Chen Anming was in great pain at the moment, and he had difficulty making a choice.
The conditions offered by Zhao Yanxun were very attractive. Not only was he a member of the royal family's position, but he also promised to share weal and woe with the royal family.
But the power in our hands also makes people unable to put it down. How can we just give up?
"Your Majesty, in the Dusi Yamen, I and Gao Qianshi jointly make the decision. Matters of authority...I have to consult with him before deciding!"
Unexpectedly, at this time, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded again, and another zombie fell down in response.
"Master Gao, you can make the decision on this matter yourself, why let others take a share of the pie!" Zhao Yanxun turned around and asked.
The meaning of these words is very clear. If Gao Yongfa also participates in the change of power, Chen Anming will not be able to wait for the benefits just now.
"this……"
With Zhao Yanxun's hunting, all the zombies near the river have been cleared away, and those further away are beyond the reach of bows and arrows.
Throwing the bow in his hand to Lin Dagui, Zhao Yanxun faced Chen Anming directly, and then asked: "Master Chen, to put it bluntly... I am here to raise my arms, how many people do you think will be willing to follow me?
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These words weakened Chen Anming's bargaining chip. Facing Zhao Yanxun at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he was forced by Tian Jingtong some time ago.
Walking to Chen Anming, Zhao Yanxun patted him on the shoulder, and then said: "Without further delay, Mr. Chen, think about it carefully and give me an answer today!"
To give a reply within one day, the time given by Zhao Yanxun can be said to be extremely short. This is to put pressure on Chen Anming.
After saying this, Zhao Yanxun led the men down and walked towards the gate tower. He had just hunted the zombies and let him walk a while on the city wall.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone under the city wall shouted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!"
This was the cry of the surviving people under the city wall. They had just heard the soldiers shouting "King Yong is mighty", so they knew that it was King Yong who saved their lives.
Zhao Yanxun stopped, just showed a smile, and then led the guards down the city wall.
Listening to the grateful voices of the people under the city wall, and looking at the soldiers looking at Zhao Yanxun with reverence, a word came to Chen Anming's mind.
"As expected..."
Only this word can describe Zhao Yanxun's status.
After Zhao Yanxun left, seeing Chen Anming standing there blankly, Qianhu Duan Hong immediately came to greet him.
The conversation between Zhao Yanxun and Chen Anming just now was not very loud, so except for a few people close by, no one knew what they talked about.
"Sir, why don't you go down and rest?" Duan Hong asked with concern.
"Duan Hong, what do you think of His Highness King Yong?"
Faced with Chen Anming's extremely sudden question, Duan Hong was stunned on the spot, wondering how he could let the two of him comment on King Yong.
"Sir, how can you talk casually in your humble position!"
This statement surprised Chen Anming, and then he asked: "Are you so afraid of King Yong?"
Duan Hong smiled awkwardly, how could he admit these words.
"Forget it, you can take care of the people and guard it, it's time for me to go back and have a rest!" Chen Anming waved his hand.
Duan Hong noticed something strange about Chen Anming, but everyone in this world has difficulties, so Duan Hong didn't ask any more questions.
With the support of the house slave, Chen Anming slowly walked down the stairs, and the person in the sedan rushed home.
He looked worried all the way. After entering the house, his eldest son Chen Yuhe noticed it.
Chen Yuhe is thirty-one years old this year. As the son of a general, he is tall and tall, and his demeanor is no worse than that of an ordinary Qianhu.
Seeing that his father was worried, Chen Yuhe asked bluntly: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Anming was not in a hurry to reply, but sat back in the living room.
The maid brought tea. Although zombies are now sieging the city, it has little impact on the lives of powerful people like them.
After taking a sip of tea, Chen Anming felt much more at ease.
"Dad...what's going on? Could it be that the city can't be defended?" Chen Yuhe couldn't help but ask.
"Yuhe, daddy will find you a position in Prince Yong's Mansion. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuhe's expression could only be described as confused.
"Dad, Prince Yong's Mansion and we are not from the same family, and you have offended Prince Yong. How can your son go to work in the Prince's Mansion!"
Chen Yuhe smiled, thinking his father was joking with him.
"If my father had this opportunity, would you like to join the palace as an official? Or would you rather take over my position?"
One is Baihu, the palace guard, and the other is Si Tongzhi, the capital of Longyou. Normal people seem to choose the latter.
But Chen Yuhe hesitated.
"If you really have a choice, the palace's hundreds of guards would be a good choice under the current circumstances!"
Chen Anming was really surprised when he heard his son's words. He didn't expect such a result at all.
"Why not choose the position of Dusi?"
Chen Anming looked very unhappy. In his eyes, the son he was most proud of at the moment was almost like a prodigal.
"Dad... Dusi's position is like this. Will his son be able to control those people?"
What is happening now is that the order is gradually collapsing. Without the appointment of the central court, how could these hundreds of thousands of households obey Chen Yuhe?
In fact, even Chen Anming himself was worried about rebellion among his subordinates all the time, which brought him great pressure.
"And even if they reluctantly obey me, my son still feels that it is safer to be tied to Prince Yong's Mansion!"
Chen Yuhe's words completely made Chen Anming make up his mind.
"Well, this afternoon, you can go to work in Prince Yong's Mansion!" Chen Anming said solemnly.
Hearing these words, Chen Yuhe couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Dad...you are confused. Dusi Yamen has no control over the Palace Guards Department!" Chen Yuhe suppressed his laughter.
Unexpectedly, Chen Anming said in a deep voice: "Dad used Dusi Yamen to get this position for you!"
Seeing his father's solemn tone, Chen Yuhe said seriously: "Dad... you are not joking, are you?"
"Is this kind of thing a joke?" Chen Anming said angrily.
At this moment, Chen Yuhe couldn't laugh anymore. He really didn't expect his father to do this, although it made sense.
"Aren't you willing to go to the palace? Why are you so embarrassed now!" Chen Anming sneered.
At this time, Chen Yuhe showed his decisiveness as a young man. His eyes became simple, and he solemnly clasped his fists and said: "Dad, I am willing to go!"
As Chen Yuhe said to himself, all positions are vacant at the moment, and the right way is to follow whoever has a way out.
Prince Yong's Mansion is full of talents and has a sound and complete institutional system. It is indeed a rare and good place.
Unexpectedly, Chen Anming sighed: "Actually, even if you don't want to... today's matter is a foregone conclusion!"
"The troops and horses of Dusi can only and must be handed over to Prince Yong's Mansion. If we are not decent, his Prince's Mansion will help us be decent!"
Chen Yuhe nodded and didn't say anything else. He understood the reasoning.
"Dad, do you want to hand over the military power?"
"Give it to the palace!"
"You alone have the final say?" Chen Yuhe questioned.
"I will call the others to the mansion later to discuss this matter together!" Chen Anming said calmly.
"But what if people don't agree?"
Chen Anming picked up the tea cup again, took a sip and then said: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and those who do not know the current affairs... are looking for death!"
