Zhang Yitan knelt on the ground, with cold sweat on his head and numb scalp: "Sir, I am...that's a drunken word, no offense, no disrespect to you. I am following you for more than ten years, and I am absolutely unwilling to you, please tell me!"

Zhou Zheng turned his head, looked at Dongfang, and said, "Okay, get up. It's too early for you to follow me. Your comrades, generals, deputy generals, and even generals have all been on the table. And this year, the people around me are all promoted one by one, but you haven't moved. It's not surprising that you have some complaints."

Zhang Yitan was shaking all over and sweated constantly on his head.

The master in front of him has been following him for more than ten years and has been a personal guard for a period of time. In some major battles, he also blocked the sword for Zhou Zheng. He was promoted from a small personal soldier to a deputy general, which was completely promoted by Zhou Zheng. Now he can see his trust in the Dongzhimen.

But those "adults are partial" a few days ago, "confidants are promoted and made money, and forgot the people who fought to the death to block the sword", "adults don't know how to recognize people, and new people forget the old people" and so on, and so on, will not be happy to hear it.

Zhang Yitan is not afraid of Zhou Zheng doing anything to him. Zhou Zheng faces the people around him, as long as he does not exceed the rules, he is always afraid of sending him away.

Zhang Yitan is a rough man and can't speak. Listening to Zhou Zheng's words, he can only think in his heart, but he doesn't know what to say.

After a while, Zhou Zheng turned to look at him, saw that he was still kneeling, and said with a smile: "Okay, get up, do you want me to help you?"

"I dare not." Zhang Yitan quickly shouted loudly and stood up carefully.

Zhou Zheng looked at the scar on his face and said, "You have blocked the knife for me, how could I forget it? After October, you twelve deputy generals will all serve as deputy generals in the country."

Zhang Yitan suddenly woke up and knelt on one knee again excitedly, saying in a deep voice: "My dear Lord, I dare not forget my kindness!"

Zhou Zheng snorted coldly and said, "I've only told you this. If you get drunk and talk nonsense, you can go back to your hometown to farm."

Zhang Yitan was no longer afraid, and stood up with a smile, saying, "My general will never dare to do it again. By the way, my father-in-law of Mo general hid more than a dozen jars of good wine. Mo general will give it to the adults later."

As soon as Zhou Zheng turned around, he was about to go downstairs and said, "Save it for yourself to drink."

Zhang Yitan chased after him, smiling with a flattering smile, which was very different from his mighty and majestic appearance. He saw the guards around him stunned and shocked.

He accompanied Zhou Zheng down the city tower and said, "You don't like drinking, so you can hide it. In the future, the eldest son and the second son will be able to get married..."

Zhou Zheng laughed, raised his foot and got on the carriage.

Zhang Yitan was still shouting, very enthusiastic.

Zhou Zheng left Dongzhimen and held a banquet at the Zhuangyuan Building to host officials from the court and the country. Most of these people were separated from Zhou Zheng and Zhou Yanru. They seemed to have no power, but they were really not a secret when they gathered together.

There were also some officials in the opposition and with certain influence, including Tian Zhenshu and Zheng Shouli, who were almost all influential.

At the dinner table, Zhou Zheng held a wine glass and chatted with these people, talking about various things from the Age of Qi Dynasty to the present.

Many people laughed with Zhou Zheng, but more were reserved and polite, and did not make more gestures.

Zhou Zheng is no longer the time he used to be. He doesn’t need to worry about them, but they have to respect Zhou Zheng in turn.

Many people recalled the big event yesterday, and looked at Zhou Zheng's expression and were frightened and respectful.

Zhou Zheng smiled and talked with these people, and was also observing who was available.

Zhou Yanru, who was short-lived and glorious, was about to become a thing of the past, and Zhou Zheng needed more people to support his reforms.

After a meal for two hours, Zhou Zheng left the restaurant.

Of course, many people bid farewell to Zhou Zhengyi and wished they could follow Zhou Zheng.

Tian Zhenshu, Zheng Shouli and others watched Zhou Zheng's carriage leave under a group of guards, with their expressions very complicated.

