Chapter 306 Acting Moment
Chen Shichu.
Li Junsang was dressed in a second-grade purple official robe. He opened the guard of honor for the imperial envoys. He carried the seal, the emperor's sword and other objects. He was surrounded by Zhuang Sansan and dozens of officials in red robes. Surrounded by people, they walked out of Honglu Pavilion.
When they entered Guangming Street outside the Prince's Mansion, they looked around and couldn't help but frown.
There are so many people that you can’t see the edge at a glance, which is not a big deal. It is too easy for those in power to drive the people into serving, but all the people have piety and willingness on their faces, which is very surprising. Feeling abnormal.
This is scary!
Finally, with the help of the Western Qin officials from the Honglu Pavilion, we entered the Palace of the Western Qin County Prince. What we saw were two long rows of murderous warriors, all of them wearing armor and staring at everyone. Looking at everyone.
This rude pomp cannot scare anyone, but the blood evil energy that can taint people's souls is a bit disgusting. Fortunately, there are not too many people, and it does not reach the point of tainting people.
Then walking inside, there are groups of great monks, Taoist priests and people full of sincere expressions.
That’s right! There was sincerity on all faces.
Li Junsang suddenly felt very heavy. Maybe he couldn't complete the task this time!
There is nothing more terrifying than the ten thousand-mile territory of Western Qin where everyone is united and cannot be invaded by water!
Why did Jiang Yuqing threaten to rebel on the first day she entered Western Qin? What disgusting and loyal tricks did you give His Majesty?
Either be rebellious and rebel to the end, or be loyal and loyal, like your ancestors!
Isn’t this playing tricks on people?
Yes! He felt that this Jiang Yuqing was playing tricks on the court!
He raised his head and looked into the depths of the palaces of the county prince's palace. As long as he saw Jiang Yuqing, he would know what the hell he was playing!
Zhuang Thirteen and three other people also looked towards the end of the palace, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in their eyes. In the past few days, they had thought about entering the prince's palace to assassinate them. This was also their real purpose of pretending to be officials from the Ministry of Rites, but they never came. Know where Jiang Yuqing is.
With their Great Venerable Shinto method, they could not detect the specific location of Jiang Yuqing, as if this person was not here or had disappeared. Since it cannot be detected, it is difficult to take action. Once the snake is alerted, all the encirclement and killing plans will be ruined!
Why can't such a dignified little venerable person detect it? Could it be that his true energy is completely gone and the natural martial arts trend has disappeared?
Just meet Jiang Yuqing!
Everyone passed through the palaces and pavilions. In front of them, Jiang Hu, the old commander of the Western Regions, Duke Xun, the Prime Minister of the County Prince's Palace, Chang Shi, Sima, Bie Jia, Ji Yuan, and generals at all levels in the Western Qin Army had already greeted them. Come up.
"My nephew Jiang Yuqing is seriously ill and has difficulty getting rid of. He is already on his deathbed. Today he risked his life to meet all the superior officials. He did not greet you in person. I definitely do not mean to despise the imperial power. Please forgive me!"
< br>Jiang Hu looked sad and his eyes were red. There can be no falsehood at this moment. My nephew's ability and ability have been completely proven. Once this kind of Qilin is gone, the hope of the Jiang family will be gone, and the rise of the Jiang family over the past hundreds of years will also cease to exist.
How can this not make him heartbroken?
Not only him, but all the civil and military officials looked miserable and looked decadent.
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The four of them, Li Junsang, carefully looked at everyone present, and suddenly realized that it was too real, no! It's true, it's impossible for everyone to be so good at showing off and pretending!
Is Jiang Yuqing really dying?
A few people looked at each other, and Li Junsang didn’t know whether to laugh or show regret, so he could only sigh: “Is this happening? It doesn’t matter, I’ll see the prince first. Say it again!”
Jiang Hu and his group immediately moved out of the way, and then moved forward surrounded by the court officials.
After turning a corner, we entered the courtyard of a large hall. There were more people and soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty around, and a strong fragrance of medicine spread from afar.
Li Junsang's mood became a little more urgent inexplicably, and he couldn't help but try to squeeze out a trace of "sadness" on his face, muttering to himself: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"
As he spoke, his feet quickened his pace.
Hurrying into the dormitory, the vision in the palace was slightly dim, and the strong fragrance of medicine penetrated into the nose.
