Dazhou was in Pei Du.
The city gates were wide open, and hundreds of officials knelt to welcome them. A battle was resolved, giving Wu Zhi a lot of face.
The scene of that day was still vivid in Wu Ming's mind. It had been a few days since the army entered the city. He changed into a set of casual clothes and roamed the streets. It was a different kind of experience.
Although the imperial court had not been defeated, Pei Du still had some atmosphere. The streets were crisscrossing, and the ground was relatively clean and tidy. Rows of shops lined up on both sides. In terms of liveliness, it was even livelier than Dingzhou.
At this time, Prince Ding's army had taken over the defense of the city. There was no great battle. Instead, because a bunch of foxes and rats had gone into hiding, the security was even better than before. Many people were on the streets, buying wine and meat, or measuring a few feet of cloth to make clothes. It was as if they wanted to vent the joy of surviving a disaster.
"After all, this is under the feet of the Emperor. The people are more energetic than the outside world, and their lives are not bad!"
There was a big difference between the ancient regions. The people of Pei Du could be said to be one of the most well-off people in the world.
Wu Ming walked a few rounds and came to a restaurant. He found a seat and sat down.
"Dazhou has nurtured scholars for 300 years, and today is the day to die for justice!"
At this time, from the side room, a heroic voice was heard. It was impassioned and carried anger, causing Wu Ming's ears to twitch.
"Prince Ding is a woman trying to usurp the throne. This time, he brazenly besieged the city and even wanted hundreds of officials to kneel to welcome him. How crazy!"
Through the door, a Confucian scholar could be vaguely seen. His hair was loose, and his chest was bare. He was dressed like a mad scholar and drank a large bottle of wine. "Now, he is even worshiped as the Prime Minister. He is courteous to all officials and governs Yin and Yang. If this can be tolerated, what can't be tolerated?"
"Brother, be careful with your words!"
A few people beside him frowned and immediately went up to persuade him.
Dazhou was a dynasty that lasted for 300 years. When it was time to be overthrown, there were still loyal and filial sons.
For example, on the day Wu Zhi entered the city, there were a few old Confucian scholars who stopped the emperor to remonstrate with death. If it weren't for the sharp eyes and quick hands of the guards, they might have been killed on the spot.
But Wu Zhi's destiny had already been formed, so he had a clear conscience. Even if he was condemned by thousands of people, he still acted on his own accord. It's just that he didn't make things difficult for those old fools, he even declined the conferment of the title and the reward of nine pewter.
Wu Ming naturally knew what she was planning.
As a king, he valued benefits over reputation.
Not to mention that her title of 'Prince Ding' was established by herself. If she were to be conferred another title by the Imperial Court, what would become of her?
On the other hand, the young Emperor was unwilling to give up the position of Prime Minister. It was only because Wu Zhi threatened him with the army that they had no choice but to reach an agreement.
After all, the Prime Minister was the head of all the officials and had the duty to assist the Emperor in ruling the world. If his authority was great, he could even override the imperial power!
Wu Zhi naturally took a fancy to this position because of this.
She did not come here to revive the Dazhou. Using the Emperor to order the feudal vassals was just a temporary measure. In the end, she still had to take the path of replacing the Emperor.
"Master!"
At this time, two plainclothes next to him came up and asked in his ear like servants, "What should we do with these arrogant students?"
If Wu Ming nodded, they would immediately take these people down and use them as targets to kill the atmosphere in the city.
"Let's forget about it for now. We'll talk about it after the title is confirmed!"
Wu Ming waved his hand. He was also very generous. Anyway, Wu Zhi had not yet become the Prime Minister. When he became the Prime Minister, he would issue an official decree. This would be justifiable. Those who disobeyed him could be directly punished by the law.
"Yes!"
These servants were all trusted aides. Some of them were clever and had already inquired the shopkeeper and waiters about the names and birthplaces of these Confucian scholars. When the government decree was issued in the future, they would be counted as one of them and they would not be able to escape.
"The Xiucai rebelled. Three years …"
Wu Ming drank and ate as he looked at the bustling streets. He seemed to be deep in thought. "Overall, the situation is not bad. Although some Confucian scholars have some complaints, they are only at the level of complaints …"
The people from the Hundred Schools of Thought were not fools. At this time, Wu Zhi had the upper hand. Whoever stood out would definitely be killed as a warning to the others. Were they tired of living?
They returned to the Prince's Mansion.
This was a gift from Zhang Duan, Chi Chun, and a few others. It was said that this used to be the mansion of a prince. It occupied a large area and had deep courtyards. It had the style of a royal family.
At this time, it was accompanied by a dense number of bodyguards who blocked the streets and patrolled back and forth. It had a dignified air of a royal family.
In the hall, Wu Zhi had just received a guest. He looked tired. "I only found out about the situation in the imperial court when I came to the capital. It is shocking. Among the civil and military officials, not a single one of them has not betrayed the country …"
She seemed to be smiling bitterly. "If I didn't stipulate that only third-rank officials and above have the right to request an audience, the entrance would probably be full of carriages now!"
