Most of the workload of the Ministry of Personnel was brought by Mo Zizai, so Mo Zizai was very clear about the busyness of the Ministry of Personnel.

But he had no choice. The ministers and aristocratic families in the court were completely one. If he didn't take any ruthless measures to rectify them, he might have problems with which aristocratic families he left the capital to deal with.

Not to mention assassinating Tang Weiyi again, even if it was burned down, they could do it, so Mo Zizai could only kill more people to shock these officials.

Even so, he could not take the defense of the capital lightly, and this was the reason why he planned to use only ten thousand imperial troops to suppress the rebellion.

It’s not that he looked down on those aristocratic families and did not want to transfer the Yulin Army, but that the Yulin Army needed to guard the capital. In order to ensure that the capital was foolproof, it was really difficult to draw the army.

"I hope Mr. Yang can hold on."

Mo Zizai shook his head helplessly. Yang Weishang is so old. If it weren't for the accelerator that would have slowly increased Yang Weishang's cultivation, Mo Zizai wouldn't dare let Yang Weishang work so hard.

In addition to Yang Weishang, Tang Weiyi, the empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is also busy.

As the nominal emperor, Tang Weiyi is much more dedicated than Mo Zizai. She handles business affairs these days and stays until midnight before going to bed. Although she can completely survive with her human cultivation, she also feels distressed by Mo Zizai, but he has no way to share these things with Tang Weiyi.

In desperation, he had to make up his mind to try to kill all the aristocratic families as soon as possible, so as to save Tang Weiyi from working so hard in the future.

...

Mo Zizai was waiting for the new officials selected by the Ministry of Personnel, Yang Yanzhang was waiting for the cavalry's heavy armor to be built in the Ministry of Works, while families in various places were cutting off contact with the capital and secretly accumulating strength to wait until his strength was enough before he could reliance.

For a moment, the situation in the Great Zhou seemed to be as quiet as before the storm, and fell into a strange silence.

And at this moment, Mo Zizai, who was waiting for someone to jump out of the establishment, did not wait for the news of someone to become independent, but instead waited for ten thousand border troops in the north.

"Take me 10,000 elite border troops?"

After reading the letter from King Bei'an, Mo Zizai was very surprised, "Is my fourth uncle so confused? How could he take the initiative to send me the army, and it's such an elite army?"

In addition to Mo Zizai, there were also Jia Fu, Zhou Qi, Wei Huang, Yang Weishang and Yang Yanzhang.

After reading the letter, Mo Zizai handed the letter to Wei Huang beside him and asked them to pass it on to each other. After they all read it, Mo Zizai then asked, "You guys, do my fourth uncle have any conspiracy?"

Now he is short of the army, but the fourth uncle brought 10,000 border troops backhand. If Mo Zizai hadn't known him very well, he would really think that this was the deep love between uncle and nephew.

"The conspiracy should not be."

Yang Weishang was so busy that he was dizzy. He heard Mo Zizai say this, he rubbed his forehead, which was slightly swelling and painful, so he felt a little more comfortable, and then slowly spoke: "The letter says that most of these soldiers are with their families, and they are led by Han Qu, so there will be no problem."

Yang Weishang still knows Han Qu. Mo Zizai wanted to get the Red Blood Dragon Test back from the grassland. It was Han Qu recommended by Yang Weishang to Mo Zizai, so that the Red Blood Dragon Test could enter the pass from him.

However, the human heart is difficult to predict after all, so Yang Weishang did not dare to make 100% promise, so he pondered for a while and then said, "However, if the 10,000 border troops directly let them enter Beijing, if they have any other purpose, it is indeed easy to cause trouble."

Speaking of this, Yang Weishang looked at Wei Huang and asked, "General Wei, if you incorporate them into the Yulin Army, I wonder if you have the ability to control them?"

“This is OK.”

Wei Huang nodded confidently and said, "The border army is an elite, and our Yulin army is not bad either. When the number of people is superior, they will definitely not be able to make any storms."

"That's good, that's good."

After hearing what Wei Huang said, Yang Weishang nodded slightly, and then suggested to Mo Zizai: "Prince, according to the old minister, it is better to place them in the camp of the Yulin Army first. What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter, but why did my fourth uncle send 10,000 border troops?"

Mo Zizai didn't care about how to resettle them. What he cared about was why his fourth uncle suddenly sent 10,000 border troops? If he couldn't understand this problem, he would not be able to accept these 10,000 border troops.

"It's probably because I feel that the prince can't defend the Great Zhou Dynasty and sends 10,000 border troops to help the prince defend the city. I want the prince to hold on for a few more months and buy some time for them."

Everyone is smart, and you can guess this kind of thing with a little effort, so Yang Weishang can easily guess Jia Yu’s plan.

"Let me help them hold on for a little more time?"

After hearing Yang Weishang say this, Mo Zizai couldn't help but look weird. He suddenly felt that his fourth uncle was really a good person.

Looking at Mo Zizai's strange smile, Yang Weishang couldn't help but laugh a little. He shook his head and said, "After all, the prince only has 30,000 Yulin Army. Without knowing that the prince has those strange things, no one would think that the prince could pacify the Great Zhou with these 30,000 Yulin Army."

"So it is understandable that King Bei'an makes such a choice."

“That’s true.”

Wei Huang nodded in agreement. He also knew the situation of the border army, so he spoke: "Now the border army needs to defend the barbarians, and we cannot draw too many troops to fight for the moment. Therefore, the longer the prince can hold on, the more troops they can recruit, and the more troops they can draw from the border, and the more favorable the situation is to them."

"Of course, this is just under normal circumstances."

Speaking of this, Wei Huang showed a gloating smile, "But King Bei'an is obviously going to hit the iron plate this time. I don't know what kind of mood the King Bei'an would feel when all the troops of thousands of borders turned into physical cultivation and warriors to fight them."

"Haha~" Mo Zizai and the others couldn't help laughing when they thought of this scene. Yang Weishang said with a smile: "I think that scene must be very interesting."

"Okay, since the Fourth Uncle is so 'kind' and sent 10,000 border troops, then I will not be polite to him as my nephew."

Mo Zizai spoke to Wei Huang, "Uncle Wei, when these ten thousand people arrive, you can take the Yulin Army to accept them."

"But just in case, you should try to break them apart and get them into the Yulin Army."

"I'm taking out some strange things and controlling them completely in my hands. In this way, even if they have any other purpose, there will be no impact."

"It's good."

Wei Huang nodded, feeling that Mo Zizai's arrangements were very safe, so he stopped adding anything and asked, "But do the Yulin Army need to go to fight this time?"
Chapter completed!