They wanted to absorb Zhou Zheng into the hometown association at the beginning, but they were worried about Zhou Zheng's "impulsiveness and recklessness" and gave up because they were worried about the trouble.

Who would have thought that more than ten years later, Zhou Zheng would reach this point today.

They can't stand it.

"The conquest of Xibo is to conquer Xibo. With such a demeanor, it is indeed extraordinary!"

"Yes, Zheng Xibo has always dared to speak out. I remember that in the sixth year of Tianqi, Zheng Xibo entered the court with the first time as a censor. He scolded the civil and military officials in the Golden Palace to shamelessly speak out generously and without fear..."

"I was there at that time. No one in the court dared to be with civil and military officials. Everyone was ashamed of each other..."

"Hey, if it weren't for the rioters who were mediocre and inaction, why would the thieves be allowed to invade the capital and the country would suffer in vain..."

"It's not too late now. Didn't the campaign of Xibo just now say? The court should make things right and make great innovations! Zhongxing Ming Dynasty is a good opportunity for us to work hard to serve the country and revitalize the mountains and rivers..."

At the entrance of the Zhuangyuan Building, there were countless people talking, all of whom were full of excitement and expectation.

The expressions of Tian Zhenshu, Zheng Shouli and others became even more complicated.

Zhou Zheng's actions were not deliberately concealed and soon spread throughout the capital, even under martial law.

cabinet.

Zhou Yanru listened to Fan Wenjing's report, and his old face was cold and indifferent, and said, "I understand."

Fan Wenjing looked at him, paused for a moment, and said, "Yuan Fu, I heard that Zhang Shangshu and Chen Shangshu are sick."

That is, Zhang Sizhi, Minister of Rites and Chen Yan, Minister of Revenue.

Zhou Yanru didn't know what they were thinking, but was simply frightened and wanted to protect themselves.

Zhou Yanru looked up at Fan Wenjing and said coldly: "Tell them that even if they die, they will die in the capital!"

This is the way out for these two people and those who have similar thoughts.

Fan Wenjing knew their current predicament and said, "Yes."

Zhou Yanru rubbed his temples and said, "Is there any news in the palace?"

Fan Wenjing looked a little confused and said, "No. It is logical that the order should have been issued long ago, but the palace is very quiet, there is no news, and it is difficult for the officials to inquire about it."

"The Golden Palace plots to assassinate the Emperor" is a great sin that will not be forgiven! The emperor should be the most angry and issued an order to the foreign court to investigate and handle it strictly.

But the little emperor went to the Ministry of Justice once, rushed back angrily, and locked up the Qianqing Palace. No one knew what was happening inside.

There was no order in the palace, and there were no movements in each yamen, and the yamen runners and cavalry everywhere stopped moving. The martial law capital seemed a bit strangely calm.

Zhou Yanru could guess something, and he was bored between his eyebrows.

The little emperor of Qianqing Palace did not speak, so he would let Zhou Zheng fiddle outside. The longer the little emperor remained silent, the more things Zhou Zheng could do.

Zhou Yanru didn't want to give Zhou Zheng so much time, but the little emperor was just angry and went to ask for a meeting now and urged him to issue an order, which would probably add fuel to the fire and backfire.

Zhou Yanru discovered that he was sandwiched between Zhou Zheng and Zhu Cilang.

After thinking about it, Zhou Yanru and Taoism: "What you said is right, I should go and have a good talk with Zhou Zhengyun."

Fan Wenjing bowed and didn't say anything.

In the case of "Jinluan Palace assassination", both the pros and cons of Xibona were conquering Xibona. He said that whoever is a party is a party, even if Zhou Yanru is, that is!

Since yesterday, Zheng Xibo has actually grasped the highest power and public opinion of the Ming Dynasty!

Zhou Yanru thought about talking to Zhou Zheng, but in fact he felt very stressed. Last time he was arrogant, but this time he wanted to beg for the whole thing.

"Go and find Xibo, he will settle the place." Zhou Yanru said in silence.

Fan Wenjing knew from this "he came to decide" that the short-term and stable power structure had already slid toward Zhou Zheng's side.

"Yes." Fan Wenjing raised his hand calmly and sighed in his heart.
Chapter completed!