On the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, it rained lightly.
Spring is not yet half over, the days and nights are calm, and the apricot flowers are in full bloom.
A tree of snow-white flowers bloomed from the red apricot tree outside the window, and a broken petal fell on the ground. A slight drizzle fell, leaving a few drops of water.
The Prince of Western Qin was lying on the bed. He was extremely weak, his cheeks were much thinner, and none of the concubines around him were around. He had to be served by a few clever maids sent by the Guo family, but it was obvious that the Prince was not Accepting it, I haven't eaten or drank in the past few days, just looking at the top of the bed in a daze.
A maid named Xinghua walked out of the hall carrying a plate of cool fine liquid food. She looked at the apricot blossom tree outside the window. Suddenly her eyes flickered. She looked past a group of praying monks and people outside and looked at the mansion diagonally opposite. In the corner of the pavilion, he nodded slightly.
A graceful figure stood there, and then disappeared in a flash.
Dugu Hongzhi landed in the yard of Honglu Pavilion. His steps were light and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Not long after, he arrived at the fish pond in the backyard.
Li Shangshu and Hu Jingwei are fishing again.
At this time, Hu Jingwei hung an earthworm on the fishhook, threw out the fishing line, and said, "Are you not dead yet?"
Dugu Hongzhi picked up an apricot flower and smelled it, then said: "The aura of death is getting stronger and stronger, and I will report it if I work hard. I'm afraid it's just in these few days."
Li Junsang sighed: "It's good to be alive. I've been waiting for him for more than half a month. The rewards, money and food from the court arrived yesterday!"
Hu Jingwei thought for a moment and said, "His Baiheqiu wife returned to Baiheqiu a few days ago, and all the concubines around her have also left. What does he want to do?"
Dugu Hongzhi thought for a while: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to move rescue troops. The elders outside the city analyzed that the four sects of Kunlun Palace have a very small chance of being moved. But once Jiang Yuqing dies of illness, the situation in Western Qin will become clear instantly, and the four major sects are not fools. , why play with a dead man?"
That's right! Jiang Yuqing's death has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Hu Jingwei said: "There is also news from the imperial court that Jiang Yuqing's confession of loyalty has been fermented. In addition, the Jiang family has deliberately built momentum. The government and the public have already believed that Jiang Yuqing is a loyal minister. For a prince king with an elite army of 500,000, the imperial court is really Unable to take action easily, the Dianqian Army and the Shence Army were in a dilemma. They ate people and horses every day and consumed a lot of food, grass and baggage.
In addition, the old master of the Jiang family, the six slave masters who have just broken through, and some puppets are coming soon. What do you think about this? "
Lijun Sang smiled and said: "It's actually easy to sort out the situation! Jiang Yuqing is about to die, and Western Qin needs a master to stabilize the situation. The third master Jiang Hu, who has just recovered from a serious illness, must also take charge of the army again."
This is the main reason why the Jiang family's capital experts came and Jiang Hu took people out to inspect the city defense.
Jiang Yuqing was making arrangements for her death and wanted to struggle to stabilize Western Qin. "
"The Jiang family is pitiful!"
Hu Jingwei shook his head, "If you think about it carefully, compared to Jiang Yuqing, Jiang Hu is really a child. He is full of the craftsmanship of a wealthy family, and he doesn't know how to adapt, so he can easily complete the abuse. After Jiang Yuqing's death, Jiang Hu will not leave any one. No, the situation in Western Qin can be solved easily!"
Dugu Hongzhi nodded noncommittally: "We don't want to wait any longer outside the city. In five or six days, the elders and masters of the three families are going to kill Jiang Yuqing! First, create trouble and make the people in the city panic. The army outside the city will leave the defense. We will cooperate with those outside the city and wait until the palace of the West Qin Commandery is empty. We will take the opportunity to kill him, and the emperor's order will be fulfilled!"
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Lingyun Mountain.
More than 3,700 miles away from Xinglingzhou Prefecture, there are palaces on the top of white cloud-capped mountains, with glazed tiles and arched eaves. In the center, a huge statue of a spear reaches into the sky, exuding a heart-warming majesty and fierceness.
This is the Millennium Lingyun Palace, the mountain gate of a major sect in the Western Regions.
