After receiving the news from Zhang Jian, Zhang Zhao hurried over.
"Father!"
Under the jujube tree, Zhang Jian opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhao in front of him.
Zhang Zhao is also twenty-two years old this year. He has been handsome since he was a child. His appearance combines the advantages of Zhang Jian and Qi Yuhua. He is as good as blue but better than blue.
At this time, the young man had a handsome face and a handsome figure.
It is rare to be experienced and successful and have a stable temperament.
Zhang Jian was quite satisfied with the heir he had personally trained. In fact, Zhang Yi was even more satisfied than him.
Zhang Zhao stood in front of him. In his eyes, the father in front of him was inherently majestic and he could not look directly at him.
In fact, he also wanted to imitate his brothers, or his sister Zhang Changan, to be able to let go and get close to him, but for some reason, at the last moment, he seemed to be suppressed by blood and dared not let go.
After a while, Zhang Jian's voice came.
"Zhao'er, how is your recent progress in cultivation?"
Zhang Zhao said respectfully.
"Replying to my father, my child's cultivation speed is not slow. It's just that the operation technique is always a bit obscure and he still needs to be proficient!"
Zhang Jian nodded and looked at Zhang Zhao.
Zhang Zhao's qualifications may be the most "mediocre" among his brothers and sisters. Although he has spiritual roots that are high in qualifications, he does not have a Taoist body.
But still diligent.
Coupled with Zhang Jian's teachings, this year I finally completed the life-testing, foundation-building and mana-building process.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and Zhang Jian has not been disappointed.
Being mediocre in the early stage does not mean that the achievements will be weaker than others, but it only means that if you have a solid foundation and take one step at a time, you will eventually achieve some achievements.
Zhang Jian encouraged.
"The formation of a spell requires thousands of times of refinement, so you don't have to worry. Remember, keeping your Taoist mind calm is the key to casting spells!"
After thinking about it, Zhang Jian added: "There is a book called "The Supreme Forgetting Love" written for my father in the study. You can read it and practice it. This will be helpful for your future practice!"
Zhang Zhao nodded, his expression serious and solemn.
Zhang Jian nodded slightly, and then said: "In addition, you can start to do what happened three years ago!"
Zhang Zhao's eyes lit up after hearing this.
There was still some excitement in his eyes.
What happened three years ago? It was a collective effort by many generals to persuade them to join, but Zhang Jian rejected it and even slapped Zhang Lu.
Zhang Zhao also asked Zhang Jian in private, but Zhang Jian always refused on the grounds that the time had not come yet, and also warned him not to make any small moves in private.
Zhang Zhao was overjoyed and immediately contacted Zhang Lu, Zhao Qingshan, Song Yingzhen, Wang Xiao, Wang He and other direct descendants of the Zhang family.
Jinlan Restaurant is a large restaurant opened by the Zhang family. Zhang Zhao often hosted banquets here to entertain many Zhang family officials, and often completed some secret transactions here.
After leaving the Prime Minister's residence, he invited everyone over.
After everyone arrived, Zhang Lu asked directly.
"Erlang, the master has really let go?"
He has the closest relationship with the Prime Minister's residence, and there is no need to have too many taboos.
Zhang Zhao nodded and said in response to everyone's gaze.
"Uncle Lu, don't worry, there will be no mistakes this time. The Zhang family has been experiencing good fortune recently, and my father also thinks this is a good omen. This is a God-given opportunity. If God does not take it, he will be blamed for it!"
When a young man with a heroic face next to him heard this, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly said: "I heard from the experts at the Cave God Temple that a purple aura appeared in the sky above the Prime Minister's residence, and there were dragons and phoenixes showing auspiciousness, and unicorns showing auspiciousness inside and outside Fengyang County.
This is an auspicious sign, indicating that a new lord will come to the world to replace the Qian Dynasty. We should meet the emperor together to persuade the emperor to give in and fulfill the will of God and the people!"
He is Wang He, the eldest son of Wang You of the Central Guard Army.
