Zhou Zheng didn't know if Huang Weihuai really had an old friend in Shenyang, or if there were someone in the court or Yuan Chonghuan in Shenyang.

He didn't ask much, and after dinner, he read a book for a while, washed up and prepared to rest.

It was already dark, and Huang Weihuai still didn't come back.

I don’t know how long it took, footsteps sounded outside Zhou Zheng’s door. Huang Weihuai came back drunk and looked at the two guards and said, “Didn’t Zhou Zhengyun go out, right?”

One of the guards quickly whispered: "Don't worry, sir, let's watch."

"I'm asking you, have he ever been out?" Huang Weihuai's voice became louder and his expression was solemn. Obviously, he didn't think these two guards could see Zhou Zheng.

"No, there is no, I didn't even leave the door." Another answered quickly. Huang Weihuai, the lord, still has great power. If you don't say anything else, you will be sure to sue them when you go back.

Huang Weihuai looked at the two of them and left with satisfaction.

Zhou Zheng was sleeping in a daze. After hearing this, he was too lazy to care and continued to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhou Zheng was woken up, washed up, and finished breakfast. He thought he was going to go out of the city to visit Nurhaci's grave, but unexpectedly, Jianlu changed his mind and refused to let Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng go out of the city. Instead, in the city, Jianlu people's ancestral temple worship Nurhaci.

The so-called ancestral temple is built in the Han ancestral temple, which enshrines the ancestors of the Aisin Jueluo family, including the newly-dead Nurhaci.

Moreover, the Jianlu people did not allow too many people to go, only Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng were allowed.

Huang Weihuai didn't know why, but he seemed to be in a good mood today. He glanced at the Jianlu people with bright armor and long sword around him and whispered to Zhou Zheng: "If it goes well, we can leave today, don't cause trouble."

Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and had a bad premonition, saying, "Did you go to see Huang Taiji yesterday?"

Huang Weihuai did not answer, but threatened: "You should know that you offended the Jianlu people. If you don't want to die, don't speak randomly."

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath and his premonition came true. Judging from Huang Weihuai's expression, he should have received some promises from Huang Taijina, some promises that made Huang Weihuai, or Yuan Chonghuan feel at ease and happy.

It is the kind of promise that Yuan Chonghuan wants!

However, this promise is 100% scam and a strategic misleading. When Yuan Chonghuan reacts, the situation must be over!

Zhou Zheng remained calm and ignored Huang Weihuai's threat. He had already made a decision in his heart and was calm.

Huang Weihuai was in a better mood when he saw Zhou Zheng not speaking.

The Jianlu people on both sides were escorting Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai. Not long after, they arrived in Shenyang City to the Jianlu people's ancestral temple.

This ancestral temple was built in imitation of the Han people. It has a very similar style, but it is very small in scale and has a somewhat inconsistent style, which looks quite shabby.

Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng entered the ancestral temple and came directly to the spiritual throne. Looking at the spirit cards, both of them were expressionless and had a hint of respect.

This time, I came to pay my respects to me. Huang Weihuai looked around and whispered to Zhou Zheng: "Just leave when you stand, don't do any extra things."

Zhou Zheng hummed softly, Nurhaci was the object of hatred by the Ming Shilin. If they worshiped, even if they had a name, they would not know how many people they would become after returning to Beijing.

The two of them stood like this and were about to turn around and leave after a while.

Suddenly, a burly man came in, blocked Zhou Zheng, and said in a deep voice in poor Chinese: "You guys, kneel down and kowtow!"

Of course, he didn't want Zhou Zheng or Huang Weihuai to kowtow to him, but to Nurhaci's spiritual position.

Huang Weihuai's expression remained unchanged and said, "We Chinese kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to the parents, and never kneel to the others."

The burly man in front of him was stunned, as if he was struggling to understand this sentence. Not long after, he drew his sword and said coldly: "If you don't kneel down, you will die here!"

Huang Weihuai raised his eyelids and looked at him and said, "I just saw you sweating yesterday, don't be arrogant!"

"you!"

The big man's face turned pale, his nostrils were so angry that he said angrily: "Either kneel down or I will break your legs!"

Huang Weihuai looked alert and didn't say anything. Yu Guang looked at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng saw it, looked up at the big man and said lightly: "You can still stand up after interruption, you can cut it off directly."

It is impossible to kneel down. If you have the ability, you will really cut off my legs!

The big man turned to Zhou Zheng, his eyes flashing with annoyance, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, ready to move.

He listened to Zhou Zheng's words, shouted suddenly and screamed strangely.

Immediately, six or seven people rushed out of the mourning hall, standing at the door, staring at Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai with a fierce look on their faces.

Huang Weihuai's scalp was tight, and he was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of breaking his legs. However, if he was broken legs and kneeled towards Nurhaci, it would be a great humiliation and he could not accept it!

He had no choice but to continue looking at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng glanced at the Jianlu guards, bent down and rolled up his pants, and said to the big man: "This is the knee, it is more difficult to cut the knife on the front. Do you see it here? After all, the bones can be cut off with just one knife. If you don't kneel, you have to kneel down. Come on..."

The big man looked at Zhou Zheng rolling up his trouser legs, his smooth calves showing, his expression became more and more ugly, and his eyes were ferocious. His chest was undulating, and his anger continued to accumulate, and the white air spurted out from his nose became longer and longer.

Of course, he didn't really want to cut off Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai's legs. He was ordered to give the so-called "Emperor" of the Ming Dynasty to know the power of their Great Jin Kingdom!

But these two wise men dare to inspire him without knowing their lives!

It's simply seeking death!

The big man was Huang Taiji's son-in-law. He was evaluating the price of cutting off the two men in his heart, and his hand slowly raised it.

Huang Weihuai couldn't help but tremble, and had turned his head, with a serious expression and a fearful look at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng bent over and rolled up his other leg and said, "It is best to cut it down, otherwise it will be symmetrical, otherwise it will not look good. If your ancestors are not happy to see it, right? By the way, don't use the knife in your hands. It is not sharp enough. You should cut it quickly, accurately and ruthlessly. If you cut it, you will not feel so painful if you cut it in neatly. "

The big man's face turned pale, gritted his teeth, waved his hand suddenly, and said in a gurgling voice.

The six guards rushed in immediately, and at the same time drew their swords, they were about to greet Zhou Zheng, Huang Weihuai and others.

Huang Weihuai's expression changed drastically, and he felt even more hatred. He shouldn't expect Zhou Zheng to have no hair on his lips and not be able to do things safely!

At the same time, my heart flies, how to deal with the situation in front of me.

They cannot really be chopped off their legs and kneel in front of Nurhaci's spiritual throne, otherwise they will definitely become a joke for the ages!

Zhou Zhengyi was not afraid, calmly, and still gestured, telling the big man how to cut.

Just as these six guards were about to arrive in front of Zhou Zheng, a cold shout came in from outside.
Chapter completed!