When Wang Neng heard that he could be emperor, he was immediately excited.
After being a bandit all his life, he never dreamed that he could become an emperor.
Zhao Wenbin felt a burst of contempt in his heart: You are so stupid and you still want to be an emperor? I am more like an emperor than I am!
Although I despised him in my heart, my mouth still kept deceiving me:
"That's not true! People can lie, but stars can't!"
"If you don't believe it, watch it yourself tonight!" Zhao Wenbin said confidently.
At night, Wang Neng really took Zhao Wenbin to look at the stars.
"Your Majesty! Look, that star is you! Look how bright it is!"
"Is it really me? Haha! It's so bright! Can I really be the emperor?"
"Ha ha!"
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Wenbin: What a shame!
Song Yang: What the hell is Venus!
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Wang Neng knew that he could become emperor, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
After sleeping all morning the next day, Wang Neng's excitement was mostly over.
Zhao Wenbin also thought deeply about yesterday's proposal to attack Jiangzhou Fucheng.
He is a bit naive, but he is not stupid.
In case the prince was not dead, he would not have run over to be chopped down.
So Wang Neng sent two of his confidants to Jiangzhou to find out the news.
If Song Yang, the king of Jiangzhou, really dies, he will go to Jiangzhou to cause trouble.
If Song Yang hadn't died, Wang Neng thought it would be better to stand still.
The two spies moved forward, but Zhao Wenbin knew it later.
He has been getting along well with the bandits these past few days, and he will know immediately if anything happens.
"Damn! What a coward!" Zhao Wenbin secretly yelled.
"Looks like I have to run away early!"
Zhao Wenbin knew that Song Yang was not dead. If Wang Neng got the news, he would not dare to go to Jiangzhou Fucheng again.
If Wang Neng doesn't attack the capital of Jiangzhou, there's no point in hanging around here. It's better to run away as soon as possible.
So Zhao Wenbin immediately called his family members to secretly stir up trouble.
"King!"
"Great joy!"
"What a joy!"
Early the next morning, Zhao Wenbin ran half a street yelling and screaming all the way to Wang Neng's residence.
"What's wrong, Lao Zhao? What's the good news?"
Wang Neng fell asleep in a daze, and was actually very unhappy when he was woken up by Zhao Wenbin.
Zhao Wenbin shouted the good news, attracting about a hundred people behind him.
"Your Majesty! A bronze lion was dug up by the river! Good omen! Great good omen!"
Zhao Wenbin shouted very exaggeratedly.
In the morning, he led his people to "inspect" the riverside and "accidentally" dug up a bronze lion.
So he immediately ran to find Wang Neng to report.
Wang Neng was stunned and dug out a bronze lion?
What good omen is this?
Zhao Wenbin didn't give him an explanation. After urging him for a while, he led Wang Neng to the river.
Along the way, the people all knew that a treasure was dug out by the river, which they said was auspicious blessings from heaven.
As a result, more and more people gathered to watch.
"Look, Your Majesty! This was dug from the riverside!"
Zhao Wenbin came over holding a bronze lion and presented it to Wang Neng with an exaggerated expression.
This thing is the paperweight he uses for writing...
"Is this...good luck?" Wang Neng took the bronze lion and didn't see any difference.
"That's right! Good luck! It means the common master of the world!"
"When Emperor Xuanyuan attacked King Zhou of Shang, he dug up the same thing!"
"It means you are the reincarnation of Emperor Xuanyuan!"
Zhao Wenbin just kept talking nonsense.
"Ah! I am actually the reincarnation of Emperor Xuanyuan!"
Song Yang: Anyone with a little bit of kindergarten education wouldn’t believe this silly criticism.
Emperor Xuanyuan attacked King Zhou of Shang!
You can't believe it until your brain is wet.
It's a pity that Wang Neng didn't read the book, he really believed it!
There were some scholars present, but they all had a hard time with Zhao Wenbin yesterday.
Zhao Wenbin promised to take them to escape together!