These words made Wu Ming laugh. "Don't you know that you're not in the capital? This is the heart of the city of Dazhou. Any random brick could hit a prince or a noble. Seventh or eighth rank officials are just small officials … "
"That's true …"
Wu Zhi turned around and suddenly bowed to Wu Ming. "I haven't congratulated my husband! Just now, Zhang Duan told me that His Majesty is going to bestow a marriage. I'm going to have another younger sister! "
"Oh, about that …"
Wu Ming touched his nose. He heard that the princess who was going to be bestow a marriage was the current Emperor's younger sister. Her title was Duanrui. She was beautiful and intelligent.
Of course, the most important thing was her identity.
His royal sister was only one aspect. She was secretly a Primordial Spirit. She was even the reincarnation of the Emperor's daughter!
When it came to this, other than Wu Ming, there were not many people in the world who would dare to take her as a concubine.
"A princess wanted to be my husband's concubine. I heard that at that time, the Emperor was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. In the end, this woman was righteous and persuaded the Emperor herself."
Wu Zhi had a faint smile on her face. It seemed that she was a little jealous.
In fact, this was her doing. She wanted to use this matter to show that she had the means to control the Emperor. However, she was a woman after all. Although she took the initiative to take a concubine for her husband, she felt a little strange when things came to the end.
This subtle emotion was immediately grasped by Wu Ming.
He chuckled and stepped forward to lift Wu Zhi's bright white chin. "This is all thanks to my wife! If it wasn't for you, how would the Emperor be willing to marry his younger sister? How do you expect me to thank you? "
As soon as he said this, Wu Zhi suddenly blushed and spat lightly.
After a few teasing words, the two finally got down to business.
"In the Grand Court Conference the day after tomorrow, the Emperor will formally worship me as the prime minister. This can't be changed. However, what do you think I should do after I become the prime minister?"
Wu Zhi looked at Wu Ming expectantly. Only she knew that her husband not only had unfathomable strength but also had an extraordinary grasp of the general trend of the world.
For example, she had been confronting two military towns in the Spiritual State. However, when he showed interest and gave some advice, people like Ding Bao and Ma Meng immediately became clowns and grasshoppers after autumn. Now, they had entered the capital and were about to take over the world!
"My wife, you already have a plan. Why do you ask me?"
Wu Ming blinked his eyes. "Xuzhou is bitter and cold. I guess you have long wanted to return to your hometown?"
"Yes!"
Seeing that her plan was seen through, Wu Zhi admitted it openly, "Fortunately, you're not my enemy. Otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."
"We need to be careful about moving the capital. However, this is a battleground, and we can't stay for too long."
Wu Ming nodded and agreed with Wu Zhi's idea.
Moving the capital!
As soon as she became the Prime Minister, the first thing she planned to do was to move the imperial court. If not Dingzhou, she would at least move to the Spiritual State.
After all, Xuzhou was newly conquered and only occupied a small part of it. Besides, there were several forces eyeing it covetously. It was really not a suitable place.
If they retreated to the rear, they could effectively preserve their strength.
Moreover, by moving the capital, they would completely control the imperial court and the officials. They could only become puppets in their hands and couldn't interfere in the slightest.
"The population can be delayed, but the emperor and the officials of the imperial court must move immediately!"
At this point, Wu Zhi's face was full of killing intent. "Our spies have sent us information. Since I entered the capital, the feudal lords in various places have been in frequent turmoil. Several feudal lords near Xuzhou have secretly joined hands to come to Shangluo to rescue the emperor!"
Obviously, after seeing Wu Zhi's trick, many feudal lords couldn't help it.
They also had talents under them, so they naturally knew that they couldn't let Wu Zhi control the imperial court and put on a righteous front. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
With only strength but no status, one would be a tyrant and an overlord.
With only status but no strength, one would only be a symbol to be played by others.
But when the two were combined, it was the feudal lords' turn to be frightened.
Now that Wu Zhi was the top feudal lord in the world, they certainly didn't want to see this woman take control of the righteous front and be able to righteously command the country and rule the world.
"Well … this matter is indeed a little worrying, but it's not a big deal. After you become the Prime Minister, directly send the angels to various places to confer titles to the provincial governors and feudal officials!"
Wu Ming smiled and said directly.
"Those feudal lords also have strength, but they don't have much status. Now that they have been recognized by the imperial court, they are naturally overjoyed. Most of them will probably agree directly. But in this way, they will also indirectly recognize the authority of the imperial court and your majesty."
"Not only that, only names and weapons can't be fake."
Wu Zhi's eyes lit up. "If when conferring titles, we can slightly provoke the feudal lords to attack each other and restrict each other, wouldn't it be a great opportunity for me to rule?"
She only had to think for a moment before a few strategies popped up in her head. Perhaps it was because of convenience, or perhaps it was because of the circumstances, but all of them were very confident that they would be able to collapse the anti-government alliance. She couldn't help but look at her husband with even more admiration.
Wu Ming casually said a sentence, but it left an endless aftertaste, making her have a feeling of being enlightened by drawing analogies.
This kind of bearing and talent, as well as the perfect strategy, was like an antelope hanging its horn, untraceable. Even a state knight like Ceng Yu was probably inferior.
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