In the reception room of Prince Qi's Mansion, Jiang Yunqing pushed the door open and saw King Wu kneeling on the ground with his back to the door, carrying a thorn stick on his back. He seemed to be unable to straighten his waist, or in other words, he did not dare to straighten his waist. It seems that the thorns are very long, and the king of Wu is a little short.
This bundle of thorns was tied to the back with a hemp rope. The barbs on the thorns pierced the skin and penetrated into the flesh. The clothes on the back were stained dark red by blood, and some of them had dried up and formed blood scabs.
Some of it was still flowing, dripping onto the ground, forming a small puddle. From the entrance of Prince Qi's Mansion to the living room, the intermittent bloodstains finally traced the small puddle.
It can be seen that King Wu Yangpu, carrying this thorn stick on his back, at least walked step by step from the entrance of Prince Qi's Mansion to the living room.
Princess Shangrao then knelt beside King Wu Yangpu, wiping away the tears that kept flowing, while choking, muttering something incomprehensible.
It seems that I have been chanting it for a long time and repeated it many times. The words are a little confused without knowing it, so that they can no longer form a complete sentence and have lost the meaning of expression.
Of course, her original intention may be just to be afraid, not to express anything.
However, the human brain is a strange thing. It will always subconsciously sort some information naturally so as to better obtain useful information. If you don’t believe it, take a closer look at this sentence. talk.
Its general meaning is: "Father, you have shed a lot of blood, let's untie the thorns!"
Although Princess Shangrao is a heartless master, her father who loves her the most looks bloody.
Her heart also hurts!
After all, she is just a little girl. Although she is well protected by her father and has lost her respect for many things, she will still be afraid, sad, and painful.
After Jiang Yunqing entered the door, he waved his sleeves, a breeze blew by, and the door closed on its own with a "click".
Hearing the sound of the door being opened and then quickly closed, King Wu Yangpu and Princess Shangrao recovered from their respective pains.
Princess Shangrao was a small one, much smaller than King Wu. Perhaps she had knelt for too long. When she looked back, her figure was unstable and she fell straight to the ground.
"Shanggrao!"
King Wu exclaimed. He didn't care to look back, or that the thorns on his back were still embedded in his flesh and blood. He quickly leaned forward and supported his daughter.
"Hiss~"
The large movement not only affected the original injury, but also affected the thorn barbs that had penetrated into the flesh and blood. The barbs were like knives, cutting the flesh and blood on the back that was not very intact. The numb pain flooded into the brain again, constantly stimulating the pain nerves, causing King Wu, who had temporarily adapted to the pain, to take a deep breath.
"Brother Jiang, please persuade my father. My father has lost a lot of blood. He is about to die. Wuwuwuwu..."
Being helped by King Wu, Princess Shangrao did not fall down. She got up from the ground and ran towards Jiang Yunqing crying. However, she knelt for too long and when her legs gave out, she threw herself directly towards the ground.
Jiang Yunqing took a step from the door, and seemed to shrink into an inch. He appeared in front of Princess Shangrao naturally but unnaturally. He leaned slightly, reached out to catch Princess Shangrao, and helped her up.
Princess Shangrao stood up too hard, and her head was temporarily deprived of oxygen. The moment she fell forward, her eyesight went dark. She felt a warm hand holding her up, and when the scene in front of her changed from pitch black to blurry When the lake turned clear, she was already sitting on a chair nearby.
Jiang Yunqing, on the other hand, was wearing a green shirt and walked past King Wu with his hands behind his back, without even looking at King Wu.
When he came to the main seat in the living room, he folded his sleeves and sat down on the main seat. His deep eyes seemed to open from the abyss, and he looked down at King Wu condescendingly: "I don't know, what does King Wu mean by this?"
The voice was obviously very dull, but it gave people an unparalleled sense of oppression.
"Although the assassination of Mr. Wang was not caused by Xiao Wang, since Mr. Wang slightly punished him, there was something inappropriate that Xiao Wang did, and Xiao Wang naturally deserved it.
apologize! "
King Wu knelt on the ground and bowed to Jiang Yunqing. The forward movement of the salute was not big, but it still seemed to affect the wound on his back. His lips trembled slightly in pain, and there was a tremor in his voice.
But Jiang Yunqing did not give King Wu a chance to salute. He raised his hand, and the breeze in the hall gathered in front of King Wu, clamping the body of King Wu, making him unable to bow.
King Wu tried his best, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not complete the salute.
Immediately, Jiang Yunqing was heard saying indifferently: "I am just a commoner, but I cannot bear the courtesy of a prince like King Wu!"
"Besides, what happened before has already been punished and passed away. Why should the King of Wu care about it? Why should he despise his own body as a prince? If outsiders see it, wouldn't it mean that we, the Qi Kingdom, tortured and killed the dignified King of Wu?"
"I don't dare. It's because Xiao Wang was careless. However, Xiao Wang is not asking for forgiveness, but rather apologizing for it!"
A gleam of light bloomed in King Wu's slightly cloudy eyes, as if fuel was added to the extinguishing fire again.
"What do you mean by this?"
Jiang Yunqing sat on the main seat, condescending like a god.
King Wu adjusted his body and tried to straighten his waist. He did not dare to look up at Jiang Yunqing, but he tried his best to keep his eyes level. "Sir, you have already pointed out the clear path for Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang is stupid. Until a few days ago, Only then did I suddenly realize that I was really ashamed of my teacher’s advice, so I decided to take the blame and apologize!”
"Oh? Minglu?"
Jiang Yunqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at King Wu playfully, as if he was confused, but the context was more like a school exam.
"Sir, he used the Jin Kingdom as a tactic, used the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun as bait, and used the Longquan treasure as an additional bait to invite you to enter the urn, hoping that His Highness could seize the throne and proclaim himself emperor by breaking the Khitan. However, you are sure to capture the entire world. This time In inviting you to the urn, it is not only the Khitan who is invited, but also the princes like us. However, you have given us a chance to choose, but we princes are too stupid to understand your good intentions."
King Wu was a little excited and looked excited. He seemed to admire Jiang Yunqing's strategy and even forgot the pain.
"Then how did King Wu see this clearly?"
Jiang Yunqing asked with a smile, but did not deny what King Wu said.
The King of Wu looked serious and with a hint of pain, and answered meticulously: "What Mr. used is a conspiracy, which can be said to be upright. What the little king and even the other princes did not understand before is just where Mr.'s confidence to conquer the world comes from. Come here, but as long as you abandon yourself and go out, you can get a glimpse of the secrets!"
"Xiao Wang is here just ready to throw himself out of the game. I hope you will be merciful to Shangrao!"