He is also the direct grandson of Taiwei Wang Huan. He has been hanging out with Zhang Zhao since eight years ago. At this time, he immediately hit the snake stick.
Being sensitive, he knew immediately that he was in front of a huge creation.
The Dragon Head Skill is right in front of you.
His face was solemn, and he glanced at Zhang Lu next to him.
Three years ago, Zhang Lu, the commander of the black-clad guards in front of him, wanted to take the first step in persuading people to move in. He led a group of people to the Prime Minister's residence to persuade people to move in. In the end, they were beaten up, which made people laugh a few times.
In the year, since Erlang of the Zhang family spoke in person, I thought the time had come and there would be no lies.
In any case, the Wang family cannot miss such a great thing.
Zhang Zhao glanced at Wang He.
There was some surprise in his eyes.
As the designated heir to the next generation of the Zhang family, he was allowed to know part of the Zhang family's background.
Wang He's flattery is partly true to a certain extent.
There are indeed dragons and phoenixes in Fengyang County, but if you talk about unicorns, that's nonsense!
Zhang Lu was startled when he heard this, and then he glared at Wang He angrily, but he was just a little startled. The Dragon Head Skill was actually snatched away by Wang He, but Wang He was so proud that he raised his hand towards Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu didn't care about arguing with Wang's famous hob meat, and stood up.
"Erlang, I have long said that the master has the spirit of an emperor. You think I am right. When are we going to take action? Many of our brothers in Beijing have been waiting for a long time!"
Next to them, Song Yingzhen and Wang Xiao also had strange expressions on their faces, but they did not expect such a change to occur. Wang Xiao was the first to react.
He was busy at this time.
"Uncle Lu, I don't think you need to take action on this matter. Let's leave it to my father and several other uncles. With them taking action, everything should be taken care of!"
Song Yingzhen smiled slightly: "We and many other martial artists can also contribute to the imperial court!"
Zhang Zhao nodded secretly after hearing this.
Taking action is the last resort. The best way is for the courtiers to ask for help and the emperor to "voluntarily" abdicate in front of the people of the world.
Nowadays, with the Zhang family's influence over the imperial court, they can do this.
Zhang Zhao stood up and faced Wang Xiao. Song Yingzhen said: "This is all down to you brothers!"
Wang Xiao's eyes flashed and he nodded. He looked at Song Yingzhen and then hurried back to Tingwei's Mansion and Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion. The power of Conglong was right in front of him. If he missed it, he would not have such good fortune in the future.
Zhao Qingshan, Zhao Yu and others also left in a hurry. With such a secret, they naturally knew how to earn the merit of serving the dragon.
To a certain extent, this is also the "favor" Zhang Zhao bestows on everyone.
Zhang Lu stayed until the end. He was a little embarrassed at this time. As the commander of the black guards, his main duty was to monitor the inside and outside of the court, and at the same time assist the capital camp to defend Hao Capital. It was hard to follow everyone to the Chengtian Palace.
Noisy.
But he still asked Zhang Zhao shamelessly.
"Erlang, do you need me to do anything?"
Zhang Zhao glanced at Zhang Lu and saw that he had already assigned an important task to Zhang Lu, namely Su Rongdao.
"Please also ask Uncle Lu to guard the palace gates and monitor all the major clan residences. If anyone makes trouble..."
There was a sharp look in Zhang Zhao's eyes.
Hearing this, Zhang Lu's eyes lit up and he immediately said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I'm going to call the black guards and the brothers from the Beijing camp and disperse them all!"
He left in a hurry.
Zhang Zhao stood there and thought for a while. After checking and filling the gaps, he returned to Zhang's house first, waiting for the good news from the DPRK.
He has already done what he has to do.
As for other things he shouldn't do, he doesn't need to ask.
…
Just as Zhang Zhao expected, he only revealed a little bit of news, and many Zhang family allies who had been waiting for a long time were sharpening their knives.
After eight years of differentiation and co-optation.
