"Alright, that's all for today. Xu Fusheng clapped his hands and ended today's lesson.

"Oh, by the way, management is an art, you have to learn by doing.

During this week's break, if you have a chance, you can go back to the clan and perform some of the tricks I taught you to create an atmosphere.

What do you have to share with you? ”

After saying this, Xu Fusheng walked out of the so-called classroom. It was just a large empty room with various tables, chairs and benches.

These days, his tireless lectures are actually brainwashing 100 students.

This group of students is young, and many of them are outstanding children of various ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang, who will one day in the future. These people may become the backbone of Xu Fusheng's revenge plan.

Therefore, he spared no effort to implant various management skills in his previous life into the minds of this group of people.

At the same time, the concept of dedicating oneself to one's faith and fighting to the death for the future of Nanjiang Province is implanted.

Young people are prone to impulsiveness, and the effect is undoubtedly significant under such a teaching effect.

At least half of the students have regarded Xu Fusheng as a guiding light for them and even the entire southern Xinjiang.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves interrupted Xu Fusheng's musings.

A black Qiang horse galloped over, and one of the people on the horse rushed to his knees in front of Xu Fusheng, and said in a panic:

"Dean Xu, the second son has something urgent, please come over immediately!"

Xu Fusheng's brows furrowed slowly, something must have happened, otherwise he would not have used the Black Qiang Iron Horse to deliver the letter.

Standing in the wind, he immediately squatted down and whispered, "What's wrong?"

The Black Rider looked hesitant, but whispered it anyway.

"The old prince is dead!"

There was thunder on the ground, and no one thought that the old prince who had been crisscrossing southern Xinjiang for decades would suddenly die.

If this news comes out that Fengqing Glaze has successfully inherited the queen of Southern Xinjiang, it will not be surprising.

But at this juncture, he died suddenly, which means that the battle for the throne in southern Xinjiang will fall into an unpredictable situation.

Xu Fusheng didn't care about being reserved, so he immediately turned over and galloped towards the southern Xinjiang palace.

When he came to the second prince's mansion, the living room where the original discussion was originally held was already full of people, including the patriarchs of various ethnic groups who supported the second prince, as well as the magistrates of several counties in southern Xinjiang.

Seeing Xu Fusheng coming in, everyone immediately stopped talking and looked at the newly married master.

"Is the news true?" Xu Fusheng asked directly when he entered the door.

"It's the news from the guards who are waiting for the old prince, it's true!" said the Qiang patriarch in a deep voice.

"Although the old prince's body is weak, there has always been an old wizard to renew his life, how could he pass away suddenly?" Xu Fusheng asked with a frown.

Feng Qingglaze interrupted Xu Fusheng's questioning, and said anxiously:

"There is no point in investigating the cause of my father's death now, and our top priority is to prepare the next step, and the eldest brother should get the news right away.

If he walks out of the sacrificial hall, there will be a great chaos in southern Xinjiang! With his father gone, no one will be able to stop him. ”

Xu Fusheng took a deep breath, the death of the old prince completely disrupted all his plans.

Once this matter is not handled well, then his foothold in Nanjiang Province will also become an extravagant hope.

At this time, it was indeed not the time to explore the cause of the old prince's death, so he immediately decided:

"Now, go and send someone to inform the old wizard and General Ram at once.

The southern Xinjiang palace has entered a state of martial law in an all-round way, and no news is allowed to come out of the palace.

Patriarch Dan, immediately dispatch the Black Qiang Iron Horse to be placed at the foot of the sacrificial hall, once someone tries to enter and exit the main hall, it will be killed!"

The patriarch of the Qiang tribe, Dan Muji, turned his head to look at Feng Qinghua, he was not used to this Han man giving orders.

Xu Fusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the burly patriarch of the Qiang tribe, and the cold in his eyes made people shudder.

Feng Qinghua also knew the priorities, and after a few things, he had completely admired Xu Fusheng's wisdom, and immediately nodded and said:

"Immediately do as the horse says, without a moment's delay!"

After speaking, he looked at the people in the hall again: "Everyone, at this moment, it is the time of life and death in my southern Xinjiang, please make concerted efforts to ensure that my southern Xinjiang is not chaotic." ”

The patriarch of all clans immediately nodded yes, at this moment, everyone can't care about anything else, only by first stabilizing the status of the second son, can everyone have a spring in the future.

"Horse, what to do next, the news won't last long, and the clans will know it soon. ”

Feng Qingglaze turned her head to look at Xu Fusheng.

"This matter also requires the second brother, you to go in person, summon the eldest prince in the name of the old prince, and bring people out of the sacrificial hall.

Please inform the clan army immediately and be ready to mobilize to encircle and suppress the rebels at any time. Xu Fusheng said in a deep voice.

"Wouldn't this be too radical, what if it triggers a rebellion?" said the Maonan patriarch with a frown.

Xu Fusheng's face was pale: "Now we have to prepare for the worst, in case the old king of Southern Xinjiang does not leave a will."

The eldest prince and his family will definitely regain the throne, and we will have no room for maneuver when the time comes.

At that time, do you think that with the strength of several clans, you can fight against the people who support the eldest prince's line and let the second prince ascend to the throne?"

At least half of the 12 world-dwelling tribes in southern Xinjiang support Fengqingluo.

Moreover, led by the Yi people, the Zhuang people, the Miao people, and the Dong people are far stronger than the second son's lineage, which is why Fengqing glaze was suppressed by the eldest prince everywhere before.

When the patriarchs heard this, they immediately asked the guards around them to go back and send the message.

