Did the Beidi people make up a reason for Yuan Guoshi's death?
Zhou Qian was a little confused.
I don’t understand why the people of Beidi want to give their respected national master a reason to be struck to death by lightning.
Judging from the looks of the Beidi people present, they didn't seem to think Yuan Guoshi would die at all.
On the other hand, Qin Shi, who was standing aside, seemed to have some enlightenment after thinking about his experiences along the way, especially the rumors in Jinling City.
But in front of His Majesty, sometimes you can't be smart, you can only keep your mouth shut and wait for Ning Wuyan to reveal the secret.
"Your Majesty, the people of Beidi spread a rumor in order not to arouse the anger and doubts of Daxing people when I was struck by lightning today..."
Ning Wuyan lowered his voice and told Zhou Qianhou about the immortal return to his throne that was rumored in Jinling City.
Zhou Qian understood instantly.
If the Beidi people below the high platform weren't staring at him, he might have laughed out loud.
This is a good and ready-made reason.
"Ning Aiqing, you are called the Immortal of Poetry, and they have spread that you are a true immortal who has come to the world. It is said that the Beidi Imperial Master can control thunder and is a messenger of the gods. So, it is reasonable for the gods to want him to go to heaven to serve you. It should be."
"exactly."
Ning Wuyan knew that besides Yuan Guoshi, there were many people who knew that being struck by lightning could be caused by humans.
He just made those people suffer a dumb loss!
Like.
Even if he used lightning strikes to kill Yuan Guoshi, tooth for tooth, eye for eye, and avenge Hua Shi, the cause of Hua Shi's death would still not be announced.
Those who participated in the murder of Hua Shi and him should also experience this experience.
The sorrowful thoughts in Zhou Qian's brows were swept away. He stared at Ning Wuchang with admiration for a moment, then knelt down and patted his shoulder gently.
"Ning Aiqing, you don't have to worry about the rest. Take good care of yourself. Don't go to the funeral at the Chinese Normal University. I will leave for a while."
When the emperor personally buries his ministers, it is a great honor for the Chinese Normal University.
Ning Wuyang smiled gratefully, struggled to get up, and bowed to Zhou Qian.
"Thank you, Your Majesty...ahem..."
"You kid, you don't have to be so polite in front of me. Girl Jingxian, please send someone to carry Ning Aiqing down quickly."
Zhou Qian knew how insidious and clever Ning Wuhuang's methods were in handling the funeral.
Then he understood that Ning Wuchang was not as easy-going as other Ning family members.
This guy is very good!
Very good!
The better he is, the more he has to protect this boy, and not let him be dwarfed by wind and frost before he can become a useful person.
Zhou Jingxian had long wanted to carry the person down so that Mr. Ning would not have to worry about other things.
Hearing Grandpa Huang's words at this time, and looking at the Beidi people below the high platform who were eyeing them eagerly, they couldn't help but remind them: "Grandpa Huang, be careful."
"Don't worry, the death of Yuan Guoshi is the matter of the Beidi people. Do you want me to pay for it with my life?"
Zhou Qian laughed lightly and waved towards Qin Shi.
Seeing this, Qin Shi quickly asked the imperial doctor how to carry Ning Wuyan down.
It wasn't until Ning Wuyan left that Zhou Qian straightened his face to the Beidi people who were looking at each other angrily, and said in a deep voice: "It's really ridiculous for you Beidi people to ask Daxing for an explanation!"
"Your Majesty Daxing, the Imperial Master died at your poetry appreciation party!"
When the Beidi Commander saw that Ning Wuyan was seriously injured and was carried down by several people, he thought that the first thunderbolt had just landed near the high platform.
Now that Ning Wuhuang, the opponent they feared the most in the competition between the Western Regions, did not die. On the contrary, the national advisor who was supposed to deal with various countries for Beidi during and after the competition died, and they felt dissatisfied. with the imbalance reaching its peak.
"Ning Wuhuang is responsible for all the arrangements for the poetry appreciation party. If something happens to the Imperial Master, Ning Wuhuang must pay for his life with his life!"
The Beidi envoy's words stunned the Beidi people present.
What a shameless reason.
What a shameless request.
but!
