This is not a gamble at all.
This is gambling your life.
According to Descartes' understanding of Ning Wuyan, this person is a person who cherishes his life and will do everything carefully before doing anything.
Under the aggressiveness of the little leader, even though Descarnato didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it.
"It seems that Ning Wuchang has never suspected that there is a thunder-inducing magic iron near the high platform, and he should not be aware of it."
After hearing what Descartes said, the little leader knew that their suspicions had been cleared.
At this time.
Amao was panting and holding on to the wall, ready to pull the second one.
Descartes hurriedly called Amao.
"There is no need to move it anymore. You have to move it out again after you move it in. These magical irons will be sent to the royal court together with the remains and relics of the Imperial Master."
What?
Amao was stunned.
Not moving anymore?
Will the cause of death of the Imperial Master still be investigated?
He was just thinking about the general's question, but he felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he swallowed, turned around and moved back the magic iron he had just moved in.
At the same time, I was still praying silently in my heart: Gods in the sky forgive me for touching the divine iron. This is not what I wanted to touch. I touched it only when I had no choice. I hope you don’t blame me, especially don’t strike me with lightning. I am just a layman, I still have relatives to take care of, and I don’t want to ascend to heaven like a national master.
Wait until Amao drags the magic iron back.
Only Descartes' figure was left in the tunnel, and the others had long since disappeared.
The candle lights burning in the tunnel stretched his figure elongated, making Amao, a rough man, feel a sense of loneliness.
"General, what's next?"
No one answered Amao's question.
after awhile.
It wasn't until the candle flame made a "crackling" sound that Descartes came back to his senses.
"Amao, what did you just say?"
"I asked what to do next."
Amao saw his general's dejected look and tried to persuade him, but he had no ink in his stomach and couldn't say anything good. He could only say what he had to say.
"General, if the Imperial Preceptor has not been assassinated, then he will be promoted. This is a good thing for the Imperial Preceptor. Don't be too sad. When you get old one day, you will definitely do so much for Beidi. If you are summoned to heaven by the God of Snow Mountain, then you will be able to see the National Master."
As long as any Beidi warrior devotes himself to the country, whether he dies in battle or old age, his soul will float to the palace of the gods when he dies.
This is what the national teacher said when he was preaching and giving alms.
Amao can remember it for a lifetime.
Because of this, they Beidi soldiers are so brave and good at fighting, and they move forward indomitably.
Descarnato heard this consolation, punched the wall with his fist, opened his mouth wide, and laughed silently and madly.
Hahaha!
right!
right!
He will definitely inherit the legacy of the Imperial Master and let Beidi’s totems be planted all over Daxing.
By then, he will definitely be welcomed by the gods of the snow-capped mountains and head to the kingdom of gods.
Maybe the person who comes to greet him will be the national master!
With a new conviction, Descarnato regained his radiance.
"Amao, tell the envoy to hand over the talisman. In addition, dispatch a hundred elite soldiers to escort the remains of the envoy and the national master and the sacred iron back to the royal court."
"Where is the relic?"
Amao remembered that the general had just told the National Preceptor's men that they would send the relics back together.
Could it be that the general wants to keep it as a souvenir... It's no use thinking about it. The king knows about the existence of the relic and will definitely let the general hand it over.
"I will arrange for another group of people to transport the relic back to the royal court quietly."
Descartes touched the relics that had been placed in the box through his sleeves.
There is no shame in letting the leader attract the enemy.
As a native of Beidi, I have devoted my life to serving my country, and I am not afraid of life or death. Even if I die on the way, this is the mission that the envoy deserves.
…
Jin Palace.
In order to prevent Beidi people from making mistakes when subcontracting, thus implicating themselves.
Zhou Yu returned to the palace in advance on the pretext of being frightened by a lightning strike and handed over everything at the scene to his deputy.
In this way, even if an accident occurs and the Beidi people are detained, those Beidi people who are like pawns will not know who is facilitating them.
Except to escape responsibility.
Zhou Yu rushed back home anxiously because he wanted to discuss with Mr. An what to do next.
"Mr. An, the death of Yuan Guoshi will inevitably cause a period of turmoil within Beidi. I heard that the relationship between the King of Beidi and Yuan Guoshi was irreconcilable. Our Jin Palace is also involved in this matter. I don't know if they will vent their anger on us. ?”
If I had known, the Beidi people's bragging methods would not only be ineffective, but they would completely eradicate Ning Wuchang.
Instead, Yuan Guoshi's life was in vain.
Even if he had to die to persuade him, he would have persuaded his father not to form an alliance with the Beidi people or to become an enemy of Ning Wuhou.
"Mr. An, please give me an idea quickly."
Zhou Yu regretted it.
But he knew there was no use regretting it.
So he was very anxious.
Eager to resolve the current predicament.
Mr. An stroked his beard and comforted him calmly: "It is precisely because Beidi Imperial Master is dead that they dare not look down on the Jin Palace, unless they want to give up the exchange for the land outside the pass with rich water and grass."
One word awakens the dreamer.
Only then did Zhou Yu realize that he was still immature in character and did not know how to adapt his thinking.
I only know how powerful the Beidi people are, but I forget that the Beidi people also have their weaknesses.
Thinking about it this way, if Beidi's Imperial Master is still alive and Ning Wuyan dies, then Beidi is very likely to win in the next competition.
In the eyes of the Beidi people, the status of the Jin Palace was only that of an ally.
but now.
Once Beidi's Imperial Master dies, some small countries in the Western Regions led by Beidi because of his faith may come into conflict with Beidi because of the emperor's remarks about the relics.
At this time, if Beidi still wants to hold the Jin Palace responsible, or wants to threaten the Jin Palace, then he will hang himself because he thinks his life is too long.
"Thanks to sir for your advice, I feel at ease."
Zhou Yu bowed respectfully towards Mr. An.
Then I realized it.
Why does Mr. An dare to expose his selfishness and still not be afraid?
That's because Mr. An has amazing insight and real skills!
Mr. An continued to stroke his beard, but his expression became serious.
"As for Beidi, the prince doesn't have to worry, but for the Ning family, Ning Wu is not dead, and the position of the imperial merchant in the three-year cycle has been confirmed. The prince has not visited before, so now he still has to make plans in advance."
It's too late to make plans early.
Zhou Yu thought that Ning Wuhuang was recuperating from his injuries in Princess Xian's Mansion at the moment. If he went in for a visit and his injuries worsened, he might not be able to recover even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"Let's wait a little longer. When he recovers from his injuries and becomes famous after the competition, we'll start with the icing on the cake."
Zhou Yu couldn't help but feel a toothache when he thought that his dignified heir apparent would soon be reduced to a bastard who flattered and catered to a sixth-grade imperial businessman.
He couldn't help but think of his brother Zhou An, who died young.
I think back then, Zhou An was a figure who could challenge Ning Wuyan in Jinling and on the territory of the Ning family.
Now, he is not as good as Zhou An.
"I also need to send a letter to my father to explain today's situation. Ning is fine. There is no need for him to avoid suspicion. It's almost time to come back from Luohe Road."
Thinking of this, Zhou Yu bowed to Mr. An again.
"After my father comes back, I hope that my husband will advise my father not to go against Ning Wuchang again, so as not to push Ning Wuchang completely to the Kang Wang faction."