They also felt that what the horse said made sense, and they had to hold down the eldest prince first.

If no one from the other tribes takes the lead, it will not cause major trouble.

Feng Qingyan hesitated a little and said, "I'll go to the sacrificial hall, what if the eldest brother doesn't go with me?"

Xu Fusheng sighed in his heart, but he couldn't care much at the moment, so he could only protect the phoenix glaze.

Feng Qingglaze's personality is indecisive, and there is no one to support him, so he will never dare to attack the eldest prince privately.

He pondered for a moment and said, "I asked the princess to raise people in the name of the old wizard. But, Second Brother, you must get your Wind Spirit Guard to fully cooperate with me. ”

Feng Qinghua nodded immediately, and casually took out the troop transfer tiger talisman and handed it to Xu Fushengdao:

"I'll let General Karui of the Wind Spirit Guard be at your disposal. ”

Xu Fusheng was not polite, took the tiger talisman, and suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

beckoned Bai Wu, who had been following, to come over and said, "Now go to Hotan City immediately and inform the instructor to gather everyone to wait for me in the princess's mansion." ”

Bai Wu led the order to leave, and Karui entered the door and waited.

Xu Fusheng showed the tiger talisman and whispered in Kalu's ear.

Afterwards, Karui was ordered to leave.

In his previous life, although Xu Fusheng personally presided over and participated in many business wars, it was the first time he participated in this bloody power struggle.

His heart is both exciting and nervous, and he can't let others see it, which is also a different kind of excitement for him.

If the bet is right this time, then he will get unprecedented benefits.

After arranging all this, Xu Fusheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly exhaled a breath, and said:

"Second brother, you should rush to the palace immediately, and after confirming the death of the prince, you can arrange for someone to notify the patriarchs of all clans.

I will go back to the princess's mansion now and wait for the news, and the patriarchs of the various clans will wait for the news here. ”

Feng Qingglaze, who looked nervous, also knew that this was not the time for a short relationship, so he gave Xu Fusheng a look and quickly took people away.

Back at the princess's mansion, Feng Chengcheng was already wearing armor and preparing to rush to the old prince.

Seeing Xu Fusheng enter the door, he immediately said, "Fusheng, you came just in time, let's go see my father together." ”

Xu Fusheng took Feng Chengcheng's hand and helped her get on the horse and said:

"Allure, the matter of the old prince is not sure to be true or false, and it is inconvenient for me to go now.

Now you go to the sacrificial hall and take your eldest brother to see the old prince together.

If the news is true, the eldest brother can't even attend the funeral of the old prince. ”

Feng Chengcheng looked at Xu Fusheng suspiciously, he had never dealt with his eldest brother in the past, how could he speak for his eldest brother today.

Xu Fusheng smiled slightly and explained softly:

"It came so suddenly, none of us knew what the future would look like, and at least we still needed a human gift. ”

Feng Qingcheng's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded: "I'll go now, and I'll have someone pick you up as soon as there is news." ”

Not long after Feng Chengcheng left, Lin Huiyu had already rushed back with eighteen of them.

Luckily, the distance wasn't too far, and it only took a few hours to ride a horse.

Xu Fusheng didn't have time to greet Lin Huiyu, and said in a deep voice:

"Hui Yu, you took someone to follow the princess. When the eldest prince leaves the sacrificial hall, someone will do it on the way.

If the person who does it can't get it, you have to let someone fill it in immediately, and you must not let Feng Qingluo return to the main hall alive. ”

Lin Huiyu still wanted to ask what happened, but looking at Xu Fusheng's solemn face, he knew that the matter must be extremely serious, so he immediately turned around and left.

Not long after, the news of the palace hall came out, and the old prince was funeral.

The patriarchs of all ethnic groups immediately rushed to the Southern Xinjiang Deliberation Hall, and all the patriarchs, county guards and officials from all walks of life in Southern Xinjiang Province gathered in the Southern Xinjiang Deliberation Hall.

No one cared about the mournful atmosphere in the hall at this moment, and they were all whispering, as if they couldn't believe that the old king of Nanjiang had really left.

It is a big mountain in the southern Xinjiang province, and with him, the southern Xinjiang has been able to live and work in peace and contentment for decades.

Leaving at a time when the throne of southern Xinjiang is still in suspense, this news casts a shadow on everyone's hearts.

When Xu Fusheng rushed to the main hall, he only heard that the patriarchs of the major clans were discussing who should preside over the funeral.

Many people asked the eldest son to go out of the mountain to preside over the overall situation, according to the theory of southern Xinjiang customs, the funeral should indeed be presided over by the eldest son.

Feng Qing Glaze paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pot, and his prestige was simply not enough to suppress the patriarchs of the various clans.

Seeing Xu Fusheng coming in, his eyes lit up, and he was about to speak.

Xu Fusheng shook his head slightly, and walked straight towards the old wizard.

At the moment, no one cares about the horses, and they are all discussing their own affairs.

Walking to the old wizard's side, Xu Fusheng leaned down and whispered a few words.

Hearing the old wizard cough lightly, the entire hall immediately fell silent.

If there is anyone who can suppress the various clans at this moment, there is only the old wizard.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, half an hour ago, I have already arranged for someone to go to the sacrificial hall to invite the eldest prince.

This time, the others should be almost there, and when the eldest prince arrives, we will start the discussion. ”

After the old wizard said this, he fell silent again, and the entire hall fell silent.

"Report!"

A cold wind suddenly rushed into the main hall, and a man rushed in with a bloody stain.