The two kings of Qi and Shu were vying for the right to win. In the capital, high-ranking officials and lowly soldiers all discussed it in private. Even the old man selling morning tea could chat with others.
As long as it is not an emergency, low-level officials in the capital don't have much scruples. Anyway, the secrets they know are basically not secrets, and they can't be blamed for talking about them.
Everyone can talk about the grievances between Luo Pei and the King of Shu.
When the guests heard this, they suddenly realized: "So that's it!"
It is really sad that loyal ministers rarely meet their wise masters, and it is very talkative.
Someone sighed: "With Luo Pei here, even if someone among the ministers supports him, and he is the commander of the Yulin Guards, even if he has only been in the capital for two years, the acting king has stood up all of a sudden!"
Tsk tsk, no wonder he can be tough in a face-to-face confrontation with King Qi. This is confidence!
"There are four kings now, right?"
"Four Kings?" The eighth-rank official curled his lips, but because King Lu was still there, he lowered his voice to almost a whisper, "King Lu doesn't count, right? Now it can only be regarded as the Three Kingdoms."
Su Ziji's ears twitched, and he could hear the low murmurs around him clearly. Others could not hear them, but he could hear them clearly. In the past, he would have thought that King Lu was not dangerous. Wen Xunpeng reminded him that he does not think so now. He smiled immediately and gave up his hand: "King Lu please, Sir Luo please."
"No, you can confer the title of king. As an uncle, I have to come and congratulate you."
"It's just that the country has a system, and the capital is so big, there are no villains. Now that the gift has arrived, I'm happy to congratulate you. In order to avoid gossip, I will stay soon." King Lu declined with a smile, as if he was sheltering from the wind in the house.
Su Ziji made a choice and refused to keep it: "Then I'll give it to my uncle."
When they arrived at the door, they slowed down and greeted each other. King Lu's guards were waiting respectfully at the door, without saying a word, and then left surrounded by people.
"Elite man!" Su Ziji stood on the steps and watched King Lu hurried away in a low profile as when he came. He looked at King Lu's back and disappeared into the bullock cart with deep eyes.
"Without Wen Xunpeng's reminder, I haven't noticed that King Lu seems to be keeping a low profile and is actually strict in governing the government. It is said that he governs his family with military laws."
Su Ziji suddenly thought of Yongzheng.
During this period, Yongzheng was running around and busy with political affairs. In fact, it is said that Yongzheng could be said to be an otaku in the palace. He was always modest and enthusiastic about Buddhism to show that he had no ambitions.
But on the contrary, Yongzheng was very strict in governing the government and followed rules everywhere. People didn't realize it at the time, but thinking about it now, it was a huge flaw.
"What are the rules? The rules are to integrate the organization."
"How can a person without ambition pay attention to rules and gather strength to prepare at all times?"
"King Lu is mediocre? I think he has the depth of a city."
Su Ziji was thoughtful, not only the arrival of King Lu and King Qi, but also the arrival of Huo Wuyong and Liu Zhan, there was something wrong with it.
The more so-called wise a king is, the more intolerable he is to a little challenge.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Li Shimin, Kangxi, etc. were all "mediocre kings" who ascended the throne. Being stuck in the quagmire and fighting with Qi and Shu, he was actually a villain and had lost his destiny.
"Destiny?" Su Ziji murmured: "No, I believe in destiny but not follow it."
He was originally the son of a prince. No matter who came to power, he would probably end up badly. If he didn't fight, he wouldn't even have a chance to survive. Only by fighting would he have a way to survive.
The fight has reached this point, can we still retreat?
On the street, four bullock carts were driving on the road, and they were all quiet inside.
The driver of the bullock cart at the front was a Taoist priest. There were two people sitting opposite each other in the cart. One was wearing a Taoist robe and the other was wearing a scribe's robe. The two of them looked at each other silently.
After a while, Yu Qianzhi, who didn't know when he came out, asked: "Master Liu, how are you? Do you feel it?"
Liu Zhan didn't answer immediately. He suddenly frowned, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and covered his mouth.
The next moment, Yu Qianzhi knew why Liu Zhan had been silent since he left Prince Dai's Mansion.
Blood spurted out from Liu Zhan's nose, dyeing a handkerchief red, and Liu's face turned ugly. This was a sign of strong backlash. It could be seen that he had been silent just now to resist the backlash.
Just testing the acting king, can there be such a big backlash?
Liu Zhan didn't just rely on his own strength to test, but also had eight Taoists assisting him with the "Eight People Asking Immortals" technique. How could this not work?
Yu Qian's heart suddenly sank.
Liu Zhan closed his eyes, said nothing, and calmed down for a long time. Then he still closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The king's aura lingers without any trace of evil."
No names were mentioned, but both of them knew who was making the evaluation.
Yu Qian's subconscious disbelief, how could he not have the slightest trace of demonic aura? When Dazheng started his career, he was originally supported by demonic luck. Even though he had been refined for three generations, he was still not clean.
If King Dai really doesn’t have the slightest evil spirit and can reach this point by himself, doesn’t this mean that God is favoring King Dai?
God favored King Dai, so what was King Lu who he assisted?
After a while, he said: "Isn't this too abnormal?"
"It's a little abnormal."
"However, the emperor made countless mistakes, and there was nothing wrong at all in stabilizing Dazheng."
"After twenty years, it can be said that the stench has been swept away. The newly born clan has little to do with the evil luck."
"The king is the fourth generation and grew up among the people. He has never had great luck. He only got it recently. It is understandable that he is clean."
Liu Zhan seemed to be filled with emotion as he spoke. Seeing Yu Qianzhi about to refute, he added: "Besides, you and I are both Taoists and should not get involved in matters involving royal aura."
"I know what you want to say, but for me and the Yin Guan sect, as long as the king has no involvement with the demon, or does not go deep into it, it will be fine."
After saying that, he waved his hand and issued an eviction order: "We are at the intersection, and if you and I are not along the way, I won't see you off."
Yu Qianzhi smiled bitterly, knowing that his actions not long ago had offended Liu Zhan, so he could only sigh: "Thank you for your hard work this time."
Liu Zhan never responded.
The bullock cart stopped at the intersection, and Yu Qianzhi jumped out.
As soon as they came down, the ox cart was already heading forward, followed by two ox carts. The last one was the Yu Mansion's ox cart, which slowly stopped in front of them.
"Master?" The driver couldn't help but call out softly when he saw his master standing on the side of the road, his eyes following the three ox carts in front of him.
Yu Qianzhi recalled Liu Zhan's expression and tone and knew that he had made a mistake this time.
"I'm afraid that I might be self-defeating, but it would make Yin Guan feel at ease with Dai Wang. Just being reassured is a trivial matter. If I lean towards Dai Wang, I will be self-defeating."
He frowned and said nothing, got on the bullock cart, and sighed: "Unfortunately, I can't help myself."
Suddenly, Xie Zhenqing's face flashed in front of Yu Qianzhi, and he couldn't help but frown, and his nails cracked with a snap.
"Thank you Zhenqing?"
"What is your relationship with your benefactor? No matter what, twenty years ago, I was a weak scholar, but it is different now."