The disciples all wore blue and white robes and erect silver crowns. They were all handsome men and women with tall and straight postures.
In the Lingxiao Battle Pavilion in the main hall, dozens of well-dressed and imposing elders were sitting cross-legged in two rows.
The person in charge was a middle-aged man with a strong physique and a look on his face. He held his chin and looked thoughtful.
In the middle of the main hall, Mr. Taixun stood tall and tall, wearing a Confucian white gown, with beautiful bear paws and green bamboo, looking confident but not timid.
"The statement made by the Prince of West Qin... is a bit ridiculous."
The master of the palace, Ling Xuzi, stroked his beard and smiled indifferently, "What luck? What difficulties? Are there any? What does my sect in this world have to do with other mortal courts and princes?"
"hehe……"
All the elders in the hall couldn't help looking at each other and laughing sarcastically.
Xiong Zhang and Sai Qingzhu frowned slightly, but Tai Xun Gong looked calm and talked eloquently: "The master of the palace is a martial arts master in a famous town. Lingyun Palace is also a major sect in the Western Region for thousands of years. It has a profound foundation and many wise men. , why are you so pretentious?
Do you have it? You all know it best, not to mention that the prince is full of sincerity. I believe you have also heard of the name Jiang Yuqing, the prince of the West Qin Dynasty. How decisive, how wise and powerful my prince is. Yan Jiuding, dare to compete with the world? "
After a pause: "What's more, in one year, an army of 300,000 soldiers committed suicide on the ancient battlefield of Lingyun Peak, and honed their martial arts with the disciples of your noble sect. Who in the world can do this kind of feat? Can he, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, do it?"
Now that the time, place and people are right, does Lingyun Palace have any choice? "
Ling Xuzi and the elders' smiles faded and they fell into silence.
Frankly speaking, the speculations and ideas of the Western Qin Commandery King completely hit the Lingyun Palace's weakness, but they were still hesitating, just like the court experts had vaguely guessed the situation of the four sects, but felt that it was impossible to cooperate with Jiang Yuqing. .
After all, when it comes to things in the world, one plus one does not equal two. If one thing is wrong, the thing will not get done. Sometimes you don’t even bother to think about it.
Lingyun Palace really didn’t expect that the little boy, Prince Xi Qin, was so direct in his methods and so quick in his decision-making. How dare he do this!
It's like, you have taken a fancy to a woman on the street, and you just felt a little sexual in your heart. I wish I could have sex with her, but she ran over and said to you: Please have sex with me!
This is so surprising and unexpected.
Ling Xuzi flicked his sleeves: "Can that little kid Jiang Yuqing really defeat the Zhou army and outplay the Emperor and Gongqing of Zhou?"
Taixun Gong smiled slightly: "What do you think?"
No more guessing! That kid completely wiped out the millions of coalition forces of the Thirteen Kingdoms in the Western Region, which has broken the record in the history of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. With today's incident, the image of a resourceful and powerful character has become very clear.
This kid is a man who is courageous, capable, and capable of doing great things!
What's more, the prosperous age of martial arts is approaching. If Lingyun Palace does not want its luck to decline at this critical moment and be crushed into powder in the future, luck cannot be thrown away, and the conditions of the Western Qin County Prince must be grasped.
Ling Xuzi admitted that Lingyun Palace had been touched by the boy from the West Qin County King!
After hesitating again and again, Ling Xuzi felt that he should speak loudly, shook his head and said: "Not enough, the conditions offered by the King of Western Qin are not enough!"
"Not enough to count the ball!"
Taixun Gong flicked his right hand, and a piece of glazed document flew up on its own. On it were the seals of the masters of Kunlun Palace, Dry Sword Tomb and Traveler Valley. He said coldly: "I, the Western Qin Dynasty, are so sincere. It would be a joke if the master still thinks it is not enough. To be honest, the three major sects have conspired with the Western Qin Dynasty. In fact, one more Lingyun Palace is not a lot, and one less Lingyun Palace is a lot. It is up to the master of the palace to decide for himself!"
Taking the bear's paw and Sai Qingzhu with him, he turned around and left.
The faces of all the elders in the hall kept changing.
Ling Xuzi also flashed his eyes and waved his hand: "Master, wait a minute!"
