After this information could no longer be concealed, the old news about the Golden Family began to spread on the streets and alleys, and finally inevitably came to Hai Motian's ears. He was naturally furious!

How could the old things that have been working hard for so many years and have been determined to suppress them again, let alone shocking the waters.

He ordered an investigation into the matter, but found that the rumors had long been overwhelming. So many people were circulating word by word. You heard, I heard, after searching, they were just roadside vendors or distant relatives, which was worrying.

Wu Ya took the people to check, and his face became more and more pale. After he finally got into the secret market, he realized that there was a reward. The person who offered the reward was suspected to be a native of Nanying. Yes, Chen Zean's disguise had obvious characteristics of Nanying and imitated the accent.

He was half-covered at that time, and there were people in the dark market. They were all very smart. They had long guessed from the traces exposed by him "unintentionally". Naturally, some people also found that the token he carried with him and the emblem on the cards appeared and disappeared.

Long Qi and his team were planning to use the two pieces of Nanying and the eldest prince to disrupt the situation, but Uya also touched them all.

When they knew the result, Wuya's mind was buzzing. The people of Nanying were really annoyed. His Majesty, their Majesty, especially hated that they did not have the advantage in trade with Nanying over the years. They finally managed to win back a city with Da Kun, but... they collapsed again.

The people of Da Kun actually dared to covet the forbidden area and tried to find out the bottom line of Beimo. After the envoy disappeared, Hai Motian was still so angry that he slapped the table. He wanted to cut those people into pieces!

After calming down, Hai Motian realized that Beimo had lost the bargaining chips to compete with Nanying and tore his face apart. In the future, antibiotics, snowflake salt, etc. would never be gone. How could he make money from Nanying people?

The trade between the two countries suddenly returned to their original form. At this moment, something happened again. There was also the stupid eldest son, Fusheng Pavilion. He asked the people from Fusheng Pavilion to be his advisers. What was his idea?

Hai Motianshen knew how much effort he had spent to stabilize the people back then, and how many of them were borrowed from Daqi's light. Many of Daqi's actions came from the first queen and the head of Fusheng Pavilion, who were just borrowing it for use.

This is his confidence and a "secret" that cannot be told by others. Those who know him shut up their mouths obediently, without mentioning where those measures came from, and just treat them as his ability to Hai Motian. Over time, he himself thought it was true.

The three words Fusheng Pavilion uncovered his hypocritical skin. The anger he made at the eldest prince was not only a suspicion that he had selfish intentions, but also a reminder that he was not so clever in his publicity, how could he not be angry or angry?

I heard that the eldest prince sent the counselor out. He was originally planning to kill the matter, but let the man escape.

As expected, how could the person trained by Lu Qi be unable to do anything? Fortunately, I didn’t hear that the man had defected to anyone else in the future. Hai Motian’s tone calmed down, and rumors of the Golden Family occurred again.

When Wuya entered the palace, Hai Motian had just vented his anger, and when he was in a state of peace, after hearing Wuya's reply, Hai Motian was not very good: "Nanying accent?"

"That's right, Your Majesty, the people of Nanying have been silent. Could it be that they want to create civil unrest in the Northern Desert?" Wuya checked and investigated, and after repeated verification, he dared to enter the palace to report: "Some people saw that the person who offered a reward was carrying a token, which was proof of the picture."

Wuya was trusted by Hai Motian, but she fell into trouble on Su Baoer and was eager to show her merits to Hai Motian. Before he entered the palace, he asked someone to paint the pattern of the token. Although only one-third of it was exposed, he could also cross the line when he saw some outlines.

Hai Motian looked at it for a long time but couldn't see anything. He said coldly: "What pattern is this?"

"I saw too few places. This is the information I bought from the secret market for money. It is definitely accurate, but it is not complete." Wuya said: "There are still rumors. What should I do if you think of this?"

Wuya was originally from the Ministry of Rites, so it was not his turn to do this. However, after the envoys had an accident, he cooperated with Dali Temple to investigate and was ordered by Haimotian to carry another burden at the same time. It was not important where they were, and the emperor would do whatever the emperor asked him to do.

"You don't have to pay attention to this matter. Your Ministry of Rites should also take charge of the sacrificial matters. Take this opportunity to let the people watch," Hai Motian said: "Take out the golden armor and show it."

"Your Majesty is going to use golden armor to flatten the mouths of the people?" Wu Ya understood the gods and sacrificed the ancestral temples, and used the rulers to determine the good and bad luck and choose good days. This is the responsibility of their Ministry of Rites. Unexpectedly, Your Majesty was ready to face the enemy head-on!

"Hmph, some people want to take advantage of the situation, but they also have to see if they can accomplish anything. Instead of letting rumors be free, it is better to break the rumors. The descendants of the Golden Family, the true bloodline, and their holy objects, Golden Armor, have recognized me as my new master, and the world is mine!"

Haimo's white hair was about to jump up, and his words were filled with resentment: "Hmph, it's not worth mentioning!"

Seeing that His Majesty was sure to win, Wuya couldn't say anything. He felt that this time the matter was too chaotic. His Majesty was too lazy to deal with such twists and turns, so he simply cut it off with one knife. It sounded like a good idea, but why was his heart so lingering?

After leaving the palace, Wu Ya went to arrange the sacrifice. The original time was three months later. Now that His Majesty is about to smash the rumors, he can only arrange to advance the matter. All the supplies needed for the sacrifice have to be prepared in a hurry. There are too many details involved!

This movement is a big movement, and there will naturally be some wind and noise. Long Qi and the others were stunned when they knew Hai Motian’s response. They had to admit that this was an excellent countermeasure. The significance of the Golden Armor was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It would be better for Hai Motian to use it to stabilize his status. If it were them, it would be this choice, but the situation would be unfavorable to them. After working hard for so long, it was difficult for the uninformed Mengwu people to give up. How could they give up?

"Young Master, what should we do?" TEDA was in extreme excitement for a while, and everything was developing in a good direction. He was a little bitch and had contributed a lot of honor, but now he has been on the iron plate.

Long Qi recovered after a brief moment of stasis, touched the boy's head and said, "My boss once said something to me - it's a challenge and an opportunity. I think our opportunity has come."

The boy listened to these strange words, and with his experience, he could not understand them. When he turned his head, Uncle Ada and others had their eyes shining brightly, and the uncles also put down their tools and surrounded them.

Under the leadership of Uya, the annual high sacrificial ceremony changed its time, and the people also learned that this sacrificial ceremony had the opportunity to see the legendary golden armor, and it was suddenly more popular than the anecdote that the golden family bloodline still existed in the world as I heard before.

Teda is young and can't stand being at a disadvantage all of a sudden. After hearing the people's comments from the street, he feels depressed when he returns to his residence.
Chapter completed!