Chapter 305 Prejudgment and Counter-Prejudgment
At the moment before Maozheng, among the more than 1.5 million people in the city, there were talented men, filial sons, grain merchants, and chaste and martyr women who were famous for their filial piety and integrity. Nearly 100,000 villagers and elders spontaneously went to the streets around the county prince's office, and the best of them went directly into the mansion to pray for the prince!
The prince is ill. No one knows whether he has typhoid fever or is in critical condition, but it is already a serious matter.
Although this prince only took office for less than half a year, whether he defeated the millions of coalition troops of the thirteen countries, recovered the lost territory, or annihilated the captured royal families and nobles of the ten countries, as well as a series of good governance thereafter, Fighting against local tyrants, bandits, gangsters, and tax thieves is something that everyone applauds and praises.
It is no exaggeration to say that the ability of this young prince far exceeds that of his ancestors, and he is even more outstanding in treating the people well.
The minds of the people are very simple. If you keep me fed and not bullied by others, you are a great good person and a good king sent by God.
So, dense crowds crowded the three streets, facing the prince's palace, kneeling down to pray silently.
A large group of typical filial piety, talented scholars, and good ministers in the mansion also knelt down and muttered something.
Just after Maozheng, two hundred monks from Puzhao Temple and two hundred Taoist priests from Zhenqing Temple outside the city also arrived. They sat cross-legged on both sides of the main road, chanting sutras and burning incense.
Then came the most elite of the 10,000 Western Qin Army, veterans of all battles with at least ten lives on their hands, who guarded the four directions and prevented the people from trampling on each other, etc. Among them, there were three hundred famous captains, generals and above. The powerful generals and the replenished thousand iron floating guards entered the mansion under the leadership of Brother Sheng Ling.
Honglu Pavilion.
There is a fish pond dozens of feet square in the east of the Yingbin Hall. Snow flowers are blooming all around, and weeping willow buds are beginning to sprout. In addition, the water in the pond is rippling, and there is a bit of fragrance in the air. It is a perfect place to hang out after a meal. A good place to go.
Lijun Sang Shangshu and Zhuang Shisan were sitting by the pond early in the morning, each holding a fishing rod, fishing casually.
He just glanced in the direction of the Prince's Mansion from time to time.
The louder the crowd, the stranger the faces of the four people.
At this time, Dugu Hongzhi pulled up a green-tailed and red-skinned cat carp, threw it into the bamboo bucket, and then said: "He is eighteen years old this year?"
"It is said that the eldest princess of Qin State gave birth in July. , it took one day and one night to give birth to a son, so he was born in July and will not turn eighteen until July this year. To be precise, he is only seventeen now. "
Li Junsang's Wu Sha Mao Yingluo. Swinging in the wind, his answers were meticulous and even a little wordy.
Dugu Hongzhi said: "I broke through the seventh peak of Jiuluan Mountain, ransacked the mansions of various ministers, and on the first day I entered Western Qin, I spoke out about rebellion. This is very consistent with the temperament of a seventeen-year-old child. He is very talented and impulsive. Irritable.
But annihilating a million coalition troops in the Western Region, killing 650,000 surrendered soldiers, conquering ten countries, and marrying six families is not something a child can do. At least he has to rectify the whole thing. The military and official circles of the Western Qin Dynasty can be completely subdued by all parties.
With such skill, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a cunning and cunning giant.
It's just... Now he's pretending to be ill, obstructing the imperial envoys, and showing a bit of childishness. This person's nature is really weird and hard to figure out. "
"I don't think so. "
Hu Jingwei, the young supervisor of the Fengjian Division, narrowed his fat eyes, "This is exactly in line with a child's character. It is undeniable that he has terrible talents. The seventeen-year-old little venerable is a monster!
The talent is terrible, and the IQ and skills are better than the others, surpassing his ancestors. So it is normal to occasionally do some shocking things and do some childish things! Therefore, today I pretend to be sick and ask the people and monks to pray for blessings. Although it is a bit childish, I can understand it. This is a normal person. ”
"Childish?"
Li Junsang stroked his beard noncommittally and said: "Do you two know that Jiang Yuqing's memorial, which is full of flattery and extremely loyal, has been sent to His Majesty's imperial cabinet?"< br>
“What’s the point of this?” Dugu Hongzhi and Hu Jingwei looked puzzled.
"This memorial is a high-profile memorial, in which 'Western Qin is your Majesty's Western Qin, and Yuqing is your Majesty's minister. If you let me die, I will immediately commit suicide to thank the world and give up military power.' This sentence has been spread all over the capital!