Thinking that Ning Wuchang could be eradicated in this way, and many people really needed to find a scapegoat to vent their hatred for the death of Yuan Guoshi, after hearing the words of the Beidi envoy, whether it was out of selfishness or out of Considering the interests of Beidi, everyone raised their arms and shouted.
"Dispose of Ning Wuyan!"
"Let him give him a life for a life!"
"Emperor Daxing must not favor Ning Wuyan! We must give justice to Beidi!"
Many talented people from Beidi rolled up their sleeves and showed off their muscles. They no longer pretended to be gentle people, and had a sense of deja vu that they would start a war on the spot if Zhou Qian didn't deal with Ning Wuyan.
Zhou Qian saw this and guided him calmly.
"Ning Aiqing is the Immortal Poet of Jinling and the treasure of our great nation..."
Speaking of this, Zhou Qian paused deliberately.
Immediately, the Beidi envoy took over and shouted loudly.
"The National Preceptor is still our divine envoy in Beidi. He is a guest of all the countries in the Western Region. He is a strange man with many magical powers. He is no worse than the national treasure of your Daxing. Don't you think so?"
"yes!"
The Beidi people answered without thinking, which suited Zhou Qian's wishes.
"Beidi's divine envoy is a messenger of the gods, am I understanding it correctly?"
"Emperor Daxing, you understood it correctly!"
The chief envoy of Beidi has not yet realized that he has been deceived.
On the contrary, seeing Zhou Qian's sincerity, he thought that Emperor Daxing finally understood the importance of Yuan Guoshi to the people of Beidi and the countries in the Western Regions, and his attitude softened somewhat.
next moment.
The Beidi envoy heard words that he agreed with but beyond his understanding.
"Since he is a messenger of the gods, now that Master Yuan is struck by lightning, it must be God's will, calling him to return to heaven and continue to serve the gods."
Zhou Qian clasped his hands together in a formal manner, bowed slightly towards the sky, and stared at the extinguished mass of charcoal, which was completely unclear, with a look of admiration on his face.
"This is the first time I have seen with my own eyes the auspicious omen of ascending to immortality. It must be that I have brought out outstanding people and spirits, suitable for Master Yuan to ascend to immortality. God and Master Yuan chose to ascend to heaven today."
At this point, he sighed.
"There were rumors before that Ning Aiqing was also a god sent by God. At first, I thought this was a ridiculous rumor. Then I saw that Ning Aiqing also heard the call from God. It's a pity that Ning Aiqing's mission in this world is It has not been completed yet, so it failed to ascend to immortality.”
"Since Imperial Master Yuan is an envoy of God in your eyes, do you selfishly think that he will go through all kinds of sufferings in this world and live for a hundred years before leaving you? In my opinion, this idea of yours is very selfish. , you are not really thinking about Master Yuan."
What? !
The Beidi people who believed in Yuan Guoshi were even more angry when they heard this.
Why don't they think about Yuan Guoshi?
After learning that Master Yuan was struck by lightning, they were not even afraid that Daxing's guards were present and wanted to seek justice for Master Yuan. How did Emperor Daxing see that they had selfish motives?
only.
Thinking of what Emperor Daxing said about the gods summoning messengers to return to heaven, the people of Beidi dared to get angry but did not dare to speak out.
What's more, someone who was already whispering to each other in private asked: "I remember when the last Imperial Master ascended to heaven, didn't Yuan Guoshi just say that the last Imperial Master was summoned to heaven by the gods?"
"Every national preceptor is an envoy of the gods. Mortals cannot be killed, and there is no birth, old age, sickness or death. They will only leave this world when the gods call them."
For the Beidi people who believe in this rhetoric very much, if you taste Zhou Qian's words carefully, they are indeed impulsive.
Yuan Guoshi is a divine envoy who can control thunder.
If he was struck to death by lightning, there was really only one possibility.
That is when the gods took action and summoned Yuan Guoshi to ascend to heaven and become an immortal.
But.
Yuan Guoshi didn't specify who the next Guoshi would be, nor did he pass down other magical techniques such as lightning control and left?
A bit... a bit irresponsible.
Seeing that the Beidi people present gradually calmed down, Zhou Qian lightly threw out the last straw that broke the camel's back.
