The maid Xinghua hurriedly entered the palace, lowered her head slightly, and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, my servant is here!"
"The story about Jiang Man'er and Bai Xuanji!"
"The prince is ill. I wonder what the two generals are doing?" Xinghua's eyes showed a hint of unexplainable meaning.
Xin Zhuo looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then said weakly: "Boring, tell them to chat!"
"Here!"
Xinghua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned and left.
Half an hour later, Jiang Man'er and Bai Xuanji, dressed in armor and stomach, hurriedly entered, bowed and saluted: "Prince, what's the matter?"
Observing the prince's complexion carefully, he couldn't help but feel bitter and worried.
"Fortunately, I should still be able to live for five or six days..."
Xin Zhuo smiled, waved Xinghua out, and chatted with the two for a while. While talking, he raised his hand to write a military order, stamped it with the prince's seal, and handed it to the two.
The two of them took it in surprise, glanced at it, and their expressions changed slightly, "Blitzkrieg Ghost Fang Three Kingdoms?"
Bai Xuanji made a gesture to ask for instructions.
February 2nd?
Xin Zhuo nodded.
Bai Xuanji and Jiang Man'er stood up and clasped their fists: "Your Majesty, please don't be pessimistic. You should take good care of your general. There may be hope. The general and others will come to chat with your Majesty every day..."
…
On February 2, the dragon raises its head.
It was supposed to be a day of heavy rain, but today there was not even a drop of rain. The spring sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.
The health of Jiang Yuqing, the king of West Qin, suddenly improved, and the news spread like wildfire that he was going to hunt in Liegu Forest.
Everyone was caught off guard by the news. Didn't it say a few days ago that he was about to die?
Honglu Pavilion.
The four of them, Li Junsang, Zhuang Shisan, Dugu Hongzhi and Hu Jingwei, were relatively speechless.
"What's the explanation?" Li Junsang looked at the three of them and frowned.
Jiang Yuqing is as sick as a hairpin, has been confused for a long time, and is about to die. This is what Zhuang Shisan personally inspected, tested, and made. It is the waiting strategy established by the court masters. Are you going out to hunt now? Crazy?
"Mr. Thirteen, can you confirm that this person is really about to die?"
Dugu Hongzhi looked at Zhuang Shisan, and after finishing speaking, he thought it was nonsense.
Mr. Thirteen, Zhuang Shisan, is the most terrifying talker in the Immortal Palace of the Imperial City of the Great Zhou Dynasty, besides the young boy. He is famous for his divine way and medical skills. If he can't see it correctly, then who in the world can see it accurately?
"I think... it's very possible that this kid has regained his strength, had hope in his heart, and had a stubborn temper!"
Hu Jingwei smiled and said: "Maybe you want to leap on your horse and charge with swords before dying. After all, if you become famous on horseback, you will naturally die on horseback! This is in line with the behavior of a famous general on the battlefield."
"No need to talk nonsense, just take a look and you will know."
Not far away, commotion could be heard from the direction of the West Qin County Prince's Mansion, and Zhuang Shisan stood up first.
In the blink of an eye, the four people reached the roof and looked around. They saw a large group of military lieutenants, generals, civil servants, children of aristocratic families, as well as servants and maids leading hounds and carrying quivers on their backs.
In the middle position, the King of Western Qin was riding a two-horned demon horse. With the support of two concubines wearing fur hunting robes, he could barely stay awake, but his face was still pale and haggard.
"Is it really a comeback?"
Hu Jingwei and Li Junsang burst into laughter.
"It's hard to say, the death aura suddenly decreased, there's something wrong with this kid!"
Zhuang Shisan looked gloomy: "However, the elders outside the city happened to be planning to hunt Jiang Yuqing today, so it saves trouble now. I went outside the city first, notified the three masters, and went to Hunting Valley Forest in advance to ambush, Red Branch Girl and Hu The Young Supervisor will then go."
"yes!"
…
Just as the three of them left, Li Junsang shook his head and leisurely returned to the palace to rest, a thin figure flashed in the grass not far away, and it was a woman.
After a moment of silence, he went straight to the hunting party of the County King to pursue him.
…
"Da da da……"
The hunting horse team marched through the long street under the watchful eyes of the dark crowd of people in the city.
