Villain: Rule Mobei and become a genius?

Yang Ye returned home in a daze.

Seeing his appearance, all the sons gathered around him.

After they learned about Zhao Zheng, their blood was surging.

Horses trample the royal court and sweep across Mobei. Only such a hot-blooded man can become a real man.

The main purpose of Yang Ye's visit today was to persuade His Majesty to accept Zhao Zheng and allow him to return to the country.

Everyone looked at Yang Ye expectantly.

"It's all gone!"

Yang Ye's wife, She Saihua, saw that he looked wrong and sent her seven sons away.

"Master, how was the court today?"

Yang Ye shook his head, came to the middle hall and sat down, his eyes dull.

He originally thought that the Song Dynasty could still be saved, but when he saw the Dukes Gonggun in the court today, he understood that the Song Dynasty was in a hopeless state.

Dragons and tigers gathered all around, and the emperor of Qin was known as the ancestral dragon. He swept through the vassal states and sat firmly on the throne at a young age.

The legend of Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty resounded throughout the five countries.

The emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was also a generation of ZTE.

The Sui Emperor was cruel and cruel, but at least he had a strong backbone!

But he is the only one who is obsessed with the harem, has no independent opinions, and relies entirely on his own imagination to govern the country.

Yang Ye has already seen the fate of the Song Dynasty in the future, it will be divided up by a pack of wolves!

"Ugh!"

Yang Ye sighed slowly and told everything that happened in the court today.

As She Saihua listened, the expression on her face gradually solidified.

"How ridiculous, our Song Dynasty has reached this state!" Yang Ye said and shouted angrily.

"It's all because of the treacherous phase that Your Majesty behaves like this!"

"Bewitched? Master, you are too stubborn." She Saihua snorted from the tip of her nose.

"How can a wise and powerful emperor allow Qin Hui to be arrogant? This is clearly the emperor's problem."

"you--"

Yang Ye stood up and pointed at She Saihua angrily.

The principles of king and father are always engraved in the bones.

After pointing for a long time, Yang Ye finally turned around and sat on the chair.

What She Saihua said was reasonable, but he just couldn't accept it.

"Master, believe it or not, if you leave the Song Dynasty, Qin Hui will frame you for collaborating with the enemy! If you don't give him face today, he will definitely find a way to target you."

"He dares!"

Yang Ye slapped the table and stood up with an angry look on his face.

"Could it be that Your Majesty just condones him doing this?"

"Master, don't you already know whether to condone or not? What will happen to His Highness Zhao Zheng? What about Yue Fei? Master, you should make a decision early!"

Yang Ye looked back at She Saihua with a question on his face: "Decision? What decision?"

She Saihua sighed inwardly, Yang Ye is just a fool and doesn't understand this!

"I surrendered to His Highness Zhao Zheng, led an army to clear the emperor's side, and promoted His Highness to the throne! At that time, Master, you will be following the dragon's merits!"

After the words fell, Yang Ye's eyes were shocked.

He never expected that She Saihua would say such words.

This is a crime of rebellion!

Kill the nine tribes!

"Master, I have said this, you can make your own decision! Everything depends on your decision, but you also have to consider your sons. There is no reason for Wei Guo to die guarding the border, but if he died in I don’t want to be in this whirlpool of the court!”

The last four words of She Saihua are sonorous and powerful.

If Qin Hui could exile Yue Fei, he could also exile Yang Ye.

Lessons abound.

She Saihua really didn't know what he was hesitating about.

Isn't Zhao Zheng much better than that useless emperor? Just look at the things they did in Mobei, which one could have been done by the loser on the throne.

After She Saihua left, Yang Ye sat blankly in the middle hall, lost in thought for a long time!

……

Northern Mobei.

This is a paradise for nomads and the birthplace of prairie warriors.

The holy place in the hearts of many Mobei people is here.

The leader of the eight golden tribes, Zhamuzhen Royal Court is located here.

Night falls.

The spreading and intersecting tribal fires are connected into one piece.

There are strict guards in the king's tent.

Today the leaders of the six golden tribes are meeting here.

Angry voices came from inside from time to time, making the guards at the door nervous.

in the account.

A thin, pale-faced middle-aged man with disheveled hair, a golden sword in his hand, sat on the main seat.

The six people below were chattering and arguing endlessly.

These leaders were all shocked by the news coming from the southern part of Mobei.

Zhelan Royal Court was actually wiped out by a deposed prince from the Central Plains. When they learned the news, they all thought it was a joke.

After all, Zhelan Royal Court's combat effectiveness ranks among the top among the eight golden tribes.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, various scouts were confirming the truth of the news.

They panicked, and several kings of the golden tribe came to the royal court of Zhamuzhen.

"Brothers, please stop arguing!" King Zhamuzhen pulled out the golden knife, slowly removed the roasted mutton and put it on a plate, sprinkled some crushed salt on it and put it in his mouth.

While chewing, all the gold tribe leaders stopped talking!

This is the deterrent force. Usually, when major problems occur in Mobei, they always go to King Jamuzhen to solve them.

He already had the aura of the Lord of Mobei.

King Jamuzhen chewed the hot mutton in his mouth and said intermittently: "We can't mess up our own situation, can we? They haven't done anything yet, let's straighten it out first!"

"That's what King Zhamuzhen said!"

"Makes sense!"

Several tribal leaders agreed.

But one of the people stood up and said with a dissatisfied look: "King Zhamuzhen, please tell me the outcome of the process. How long have we been here? Two hours, right? You didn't say anything, just... Then eat!”

"You will have strength after eating and drinking enough. If King Wuliangha feels that this king is taking it too slowly, he can seek revenge on Zhao Zheng on his own!" King Zhamuzhen continued to cut the meat piece by piece.

The movements are very gentle.

"you--"

When King Wu Liangha was about to speak angrily, a figure covered in black robes suddenly appeared behind him. At the same time, a scimitar pierced his back.

puff!

As the other party vomited blood, the other tribal leaders stood up in fear and looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Zhamuzhen, do you know what you are doing?"

Several tribal leaders spoke angrily.

Since ancient times, there has never been such a direct fight between the eight major tribes.

After Zhamuzhen had eaten and drank enough, he put down the golden knife in his hand, looked at the other tribal leaders with a smile, and waved his hands for everyone to sit down.

Several people suppressed the shock in their hearts and sat down slowly.

"Brothers, we are one family. One family does not speak the same language as the other. Do you know why we have not been able to defeat the Five Kingdoms of the Central Plains for so many years? We were even chased around by Shen Yong?"

"why?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

Zhamuzhen gave him an appreciative look, but did not rush to reply. Instead, he wiped his hands, slowly got up and came to the side of the dead King Wuliangha, stepped on his head and said sternly: "Because we not united!"

He said and looked at everyone with a smile: "So even if there is no Zhao Zheng, I will kill you."

Whoa!

Several tribal leaders all stood up and touched their waists. Unfortunately, their scimitars had long been removed.

King Zhamuzhen stretched out his hands and bowed to the ground.

"Great Changshengtian, Zhamuzhen hereby promises you that I will definitely let the grassland radiate his glory."

Pfft!

All six tribal leaders fell in a pool of blood.

Including the guards they brought outside!