Chapter 304: A melee plan to defeat the masters of the martial arts realm against the heavens
“You have used this excuse three times. The arrogance of the Western Qin Commandery King is really scary!”
Sifang Li Junsang, the Minister of Rites, whose face, beard and hair were all white, put down the tea cup with a calm expression.
He is sixty-seven years old this year, half a step into the realm of a little master. According to the regulations of the imperial court, he can still be an official for another twenty years. After such a long time, he even feels that he has the potential to become a third official.
The reason why the imperial court sent him here this time is that he was born in the Taiping Palace. He had a senior brother named Ji Yunzi. Ji Yunzi had a student named Mr. Haoxue. In Fufeng Mansion, he had an affair with Jiang Yuqing, who was also a bandit. During the festival, I had heard of Jiang Yuqing very early.
Secondly, his daughter-in-law is the concubine of the Jiang family.
Thirdly, he is a diehard loyal to the royal family and has always disliked the Jiang family.
I can't stand it, but I don't mind getting married to the Jiang family. This kind of coquettish maneuver is a common trick of old politicians.
For the past four years, he had presided over the marriage between Princess Shengping and Jiang Yuqing, and he knew Jiang Yuqing fairly well.
When he came, he was very ambitious, thinking that with his decades of experience as an official, there were countless ways to deal with this little kid. However, when he arrived in the land of Western Qin, he found that was not the case at all.
The people of Western Qin only have the king of Western Qin in their eyes!
He quietly went to the military camp outside the city and tried to bribe several lieutenants and generals. However, the Western Qin army was so full of iron that not even a small soldier wanted to pay attention to them.
The Western Qin Army, from generals to ordinary soldiers, is full of a strong sense of glory and pride. This kind of glory and pride is tied to Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin County!
This is a terrible thing.
Zhang Guangpu looked serious and said seriously: "Let the minister know. This is not an excuse. The prince is really ill."
Lijun Sang said indifferently: "I heard that the king of West Qin entered the country a few days ago, my little venerable. Although I am not in good martial arts, I also know that the little venerable will not get sick easily!"
" This matter..."
Zhang Guangpu's expression was still serious, but there was just a trace of hesitation. He didn't understand why the county prince fell ill. This was so strange.
At this moment, a faint cry suddenly came from the direction of the county prince's government office next door.
Crying?
"Prince!"
Zhang Guangpu's face suddenly turned pale. What could the cries from the Prince's palace mean?
Did you die?
He hurriedly staggered out of the room, his voice choked with sobs: "The prince..."
Scholars have always been emotional about the kindness of knowing someone who failed in the imperial examination and fled to nowhere.
There was a hint of hesitation in the eyes of Li Junsang, who was old and well-established in the country, and looked at the three people in the hall: "Mr. Thirteen, Young Master Hu, and Miss Hongzhi, what do you think? Is it possible that this Jiang Yuqing is really dying?" ?”
“This guy is cunning and can’t be trusted easily.”
A tall woman with a mole at the corner of her eye said in a cold voice.
She is the elder of Taiping Palace and has a sister named Dugu Hongye.
"Just when we arrived, he fell ill and passed away. Isn't it a coincidence? This is a crude little plan, not worth mentioning."
Hu Jingwei, the young director of the Fengjian Division, is as tall as a ball, with a swollen belly bigger than that of a woman who is eight months pregnant. His eyes are always squinted together, making it difficult to tell whether he is smiling or thinking about something. Ghost, as he spoke, he looked at the young man from the Shixian Palace, who had a strong physique, a square face, and was always covered with frost: "What do you think, Brother Zhuang Thirteen? Will he know in advance that we are with Li Shangshu?" Pretend to come to observe and take advantage of the opportunity to assassinate, and deliberately fake death? "
"Fake Qiuqiu!"
The young man seems to have fallen asleep, leaning on the Taishi chair, with his eyes closed. It was obviously a curse word, but it made him say it like a wise saying.
……
In the prince’s bedroom.
"Don't cry...block the news of my serious illness for the time being..."
Xin Zhuo looked at the faces in front of the bed with difficulty, "There should still be some time...I have to do something. ...Third Uncle..."
"Yu Qing, I'm here!"
Jiang Hu immediately came closer, and the crowd in the hall followed suit. Even Xiong Zhang, Sai Qingzhu and others raised their heads. tearful eyes.
