The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Timing is of the essence.

How can it be done as quickly as possible?

Wen Zhang began to think after receiving the task.

None of these princes and kings have a simple plan, so how could they easily compromise?

This is a test of his personal ability. He must show the majesty of the imperial envoy to make people fear.

There is one best way, and that is to make an example to others!

It's just that this is a bit extreme, and he may have to bear more infamy.

That is to take his old club to the knife.

If you don't show mercy to your former master, what about others?

Yes, just do it!

Wen Zhang made a decision as soon as he gritted his teeth. He has already embarked on this path, so he should be more thorough...

And he immediately announced in a high-profile manner that the first stop was Fengguo, leading people to rush there, which attracted people's attention even more.

He is already an imperial envoy of the imperial court, does he still dare to pretend to be public for his own benefit?

There was talk and news spread.

The various movements of the imperial court also spread to the princes at the fastest speed...

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

Xiang Dezhong, king of Hun, was yelling at him right now.

Hun State is one of the closest vassal states to Shouchun, not far from the fortress, even his territory, so he is under the greatest pressure!

In just a few days, his heirs fell out.

He kept pressing, but he couldn't hold it anymore.

Public and private matters are the most difficult to deal with. As far as he knows, several vassal states have already started to implement it...

"Father, do you really want to carry out the Tweet Order? Then what should I do?"

Beside Xiang Dezhong, a young man said anxiously.

Of course he was anxious, because he was the eldest son of Xiang Dezhong and the future heir to the throne.

With the execution of the Tweeting Order, the advantage of his eldest son will be lost immediately!

"What do you do? I still ask me what to do?"

Xiang Dezhong calmed down after venting, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty's wrist is too powerful, what can I do?"

Ps: There will be a god of war born.

The first thousand 660 eight chapters imperial envoy!

Xiang Dezhong still gave up resisting.

As soon as the Tweeting Order was issued, he was physically and mentally exhausted, the family was divided, and the feudal kingdom was in chaos.

The imperial court has decided to send troops to garrison the border. In his view, this is a very clear deterrent.

All the vassal states are in a mess now, and they can't unite at all.

Form is stronger than man.

He was afraid that if he suppressed it, not only would he not be able to keep the country, but he would also lose his life.

"Gong'er, accept your fate!"

Xiang Dezhong sighed lowly: "This is the destiny, and the destiny cannot be violated!"

"Father, the imperial envoy sent by the imperial court was Wen Zhang, the counselor of King Feng. You also know him. For the sake of old love, he will be lenient."

"You are thinking too simply. You think that His Majesty will employ people so casually. Wen Zhang must have been instructed..."

Xiang Dezhong didn't say any more, and immediately sent people to gather many heirs, and started the division.

Hun country also had to start implementing it.

A complete vassal state was split, and those who got the fiefs were very happy and satisfied.

But the Hun country was completely disbanded.

This is the power of the Tweet Order.

Also unable to withstand the pressure, there are many vassal states, and of course there are those who forcibly suppress them but refuse to implement them... Fengguo is one of them.

Fengguo's position in the middle of Eastern Chu has grown stronger in recent years and has become the leader of Eastern Chu. Naturally, Xiang Baichuan was unwilling to be divided and fell apart.

When he returned to Fengguo, he decided not to implement it.

Xiang Baichuan doesn't have many heirs, and he also has a great majesty.

Even though the abbots were agitated, they still didn't dare to make too much of a fuss...

He also became a bellwether.

Many princes and kings looked at him.

If the biggest princes and kings in Eastern Chu had succumbed, what would they insist on?

Xiang Baichuan has been pressing down all the time, but now he feels more at ease.

The imperial court wants to send an imperial envoy to East Chu to inspect, and the imperial envoy is Wen Zhang.

Wen Zhang has been his counselor for many years, if he hadn't appreciated it, how would he have the reputation he has now?

Will he not remember such a great kindness?

He understood Wen Zhang's personality.

If he hadn't been forced by Wang Kang this time, how could he have left?

The position of imperial envoy must have been fought for by himself, just to provide convenience for himself.