When Wu Zheng heard Wang Zhiren’s reply, he laughed.

This smile made Wang Zhiren, who was well versed in the officialdom, feel chill in his heart.

Wang Zhiren understood that at this time, laughing is far more terrifying than anger.

But Wang Zhiren did not expect that Wu Zheng would be so cruel to Wu Zheng.

"It's going to rain, and the melon is not sweet." Wu Zheng slowly said this sentence, "Then according to your agreement, the Qing court will be driven away from Yingtian Mansion. If anyone dares to gather people to cause trouble, kill it!"

Although Wang Zhiren felt cold in his heart, he also knew that this matter could not be delayed and had to cut the mess quickly.

If these literati gathered again, the consequences would be unimaginable. The people were blind. These literati had strong appeal and were not comparable to those of military personnel.

Wang Zhiren nodded and said, "I have to do this. Then according to the previous agreement, our department is responsible for the North City and your department is responsible for the South City."

Wu Zheng pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.

At this point, nothing is useful to say.

If words are useless, then who is stronger than fists?

As night fell, the army in Yingtian Prefecture began to intensively mobilize.

Countless soldiers ran in the streets and alleys and started curfew in advance.

The Qian family’s uncle and nephew, Xia Wanchun and his generals were gathered at the Dongcheng Real Madrid Office, which was the temporary cavalry garrison brought by Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng was making a speech before the coup at this time, selling the "Hanming" theory that he had always advocated.

"The world is the world of Han people, and the Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty. The Zhu surname of the previous dynasty was also the Zhu surname of the Han people... The mountains and rivers were broken, foreign tribes invaded, compatriots were humiliated, and the people were suffering from life... All Han people in the world should be united in one's heart and virtue, fight against foreign humiliation, expel the Tartars, and regain our Chinese responsibility... But today's incident outside Zhengyang Gate proves that the court and the country had evil intentions and evil people. If they wanted to do division, they first deposed Princess Changping in Chun'an and then supported the fake emperor in Fengtian Hall... Wu Zhengren said a little bit, but he was the Marquis of Jinghai. He should use his own strength to eliminate the traitors and restore the Qingming Festival in the court and the country..."

Wu Zheng did not mention the injustice and injustice he had suffered, but directly led the finger at King Zhu Yihai, Lu.

His passionate voice echoed over the playground of the Smarma Yamen.

The flames in the soldiers' hearts were ignited, and countless voices were responding to Wu Zheng.

Only the uncle and nephew of the Qian family, Xia Wanchun and others, were filled with chills. They were so familiar with this atmosphere. This morning outside Hongwu Gate and in the afternoon outside Zhengyang Gate, didn’t Qian Sule, Chen Zilong and others call on the people like this?

What is the result?

The military and civilians were bewitched and incited, and blindly attacked the imaginary enemy, regardless of right or wrong, just focus on the camp.

At this moment, a deep sadness surged in the hearts of the Qian family's uncle and nephew, Xia Wanchun and others. They were all young people. They all thought that they were right and beneficial to the world before, and even stood firmly on Wu Zheng's side regardless of the friendship between father and son, brothers, teachers and students.

Now, they regret it, Wu Zheng is also a... politician.

They gathered behind and exchanged eyes, but realized that it was too late at this time.

The first thing Wu Zheng did when he entered the city was to order his troops to return to his garrison. Whether it was the new army, the rebel army or the surrendered army that had been incorporated along the way, their real commander was Wu Zheng.

If Wu Zheng was not here, the Qian family's uncle and nephew could completely control the new army, just like Xia Wanchun could control the rebel army.

But as soon as Wu Zheng arrived and showed his face, no one could fight against Wu.

In the hearts of all the soldiers of the Northern Expedition Army, Wu Zheng is like a flag, a box of gold and silver, and an undefeated god of war.

Xia Wanchun said in annoyance: "He...how can he do this? Didn't he agree to resolve today's dispute peacefully?"

Qian Sudian smiled bitterly and said, "Who said it was not? He asked Jinxuan to pass the message and personally agreed not to harm his brother and Ling Shi's life."

Xia Wanchun could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, "Look at now... his target is directed at King Lu, Master Qian, and the soldiers who were bewitched. How can they distinguish between right and wrong at that time... No, you and I have to find a way to stop it."

Qian Sudian said with a bitter face: "It's too late, all the troops in the city were brought by him, and there are Duke Xingguo. All your troops have left the city to garrison... Besides, even if your troops are here, I'm afraid that you and I can command the troops in front of him?"

Xia Wanchun said sternly: "I don't care. If he dares to harm my master, even if he is crushed to pieces, I have to stop him!"

At this time, Qian Qiaogong said leisurely: "Cungu, anyone can say ruthless words. What problems may be solved?"

"Then what you mean, let the family teacher, will Ling Zun be harmed by him? Oh... I understand, Ling Mei is his wife who has not passed away. Speaking of which, Ling Zun is his future father-in-law... No wonder you two are so confident. It turns out that they have a clear idea in their hearts. Maybe you are still complicit in his conspiracy with him... to clear the obstacles and share the world together, right?"

"Fuck!" Qian Qiaogong blushed and cursed angrily.

Seeing that Qian Qiaogong and Xia Wanchun were arguing, Qian Sudian quickly smoothed out and said, "When is it now? Is it still fighting in the house? Cungu is the same. Even though I know that my uncle and nephew cannot do such a thing, I still come to provoke it."

Xia Wanchun was also angry for a moment. He actually knew in his heart that with the character of Qian Sule brothers and father and son, he would not do such a thing.

So Xia Wanchun bowed to Qian Qiao in silence and said, "Brother Qian is polite, Wanchun is wrong."

Seeing Xia Wanchun apologizing, Qian Qiaogong felt relieved. Uncle was right. At this time, internal strife was equivalent to digging his own grave.

Qian Qiaogong said: "Cungu was angry. I can understand it, but my uncle and I really don't know why Wu Zheng suddenly changed his mind. Maybe... it was because his father and Ling Shi rejected him?"

Xia Wanchun's blood came up again and said sternly: "Even if he rejects him, he cannot use this method... Isn't this destroying the reputation of the family master and killing the family master's life? You... are you still talking for him at this time?"

This is not wrong, political struggles will never forgive political enemies.

It is easy for the winner to destroy a person's reputation, but for a famous man like Chen Zilong, it is better to kill him with one knife.

Qian Qiaogong retorted: "Why am I talking to him? My father is with Master Ling."

Xia Wanchun thought about it and said, "What should I do now? You and I want no one, how can I stop his atrocities?"

Qian Qiaogong said: "Actually, I still don't believe it. Wu Zheng will start a massacre... It's not me who spoke for him. I've been by his side for a long time. He... shouldn't be a butcher."

Xia Wanchun gradually calmed down, but in fact he also felt a little strange.

Logically, if Wu Zheng really wants to start a massacre, then he should first control all of them.

After all, they are father and son, brothers, teachers and students, how could they let them be free?
Chapter completed!