"How did the old prince die?"

"When people get old, they will die..."

"Then why don't you die sooner or later, but not at this time?"

"Can death also pick time?"

"But ......"

"But what? It's a bit of a bad time to die?

Such a great opportunity, I didn't see you not grasp it..."

This is a conversation between Xu Fusheng and the old wizard in a corner of the Southern Xinjiang Sacrifice Hall.

"Haven't you always relied on secret techniques to support the old prince's life? how can you let him just leave..."

"When the biggest concern in a person's heart is let go, there is nothing left to be nostalgic about.

Unless the witch god gives him another life, no one can stop the coming of death. ”

“......”

"Plans never catch up with change, and life is far more absurd than reality. If it goes well, you may have to wait longer. ”

"Then why don't you support the second prince to inherit the throne directly?"

"I'm just a witch god messenger in southern Xinjiang, and I can't decide everything. After all, the affairs of the tribes are decided by the tribes.

If you can't help His Royal Highness get over this hurdle, it means that the child of Qingxu is not enough to take on the heavy responsibility of the Southern Xinjiang Road.

Although this time is a little impatient and a little more dangerous, isn't this also your chance?

You Central Plains people don't often say that wealth and wealth are sought in danger, this is when you show your skills. ”

"You know..."Xu Fusheng stopped what he wanted to say, and asked instead, "When will the person you promised me give me?"

"When it's time to show up, they'll be there for you!"

"Your uncle......"

"Princess, that child has a kind heart, you have to treat her well. ”

The conversation between the two eventually had to be stopped because of the noise and crying in the hall.

Xu Fusheng didn't know how many people in the hall were sincerely mourning the old prince and the eldest prince.

But he knew that most of the people in the hall were no longer thinking about the funeral of the old prince and the death of the eldest prince.

Everyone is thinking about the next step of the trade-off. Xu Fusheng was also worried, he was worried about Lin Huiyu's safety after he succeeded.

Worried about how the second son's next throne can be justifiably stable. Worried about everything that would affect his plans.

The only thing that I don't worry about is the same as the people in the hall, how and when the funerals of the old prince and the eldest prince will be held.

Feng Qingglaze has already begun to purge on the grounds of searching for the murderer of the eldest prince.

Many people in the eldest son's family were suspected of colluding with gangsters to kill the eldest prince, and all of them were imprisoned.

God knows why they colluded with the gangsters, and how they colluded with the gangsters, they just stood on the wrong side.

Feng Qingxu was extremely excited, and the feeling of holding the power of life and death in his hands made him extremely happy, and at the same time he had a trace of uneasiness.

The uneasiness comes from the fact that he is only the temporary king of Southern Xinjiang, and the four major clans from the eldest prince's family are still eyeing each other, and the eyes of those people looking at him are not as respectful and fearful as they are for the old prince.

His orders will be hindered, and there will always be opposition to his plans.

Unconsciously walked to Feng Qinghua, who walked next to Xu Fusheng, and said a little nervously:

"Horse, we've done what we need to do.

But if the four major clans still oppose the election a month later, I am afraid that it will not be easy to do at that time.

At present, we do not have an army in the southern Xinjiang Province, and with the current strength of several ethnic groups, we cannot fight the armies of the four ethnic groups at the same time. ”

Now Xu Fusheng has completely become the brain trust of Feng Qingglaze, and after this series of events, he only obeys him.

Xu Fusheng pondered for a moment and said, "If we want to stabilize the position of the king of Southern Xinjiang, we need some external force.

If you can now make His Majesty of the Shengyuan Dynasty the same as the old prince, and make the next edict to seal the king of southern Xinjiang, the second brother, you will be much more justified.

Take advantage of this time to quickly attract the forces of all ethnic groups and completely control the army power held in front of the old prince.

has his own central army in his hands, so as to ensure that he sits firmly in the position of the king of southern Xinjiang.

Otherwise, once the war is chaotic, the second brother, the clans in your hands will not necessarily help each other.

If you lose, you won't have a chance. The most taboo thing in negotiation is not having enough chips before going to the table!"

Feng Qingglaze nodded approvingly, and then said doubtfully:

"But what we want to guard against now is the Shengyuan Dynasty's raising of troops, how can we ask for a decree from Your Majesty?"

Xu Fusheng had never been so cautious, and he didn't know what the consequences of his next plan would be.

But I had to do this, and after thinking for a while, I finally spoke:

"The dynasty must take advantage of the rebellion in southern Xinjiang.

Now we just need to arrange reliable people to go to the Shengyuan Dynasty and find a few important ministers.

Present to His Majesty that although the old prince of Southern Xinjiang is dead, he has chosen an heir. There will be a smooth transition in the southern Xinjiang Province and there will be no chaos.

Then His Majesty should not make any more moves, but only according to the precedented.

Of course, we also have to pay a little price, such as opening up the trade channel with the Central Plains and paying a symbolic tribute to the dynasty every year. ”

"Ah, but in this case, wouldn't the four clans have more excuses to oppose my succession?" Feng Qinghua hurriedly shook his head.