They understood that the king was about to explain his funeral affairs, so they couldn't help but endure their grief and listened silently. "The land of Western Qin cannot be chaotic."
Xin Zhuo's tone became a little more serious, "There is no need for Song Laochu, Ying Jianying and Jiang Yuxi to come back. The strategy of the new three states and the eighteen prefectures... must be carried out.
< br>Ahem...Murong Xiu and the others do not need to come back. All armies and governments remain stable. Be kind to the people...
If I die, my third uncle will be in charge of the army, and Yu Gui will not be able to train her. Cultivate female heroes, and I will teach her the art of war, martial arts, and local governance..."
"Uncle!" The petite Jiang Nuying couldn't help but lie beside Xin Zhuo's legs and cried loudly.
"I saved it!" Jiang Hu asked anxiously: "Are there any more?"
"Let...uncle Jiang Yong and the untouched venerable puppets at home come quickly to stabilize the situation. No matter what method they use, they must arrive within a month... Master Huang Taigai, the Earthly Immortal, must also be invited... It will be of great use..."
Xin Zhuo first struggled to grab Jiang Hu's hand, his voice was very low, then gave up and grabbed Zhe Feiyan's hand: "You must...be kind to my widow, Feiyan is a good woman, and There are bear paws and the others!”
“Prince!”
The crying in the palace started again, heartbreaking.
Zhe Feiyan was completely off guard by the words "treat the widow kindly". In the past few days, she has gone from marriage, bride, husband's pampering, willing to die to fulfill her, to about to become a widow...
This way Such a life is something even gods cannot bear.
"My master is an Earth Immortal. Maybe she has a way, and I will definitely save you."
Zhe Feiyan turned around and wanted to leave.
“Don’t go!”
Xin Zhuo was "extremely weak", "It will take some time to return to Baiheqiu. I...I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until you come back, so stay with me for a while!"
Zhe Feiyan's face turned pale, and her body was filled with blood. His true energy and general situation were in chaos, with faint signs of collapse, and he fainted on his back.
"Madam." The maids were startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
"Help her go down to rest, you can wait...retreat, everyone should perform their duties, and don't neglect their duties."
Xin Zhuo waved his hand weakly.
"Here!"
A large group of civil and military personnel wiped their eyes, held back tears, and turned to leave.
The hall quickly became quiet.
Xin Zhuo closed his eyes, feeling a little embarrassed, but this game was too big and too exciting, involving at least dozens of venerables, several earthly immortals, major sects and court masters in a melee!
I am afraid it will be a fierce battle with top warriors that is rare in a century!
No matter how excessive it is at the moment, it doesn't matter whether it can be explained clearly afterwards, as long as it succeeds, it is worth it!
If you want to do great things, you must make choices.
I lay flat for a long time, quietly worked my mind, and then gave up.
I won’t reply, but I want to see how those bastards in the court play with a dying man?
Isn’t it difficult to eat food and see it in the smelly ditch?
[...Buy time, relax their vigilance, at least create their observation state, not rush to take action, and then slowly unfold, boil the frogs in warm water, when the time is right, destroy them all, the earth immortal will also do it for him...]
However, he wanted to continue deliberating quietly, but it was impossible -
Xiong Zhang, Sai Qingzhu, Cui Ying'er and Jiang Nuying were always sitting cross-legged in front of the bed, crying for a while. After a while he cried again, and from time to time he would be lifted up and fed some liquid food.
And boldly explore his body.
It’s better not to inquire, but once you inquire, what kind of terrifying mudslide-like body is this?
This is indeed a long time coming!
Crying louder!
In the evening, Zhe Feiyan woke up and rushed over immediately. She also inquired about Xin Zhuo's body and sat down completely.
"The prince has killed so many people. If he dies, he will be bullied on the road to hell. I will accompany him. You can go." The voice of Xiongzhao.
“I’ll go too!” Sai Qingzhu’s voice was very calm, “The prince promised me that he would take us with him no matter where he goes!”
Xin Zhuo: "..."
After holding on for a long time, he still couldn't hold it back. He said "powerlessly": "Tomorrow... I'll see the imperial envoy... recruit 10,000 troops and 100,000 people. , Mr. Taixun, and a thousand Confucian disciples guarded the mansion..."
(End of this chapter)