Wang Zhiren said, looking at Wu Zheng with blame. The meaning in his eyes was naturally accusing Wu Zheng. After all, the two sides were ready to sign a contract, so no matter how much hatred it would be to embarrass the other party on the scene, right?

If you fight, you have to live up to your face. When the two countries fight, they will be sent to you if they don’t kill them.

But Wu Zheng just sat there, even turning his face away, as if he hadn't heard or seen.

This kind of impoliteness made the Qing officials resent it. To illustrate, none of the dozen Qing officials who came were Tartars, but they were all Han people.

Wu Zheng's ignorance of etiquette made the audience entertained the people in the city happy. They wanted to see Hong Chengchou being defeated.

But Hong Chengchou's expression remained unchanged. After listening to Wang Zhiren's introduction, he sued Wang Zhiren.

Then he walked around two steps, walked to Wu Zheng, and bowed solemnly: "Lin'an Bo's command of the army is like a hand-in-arm, and Hong admires it. When he sees it today, he will be lucky in his three lives."

Wu Zheng couldn't avoid it anymore, so he had to stand up and bow, "I've heard that Mr. Hengjiu has a righteous face, but it turns out to be true when I see him today. Wu Zheng thought he could meet Mr. Hengjiu in the three battles of Yingtianfu in Suzhou, Changzhou, and Yingtianfu. He didn't want God to mess with him, so he didn't give Wu Zheng this opportunity. Fortunately, he finally met him today, and it's not in vain to treat him hard."

Even a fool could hear the sarcasm and badness in Wu Zheng's words, but Hong Chengchou pretended not to understand. Not only that, he also laughed forward, reached out to grab Wu Zheng's hand, and laughed out loudly, "In this way, today Hong will be close to Lin'an Boduo, and relieve the pain of longing for love."

This kind of closeness made Wu Zheng get goose bumps. To be honest, Wu Zheng didn't want to disrupt today's signing ceremony, after all, he nodded.

But Wu Zheng expressed his hatred for Hong Chengchou in his heart in an untimely manner.

Wu Zheng shook Hong Chengchou's hand away, and took a step back with disgust on his face.

People, when they reach a certain position, there will be people rushing to please them. Just like Hong Chengchou, there will be countless people around them who have no chance to flatter.

Now, just as Hong Chengchou was stunned, a companion official beside him shouted sternly: "Do you dare to be rude to the Grand Secretary of the Communist Party of China?"

If Hong Chengchou had this on the spot, Wu Zheng really couldn't fight back. At most, he would just fight each other for a few words, and in the end he would do whatever he should do. After all, personal honor and disgrace must be given in the face of interests.

But after being scolded by this Qing official who seemed to be a Han Chinese, Wu Zheng found an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Wu Zheng laughed very kindly.

While laughing, he turned to Wang Zhiren and said, "Duke Xingguo, thank you, Wu Zheng is rude."

Then he shouted coldly: "Come here, take this guy down."

Just kidding, in Yingtian’s mansion, there is no one who can stop Wu Zheng, except for the kindness of the Duke of Xingguo.

Even if the 100,000 Qing troops are now siegeing the city, as long as Wu Zheng is willing, he can kill the person he wants to kill before the Qing army enters the city.

As soon as Wu Zheng finished speaking, Ming soldiers rushed up and rushed towards the unlucky official.

But after all, Hong Chengchou came with the Qing army. Seeing this, the Qing army accompanied him drew his sword and confronted the Ming army.

The scene instantly became uncontrollable.

Wang Zhiren's face turned green and he hurriedly stepped forward and advised: "Lin'an Bo calms down, today is not a day to do something after all."

Hong Chengchou's face also changed drastically. He never expected that Lin'an Bo would make such an uncontrollable move.

When the two countries are at war, they are not yet killed. What's more, just a word of scolding?

Hong Chengchou hurriedly said, "Lin'an Bo calm down, the people under my command have made a mistake. I ask Lin'an Bo for a love affair."

Wu Zheng Shiran said: "Mr. Hengjiu is a guest from afar, and Wu Zheng is a landlord. This face must be given."

These words relaxed the tension in the venue.

Hong Chengchou also breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was reasonable.

I didn't expect Wu Zheng to tell me, "Diet crime can be avoided, but life crime can't be spared. If someone comes, I will use this fang thirty stick to be used to respect me."

Now even Hong Chengchou was angry. He said in a deep voice: "Lin'an Bo, after all, he is an official of the Qing Dynasty. Even if he has to deal with it, it is probably not the official of the Ming Dynasty, right?"

Wu Zheng laughed instead, "Mr. Hengjiu said it is reasonable, and the Ming Dynasty officials naturally cannot control the Qing Dynasty officials. But Mr. Hengjiu should know that this villain is obviously a Han Chinese, but he is an official of the Qing Dynasty and helps the Tartars to harm his compatriots. As a Ming official, he can naturally serve his ancestors for eighteen generations, so he can teach this beast who forgot his ancestors a lesson."

Even a fool can hear this, Wu Zheng is scolding the mulberry and apocalypse.

Everyone who heard it from the audience shouted "Okay!"

Hong Chengchou was humiliated by Wu Zheng one after another, and no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't hold back. He said with a ferocious look: "Wu Zheng, are you going to disrupt the signing of a contract today and fight the Qing Dynasty?"

Look, this is a threat.

Fortunately, Wu Zheng was not stingy and was afraid.

"Mr. Hengjiu is wrong. I am just teaching this ancestor a lesson for the unworthy descendants. What should I do if I sign a contract with today's truce?" Wu Zheng said calmly, "But then again, it is not Wu Zheng asking for your side to truce. This is the common wish of both sides. If Mr. Hengjiu wants to continue fighting, Wu Zheng will never stop him. Mr. Hengjiu can take people back and explain the situation here to the Qing court and continue the war. Although Wu Zheng does not have many soldiers, as long as I give orders, these people will still dare to die."

Speaking of this, Wu Zheng turned to the Ming army soldiers on duty below the stage and asked loudly: "If the war starts again, will you dare to fight?"

The Ming army soldiers roared in unison, "Dare to fight! Fight to the death!"

Even the people watching the fun joined in the fun,

"Fight! Fight across the Yangtze River."

"Kill all Jianlu!"

"Return to my Ming Dynasty!"

...The scene was out of control for a while.

Looking at Hong Chengchou, whose face was blue and white, Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Wu Zheng is only a farmer family. He has reached his current status in one year, which is also a help from his ancestors. If you come easily, you will not cherish it. So, I want to bet on your Mr. Hengjiu, but you can't control the policies of the Qing court. But do you dare to gamble with me?"

Hong Chengchou was stunned.

No matter how high his status is, he is just a minister. How could he be as arrogant as Wu Zheng?

But in fact, Wu Zheng was right. Now in Yingtian Mansion, Wu Zheng can almost make a decision.

Even if Wang Zhiren is on the side, the question is, will Wang Zhiren refute Wu Zheng’s face because of this?

Obviously not, because this has nothing to do with Wang Zhiren's interests. On the contrary, the eight million taels that Wu Zheng promised him to form a new army and the three dukes was enough to make Wang Zhiren firmly stand on Wu Zheng's side.

But Hong Chengchou couldn't do it. He knew that the Qing court had no longer transferred it, which means that the 40,000 or 50,000 Qing troops in Jiangbei was the limit for the Qing court to gather troops in a short period of time.
Chapter completed!