Mo Zhinian's face slowly turned pale. He took a breath and gave in to the left, "Your Highness...please!"

Wu Zheng smiled, smiling brightly, turned to Mao Xiang and gave in a humble manner: "Please, Master, please!"

Mao Xiang bowed quickly and said, "Your Highness is the king of the current dynasty... It should be requested first!"

Wu Zheng was no longer polite. He didn't look at Mo Edison anymore. He raised his hand, swung his sleeves back, took a big step forward, and entered the palace first.

Mao Xiang was as calm as if he was leisurely, and followed Wu Zheng without distraction.

Xia Wanchun had a brief pause when passing by Mo Zhinian. He looked at Mo Zhinian with a faint sarcasm. This look made Mo Zhinian's heart sink even further.

The reason is very simple. Xia Wanchun was recalled to the capital this time and was promoted to the Grand Marshal in Ming Dynasty, but was actually under house arrest.

But as soon as the King of Wu entered the capital, he suddenly became anxious. You must know that at this time Mo Zhinian had strong strength in his hands, and it was no secret in the capital.

Otherwise, according to Mo Zhong Nian's qualifications, how could he cause such a big storm and many officials follow him?

For example, Hu Shengmiao, this is a real power faction in the Beijing and Wei.

For example, Lu Mingzheng has a small official position and is not very powerful.

But Xia Wanchun's look and public look made Mo Zhinian start to doubt whether the trend of today's grand dynasty meeting would have been separated from the worst outcome he had expected.

Just as Mo Zhinian was in full swing, Ma Shiying walked to Mo Zhinian with a sincere smile and reached out to him, "Mo Xiang, the drums and music in the palace have already started... I dare not delay my work anymore...Mo Xiang, please!"

Mo Zhinian smiled forcibly and bowed slightly to return the greeting, "It's better to invite Ma Xiang first!"

Ma Shiying raised her head and laughed, and walked in with big strides. This posture... tsk, there is really no one else.

After these four people, Mo Zhinian stood still, but all the civil and military officials behind him could no longer take into account too many of them, and began to follow them into Chengtian Gate. Of course, they also included the officials in Mo Zhinian's camp, most of whom were aristocratic families, gentry and other gentry roots and lush leaves, and most of them had vested interests. Of course, some were disliked by Wu Zheng's faction and wanted to surrender but were rejected.

In fact, Mao Xiang, Ma Shiying and others actually "executed" His Highness the King of Wu, and of course, it was also Mao Xiang's preferences. They abandoned many "dislikes" people.

This is also one of the reasons why Mo Zhinian's power suddenly grew in a short period of time.

People must be in a group. It is said that if you don’t leave me here, you will have to leave me.

When these people passed by, they stopped and bowed, and wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, they sighed and walked in.

Someone also greeted him, "Don't...please!"

But if I couldn't get Mo Zhinian's response, I could only laugh and walk in.

Some people just glanced at Mo Okay and passed by without expression.

And some people, even if they didn't even look at Mo Zhinian, seemed to have never known Mo Zhinian, and completely forgot about the time when they had been making a big deal together.

But it is undeniable that there are also some people, at least one hundred people, who are surrounded by Mo Zhinian, like an isolated island.

"Mo Xiang, is something wrong?"

"Mo Xiang... Can you still take over as the prime minister as you wish in today's grand ceremony?"

"Following the faces of the King of Political Consultative Affairs, Mao Xiang and others, I'm afraid I won't be able to be good today... Mo Xiang should make a decision early!"

"Mo Xiang, we have no way out... If something really happens, you have to say it clearly... Let's not sit still and wait for death!"

"... According to the opinions of the Xiaguan, we might as well not go in. Let's go back and then... and we will rebel. Let's gather people to enter the palace. I don't believe that their necks are not flesh and they can't cut them anymore!"

...Amid the complexity of speech, Mo Zhinian suddenly laughed.

He had to laugh. At this time, if his expression was not careful, he might be disappointed. Once the people's hearts disperse, the team would be even more difficult to lead.

Mo Zhinian had already realized a very serious problem, that is, he mistakenly estimated Qing'er's weight in Wu Zheng's heart.

Two thousand people were sent to Yushi Street, and the most direct influence was to weaken the control around the imperial city.

Obviously, Wu Zheng didn't have much staff to Yushi Street. At least, it was not as much information as he had obtained, or no one was sent to Yushi Street at all, it was just an illusion to fool people.

Mo Zhinian realized even more that the situation in the capital was actually not as he thought, and he could control everything.

In fact, Wu Zheng alone is enough to compete with the dead soldiers in his hands. It is not that Wu Zheng has three heads and six arms, but that as long as Wu Zheng stands, he will be like a flag, attracting countless officials who have originally sworn to rush away.

This is not something that can be done by thousands of dead men. Mo Zhongnian regrets it a little, not regrets what he wants to do, but regrets that he miscalculated people's hearts and human nature.

And the human heart, this vague existence, has always been something that Mo Nian didn't believe in, at least it was not recognized or wanted to pay attention to.

In Mo Zhinian's opinion, financial resources and fists are the real strength... Hey, isn't this Wu Zheng's tone that has always been? Mo Zhinian suddenly became a little dazed. He still smiled and arched the circle around him, saying, "Don't worry, my husband... I said, I was just happy last night, and my expression was a little dazed... As for the arrogance of King Wu and others, I can rest assured that both the imperial city and the palace city are under my control..."

"... The palace must enter!" Mo Zhinian smiled and said, "I have been waiting for so long, just this day... The King of Wu discussed politics, and the separation of military and political affairs was also proposed by him. He can't break his promise and make the world laugh... So, as long as the King of Wu himself has no intention of being the chief minister, then no one can compete with me in this position... Everyone, just think that the King of Wu is not angry and vent his anger at me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Don’t be obsessed with reason. What’s the use of strong momentum? Can it be eaten as a meal?

Or can eyes kill people?

The dignified King of Wu and the King of Political Affairs entered the capital and suddenly became a dragon-scrow shoal. Could it be that people would find an opportunity to get angry and vent?

As for the most of the officials in front who couldn't wait to follow the King of Wu into the palace, even though they were arrogant and felt that they were holding their big and thick legs, when they left Chengtian Gate, they thought that their face would look very beautiful!

Thinking of this, the officials present smiled. Yes, the imperial city and palace city are under control, are you afraid of hair?!

"If all the lords have no objection, then we... enter the palace?" Mo Zhinian smiled.

"Don't ask first!"

"Huh... why are you still called Mo Xiang? It's time to change your words to be called Master Chief or Master!"

"Yes... Fortunately, Brother Huang reminds me, look at my stinky mouth... it's time to hit me!"

"... Then... Master Mo Ge first asked!"

Don’t obsessed with tilting your head and breathing in. The thin body before suddenly seemed to expand a lot and became solid.

"Let's go!" Mo Zhinian said loudly, "Follow the old man to enter the palace!"

That's a true word!
Chapter completed!