Overgod Ascension

Da Zhou accompanied the capital.

The city gates were opened wide, and hundreds of officials knelt to welcome him. The battle was resolved invisibly, which gave Wu Zhi a lot of face.

Wu Ming still vividly remembers the scene of that day. It had been a few days since the army entered the city. He changed into regular clothes and wandered around Tianjie. It was a different experience.

Although the imperial court was not in decline, even the accompanying capital had some atmosphere. The streets were criss-crossed, the ground was relatively clean and tidy, and the shops on both sides were lined up. In terms of bustle, it was even more lively than Dingzhou City.

At this time, King Ding's army took over the city defense, and there was no big battle. Instead, because all the foxes and rats in the city hid, the public security was still three times better than before. Many people took to the streets to sell wine, buy meat, or measure a few feet of cloth and make Wearing clothes, it seems that he wants to express the joy of the rest of his life to his heart's content.

"After all, under the emperor's feet, the common people are more energetic than the outside world, and their lives are very good!"

In ancient times, there were great regional differences, and the people here in the capital could be said to be one of the most well-off citizens in the world.

After Wu Ming walked around for a few times, he came to a restaurant and found a seat.

"It has been three hundred years since the Great Zhou Dynasty raised its men, and today is the Day of Death for Righteousness!"

At this time, a heroic voice came from the side room next to him, impassioned and full of anger, which made Wu Ming's ears twitch.

"The King of Ding, Si Chen, just usurped the king's title. This time he laid siege to the city and even had all the officials kneel down to greet him. He was so heartbroken and crazy!"

Through the door, a Confucian scholar could be vaguely seen, wearing a bun, bare chest, dressed as a madman, and drank a large bottle of strong wine: "Now he has to be worshiped as the prime minister, pay homage to all officials, and prime minister yin and yang. It’s really intolerable, what can’t be tolerated!”

"Brother, be careful what you say, be careful what you say!"

Several people nearby had sad faces and immediately went up to persuade him.

After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty was the first lunar month of three hundred years, and when it fell, there were still loyal ministers and filial sons.

Just like when Wu Pheasant entered the city, a few old Confucianists stopped him and admonished him. If it wasn't because his guards had quick eyesight and quick hands, they might have been killed on the spot.

However, Wu Fei's destiny has been fulfilled, and he has no shame in admiration. He still does his own thing despite the criticism of thousands of people, but he does not make it difficult for those old fools, and even refuses the canonization and the reward of Jiuxi.

Wu Ming naturally knew her plan.

Those who are kings value practical benefits and despise fame.

Not to mention, she still holds the title of 'Ding Wang' on her own. What will happen if she is canonized by the imperial court again?

On the contrary, the young emperor was unwilling to give the position of prime minister, and it was Wu Pheasant who had to force the army to reach an agreement.

After all, the prime minister is the head of a hundred officials and has the great responsibility to assist the emperor in ruling the world. If he has deep authority, he can even negate the imperial power!

Wu Pheasant was interested in this position, and naturally it was for this reason.

She did not come here to revitalize the Great Zhou Dynasty. She used the emperor to control the princes. It was just an excessive expediency measure. In the end, she would inevitably take the path of another alternative.

"Master!"

At this time, two plainclothes men next to him came up and asked for instructions in his ear like slaves: "How to deal with these crazy people?"

If Wu Ming nodded, they would immediately capture these people and use them as targets, just in time to kill the people in the city.

"Let's calculate it now and wait until the fate is determined!"

Wu Ming waved his hand. He was also very generous. Anyway, Wu Fei has not yet worshiped the prime minister. After he becomes the prime minister, he will issue written orders. This is just and logical. Anyone who disobeys can be punished directly by law.

"promise!"

These servants are all close confidants, and a few clever ones have already gone down to ask the waiter of the shopkeeper to get the names and birthplaces of these Confucian scholars. When the government order comes down in the future, none of them will be able to escape.

"The scholar's rebellion will not happen in three years..."

Wu Ming was drinking and eating, looking at the bustling streets, but he was thoughtful: "Overall, the situation is not bad. Although some Confucian scholars have complaints, they only remain at the level of complaints..."

People from various schools of thought are not fools. At this time, Wu Pheasant is in the ascendant. Whoever comes out will be killed as a warning to others. Are you tired of living?

All the way back to the palace.

This was dedicated by Zhang Duan and Yichun. It is said that it was once the residence of a certain prince. It occupies a very large area, has a deep courtyard inside, and is quite royal in style.

At this time, in conjunction with the densely packed soldiers, the streets were blocked and patrolled back and forth, giving it an air of majesty and majesty from heaven.

In the hall, Wu Zhi had just received the guests, with a tired look on his face: "When I came to the capital, I learned about the situation of the imperial court. It was shocking. All the civil and military officials were not traitors..."

She seemed to be smiling bitterly: "It's not my fault that only people above the third level have the right to ask for permission. I can't believe that the door will be blocked by cars and horses now!"

Wu Ming also laughed when he said this: "If you don't go to the imperial capital, you don't know how to be a junior official! This is the core of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If you just drop a brick, you may hit a prince or something. The seventh and eighth grades are just sesame seeds and mung beans." I’m a junior official..."

