"Have you ever dreamed of marveling at the power of the imperial court?"
"What domineering words!"
"What other tricks does this Zhou Zhenwen have?"
"Are you so confident?"
Empress Liang Zhao looked at Zhou Zhenwen, who was standing with his hands behind his back and a calm expression, and was inevitably curious.
One guess at a time, one idea after another emerged.
"Could it be the devices he has been hiding? Firearms? Crossbows?"
"During the last famine simulation in Qingzhou, he asked his housekeeper to secretly bring a dozen boxes to Qingzhou. The contents of these boxes may be the key to turning things around for him..."
Empress Liang Zhao admitted that Zhou Zhenwen was very strong, stronger than many martial arts masters she had ever seen. At his age, he was unrivaled in both martial arts and poetry. He could be called an unprecedented genius.
If such a person is not greedy for power and wealth, but devotes himself to assisting the sage, he will surely become a celebrity through the ages and a model of loyal minister that will go down in history.
With the help of this person, the empress Liang Zhao is confident to expand her territory and lay a large foundation. The people will live and work in peace and contentment, and she will not close their homes at night, and she will become a wise emperor through the ages.
But it is a pity that such a person is blinded by greed and power, and becomes a traitorous official who is greedy for power and wealth!
"Why……"
Empress Liang Zhao sighed faintly: "If you could not be greedy, or be less greedy, I would find a way to protect you... But you are really going too far..."
During the famine in Qingzhou, Zhou Zhenwen once carried 100,000 taels of gold. He used this as an excuse to pretend that he and the Qingzhou aristocratic families were dead together, forcing them to cut their flesh and blood to stabilize the chaos in Qingzhou.
However, the empress Liang Zhao, who knew everything, knew that one hundred thousand taels of gold was just a drop in the bucket compared to the money actually controlled by Zhou Zhenwen.
The most valuable thing in his hands is not gold, silver and jewelry, nor antique calligraphy and paintings, but fields.
According to the records that can be found, Zhou Zhenwen actually controls at least 50,000 acres of farmland.
Not a single grain of rice produced from these lands has entered the national treasury.
Based on this alone, Empress Liang Zhao could not forgive Zhou Zhenwen.
He is so greedy!
Eternal greed!
The screen derived from the simulator turned and came to the outside of Qingzhou City.
[Qingzhou City, the city gates are wide open, and densely packed soldiers and horses leap out from the three gates, gradually gathering into a powerful and well-equipped elite army. 】
[Facing their gathering, Zhou Zhenwen did not order a charge to defeat their gathering, but silently waited for their troops to gather together. 】
[This scene also made Zhang Qi, who had arranged crossbows and artillery on the top of the city and was about to attack, feel relieved. 】
[Zhang Qi thought to himself: This Zhou Zhenwen is still too young! If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he will never have another chance...]
[Watching this scene, Wu Shangyong, Minister of the Ministry of War, was extremely anxious: Zhou Shoufu, why don’t you move the army? This is the best opportunity. While the Qingzhou army is not yet firmly established, we only need the army to press forward to disrupt their formation! We have many people, even if we are not as powerful as the Qingzhou soldiers, with the strength of our numbers, we can completely defeat them as long as we disrupt their formation! 】
[Zhou Zhenwen looked at the firearms and crossbow beds at the top of the city, and slowly said: Zhang Qi has arranged everything a long time ago. If our entire army presses up, he will definitely release artillery and arrows regardless of the enemy or ourselves. Once he is attacked by artillery, arrows If we are covered by arrows, our casualties will be extremely serious. Even if we can capture Qingzhou City, it will definitely be a tragic victory. 】
[Wu Shangyong, Minister of the Ministry of War: A tragic victory is okay! The soldiers and horses under our command are originally rabble-rousers recruited from various places. If we can defeat the elites of Qingzhou, it is already very good. A miserable victory is also a victory! It’s better than losing! 】
[First Assistant Zhou, please don’t forget that you issued a military order. If you fail to capture Qingzhou City, you will be removed from your position as Grand Master of the Cabinet. At that time, everything you have worked hard for many years will be over! 】
[Zhou Zhenwen: Whether they are the soldiers and horses under my command or the soldiers of Qingzhou, they are all the people of my Great Wilderness, and they are all the soldiers and horses of my Great Wilderness. Deaths and injuries due to internal fighting, no matter how many, are all sacrifices in vain! In order to protect the people and their families, they should have fought with the aliens on the border. Even if they died on the battlefield, they would have died a worthy death. But now, they died under Zhang Qi's conspiracy. 】
【They shouldn’t die like this! 】
[Wu Shangyong, Minister of the Ministry of War, hated the fact that iron cannot become steel and said: Zhou Shoufu, now is not the time to be kind to women! Compassion does not control troops, and there is no need for mercy on the battlefield. If we lose, we will never be able to leave Qingzhou. All the generals who follow us will die! 】
[Causing their death because of your kindness is the greatest injustice to them! 】
[Zhou Zhenwen: You don’t have to use your life to break through the Qingzhou army’s formation, I have a way to defeat them. 】
[Come here, give me the command flag. 】
[A general quickly held the flag in both hands and handed it to Zhou Zhenwen. 】
[Zhou Zhenwen said nothing and strode onto the high platform. 】
[Wu Shangyong, Minister of the Ministry of War, looked at this scene with a gloomy expression on his face. He didn’t know what kind of medicine Zhou Zhenwen was selling in his gourd? 】
[What exactly does he want to do? 】
"Aren't you going to come up with some hidden tricks?"
"What can you do with just a command flag?"
"Is it possible that Zhou Zhenwen wants to imitate the ancient sages and saints and borrow violent storms from the sky to defend against the enemy?"
Empress Liang Zhao was also confused by Zhou Zhenwen's actions.
She always thought that the reason for Zhou Zhenwen's confidence came from the hidden powerful mechanisms, crossbows, and firearms. After all, these things were brought to Qingzhou during the last famine in Qingzhou. Although they were useless, they could stabilize the chaos in Qingzhou. It is a powerful item and may be able to cope with the current situation.
But Zhou Zhenwen obviously didn't bring anything with him and just walked up to the high platform alone. Could it be that he really wanted to form a formation and cast a spell?
"But how is this possible?"
"Ancient magic and other such things have been lost a long time ago!"
"Even Confucian scholars have not spoken about the effect of Fa Sui. The line of Confucianism and Taoism has been severed long ago. How could Zhou Zhenwen do it?"
Empress Liang Zhao read some ancient documents and materials in the palace library and gained some understanding of things in ancient times.
In ancient times, martial arts was not the only thing. Scholars who practiced Confucianism and Taoism could also gain strength, cultivate a noble and righteous spirit, cultivate a pure spirit and literary spirit, and have the spirit of poetry and calligraphy in their chests.
And many scholars, after practicing the art of war, can use their own literary temperament to activate the art of war and perform all kinds of incredible phenomena.
Change the world, summon violent storms, thunder, lightning and hail, and set up all kinds of unimaginable formations.
But these are things of the past, these miraculous things have long been lost.
It hasn't appeared in thousands of years.
While Empress Liang Zhao was thinking wildly, Zhou Zhenwen's figure silently walked onto the high platform above the screen.
[On the high platform, Zhou Zhenwen holds a huge flag in one hand and stands beside him. His long black hair is shawled over his shoulders. His green gown is fluttering in the wind and rustling. The whole person is integrated with the surrounding environment, looking elegant and elegant. It's like the world has banished immortals to the mortal world. 】
[At this moment, he is the center of the entire battlefield. 】