Many important officials in the imperial court knew very well that they were now tied to the Zhang family and were like grasshoppers on a rope.
If the Zhang family gives up, the most unlucky person will not be the Zhang family, but others.
Therefore, many important civil and military officials are much more enthusiastic about this matter than the Zhang family.
Taiwei Mansion!
The old Taiwei Wang Huan came out again after eight years and personally invited Tingwei Wang Wan, Dingyuan Marquis Song Shang, Hancheng Marquis Gu Chen, Yubei Marquis Duanmuyun, Yushi doctor Wei Gui, Zhenbei Marquis An Ruming, and Wei
Forty or fifty civil and military ministers, including Wei Song Dingshan, Taichang Zhang Duan, Shaofu Ling Zhou Qun, and Da Nong Ling Qian Pan, all entered the inner hall and came to invite Emperor Qi Yuan to ask for the Zen throne and the prime minister.
In the inner hall, Emperor Qi Yuan was wearing a dark red imperial robe and an imperial crown. He was in the prime of energy and was reviewing memorials at his desk. When he heard the ministers' intention, he was sweating all over and his hands and feet were cold.
The hand holding the imperial pen trembled slightly and was almost unsteady. Fortunately, the small yellow door next to it supported it and prevented it from falling.
The old Taiwei Wang Huan looked at Emperor Qi Yuan on the throne, with a trace of unbearability flashing in his eyes, but he still stepped out of the queue first and said: "Your Majesty, since the Prime Minister came to the throne, he has oppressed the world, spread his virtue in all directions, and benevolent to all things.
All the people in the world are about to fall if they try hard enough to hold back the great cadres. Although the sages of ancient times have achieved such feats, they cannot be compared to this.
At this meeting of ministers, they all said that the Great Qian Dynasty has come to an end. I hope that your majesty will follow the ancient sages Yao and Shun's way, attach great importance to mountains, rivers, and the country, and Zen and the prime minister will harmonize with the heart of heaven and the will of the people. Then your majesty will enjoy the blessing of leisure.
Our ancestors are so lucky! All the people are so lucky! I have decided to come here to invite you!"
On the throne, Emperor Qiyuan could no longer sit still and couldn't help but step down from the dragon chair. He quickly helped Wang Huan up and begged:
"My dear friends, why are you like this? Since I succeeded to the throne, although my qualifications are stupid and inferior to those of my ancestors, I have worked conscientiously and made no mistakes. Why are you dear sirs like this...?"
His face turned pale at this time, and his eyes looked towards the ministers with a look of help.
Just looking at those eyes that were as blazing as flames, I couldn't help but feel all kinds of fear in my heart.
It seems that many of the civil and military forces that were so familiar to each other in the past few years have turned into evil spirits one by one.
Wang Wan, who was next to him, took a step forward when he saw this and said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, since the prime minister took charge of the government, he has swept away the scenes of the late dynasty, eliminated disasters, stopped fighting among the people, unicorns were born, phoenixes came to the ceremony, red dragons appeared, and there are all kinds of auspiciousness, golden harvests, and nectar falling. This is the heaven
Shirui, there should be signs of the birth of a new Lord."
After a slight pause, Wang Wanyou glanced at Xue Dongming, the director of Qintiantai next to him.
Xue Dongming's eyes fluctuated, and he could only step forward and kowtow: "Your Majesty, I am in charge of the Qin Tiantai, and I have also watched the Qianxiang at night, and I have seen that my great power has ended, the previous generation of emperor stars have disappeared, and this generation of emperor stars have not yet been born, and
Prime Minister Qianxiang's purple energy is so majestic that it stretches to the sky and the earth, and it's hard to describe!
Since ancient times, there has been rise and fall, prosperity and decline. How can there be an undefeated country and an undefeated home? It has been more than 460 years since the Daqian legend was passed down to Your Majesty. The spirit has been exhausted, so it is better to start early.
Don’t hesitate to retreat, otherwise things will change!”