There was a person lying on a huge bed opposite. His long hair was disheveled, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was as pale as paper, and he was haggard.
Even if you are not close, you can clearly feel a faint breath of death.
Beside the bed stood five beautiful and beautiful women, all with sad expressions and tears on their cheeks.
This scene cannot be faked even by the gods.
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The four of them, Lijunsang, don't know how to say "fuck", but they really want to express a similar meaning. Is this Jiang Yuqing really going to die?
Not pretending to be sick?
Along the way, at this moment, my original doubts were overturned in an instant, and I was already six points convinced.
After being stunned for a long time, they all responded and clasped their fists: "Xiaguan has seen the King of Western Qin!"
"Masters, wait a moment!"
Zhe Feiyan has not slept for several days, looking tired, and quietly approached Xin Zhuo's ear: "Prince? Prince? The imperial envoy has arrived."
Xin Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, with no light in his eyes. He slowly turned his head to look at everyone, struggled to get up, and then fell down slumped. A mouthful of blood stained the pillow red, and he fainted.
“Prince of the County!”
Zhe Feiyan and Cui Ying’er were shocked and came forward one after another.
Outside the hall, a group of maids hurriedly entered carrying hot water, pills and tonics.
The whole hall was in a mess.
Li Junsang and the others, who were left standing aside, didn’t know how to express their stance, so they could only bow and salute.
Ever since Zhuang Thirteen and the others entered the palace, their eyes had been on Xin Zhuo, and their murderous intent had now faded a bit and turned into confusion.
What’s the point of killing a dying person?
So, what happened to him? Critically ill at eighteen?
After being busy in the hall for a while, the West Qin County King finally woke up again, but he was even weaker. He turned his head to look at everyone, and with difficulty showed a smile, and his voice was extremely weak: " A group of mentally retarded people, and as expected, a master has come, and I will become your mother..."
Of course, this sentence was spoken in Mandarin from the previous life, and no one could understand it. Even the women around him could only hear him speaking. Talking, I don’t know what to say.
Anyway, the prince can speak if he wants to.
No matter what they have in mind, Li Junsang and others can only put it down temporarily and slowly take two steps forward: "Yes, what the prince said is true, we are listening!"
Tilt your ears as if listening.
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Xin Zhuo coughed a few times, and his tone became clearer: "I... am ill... unable to greet you from a distance, please forgive me..."
This sentence is about Li Junsang’s status as an imperial envoy.
Are you sick? You are not far from death!
Li Junsang quickly replied: "Your Majesty will definitely sympathize with and understand the prince, so the prince does not need to worry!"
"Your Majesty... your loyalty can be judged by the sun and the moon..."
Xin Zhuo smiled bitterly, "But I heard...someone said that I wanted to rebel...Your Majesty was deceived by the treacherous minister...and misunderstood... ...misunderstood the 500,000 iron-blooded soldiers and tens of millions of people in the Western Qin Dynasty, which chilled the hearts of the people...cough cough cough..."
How dare we accept your statement? I'm about to cough my lungs out, but why does my mouth still feel like a knife?
Li Junsang felt that it was necessary to defend the emperor, and he also smiled bitterly: "The prince is worrying too much. Your Majesty has no such intention, and the ministers have no such idea!"
"That's good..." Xin Zhuo's eyes brightened a little: "I guess the minister is here to reward the army? I... The army of the Western Qin Dynasty crawled on the ice and lay in the snow... fought hard day and night... suffered heavy casualties... countless soldiers were buried on the battlefield... finally defeated the Western Region Allied Forces and destroyed the Ten Kingdoms... The imperial court will not treat the soldiers badly, right? How much silver and baggage...let me rest in peace before I die..."
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Li Shangshu found that the rhythm was suddenly taken astray!
Obviously he is here to set the pace. He first promotes and then suppresses, severely reprimands, and sets the pace. As long as there is anything inappropriate in Xin Zhuo's mouth, the secretary behind him will immediately write it down and polish it. A treacherous and unjust statement appeared, and the evidence was conclusive, and it quickly swept the world.
The Dianqian Army and Shence Army took the opportunity to attack, and the masters from Taiping Palace, Fengjian Division and Shixian Palace took the opportunity to kill him, and the situation of Western Qin was solved.
What are you talking to me about now?
What do you want me to do in this situation?
(End of this chapter)