The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty admired Zhao Rui even more.
If it were anyone else, seeing someone slandering them like this, they would have to cut them into pieces.
Zhao Rui not only let him go, but also arranged for him to spend his remaining years peacefully.
"Accurate!"
Murong Bing waved his hand, and the Qianyu Guard next to him dragged the old minister down.
"However, I do think that these are not sins. I would like to ask, does my will in this court still count? Can I still mobilize Dashang's army?"
As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials present knelt on the ground.
"Long live! Long live! Long live!"
Murong Bing looked at the civil and military officials kneeling in front of him with great satisfaction, and then sat back on the dragon chair.
"Why did King Zhao come back this time?"
Zhao Rui didn't say much and directly took out the letter from Feiying outside the customs.
"How dare people from the world dare to be disrespectful to my family, the Great Shang Royal Family. When I come back, I want to resolve the issues in the world and make them truly surrender to the Great Shang!"
All the civil and military officials above the court were shocked. Since ancient times, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This is inevitable.
Moreover, Jianghu has a unique set of rules. Although he abides by the laws of Dashang, he scorns the imperial system.
Many times, the court could not control the affairs of Jianghu at all, but Jianghu people could interfere in the political situation of the court to some extent.
The rulers of past dynasties wanted to take over the entire world for their own use, but in the end they failed.
But once the world is in chaos, the Jianghu people gathered together can occupy the territory of the great merchants in a short period of time, and even establish themselves as kings.
The Mohist family is the leader among them. They even have a black and white army of 100,000 people.
With such an army at hand, they can easily become a nation of their own.
Fortunately, Zhao Rui was already a Mohist giant in the true sense, and the Black and White Army was also disbanded and incorporated into the Great Shang Army.
"I wonder what King Zhao plans to do?"
Murong Bing suddenly became excited. If this thing is accomplished, its contribution will be no less than unifying the world!
Zhao Rui walked to the map of the main hall.
"The demise of Southern Chu is imminent, and it won't be long before the great merchants can unify the world. Then it will be the best time to deal with these gangsters. I will go to Baidi City first to challenge Wu Chengtian!"
"What? Wu Chengtian!" Murong Bing suddenly became nervous: "Wu Chengtian is known as the best in the world, and no one has been able to surpass him for decades. Is King Zhao really going to go?"
Zhao Rui's eyes were firm: "We must go. If we want the entire world to surrender, we must challenge all the masters in the world!"
Murong Bing clenched her hands tightly into fists: "I know, but those gangsters have nothing to do with it. King Zhao went like this, just in case..."
"Please be at ease, Your Majesty!" Zhao Rui looked extremely calm: "If the world's best swordsman is not afraid, how can he be afraid of Wu Chengtian?"
Now that they were in the court, Murong Bing didn't know what to say. He could only wait to persuade him after he retired from the court.
"Since King Zhao has made up his mind, I won't say more. Now the war in Southern Chu is in a stalemate. I wonder what King Zhao thinks?"
Zhao Rui raised his hand and pointed on the map.
"When I was in Tubo, I studied the monarchs and ministers of Southern Chu every day. Although most of them were drunkards, there were still a few slutty ministers!"