"Too……"

Wu Pheasant turned his head and suddenly gave Wu Ming a blessing: "I haven't congratulated my husband yet! Zhang Duan just told me that the Holy Spirit is about to grant me a marriage, and I will have another sister!"

"Oh, this..."

Wu Ming touched his nose. He heard that the princess he was going to marry was still his younger sister. She was named Duan Rui, was beautiful and intelligent, and her appearance was even more beautiful.

Of course, the most important thing is identity.

The imperial sister is just one aspect, secretly the soul, even the reincarnation of the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven!

Speaking of this, apart from Wu Ming, few people in the world dared to take her in.

"There was a princess who wanted to be her husband's concubine. I heard that the emperor was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. In the end, this girl knew the righteousness and persuaded the emperor herself."

Wu Zhi's face seemed to be a smile, but also seemed to be a little jealous.

This was actually her handiwork, and she wanted to use this incident to publicize her ability to control the emperor as she wished. But after all, she was a woman. Although she took the initiative to take concubines for her husband, when the matter came to an end, she felt a little strange in her heart.

This subtle emotion was immediately grasped by Wu Ming.

He chuckled softly, stepped forward and lifted Wu Zhi's bright and white chin: "Thanks to Madam! Tongfei borrowed Madam's flag, how could the emperor marry his sister? How can you thank me for letting my husband? you?"

As soon as he said this, Wu Fei's jade face turned crimson and he spat lightly.

After a few jokes, the two finally got down to business.

"At the court meeting the day after tomorrow, the emperor will formally worship me as his prime minister. This matter cannot be changed. But after the throne is established, what do you think my husband should do with me?"

Wu Zhi looked at Wu Ming expectantly. Only she knew that this husband was not only unfathomable in strength, but also had an extraordinary and accurate grasp of the general trend of the world.

Just like this time, he was originally confronting two vassal towns in Lingzhou, but as soon as he showed interest and made a few remarks, Ding Bao, Ma Meng and others immediately became clowns and grasshoppers after autumn. Now he has entered the capital and is about to take charge of the world's power!

"Madam has already made up her mind, why do you need to ask me?"

Wu Ming blinked: "Xuzhou Kuhan, you must have wanted to return home for a long time?"

"Exactly!"

Seeing that the plan that was just deep in his heart was seen through, Wu Zhi also admitted openly: "Fortunately, my husband is not my enemy, otherwise Eshan really wouldn't know what to do."

"You need to be careful when moving the capital, but this is the place of the Fourth War. It is indeed not advisable to stay for too long."

Wu Ming nodded and agreed with Wu Pheasant's idea.

Move the capital!

As soon as she became prime minister, the first thing she planned to do was to move the court, not to mention Dingzhou, at least to Lingzhou.

After all, Xuzhou has newly conquered, or even only occupied a small part of it, and there are several forces nearby that are eyeing it. It is really not a suitable place.

By retreating to the rear, you can effectively preserve your own strength.

What's more, by moving the capital this time, the court and officials were completely emptied out, turning them into puppets on strings and unable to interfere in the slightest.

"The population can be postponed, but the emperor and the court officials must leave immediately!"

When Wu Pheasant said this, there was an evil look on his face: "We have received intelligence from Xizuo. Since I entered the capital, there have been frequent commotions among the princes in various places. Several big princes near Xuzhou are secretly trying to join forces and want to move forward in the same way. Come to King Qin and go to Luo!"

Obviously, after seeing Wu Pheasant playing like this, many princes couldn't help it.

They also have talents under their command, so they naturally know that they cannot let Wu Fei control the court and be clothed with righteousness, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Only strength, no status, he is a tyrant and an overlord.

But with no status and no strength, it is just a symbol, to be played with by others.

But when the two are combined, it is the turn of the world's princes to be frightened.

Wu Pheasant is now the largest prince in the world. They definitely don't want to see this woman holding great righteousness again, and can justifiably command the country and rule the world.

"Well...there is indeed some concern about this matter, but it's nothing. After you become the prime minister, just send angels to various places to canonize Jiedu envoys and frontier officials!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly and said directly.

"Those princes also have strength, but they don't have much status. Now that they are recognized by the imperial court, they are naturally overjoyed. Most of them will probably agree directly. But in this way, they also recognize the authority of the imperial court and your majesty in disguise. "

"Not only that, only names and tools are used, and no fake people can be used."

Wu Pheasant's eyes widened: "If during the granting of the title, I could instigate a little and let all the feudal lords and towns in the world attack each other and control each other, wouldn't it be a great opportunity for me to seize control?"

She just thought about it briefly, and several strategies came up, either to take advantage of convenience or to take advantage of the situation. They were all very sure to collapse the anti-definition alliance, and she couldn't help but look at her husband with more admiration.

Wu Ming said something casually, but it left an endless aftertaste, making her feel enlightened and enlightened.

This kind of magnanimity and talent are as unpredictable as an antelope hanging its horns. Even Zeng Yu and other national scholars are probably inferior to him.