Please ask me to be the emperor

Zhang Shun didn't mention the hard night, but he had to get up early the next morning with two dark circles under his eyes, a pale face, a depressed look, and a heavy breath.

As soon as he walked out of the door, the "big disciple Sun Wukong" praised him: "Master is very good!" As a result, Zhang Shun's face darkened and he didn't want to talk to him.

Wukong suddenly became a little unhappy and thought to himself: Master, what does this mean? According to common sense, you shouldn't boast a few words, and I, Lao Sun, just happened to be borrowing the donkey from Poxia. Then I asked the mother-in-law who promised me before, how is the search going? Does the master still want to cheat and refuse to admit his fault?

Afterwards, Zhang Shun arrived at the meeting place and just saw Zhang Shenyan, Song Xiance, Zhao Yutou, Zhang Dudu and Han Lin. I saw them whispering to each other, glancing at Zhang Shun from time to time, pointing and looking so abominable!

It's no wonder that Zhang Shun's face turned sour. Originally, he thought that although he had to work harder, as long as he could hug him from side to side, it would be worth it to be as happy as a god.

Who would have thought that one monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink! Three monks are like this, let alone four women?

Originally, after Zhang Shun ordered someone to bring the big bed over, Lady Hong and Li Xiang were still arguing.

Haha, you won’t back down from me, right? Then I'll take it off and see how you respond!

Just a little trick! Who is afraid of whom? If you dare to take off your clothes, so will I!

Good guy, after a while, the two of them took off their clothes completely. Zhang Shun drooled when he saw it.

As a result, one was wrapped in a quilt and rolled to the left, and the other was wrapped in a quilt and rolled to the right. They each covered their heads, leaving Zhang Shun there to dry.

Well, in that case, let’s sleep peacefully! Zhang Shun was too tired to pay attention to them, so he planned to make a bunk on the floor to deal with them overnight.

As a result, Jian'er and Liu Rushi came over, one grabbed his left arm and the other his right arm, and dragged him to the bed.

Zhang Shun had no choice but to lie down in the middle of the bed: I'm sleeping, you can do whatever you want!

So, the red lady teased him on the left, and Li Xiang seduced him on the right. In just a moment, the dignified King Shun turned into "Optimus Prime".

Zhang Shun originally wanted to transform into a beast and pounce on him. Unexpectedly, the red lady and Li Xiang couldn't let go in front of each other, so they just pushed him towards the opposite side.

Come on, how can I sleep now?

At this moment, Zhang Shun finally achieved the achievement of hugging each other and sleeping in the same bed. It's just that this achievement is a bit different from his imagination!

The four of them had been tossing around until the sky was getting brighter, and Zhang Shun closed his eyes for a while. But there was still business to do today, so I had to squint for a while, and I could only resist the sleepiness and get up.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Zhang Shun coughed twice, looking like a gentleman, and asked: "How is the carving of the tombstone? Can it be used soon?"

Governor Zhang quickly stood up and responded: "After the lord gave the order last night, I summoned all the masons in the city overnight. When I looked at it just now, it was almost completed! The inscription and handwriting were all drafted by Lord Zhang. Please check it, lord!"

After saying this, Governor Zhang handed over a roll of paper. In fact, the inscription is almost finished, and it makes no difference whether Zhang Shun reads it or not. It's just that as the Lord, he still has to go through the process. Zhang Shun glanced at it briefly and praised: "Yes, Mr. Zhang's calligraphy and writing style are getting more and more outstanding!"

Zhang Shenyan said a few polite words, and Zhang Shun continued: "The matter will be carried out according to the policy discussed yesterday. First, it must be done with great fanfare to make the people in the city aware; second, it must be solemn and solemn, highlighting the difference between the rebels and the officers and soldiers; third, it must be "

Zhang Shunzheng was emphasizing on how to act, when he heard a shout, and someone came to report: "I came to report on the order of General Zhao Lizi: His Royal Highness Prince Fu is still bored in the palace, and he wants to participate in this matter. I don't know whether it is fair or not?"