"The king is in good health! It is a blessing to the people of the Western Qin Dynasty. The common people wish the king great blessings in the sky, longevity with the mountains, and longevity with the sea."
A group of respected old men were elected among the people and came forward to salute and congratulate him.
"Cough cough cough..."
Xin Zhuo's body swayed slightly, and he was really coughing now. During this period, he was hungry and full, and his throat was dry. He forced a smile and said, "Thank you folks. I will hunt for a while and then return. Everyone." Come back!"
However, following him, Tai Xun Gong, Jiang Hu, Cui Ying'er, Xiong Zhang and others who had returned from the four major sects, as well as Jiang Yong, Chan Yi and other Jiang family masters who came from the capital, could not laugh at all.
It was unusual for the prince to suddenly want to go hunting. They also had the same idea. According to the time, the prince's death was coming, and he should have returned to his former glory and wanted to die on his horse.
"Dare to laugh at the fact that there are no husbands in the Western Regions, and they only know how to bend their bows and shoot at the big withers. When talking about the heroes of the world, let's look at the present... The powerful generals of the Western Qin Dynasty can swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger..."
This was a limerick that Jiang Yuqing hummed casually during the decisive battle against the Western Region Allied Forces. He never imagined that he would die of illness on a hunting ground in the last journey of his life.
Many people's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Xiong Zhang, Cui Ying'er, Sai Qingzhu and others kept their eyes on their own prince, and they stopped looking at him once.
"Da da da……"
The hunting team left the west city gate, and three thousand cavalry were already waiting outside the city. The dark soldiers looked at their coach silently and shouted: "Long live the king!"
"The Western Qin army is mighty!"
Xin Zhuo reluctantly responded, and then led the army straight to Liegu Forest.
"Hunting Valley Forest" is located seventy miles west of Xingling Mansion. It is a mountain forest with a radius of hundreds of miles and complex terrain. There are countless mountain birds and beasts raised by retired soldiers of the Western Qin Army. It is the exclusive hunting ground of the Jiang family.
The hunting team set off at the beginning of the morning and arrived at the end of the morning. The old soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty who had arrived earlier opened the gate of the hunting ground, and thousands of horses swarmed in.
Xin Zhuo rode very slowly, his eyes scanning in all directions, and then looking at Qing Ge, the inconspicuous commander of the Jiang Family Shadow Guards who was hidden in the crowd not far away. When he saw the other party nodded slightly, his breath suddenly changed from moribund to very sharp, and his waist and back Upright, a powerful aura of princes and kings with the power of life and death swept across all directions.
The surrounding mountains and forests, and the sky in the distance, suddenly dropped wisps of heaven and earth's true energy.
His body began to "swallow", and soon the surrounding energy was like a huge wave, visible to the naked eye.
This scene shocked the people surrounding him.
Even the old and strong Tai Xun Gong, Jiang Hu and others looked at each other. Is this... a reflection of the past?
"Prince..." Xiong Zhang and the others, who had no idea what was happening, had tears in their eyes and their voices choked with sobs.
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and just looked into the depths of the mountain forest, gently lifted the horse's reins, and said in a calm and thick voice: "The hunting has begun!"
Then, he looked at the maid Xinghua who was inexplicably heard holding the arrow pot next to him. He took the arrow pot, carried it on his back, and jumped on the horse. Before anyone could react, he turned around and shot an arrow straight towards the eyebrows of the maid Xinghua. .
"boom!"
The missing arrow was accompanied by a terrifying electric light, and instantly exploded the head of the maid Xinghua.
For a moment, red and white splashed everywhere, and the headless corpse fell to the ground.
"There is no need for Nv Ying to follow her. Go back to her home and thoroughly investigate this girl's background. The three Yi and Ta clans will also kill her even if she is implicated in Third Master's concubine!"
Xin Zhuo ordered calmly. He had gotten out of various killing situations. A mere maid had been looking sneaky and speaking strangely in the past few days. He was thinking on his heels, so he knew she was spying on him.
Jiang Nuying left in a hurry.
Xin Zhuo left the stunned group of people and continued to move forward on horseback, holding a command flag in his hand, followed closely by more than a dozen lifeless puppets of the Great Lord.
Only then did Jiang Hu, Tai Xun Gong, Xiong Zhang, and Cui Ying'er react, and they chased after them full of confusion.
Is the prince finally coming back to his former glory? This look is more normal than anyone else!
