The king behind the empress

Chapter 138 Yu Zhijun

Mo Zizai stood on the wooden platform and looked at Yu Zhiwei below. There were more than 800 people. This number was not too many, but it was not too many. With so many people standing neatly together, Mo Zizai could only When I was in school in the previous life, I only saw that all the classes came out to do radio gymnastics.

But unlike the chaotic scene when they were exercising, the Yuzhiwei in front of them were all dressed in green clothes, with Yuzhidao at their waists, standing there straight, without making any extra noise.

After seeing Mo Zizai standing still on the stage, all the Yuzhi guards shouted in unison: "We have seen the chief."

Being seen by so many people at the same time gave Mo Zizai a huge sense of satisfaction in his heart instantly, and this kind of satisfaction made him feel elated.

Now, he finally understands why so many people are obsessed with power throughout the ages, because this sense of accomplishment is really addictive.

Mo Zizai took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart, because he knew that those in power should not only hold power, but also take responsibility, and what he hated the most was responsibility, so he couldn't do this. It's fine to be a prince behind the scenes, being an emperor is a bit too difficult for him.

"I don't have many things to say, just two in total."

Mo Zizai looked at Yuzhiwei below, without the slightest procrastination, and said straight to the point: "First, Yuzhiwei has been renamed Yuzhijun. From today onwards, you are His Majesty's direct army."

"Second, someone betrayed Yuzhisi tonight and wanted to burn the statue. Now that he has been killed, the statue is safe and sound. What was originally promised to you will be delivered to you tomorrow as promised."

"Not only that, if you find this kind of statue in the future, I will still provide it to you as soon as possible."

"This king will provide you with the best resources and the most generous treatment, and help you practice with all your strength."

"But these are not without price. This king wants you to become the sharpest knives in my hands and wipe out all enemies for His Majesty. Can you do it?"

"I wish to die!" Yu Zhijun's voice was uniform, and the voice shook the whole field.

"very good."

Seeing the morale of the Yuzhi army soaring, Mo Zizai nodded and poured them a bowl of chicken soup, "The future of Dazhou depends on you from now on."

"If you are strong, Great Zhou will be strong; if you win, Great Zhou will win!"

"Here!!!"

Facts have proved that as long as it is not poured frequently, the effect of chicken soup is still very good. When nearly two thousand Yu Zhijun heard what Mo Zizai said, their faces flushed with excitement, and they wished to throw their hearts on the spot for Mo Zizai to see theirs. loyalty.

"Okay, this king will stop here, let Commander Zhou tell you the rest."

What Mo Zizai said was simple and clear. After the two things were finished, he immediately disappeared. As for the remaining details, let Zhou Qi talk about it.

Seeing Zhou Qi standing on the wooden platform summarizing what happened tonight, and telling Yu Zhijun about their future welfare, Mo Zizai shrugged and said to Qiu Wuping: "Let's go, let's go back to the palace first, Zhou Qi I don’t think we can go back today, we don’t have to wait for him.”

"Yes, my lord."

Qiu Wuping naturally had no intention of objecting. After nodding, the two returned to the city directly.

Although it was still dark and the city gate hadn't opened yet, Qiu Wuping couldn't help it at all. He took Mo Zizai directly across the city with a volley crossing.

Originally, there were experts guarding the city wall, but when I looked up, I saw Qiu Wuping, I just muttered in my heart, and went back to sleep again, "This old eunuch doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you out for a stroll?"

By the time Mo Zizai hurried back to Shangyang Palace, most of the night had passed. Although with his strength, he was not sleepy after staying up for so long, the habit he had developed for a long time still made him want to sleep.

Perhaps because of Mo Zizai's absence, Tang Weiyi seemed very insecure. She curled up and hugged herself into a small ball to sleep on the dragon bed.

Mo Zizai glanced at Tang Weiyi's sleeping posture, shook his head lightly, and after taking off the clothes on his body, he gently got into the quilt.

After Mo Zizai came in, Tang Weiyi had already sensed it, but it was a special spiritual sense belonging to martial arts practitioners, like a kind of aura, and she would not wake up when she realized that the person who came was a familiar person.

It wasn't until Mo Zizai began to take off her obscene clothes that she was awakened in a daze, but when she saw that the person in front of her was Mo Zizai, she squeezed into Mo Zizai's arms and fell asleep again up.

Feeling the two bodies frankly meeting each other, Mo Zizai looked at the ceiling on the top of Shangyang Palace speechlessly, feeling very helpless.

The feeling of being able to only watch but not eat is really too frustrating.

But fortunately, Xiaolu will almost be able to reach the human realm in the day after tomorrow. At that time, he must release all the anger of the past few days. Well, it is best to take Xiaolu with him.

Tang Weiyi, who was sleeping drowsily, felt that something was hard against her, so she pulled it aside.

"Sigh~"

Mo Zizai, who was thinking about something good, was suddenly attacked by Tang Weiyi, and couldn't help gasping, "Girl, can this thing move around casually? You wait, and I have to clean up you later."

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The next day, the people of Tianjingwei were divided into several teams early in the morning, no one was in charge of an area, and began knocking on the doors of rich merchants one by one.

Although it is inappropriate to ask for money in the early morning, they are not begging, they are collecting donations under the order of the emperor, so there is no need to look at the time.

It's just that although Tianjingwei went early, they didn't gain much.

Several teams of Tianjing Guards had knocked on dozens of courtyards in the capital, but apart from adding some notes to the list in their hands, they basically gained nothing.

Xue Wanche and Cui You also personally led the team for this fundraiser, but they also didn't gain much. After they came out of a compound, they happened to run into each other.

"How is it, Xiao Cui, how is the harvest?"

Although he didn't receive any money, Xue Wanche was the head of the Tianjing Guard after all, and not many people dared to show him face, so he still had a smile on his face.

"I went to seventeen houses and received a total of 700 taels and 26 taels of silver."

Although Cui You also didn't receive any cold reception, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, "But out of the more than 700 taels, 300 taels are for me, and the remaining 420 six taels are for me. It is for His Majesty."

"Oh, that old man is better than you."

Xue Wanche said with a smile: "They gave the old man 3000 taels, which is enough to cover the old man's salary for several years. It is really generous."

"If I had known this benefit earlier, the old man should have visited their house more in the past two years. It's a pity that there will probably be no chance in the future."

Cui You didn't understand Xue Wanche's implication, he asked with a cold face: "Then how much did they give to His Majesty and Da Zhou?"

"It's about the same as you, the old man charges more than 600 taels."

Xue Wanche didn't seem to think that the number was small at all, and even joked: "These people are really shrewd in their calculations. In order to show that they are poor, they even gave back a small amount."

"It's really interesting..."

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