Cao Wenzhao's expression changed after hearing this and he said nothing, just to see how Zhang Shun would respond.

Compared with Zhang Shun's habitual expression and reaction, which was half a beat slower, his mind was always sharp. He thought to himself: Although Zhao Lizi's abilities have improved a lot, he is still young. Can he send someone to talk about this kind of thing in person?

Zhang Shenyan was also taken aback and was about to react, but unexpectedly Zhang Shun shook his head gently at him and answered himself: "This is a grand event for our rebel army. His Royal Highness Prince Fu is willing to condescend to come. Our welcome is not enough." , how can you refuse?”

"This matter is not for His Highness Prince Fu. I should come and invite him personally. But since yesterday, everything has been complicated and I have not been able to take care of many things. Please forgive me for your forgiveness. I would like Mr. Zhang to help me draft a post later and respectfully invite His Highness Prince Fu to come and watch the ceremony." !”

Zhang Shenyan couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he thought to himself: My lord is becoming more and more scheming, how could he handle such a matter so flawlessly?

The sentence "This is a grand event for our rebel army" directly qualifies this matter. As the prince of Ming Dynasty, Prince Fu has no right to interfere in this matter.

"The king should personally come to invite you", which directly distinguishes the host and guest, and points out that you, the blessed king, are participating in this matter, but you are just a guest watching the ceremony.

"Draft a post for me" is to give Prince Fu enough face and respect his position but not his power. Let me directly make it clear to everyone here that King Fu is just a sign, and I, King Shun, have the final say in all affairs in Luoyang City!

Among everyone present, except Zhang Shun, Zhang Shenyan has the highest rank. Followed by Zhang Dudu, Lu Weiqi, Song Xiance and Cao Wenzhao.

In particular, Cao Wenzhao, as "the number one good general in the Ming Dynasty", in addition to his outstanding military talents, also has a keen political sense. He didn't even mention such nonsense as "Blessings come but not good fortunes".

If Zhang Shun had the ability to suppress the situation, he would be honest. If you show any weakness, he will jump out and fight you. If "the west wind overwhelms the east wind", he will wait for the opportunity to turn against the guest.

When Cao Wenzhao saw that Zhang Shun could easily settle the matter with just a few words, he was so impressed that he temporarily put aside other thoughts.

Everyone had made a decision, and then they rode on tall horses, wore solemn clothes, and walked on several major roads in Luoyang with great fanfare.

Twenty big men were set up in front, holding gongs and drums. While beating the gongs and drums to clear the way, they shouted loudly: "The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were unethical and injured innocent people. King Shun was benevolent and thought that the people were innocent. He specially ordered people to search the city. The body was buried in a mass grave outside the city. A monument was erected as a sacrifice, and the soul came back!"

The people of Luoyang had vaguely heard about this last night, but the folk customs at this time of year have always been about celebrations and mourning. Many people just regard it as a trivial matter and don't pay much attention to it.

Nowadays, the gongs and drums in the city are noisy, just like Ma Yingniang's troupe came to perform before, naturally attracting everyone to go out and have a look. There were also children in their 70s and 80s, who were all shouting and shouting behind them, making it very lively as if it was a new year or a festival.

Not to mention, those small merchants and hawkers, like flies that smelled the stench, quickly picked up their burdens, followed closely behind, and shouted loudly:

"Candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick, sweet and big candied haws on a stick!"

"Sugar Man, Sugar Man, who buys the Sugar Man!"

"It's maltose, maltose, maltose that sticks to your teeth and can't open them!"

Good guy, if you don’t know, you thought there was a temple fair in Luoyang City today.

Zhang Shun adopted the hype techniques of later merchants and immediately made the matter known throughout the city. He really deceived his subordinates, the gentry, and the people in the city.

How can a funeral like this have the effect of a temple fair?