Then the assist came. An old scholar stood up in two steps and shouted even more exaggeratedly than Zhao Wenbin:
"Oh my! It is indeed Emperor Xuanyuan's bronze lion!"
"Your Majesty...that's not right! The common people should be slapped if they say the wrong thing!"
"Snapped!"
Having said this, the old scholar gave himself a slap and then knelt down.
"Students pay homage to Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!"
The old scholar stole the show with his performance, and several other scholars rushed out and kowtowed to Wang Neng.
The common people didn't understand why, and when they saw that all the most knowledgeable scholars were worshiping him.
Everyone also joined in the fun and shouted long live Wang Neng.
"This...this, this, this..."
Wang Neng panicked and became the emperor after taking a nap?
So careless?
"I am the emperor now?" Wang Neng looked at Zhao Wenbin.
Zhao Wenbin waved his hands hurriedly and said: "Your Majesty! Wrong! You have to call yourself me!"
"Yes, yes! Me!"
"Haha! Me!"
Wang Neng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. It must be said that it felt like being worshiped by more than two thousand people.
So ecstatic!
"Your Majesty! Since it is destiny, why not hold the enthronement ceremony on a different date?"
Zhao Wenbin kneeled on the ground and said with a sincere face.
"Your Majesty, please choose a day to ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor!"
Several scholars also began to persuade loudly.
"The enthronement ceremony? Yes, yes! We have to do it, we have to do it!" Wang Neng said excitedly.
"Your Majesty, I and the others have already planned their lives. May 15th in seven days will be the best day!"
"May fifteenth? Well! Good day! Good day!"
Wang Neng was very satisfied.
Seven days, he can wait.
"Your Majesty, since we are going to hold the enthronement ceremony, we must also sacrifice to Uncle Shui." Zhao Wenbin said immediately.
"Sacrifice to Uncle Shui?" Wang Neng was stunned.
Why is it necessary to sacrifice Shui Bo during the enthronement ceremony? Isn’t it during spring plowing?
"Look, Your Majesty, didn't you find this lion from the beach by the water?"
"It shows that Uncle Shui supports you! He is the one who sent you the stone lion!"
"We have ascended the throne and proclaimed ourselves emperor, why don't we thank others?"
Zhao Wenbin follows the path of good guidance.
"Hmm...good idea! Then I'll leave this matter to you."
"You must bring more tributes! We...I can't be stingy!"
Wang Neng waved his hand and said proudly.
Zhao Wenbin's eyes lit up and he said with joy: "Your Majesty is far-sighted and thoughtful, so I will naturally handle it properly!"
There was a commotion on the riverside. Wang Neng felt like he was stepping on cotton when he walked, and his mind was empty.
I don’t know how I got home.
As for what Zhao Wenbin told him later, get a small boat to bring more food to the center of the river, and then drag all the scholars there to read memorials and so on.
Wang Neng agreed without hearing it clearly.
In the next few days, Wang Neng was extremely busy.
I have no time to think about offering sacrifices to Uncle Shui.
The next day, Zhao Wenbin incited a dozen or so original bandits from Beijia Mountain to go find Wang Neng.
The founding hero!
Who doesn’t want to be a prince or general?
"Yes, yes, yes! Yes, everyone is the Duke of the country!"
"Old Zhao! Think about how to reward me!"
Wang Neng felt dizzy when he saw the commotion in front of him, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Wenbin over to ask him to think of a name.
Zhao Wenbin opened his mouth without even thinking:
"Zhang Mazi! Duke An Guo!"
"Liu Laoer! Li Guogong!"
…
"Haha! I am the Duke of the country now!"
"I am also a duke!"
The bandits got the title and were very happy.
All of a sudden the room was full of "I" and "I" people.
"Old Zhao! You have the greatest contribution! The founding hero of the country!"
"Old... bah bah bah! I! I won't treat you badly!"
"I will make you the prime minister now! Yes! You will be the prime minister!"
Zhao Wenbin shook his robe exaggeratedly, knelt down, pulled his neck and shouted: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"