This sentence, "Retreat in order to advance," instantly blocked everyone's mouth. It was widely spread in the capital that the Western Qin County Prince would be rebellious and self-defeating. His Majesty and The ministers were silent, and the Dianqian Army and the Shence Army were in a dilemma
Could this be done by a child? This trick is really brilliant! None of the prime ministers treated him as a child! "
There was a hint of imperceptible disdain in Li Junsang's eyes, the disdain that civil servants despise professional martial artists.
"This..." Hu Jingwei's fat face was a little dull. This move is indeed brilliant. But what about your tyrannical spirit of destroying ten countries and killing millions? How can you bow your head like this? Isn’t it disappointing?
Dugu Hongzhi was silent for a moment: "So, he pretended to be sick this time. Deep meaning? ”
This time it was Li Junsang's turn to be silent. Where could I go?
Zhuang Shisan, who had been silent on the side and had not even baited the fishhook, suddenly said: "In the Shixian Palace, there are chess players using Zhou Tianxing Dou Shu to play the thirty-six chess game of Jia and Ding. This boy’s experience since Fulong Mountain has drawn a series of vague handwriting..."
Paused, "I want to fuck you to death!"
This is a dirty word, and it’s not. A common swear word used by the people of Zhou Dynasty.
Dugu Hongzhi and Hu Jingwei frowned: "This is too scary. Could it be that all his experiences were planned in advance?"
"It's not about design! It's just that this guy doesn't want to suffer, so he takes advantage of every opportunity and does whatever he wants."
Zhuang Shisan said solemnly: "This can also reflect his inner world. This person is extremely arrogant, Extremely proud, without any sense of awe, and thinking of looking down on everyone in the world Fa, if he is just an ordinary person, he is a lunatic, but if he is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, the commander of an army of 500,000, and an eighteen-year-old young venerable, what do you think?"
Hu Jing? Wei's face turned pale. This kind of person is still a madman, a super madman who can stir up troubles.
Zhuang Shisan continued: "So, I don't know what kind of disaster this person will cause in the future. He will die this time, and God will not let him live!"
"My dear superiors!"
At this moment, Zhang Guangpu, the meritorious officer of the county prince's palace, hurried over and bowed: "My prince has invited you!"
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Li Junsang and the four of them turned to look at each other. Past, there was a trace of confusion on his face.
Their preconceived idea was that Jiang Yuqing pretended to be ill and did not hesitate to waste money and people just to avoid them and avoid the pressure from the court. Is there any point in pretending to be sick when you are such a bachelor?
He doesn’t think he can hide it from the Great Master Shintoko in person, does he?
What the hell does he mean?
......
"The prince?"
Xiong Zhang was holding the medicinal soup prepared by his wife Zhe Feiyan, trying to feed the prince, but he was extremely haggard. The prince refused, his eye circles turned red again, and he choked and said: "The prince is like this. Why do you have to worry about meeting the imperial envoys? There are so many people chanting scriptures outside, which disturbs the prince’s cultivation. I don’t understand!”
Zhe Feiyan, who was waiting on the side, and Cui Yinger, Sai Qingzhu and Jiang Nuying also looked puzzled and distressed.
This...
I simply predicted their predictions and guessed their guesses!
Inviting them to meet was to confirm the authenticity of his critical illness and to dispel their expectation that he was faking it!
I am really "sick"!
The purpose of inviting common people, monks, and Taoist priests to pray for blessings, and an army of 10,000 blood evil spirits who have killed more than ten people to protect him is to prevent the masters sent by the imperial court from leaping over the wall and directly assassinating him.
That’s right! Thinking on his heels, he also knew that when the Minister of Rites saw him, he would be surrounded by masters from the Taiping Palace, Shixian Palace and Fengjian Division disguised as ordinary officials, trying to find out who he was, or take the opportunity to assassinate or plan an assassination!
Children's routine, watching eight episodes of cartoons in the past life a day.
So, in order to show the truth and increase the bargaining chip for the next meeting, Xin Zhuo took out a silver array, inserted it into the deficient meridian of fake death, and said weakly: "Xi Qin didn't fight back. ...The court officials want to meet...not for themselves...but also for the tens of millions of people in Western Qin..."
"Prince!"
The girls burst into tears again. .
Zhe Feiyan was already sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his hand tightly.
When a man is about to die, he speaks well. Only in the past few days have the girls fully understood the prince’s character!
The prince is unparalleled in the world! Love the people and protect one side!
How to make people disrespectful and unloved?
It is said that officials and people have quietly prepared a ceremony to worship heaven. Once the prince dies, he will be promoted as a saint!
(End of this chapter)