C635 635 General Zheng

His subordinate still felt that this matter was a little uncertain. Could a great general who could keep the border a secret really be a brute without a brain or force?

"Your Highness, this subordinate thinks that we should still be careful. Even if Zheng Qing Feng has no brains, he would not make a mistake on such a big matter."

Wei Shao had a confident look on his face as he shook his head, "That's because you don't know how much Zheng Qing Feng loves her. If she were to say that she wants to be the empress right now, Zheng Qing Feng would definitely help her snatch the throne away."

His subordinates were surprised. There really was such a person in this world?

The reason why Zheng Qing Feng and Meng Chang Xiong are so good is because the two of them are very similar in personality. In their eyes, their families are much more important than the Sovereign King, and without implicating their families, they would be loyal to the Ji Clan and would bow down to their families, but if it involves their families, they will always prioritize their families. "

On this point, Wei Shao had clearly calculated Zheng Qing Feng's personality. Thus, from the very beginning, he had planned to fight Meng Hui head on. As long as he could grab hold of Meng Hui, he was not afraid that Zheng Qing Feng would not give in.

But now, there was no need for him to do anything.

The reason why Zheng Qing Feng dared to bring such a large army into the capital was because he gave the Kaiser a chance to attack. Most likely, when the Kaiser found out that he had entered the capital, he had already planned to capture Meng Hui.

When that time came, he wouldn't even need to act. This pair of monarchs would fight each other. Then, wouldn't he be able to reap the benefits of being a fisherman and reaping the rewards?

His subordinate still wanted to say something, but Wei Shao's self-confidence, which made him listen to the words of others, was very tactful and chose to keep his mouth shut.

The more he thought about it, the happier Wei Shao became. Right now, he wished that Zheng Qing Feng would immediately come to the capital, he could not wait to go to the Zhaoming Hall and see how Zheng Qing Feng was blowing his beard and glaring at him.

Sure enough, Zheng Qing Feng did not disappoint Wei Shao and arrived in the capital two days earlier than planned.

The huge army of one hundred thousand that he brought all stationed themselves at the foot of the mountain outside of Jindu.

"General, the emperor is currently discussing matters with the other lords. Please wait a moment."

Seeing Zheng Qing Feng angrily rushing into the imperial study, Wang De anxiously tried to stop him, but he was lifted by the collar and carried to the side.

"Wang De, don't make me unhappy or I'll throw you out."

After which, he rushed into the royal study.

At this time, in the Imperial study room, Prime Minister Wang Shi, Grand Tutor Pang Jing, Grand Tutor Shen Qian and other ministers were discussing matters with the Kaiser when they saw Zheng Qing Feng barging in just like that.

When the Grand Preceptor Pang saw Zheng Qing Feng, that unbearable past surged into his mind, causing him to feel the shadow of his heart whenever he looked at Zheng Qing Feng. Thinking about the things he did this time, he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart!

How could he still be so arrogant when he was about to die? This old fellow's brain must have been eaten by a dog, he dared to barge in without being summoned by the Kaiser.

Zheng Qing Feng looked different from him in his fiery temper. Even though he was already over forty years old, and had a handsome, handsome, and pretty face, even though he had been guarding the border for many years, he had never turned into a dirty bumpkin.

Time and environment always gave him such preferential treatment, and his appearance was clearly that of a gentle and beautiful handsome young master. Of course, that was on the premise that he didn't lose his temper or speak.

Just his appearance alone was enough to cause people to hate him, but Zheng Qing Feng was extremely hateful. The reason was because he did not have any brains, and when he did not like anyone, and was not even willing to say a word, he had used his fist to greet Zheng Qing Feng. How could he not be hateful?

What was even more hateful was that this person was clearly acting as he pleased, even though he came and went as he pleased, the royal family doted on him.

The two hundred thousand soldiers of the Zheng Family had been raised by the Imperial Court to be tall and sturdy. As the leader of the two hundred thousand men army, how could he not be arrogant and hit someone without a word?

The key point was that the royal family was supporting him.

Yet, this old man was blessed by the heavens. He actually did such a generous favor. Wasn't it courting death to bring a hundred thousand Zheng Family soldiers and rush straight to the capital to do it?

Grand Preceptor Pang sneered in his heart, somewhat taking pleasure in his misfortune.

If this old fellow was killed by the Kaiser this time, he would be able to smile and wake up even in his dreams. All these years, that punch where Zheng Qing Feng broke his nose in front of everyone made him unable to let go.

Every time he heard news of Zheng Qing Feng, he would wake up from his nightmares. The nightmares were very simple, and he had his nose broken by Zheng Qing Feng in Zhaoming Palace.

Thinking about it, Grand Preceptor Pang became extremely angry. Relying on the fact that this was the imperial study, and the fact that Kaiser had not hidden his displeasure when he first saw Zheng Qing Feng, he snorted coldly at Zheng Qing Feng, "General Zheng has been here for so many years, but he has yet to learn the proper etiquette. Even though I clearly know that Your Majesty is discussing proper business in the imperial study, you still dared to barge in like this."

Grand Preceptor Pang's words had obviously pulled the Kaiser down as well, as they were trying to stir up some sort of relationship between Zheng Qing Feng and the Kaiser.

Zheng Qing Feng didn't bother with the Grand Preceptor Pang. To be more precise, he didn't even look at the Grand Preceptor Pang, but just suddenly raised his hand and slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong and sturdy wrist.

Grand Preceptor Pang's face turned white, he instinctively took two steps back and stared at Zheng Qing Feng in defense. The few people in the study room naturally saw Grand Preceptor Pang's action, they lowered their heads and suppressed their laughter.

After all, at this time, the three of them laughed at Grand Preceptor Pang.

But no one had forgotten the matter of Zheng Qing Feng breaking the Grand Preceptor Pang's nose with a punch at the Shining Light Palace. It was reasonable for the Grand Preceptor Pang to be so afraid of Zheng Qing Feng right now.

After all, Zheng Qing Feng was not a person who acted according to common sense.

"Grand Preceptor Pang probably hasn't seen him for many years, his ability to pretend to be unconscious has grown again."

Zheng Qing Feng snorted coldly, and sarcastically replied. He was not like the other people in the hall who were giving the Grand Preceptor Pang face, the damned old man was grumbling and spitting feces everywhere in the hall, either it was this or that, and only a few words were aimed at him. He did not have patience, so listening to him get annoyed, he could only give him a good beating.

Zheng Qing Feng's senseless words made Grand Preceptor Pang's face turn even uglier. Of course he knew what Zheng Qing Feng was talking about.

That year, when he was beaten until blood flowed out of his nose in front of the eyes of Zheng Qing Feng and his officials, everyone thought that he was knocked out by Zheng Qing Feng. Only he himself knew that if he did not faint at that time, he would not be able to face anyone.

That was why he fainted before he could even catch his breath. He didn't think that this old fellow would actually realize that he was in a bad position even now. Grand Preceptor Pang had the urge to faint once again.