Mi Heng stared at Zhao Ju quietly, as if thinking about why Zhao Ju invited him to his house mysteriously.
To the naked eye, this old and powerful minister who has not appeared in public for several months seems to have lost some weight, but he is still in good spirits - it seems that he is not only strong, but even a little excited!
This is abnormal.
Mi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Old Ling Yinmi invited me to come to your house. What do you want me to say?"
Zhaoju smiled happily and seemed very casual - he invited Prince Mi to sit on the stone pier beside the lotus pond. He was not in a hurry to get to the point, but asked in a roundabout way: "I am ill at home." , I have not heard about political affairs for several months."
"I heard the servants chatting at home a few days ago, and I accidentally learned about the 'Yunmengze Alliance'."
"Our great Chu State has been weak for many years, and now we are finally going to dominate the world... Even though I am pregnant, I am very excited! When I die, I will be able to see the ancestors of the Chu Kingdom buried underground!"
Mi Heng narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
He was indeed a fool, but he was definitely not an idiot - Zhaoju had spent a lot of effort to invite him over, and he definitely wasn't just talking about these useless words.
Zhaoju seemed completely unaware of Mi Heng's resistance, and just smiled and said: "Young Master will preside over the alliance ceremony, and he will definitely leave his name in history."
Mi Heng finally spoke with a sullen face: "Why do you, my old Lingyin, open your eyes and tell lies? The news that Marquis Quyang presided over the alliance ceremony is known throughout the city. I, the Crown Prince, don't believe it. Only you, Lingyin, don't know!"
Prince Mi Heng's words were merciless, but Zhaoju didn't seem to have any embarrassed expression. He just stared at himself with a look of surprise: "What? The king didn't ask the prince to preside over the ceremony? Instead, he ordered Marquis Quyang to preside over it. Grand ceremony? How weird..."
"During the time of our ancestor King Zhuang, I, the great Chu State, dominated the world. We also held a ceremony for the alliance of princes... At that time, the prince personally presided over it..."
"This alliance ceremony is so important, how could your Majesty let Marquis Quyang preside over it?" Zhaoju looked as if he was making a fuss.
Prince Mi Heng's face became even more gloomy.
This alliance ceremony is extremely important - in a way, it is not only a grand ceremony for the King of Chu to feel proud, but also a time for the prince, a future high-ranking official, to show his face in front of the princes.
Now Xiong Wuliang has stolen the limelight... How can Mi Heng not be angry?
Zhaoju stroked his beard and stopped talking in circles: "Marquis Quyang is unparalleled in the limelight. Especially after his victory over Qin, he is highly regarded by both the government and the public."
"The King gave Mi Liang the Pingnan Sword, which raised his reputation to the extreme."
"The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are now looking after Quyanghou Ma..."
"The old minister is going to say something that shouldn't be said. I ask the prince to tell you this - wait a hundred years from now, the king, will you be able to control the full-fledged Marquis Quyang? Can you still succeed in ascending the throne? Will you be ignored by Marquis Quyang after you ascend the throne? ah?"
"You can't ignore it!"
Lao Zhaoju said, feeling secretly happy.
This is flattery!
Since we can't control Xiong Wuliang's rise, then hold him high - when he falls, he will die miserably!
Zhao Ju's face was solemn: "The prince is the eldest son of the king, and the royal family is orthodox - the old ministers worked hard to help the prince ascend the throne!"
"Quyang Hou Mi Liang not only has a high popularity among the people, but also has the support of important ministers in the court. He has the Pingnan Sword in his hand, and has tens of thousands of elite heavy-armored warriors who are famous in the world under his command... It is really a domestic trouble in Chu!"
"Prince, please think deeply - who made the sword in Marquis Quyang's hand? How did that ancestor ascend to the throne?"
Beside the lotus pond, the air seemed to be stagnant——
The Pingnan Sword was made by King Wu of Chu.
As for how King Chu Wu came to power... In 741 BC, King Chu Li died. King Chu Wu killed his brother King Chu Li's son and established himself as king.
This process was not glorious, but King Wu of Chu was still a wise king praised by Chu people of all ages... Mi Heng thought about this, and his face became even more ugly.
"In the opinion of old Ling Yin, what should we do?" Mi Heng finally spoke.
Zhaoju stroked his beard and smiled, determined to win: "Xiong Wuliang has grown up, conventional methods are useless!"
"Marquis Quyang will personally preside over this alliance ceremony... When all the monarchs from all countries will arrive, the scene will be chaotic... The prince can look for an opportunity, secretly hide the swordsman, break the cup as a signal, and kill him with random swords!"
Mi Heng's eyes widened!
In any case, he never thought about killing Xiong Wuliang... Although Xiong Wuliang was unparalleled in the limelight, even eclipsing himself as the prince; although Xiong Wuliang had a high sense of presence... what Mi Heng thought about most was how to seize the king. It's just my brother's power.
Why did it suddenly turn into an assassination?
Those are my siblings!
Having said that - Xiong Wuliang is a hero of Chu State...how can you kill him so easily?
Zhaoju squinted his eyes and said harshly: "If you continue to break up, you will suffer chaos! The prince is the king's legitimate son, even if he makes a mistake, it will not be a big deal... Now that Gang Chang is out of control, if he can't take action in time, he will regret it one day. It’s too late!”
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Under the protection of the personal barracks, Xiong Wuliang went straight to Yingdu.
The Hou flag with a corner missing was fluttering. When the bronze chariot drove into the capital of Ying, Xiong Wuliang once again enjoyed the welcome treatment of the Chinese people.
Nowadays, it is not an exaggeration to say that Quyang Hou Xiong Liang is the national idol of Chu State!
King Huai of Chu summoned his ministers and summoned Xiong Wuliang, who had come from his fiefdom, at the court meeting. He gave him words of encouragement and favors... The ministers even tried their best to flatter Xiong Wuliang with red eyes, and the whole palace was full of joy for a while.
Finally, King Chu Huai publicly appointed Xiong Wuliang to preside over the alliance ceremony!
Xiong Wuliang sighed and reluctantly agreed: "My nephew, I will live up to the king's trust."
One thing is that Xiong Wuliang actually did not want to host such a grand ceremony of the Laoshizi Alliance.
First of all, Xiong Wuliang himself believed that the alliance ceremony was meaningless, and was instead a way to cause trouble and attract public anger.
Secondly, given the temperament of Quyang Hou Xiong Liang, he is not interested in such high-profile things that actually bring little benefit...
We are low-key people!
If you have to be high-profile, you have to get some benefits.
What benefits can be gained from this alliance ceremony? reputation? Popularity?
I, Xiong Wuliang, have already reached the peak of my reputation and popularity in Chu State!
When the ministers saw Xiong Wuliang agreeing to this matter, they flattered him fiercely: "It is a great blessing for Chu that Marquis Quyang presides over the alliance ceremony!"
"Just in time for all the monarchs in the world to take a look at our young heroes from Chu!"
"If any prince dares to be disrespectful to Chu, let Marquis Quyang lead the troops and beat him until he becomes submissive!"
"Marquis Quyang is young and promising! Young and promising!"
After the flattery, although Xiong Wuliang was not cold to these idiots, he still felt quite happy...
Ahem, who doesn’t like to hear flattery?
Xiong Wuliang glanced around and suddenly asked from his soul: "Huh? Why don't you see old Ling Yin?"
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