In the main hall of the Xuan Imperial Capital, a middle-aged man with a blue crown and a broad belt sat on the throne, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his hands were holding the music transmitted from various post houses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His hands couldn't stop shaking, he looked at it and suddenly stood up, tore the music in his hand to pieces and threw it in the air, and shouted angrily, "How dare lowly people rebel, and the widow wants to punish his nine clans!"

"The king is angry."

The kneeling ministers prostrated their heads on the ground, their heads secretly raised and retracted, and their voices lingered for a long time.

"Rest the anger, stop the anger, those Diao people are camped less than three hundred miles away from the capital, do you want to talk about how to calm the anger of the widow?" King Xiang roared angrily, turned around and kicked an internal supervisor in anger, kicked a few times in anger, and asked hysterically at the ministers, "You guys talk about how to make the widow angry, a bunch of waste!"

"Rubbish!"

The ministers who buried their heads heard King Xiang's roar, they silently didn't dare to speak, and wanted to speak, but they really didn't have a way in their hearts.

"Why, don't speak!" King Xiang in the main hall roared playfully, and turned his head just in time to see the inner prison who had just gotten up from the ground trembling and trembling, half-kneeling.

In anger, he walked over and kicked the inner supervisor again, but the inner supervisor was in pain but didn't dare to speak, half biting his lip and burying his head silently.

"Let's talk about it, is Zhong Aiqing mute?" King Xiang turned around and sat down on the throne, rubbing his eyebrows slightly with his right hand, and squinting at the ministers.

In the silence, an old man in the kneeling group of ministers squirmed his knees, moved out of the ranks of the ministers, raised his head, and saluted with both hands.

"Does Zhang Daliang have a good plan?" Seeing that one of the ministers finally came out, King Xiang's face couldn't help but soften, and his tone was slightly soothing.

"The minister is stupid, the people are a hundred miles away, and the minister hates to relieve the king's worries!" the old man shook his head, his expression slightly embarrassed.

"Zhang Daliang made a thousand bells of food, but there was nothing to do?" When the king, who was seated on the throne, heard this, his face turned pale again, and his tone became more and more angry.

"Although the minister can't solve the king's worries, but the minister knows one person, his talent is a thousand times that of mine, and he is like a cloud and mud compared to the minister. The old man felt the tone of the man on the throne, and he quickly explained, "Why doesn't the king inquire about him?"

"Where are the others?" Xiang Wang heard the old man's explanation, his tone paused again, and he couldn't help but look at the old man with some curiosity.

"Outside the temple." The old man's gaze at King Xiang hurriedly staggered again, knelt on the ground, and spoke humbly.

"Call!"

After King Xiang heard this, his expression was a little tired, and he whispered to the inner prison who was half-kneeling and did not dare to get up.

Be.

After listening inside, he hurriedly opened his mouth and ran towards the outside of the hall with hurried steps. The ministers trembled and couldn't help but think about the person in Zhang Daliang's stoma.

They all knew Zhang Daliang's talent in his heart, and when they heard Zhang Daliangzao say this, they couldn't help but be a little curious about the person who was recommended.

Fang Xu, a young man in Xuanyi followed the inner eunuch into the main hall.

The ministers peeked in the afterglow, but saw that the young man had an extraordinary bearing, walked calmly, walked into the hall with a subtle smile on his face, and walked into the hall with half a hand behind his back, and a sense of elegance entered his eyes leisurely.

The ministers were all surprised to see it, it was really not easy to have such a state of mind at such an age.

King Xiang half-squinted when he saw the young man walking into the main hall, and he was a little surprised. But he pretended to be disimpressed, and raised his chin and said nothing.

The young man stood still in the main hall, looking up at King Xiang with his hands half-behind his back. Under the gaze of the ministers, he did not worship, and looked leisurely.

"Sir.."

Zhang Daliangzao looked up and saw that the young man did not worship, his face changed, and he opened his mouth slightly and reminded him in a low voice.

The young man did not seem to hear it, but he still did it. King Xiang took his eyes off him and asked, "Why don't you worship when you see the widow king?"

When the young man heard this, he laughed loudly in the hall. The ministers changed color, they couldn't guess the young man's inner thoughts, but they had already seen King Xiang on the throne have an icy cold in his eyes.

