuan with some annoyance, "Where did you hurt? I still suffered from a cold last night... Remember, she is Wu Xiaomei, my sister... I can touch her any time I want... Cough, I mean, touch my hair!"

Chen Zhiyuan glared at him, and Zhu Chenyu glared at Wu Zheng with resentment.
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