The word "forbidden" really made him feel horrified, and even gave him the feeling that the rules for practicing all martial arts were made by others.
Or maybe the world of this world naturally produces this kind of thing, which prevents a person's acquired talent from improving. You are born with whatever destiny you have. You may be able to improve it, but you can never go beyond that circle.
Just like the gap between rich and poor, you can't climb up by hard work. There are only so many cakes. If you don't have them when you're born, you won't have them anymore!
After thinking about it for a long time, I have no clue. It's like a ghost like the Four Symbols that you can't study.
When he opened his eyes, the quarrel was still going on, but Bear Claw spotted him, and he flashed to the bed. Tears rolled down his blue eyes, and he choked and said: "Prince, are you awake? I'm worried to death." "
Zhe Feiyan also turned her head suddenly, her eyes instantly turned red.
From her perspective, the prince tried his best to forcibly open up the Five Elements trend for her. He did not hesitate to use up the majestic and terrifying energy and martial arts trend that she could not understand, and he did not hesitate to damage his own foundation.
What kind of kindness is this?
This even exceeds the love between husband and wife.
Does a man like him really love his wife so much?
Ever since the prince fell into coma, even though she had all five elements, she could not feel the slightest joy after entering the Great Master overnight.
She couldn't understand.
"Yu Qing?"
"How is the prince?"
"Master..."
A large group of civil and military officials, including Jiang Hu, Tai Xun Gong, Bai Xuanji, Yuchi Jun, etc., rushed to the bed one after another, their faces full of concern.
In any case, the prince cannot be in any danger, and it is a top priority to find out the current situation and safety of the prince.
Xin Zhuo glanced at the group of people and opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse and it was difficult to speak clearly.
"Yu Qing?" Jiang Hu looked worried and grabbed his nephew's hand, "Tell third uncle, what happened? You were fine a few days ago. Did this witch from the Zhe family harm you?"
He glanced at Zhe Feiyan, his eyes were cold. He had been the commander of the Western Qin army and the master of the Western Qin land for more than ten years. He had friends all over the major sects. Even the Great Master had the absolute ability to fight.
what happened?
Can I say that I was just doing an experiment and preparing to develop a group of masters, but the game ended up being a bit crashing?
Xin Zhuo didn't answer but asked: "How long have I been unconscious?"
Bear Claw held one of his arms and kept crying: "It's been three days!"
"Have the officials from the Ministry of Rites arrived?" Xin Zhuo's face was pale, his lips were chapped and peeling, and he was haggard. "Is there any news about Mr. Yu Siliu?"
Xiong Zhang, Sai Qingzhu and Cui Ying'er couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly.
Soon there were cries all around.
Zhe Feiyan sat on the bedside, silently dazed. She felt that she was not qualified to say anything.
Xin Zhuo: "?"
Is it necessary to cry like this?
Jiang Huhu's eyes were filled with tears, and his tone was a little choked: "Yu Qing, if your body is like this, stop caring about political affairs. My uncle and the civil and military forces of the Western Qin Dynasty know that you are a prince who truly serves the people and the army. You have your own ideas. Western Qin must make changes in order to truly prosper. You even abandoned the Jiang family's clan concept. I don't blame you.
Uncle already understands everything you have done! You care about the people more than your father and all the ancestors of the Jiang family. You are a truly kind-hearted child! "
In fact, since Xin Zhuo fell into coma, twenty-one famous martial arts doctors have been called in. They all came with solemn expressions and left shaking their heads.
The Kunlun Palace doctor who was wandering nearby also arrived immediately, hesitated again and again, and then left without any trouble.
My body was already like this, but the first thing I did when I woke up was to ask the Ministry of Rites and invite the Earthly Immortal.
Although the entire Western Qin civil and military hierarchy has always been unaware of Jiang Yuqing's true thoughts, since he arrived, everything he has done has been different and the results have been astonishingly outstanding.
In the past three days, a group of people had countless discussions and came to a surprising conclusion——
In their daily conversations, the prince would always ask one or two questions about how the people were living. This was totally unusual among the princes of the world! He... was actually a Western Qin prince who truly cared about the lives of ordinary people just like Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
They suddenly thought that all the strange methods of the prince were explained. He wanted to use iron-blooded tactics to create a truly prosperous and prosperous Western Qin land where the people could live and work in peace and contentment at the expense of angering the court.
How heroic and kind is this?
What kind of heroic final ambition is this?
What kind of courage and determination to protect one party is this?
Isn't this tearful?
Xin Zhuo: "?"
Is this still possible?