Xu Fusheng lowered his voice and said, "Therefore, these things must be done in secret. Once Your Majesty decrees the seal, then we will have the upper hand.

Even if we suffer a slight loss, as long as we stabilize the throne, when the time comes, we regret not paying tribute, and Your Majesty can't say anything.

What's more, opening up trade will also have enough benefits for you to the second brother.

If the second brother's clan wants to support its own descendant army, it must have silver in its hands, and without enough silver, we will not be able to raise a strong army.

It's just a nominal concession, and for you, second brother, it's a good deal!"

Feng Qinghua listened to what Xu Fusheng said with a serious face, pondering for a long time, as if this was indeed the truth.

It is only a symbolic tribute, and there is no substantial loss of anything, so many benefits can be obtained.

This deal, no matter how you calculate it, is your own advantage.

Thinking of this, he nodded solemnly and said, "Then do as the colt says."

It's just that whoever has to be arranged to secretly contact the Shengyuan Dynasty will definitely not be able to do it in the southern Xinjiang tribes.

If this matter leaks out, we will face accusations from all ethnic groups.

The only person I can fully trust now, but now this situation is inseparable from you.

What should I do?"

Xu Fusheng looked moved and said solemnly:

"It is my honor to be favored by my second brother.

When it comes to going to the Shengyuan Dynasty, I will secretly carry out it for the second brother and plan the candidates.

It's just that before I do this, I need to ask my second brother for a person.

This person is very important, and if the second brother doesn't agree, I won't be able to move on to the next step. ”

Feng Qingglaze said in a low voice and generously: "Don Ma, why are you so polite between you and my brothers."

Even if you want the stars in the sky now, if there is a way to get them, I will definitely take them off for you. It's up to you who you say you want to pick. ”

"Second brother, with your words, I will not hesitate to go to the soup.

I don't really want any important person, I just want the Han spy who was arrested some time ago.

I needed someone who could connect with the Han Chinese to get our ideas to the upper echelons of the dynasty. ”

Feng Qingglaze pretended to complain, and casually threw his waist card to Xu Fusheng.

"I thought you wanted someone, something so simple. You can take my token to the water prison at any time.

Let's go see Allure, she's been crying by her father's side since she came back, and you haven't said a word. ”

After talking about business, Feng Qingglaze spoke again.

Xu Fusheng looked at the armored figure in the main hall, his eyes were calm, and he nodded slightly.

The face is like the waves of the lake, in a trance, whether it is a stormy wave, or an ancient well is not a wave, outsiders have no way of knowing.

Probably only he knows what is on his mind at the moment.

He walked lightly towards Feng Chengcheng, squatted beside her, and took her shoulder.

He said softly: "Don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death." Let the old wizard pray more for the prince to the witch god. ”

Her body stiffened slightly, and then slowly relaxed. Leaning on his shoulders, her hair covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression, but silent tears wet his green shirt.

No one knows whether her grief was due to the death of her father and brother, or something else.

Xu Fuchang exhaled, was silent for a moment, and spoke in a low voice again:

"Big brother's thing is intentional on purpose, I'm sorry!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng cried loudly, her hands wrapped around his waist. Choked up in a voice that only she and he could hear:

"Why are you lying to me, why don't you tell me directly! He's my eldest brother, how can you bear to let me lie to him. ”

He was silent, but his hand around her shoulder tightened.

Feng Chengcheng muttered as if talking to himself:

"I don't blame you, I only blame that I like you. Big brother is I'm sorry for him. ”

The fingers of her hands slammed into his waist before she collapsed into his arms.

Xu Fusheng took a deep breath and said calmly with his eyes:

"There are some things, I don't want to lie to you.

But I can't tell you that I need power, a lot of power.

If the eldest brother doesn't die, the second brother won't be able to sit on the throne of Southern Xinjiang, and I won't be able to get what I want.

From the beginning, I conveniently used what you liked about me. ”

Feng Chengcheng finally stopped crying, and she slowly raised her head to look at the face that fascinated her.

Her hands slowly ran over his cheeks, her eyes red and swollen as she lay beside his ears.

"You've been lying to me from the beginning, have you? You've been lying to me for all your words, aren't you?"

"No, some things are real. He was still cold, but his hands trembled slightly.

"That's... Is it true that whoever takes off your mask will marry you?" she persevered.

"It's true. Xu Fusheng nodded, a wry smile on his face.

"Oh—" she was silent.

She didn't want to ask him if he liked her or not, and she didn't dare to ask again, she was afraid to know the answer.

Or perhaps, some things are destined to go unanswered!

Who made her fall in love with him...

She remembered the lyrics of the ballad sung in the tribe.

You are like the dew I kissed when I was young, and then the mountains and rivers are far away, and the servants come and go, both to be my tears and my lake.

Like someone, there is no reason to talk about it.