"What do you mean, sir?" King Xiang tapped his thumb on the throne, looking down at the young man under the throne, his tone jerky.

"I am not a subject of the king, the king wants me to kneel, what does the king mean!"

The young man's face did not change color in defense, and Yu Guang noticed King Xiang's hand resting on the throne and tapping lightly. He was pregnant, squinting and shaking his head.

"Bold!" the inner supervisor heard the young man's reply, and he was eager to reprimand King Xiang before he could get angry.

King Xiang stood up from the throne, he didn't pay attention to the words of the inner eunuch, his eyes stared at the young man in the main hall slightly, and he couldn't help but have some interest in this young man in his heart.

"Dare to ask what good plan does Mr. have for the rebellious people a hundred miles away from the capital?"

Xiang Wang walked down the stairs forged with gold and stone. He walked to the young man's side, and glanced at the side of the young man's face, and the corners of his mouth smirked.

"Qingjun **** is all because the people are suffering from slaves, if the king allows the people to live in peace, how can the Xuanguo have the reason to mess with the people?" The young man laughed and shook his head, he didn't pay attention to King Xiang's face.

Zhang Daliangzao, who was kneeling down, heard the young man's words, and his face was bitter, didn't such words mean that King Xiang was mediocre? If King Xiang blamed him, how could Zhang Daliangzao be better.

"Sir, are you saying that the widow is violent? King Xiang chewed the words in his mouth, and his gaze scraped over the young man's face like a knife.

"The king is angry, Mr. Luo didn't mean that, please..." Zhang Daliangzao, who was kneeling, raised his head slightly, his tone was a little hurried, and at the same time he met King Xiang's gaze, he paused in his tone and did not say any more, buried his head and sighed.

"Yes."

The young man nodded under everyone's gaze, he turned to look directly at King Xiang and spoke: "What does the king think of Xiang and Zhou?"

The corners of Xiang Guo's eyebrows furrowed, he couldn't see through the young man in front of him, and after being silent for a while, he replied: "Zhou Guo is ten times stronger than Xiang Guo, Xiang Guo is not as good as Zhou Guoye!"

After receiving King Xiang's answer, the young man smiled again, and his words were tight, "What about the king's self-proclaimed and King Zhou Xiang?"

Without replying, King Xiang turned and walked towards his throne, his steps as heavy as lead.

The ministers in the hall all wiped their sweat for the young man in their hearts, and he was still the first person to ask King Xiang like this over the years. You must know that the king of Zhou Xiang is the one who destroyed the Zhou country by himself, if the king of Zhou Xiang did not do such a mediocre thing, the Zhou country will not have civil strife, and the other six countries will not take advantage of the chaos to raise troops to divide the Zhou country.

Zhang Daliangzao, who was pale, already regretted taking this young man to the palace today. Half a year ago, when he saw that the young man was behaving extraordinary, he was moved to cherish his talents and let him become a staff member in the government.

"King Xiang of Zhou is good at force, and his Zhou state is thriving in its governance. However, what is the reason for the demise of Zhou? Today, under the full strength of the six countries, if the internal strife in Xiang lasts for a long time, I am afraid that the destruction of the country will not be far away!"

The young man looked at King Xiang's back, and he spoke loudly, completely ignoring the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him in the main hall.

When King Xiang heard the young man's words, his steps paused, and then he turned around again, looking at the young man with a hideous face.

The two looked at each other, the young man looked at each other's gradually dissipating hideousness speechlessly, and when King Xiang was frustrated, he spoke again, "The Wei State in the west, the Chu State in the south have a hundred times the number of troops in chaos, can the king pay attention to the movements of these two countries?"

When King Xiang heard this, his heart instantly sank. His face was even more gloomy, and the chaotic people were camped hundreds of miles away from the national capital, but after all, they were short-sighted people.

But the soldiers of the other five countries are like tigers and wolves, and he is afraid of being **** in the country these days, so he naturally leaves behind the ambitions of wolves in other countries.

His face changed, he turned to look at the young man in the main hall, and instructed the inner supervisor to read aloud, "Come on, give Mr. Luo a seat!"