What are you talking about with me?
Looking at everyone's faces, he said in a deep voice: "Reply!"
Duke Taixun sighed softly: "The Minister of Rites and dozens of court officials arrived the day before yesterday. Because the prince is ill, he has been resting in the Honglu Pavilion next to the government office. They have been invited to see him more than ten times in the past few days.
Master Yu Silu also sent news that Master Huang will arrive in half a month. "
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, and his eyes flickered slightly. What a coincidence, right? Just worry about how to make a delaying strategy, it is coming!
The plan in my mind reappeared and matured, or was supplemented and improved! Even more crazy and coquettish, this plan involves annihilating all the masters of the imperial court, taking the opportunity to mess up the major sects in the Western Region, pulling chestnuts from the fire, and sacrificing souls again.
Thinking of this, his face couldn't help but look even more "haggard". He grabbed Zhe Feiyan's hand with difficulty, looked at the crowd, and said intermittently: "My body... has nothing to do with Madam... it's my own practice of ancient evil skills and magical powers that lead me to become possessed by fire. ……lead to……"
After a pause, he added: "I'm afraid... the time has come... medical skills can't save me..."
The most brilliant plan in the world is to deceive yourself! Only when the people around you also deceive can you perform better and more naturally.
"this……"
All the civil and military officials in the palace were shocked.
Jiang Hu and Tai Xun Gong froze.
Deadline! ! !
"Prince!"
Xiong Zhang and Sai Qingzhu immediately threw themselves on the edge of Xin Zhuo's bed, crying bitterly no longer.
They had been raised in the Jiang family since they were young, and had suffered a lot since they were young. They were relieved when they met the prince, and they felt that life could still be like this. Once the prince was gone, they would have nothing to rely on in this life, and they would no longer know how to deal with themselves.
Zhe Feiyan suddenly grabbed Xin Zhuo's arm tightly, her face full of remorse and confusion.
"The boss..." Cui Ying'er suddenly rushed over to pick up Xin Zhuo, her face turned pale with fright, "Let's go home, back to Fulong Mountain."
Xin Zhuo shook his head slightly and said weakly: "I can't worry about Xi Qin."
These words are so touching that even a hard-hearted person can't help but feel a sore nose.
"The prince."
The whole hall was filled with crying again.
"Woo..."
Has the prince passed away?
Outside the courtyard, a crowd of maids and servants knelt down in darkness, wailing loudly. In short, if the big shots in the palace were crying, it would be right for us to cry along with them.
…
Honglu Pavilion is the government office where the princes of Western Qin County receive envoys from various countries in the Western Regions. It is similar to a guest house.
Now that all the countries in the Western Regions surrounding Western Qin had been maimed and destroyed by Jiang Yuqing's battle, naturally no envoys dared to come.
When officials from the Imperial Court's Department of Etiquette arrived two days ago, it was impossible to live in the inner residence of the Prince's Yamen. Naturally, they could only move into the Honglu Pavilion, which had luxurious architecture and grand interiors to show the style of a great country.
Although this is very against the rules, it even seems to be treasonous and unethical to be on an equal footing with the Great Zhou Dynasty and entertain foreign envoys.
But the high-ranking officials from the capital didn't care. They moved in immediately and asked to see the King of Western Qin.
The result was declined.
Those in charge of entertaining were Zhang Guangpu, Li Juguan, the low-ranking officials of the county prince's Yamen, and Sun Miaoer, the young official of Honglu Pavilion.
"How are you, Shangguan, feeling today? Are you urging me again?"
As soon as Zhang Guangpu and Li Juguan entered the pavilion together, they immediately asked Sun Miao'er who was waiting outside the pavilion with a group of green-clothed officials.
"I can't see my emotions, my happiness and anger are invisible, but I urged you three times today."
Sun Miaoer also wore a green official robe and looked very serious. She didn't even know how she became an official, but she felt that her life had taken a different path, so she worked hard and meticulously every day.
But in the past few days, I have been under a lot of pressure and my lips have blistered.
"The county prince is indeed ill. It has been confirmed. I will tell them."
Zhang Guangpu looked solemn as he walked into the main hall and saw four people sitting cross-legged drinking tea in the lobby.
Sitting on the main seat is an old man in purple robe and white beard. He is Li Junsang, the Minister of Rites of the imperial court.
But as Sun Miao'er said, his face was expressionless and no emotion could be seen.
"I've met all the superior officers."
Zhang Guangpu bowed and saluted and got straight to the point: "It's not that the prince doesn't want to see you, it's that the prince is ill..."