"you……"
Emperor Qiyuan pointed at Xue Dongming at this time and could hardly take a breath.
The young emperor could only feel the blood surging in his chest.
Even if he were asked to abdicate, he would not be so embarrassed.
What does it mean that the emperor star of the previous generation has disappeared, and the emperor star of this generation has not yet been born, and his feelings are not like an emperor at all?
Wang Wan, however, didn't care. He was in charge of the imperial prison, and he had a fierce look on his face. At this time, he stepped forward with a sinister tone and said in a low voice.
"Everyone in the world knows that Your Majesty has the good fortune of having no ruler, so that when he came to power, the palace collapsed, all the princes and princesses were killed, and there was chaos in all directions!
If it weren't for the prime minister to suppress the divine weapon in the court, disrupt the court's order, and bring harm to all the people, who would be more than just one or two people?
Not to mention that Shen Chen’s Night may not be performed again!
Your Majesty, who has been reading the books of sages since he was a child, should know how to repay kindness and never do anything he regrets!"
When he finished speaking, there was already a hint of menace in his eyes.
The night of Shen Chen in his mouth refers to the past event of the death of the late emperor!
The ministers were approaching step by step at this time, and several generals were staring at him with ferocious looks in their eyes.
Faced with such intimidation from his ministers, Emperor Qi Yuan turned pale.
He knew exactly how Emperor Jingwu fell.
Next to him, Dingyuan Marquis Song Shang also stepped forward and stepped onto the steps, looking closely at him.
"Your Majesty, why do you hesitate? Although Daqian is currently prosperous, everything is based on the power of the Prime Minister. Without the Prime Minister, Daqian cannot stop the destruction and attacks of those experts from outside. Instead of doing this, it is better to abdicate the throne and
If you want to be pure, why not do it?"
When Wang Wan saw this, she wanted to step forward and grab Emperor Qi Yuan's dragon robe to say goodbye, but was held back by Wang Xiao. Wang Xiao looked at the weakened Emperor Qi Yuan who was only twenty years old and said.
"Your Majesty, if virtue is not worthy of the throne, there will be disaster. Please abdicate!"
As he spoke, he solemnly bowed and saluted Emperor Qi Yuan.
Song Yingzhen stood aside at this time, watching this scene from a distance. He shook his head secretly. Wang Xiao was still a little soft-hearted after all.
In fact, at this point, personal will can no longer stop the torrent above the imperial court.
Emperor Qiyuan looked at his ministers and understood that he was no longer able to serve.
At this time, the young emperor was sitting on the jade steps with some collapse.
"I thought that I, the Great Patriarch of the Great Qian Dynasty, had risen to prominence at the end of his life, and had a long and difficult road to achieve his current foundation. But now, only more than four hundred years later, he is about to perish at my hands. How can I bear it in my heart?"
Wei Yuan sat on the jade steps and lost his composure, crying bitterly.
All the ministers looked at it with cold eyes.
The collapse of Daqian is already doomed. Without Prime Minister Zhang Jian, the entire Daqian would be a castle in the air.
No matter how loud Wei Yuan cried, he could not save the fate of Daqian.
After all, you still need to be strong in order to make iron.
After losing his dragon energy, Daqian had lost all his capital.
Wang Wan couldn't help but sneer when he saw this.
"Your Majesty, please don't behave like a child. National affairs cannot be delayed. Please make a decision early to avoid complications, which will be unsightly!"
He was already a little impatient, and as soon as he waved his hand, a guard with a knife came forward to threaten him, and at the same time, he dragged several small yellow gates out in front of Emperor Qiyuan.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Qiyuan's face turned pale and he could only say while trembling.
"I would like to put the whole world under the care of the Prime Minister. I only ask for the Prime Minister's mercy and allow me to survive to live long enough to live long."
Hearing this, all the ministers were overjoyed.
The old Taiwei Wang Huan said: "The Prime Minister will live up to your Majesty. Your Majesty can immediately issue an edict to calm the minds of the imperial court."