Feng Zhen asked, "What if Zixiao trespasses?"

The official gave a glance at Feng Zhen, and there seemed to be an invisible undercurrent surging in his eyes.

"If he dares to trespass, even if it is the lord, I am afraid that he will not be able to protect him. ”

The lord is the lord, and the courtier is the courtier.

If the courtier forgets his duty, relies on the intimate relationship between the two, and thus becomes domineering and does unruly things—such as transgressing his duties and reversing the status of the monarch and minister—even if the lord is willing to spoil him, the people below cannot sit idly by.

Qi Guanrang lowered his voice, obviously a normal tone, and he was stunned to give rise to an unwarranted chill.

"Ah, don't be so serious, just ask casually. Feng Zhen smiled and snorted, "Zixiao will be measured." ”

"I hope so." ”

He has been a cold sidewitness all these years, and his own master is not serious.

According to the other party's temperament, the more she is not allowed to do things, the more she likes to twist her temper, and it is useless to work against her.

On the other hand, if the lord and Wei Ci have something, they don't have to worry about the young lord in the future.

In the first battle of Lishui, the northern Xinjiang lost quite ugly.

The king's personal expedition did not have the desired effect, but instead led a group of remnants of the defeated army to the Maynu tribe.

Although the remnants of the army were defeated, after many rests and recuperations, the remnants of the army still had 60,000 people, and the Maynu tribe could not resist at all.

The third prince looked at the acting king forbearingly, and when he saw the other party's arrogant and strong expression, he couldn't help but want to mock him.

Isn't Lao Jiu quite capable?

Defeated a group of brothers and became the acting king, but they almost lost so much that they couldn't even keep their crotch?

However, these words were refreshing for a while, and the result was very likely to bring death to the Maynu tribe, and he held back.

The army of Northern Xinjiang fled in a hurry, and did not take any military baggage with them, and now 60,000 mouths are counting on the Maynu tribe to feed.

When the third prince heard that the acting king had asked him to take out food and wine, he was almost so angry that the three corpse gods jumped.

"This old nine-"

The third prince held back the anger in his stomach and angrily took out his anger at the decoration of the house.

"Your Highness, someone has sent an invitation. ”

"Who sent it?" The third prince dragged it over casually, opened the invitation, and his eyes fell to the place where the payment was made, "Teacher Wuliba?"

What does the other party do with him?

The third prince was suspicious, but he didn't dare to slack off, and after a short rest, he secretly met with Wu Liba.

At first glance, the third prince almost couldn't believe his eyes.

This、This is his teacher?

In the memory of the third prince, his teacher Wu Liba was middle-aged, and although he was a man from northern Xinjiang, he always had an indescribable bookish atmosphere.

No matter what time it is, the other party always looks indifferent, as if everything is under control.

The former three princes were attracted by each other's temperament, and were willing to worship each other as teachers and learn the Han culture of the Central Plains.

Looking at it now, he almost didn't recognize it.

Because of his injuries and repeated anger, Wu Liba's complexion was very bad.

The brows are deeply locked, the sideburns are gray, and the wrinkles on the face that reveal the real age also appear, looking embarrassed and fallen.

No matter what, the third prince still respectfully called the teacher, and his voice also pulled Wu Liba out of his memory.

"Get up—" Wu Liba glanced at the third prince, who was diametrically opposed to himself, this apprentice was very mixed up in his mother tribe, "I came to you today, in fact, I want to discuss something with you—I have to ask your opinion on this matter." ”

The third prince was suspicious in his heart, but he said, "Although the teacher said that it is useful to be an apprentice, he will definitely not refuse." ”

"Do you want to be king?" asked Wu Liba bluntly.

The third prince's heart trembled violently, and he almost bit his tongue.

What did your own teacher say?

Ask him if he wants to be a new king?

I want to dream of it!

If he can replace Lao Jiu as the acting king, who is still qualified to run to the Maynu tribe to be majestic?

However, he couldn't tell why Ulibal asked this, knowing that Ulibal was very disgusted with the prince's infighting.

Why did he suddenly ask him now if he wanted to compete for the position of acting king?

The third prince couldn't bear the thought of Wu Liba, and planned to test it.

Where could he escape the eyes of Wu Liba, who asked in a rough voice, "Just ask if you want to!"

The third prince smiled bitterly, "It's not that the teacher doesn't know the student, but he doesn't know the student's mind? ”

Wu Liba let out a long sigh, "I knew that His Royal Highness the Ninth was this virtue, so it was better to help you ascend the throne at the beginning." ”

The third prince asked, "Teacher, what happened?"

Wu Liba said with a tired face about the night attack last night and the battle of Lishui during the day, and he said, "It is the fault of the teacher to take it lightly, resulting in the destruction of more than 10,000 elites. But the acting king does not listen to the advice, and if he is specialized, sooner or later he will lose the entire northern frontier——"

When the third prince heard this, he couldn't help but be frightened.

He saw the defeat of the acting king and the remnants of the army, and guessed that the northern Xinjiang lost the battle very badly, but he didn't expect to lose like this.

In this way, Liu Xi is not easy to deal with at all, but a tiger and wolf hero.

"What does the teacher mean now...... Didn't you find a way to depose the acting king?"

Wu Liba sighed, and he said, "It's inevitable that the army's heart is disordered, even if you want to abolish the acting king, you can't come blatantly, you must choose a plausible excuse." For the division and the army, there are still some connections, and if you do it well, you will definitely be able to do something-"

The Northern Xinjiang army had just experienced a major defeat, and its morale had fallen to the bottom and could not climb up.

If news such as the violent death of the acting king breaks out again, it is inevitable that the army will be panicked.

According to Wu Liba's plan, he wanted to make the acting king "stroke" and unable to manage political affairs, and then push the third prince up.

The third prince held back his beating heart and said excitedly, "Everything is arranged by the teacher." ”

After the first battle of Lishui, Jiang Pengji's army not only did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead chose a high ground to camp in.

This move made Wu Liba breathe a sigh of relief and at the same time had other worries, he always felt that Jiang Pengji was secretly doing things.

It turns out that Jiang Pengji is really doing something.

In this regard, Wei Ci could only sigh-

His Majesty really has an unrivalled hatred for Northern Xinjiang.

In the previous life, when His Majesty attacked the northern frontier, it really put people to death.

At that time, northern Xinjiang was prosperous and strong, with a population approaching the two million mark, and the two sides fought hard for a year and a half, and Northern Xinjiang was defeated to less than 500,000.

With such a fierce record, many people call him a "butcher" behind his back.

After the unification of the Jiang Dynasty, His Majesty specially ordered the relocation of eligible aliens from northern Xinjiang to all parts of the Central Plains, and then the poor people of the Central Plains to northern Xinjiang for grazing and planting trees, and each family was given a certain government subsidy.

Compared with the dense population of the Central Plains, it didn't take long for these alien races in northern Xinjiang to be completely diluted and assimilated.

Wei Ci did not die properly, but judging from the situation of the Jiang Dynasty at that time, there was no need to worry about the alien race being strong and threatening the Central Plains in two hundred years.

[This kind of hard bone in Northern Xinjiang will be completely scrapped, and they will be obedient. 】