It is preliminarily estimated that by the end of the month, the Mongolian chapter will almost be over, or the serial period of the empress's true colors will be over, and she will directly ask for leave from the ending next month. The magic sound of asking you for a monthly pass pierces your brain, and you can be liberated.

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------Off topic------

If it was really someone who turned the tiger away from the mountain just now, and someone tried to enter the altar, but in such a short period of time, before so many people, nothing happened after all, then what did he do in vain?

Some of these experienced generals looked at the woods where ghost fire had inexplicably, and then looked at the altar, thinking of the black shadow that they seemed to see just now, and a cloud of doubt drifted through their hearts.

When everyone noticed that there were not many ghost fires, they gradually went out, and nothing happened around them, that they gradually relaxed and returned their attention to the altar.

Some people feel something, but everything they see at this moment will be thought to be the phantom of the ghost fire.

The little beast was very small, and its body was snow-white, and it was not conspicuous at all on the snow-white altar, not to mention that no one was in the mood to pay attention to the altar at this time, so the little beast was digging and digging on the altar, and made some movements, and then jumped down from the altar and slipped through the gap between people's legs.

A general seemed to notice something, and was about to turn his face, when the figure on the altar moved his sleeves and released a small beast, and then the figure disappeared. The general only caught a dark shadow, and thought he was dazzled after seeing the ghost fire.

The shadow that appeared on the altar was very strange, as if it appeared there out of thin air, and the shadow spun around the altar very quickly.

Therefore, when everyone was attracted by the ghost fire in the woods, a black shadow suddenly flashed over the hosts and appeared on the altar, and no one even saw it.

Everyone was caught in fear, and subconsciously stared at the forest and the ghost fire in the forest......

The generals were slightly flustered but their calm voices sounded, and they shouted and commanded a team, entered the forest to check, and a team of fully armored soldiers rushed into the forest, but because of this, the ghost fire rose and fell more chaotic and faster, this thing walked person by person, and could not be dispersed, and from a distance, it looked like the ghost fire was running after the soldiers in the forest......

Although the soldiers had not moved, many of them stared at the ghost fire with wide eyes, and sweat rolled down their foreheads.

There has been a terrifying rendering of the ghost fire incident in the palace a few days ago, and the pressure on the soldiers can be imagined if you see the ghost fire here at this moment, even if these ghost fires are actually not as big as the ghost fire in the palace that night, not as many as that night, and if you look closely, it is only a dozen regiments, but as long as this appears here at this moment, it is a huge deterrent to the psychology.

Someone shouted, and in the frightened pupils, there were clusters of pale yin fires—in the woods on both sides of the altar, countless ghost fire clusters suddenly floated out, swinging leisurely, and attacked the army.

"Ghost Fire! The ghost fire has reappeared! ”

However, after all, I couldn't help it, and more people saw it.

This "uh" is actually more like an exclamation, but it was forced to endure by the parties due to the huge pressure of the atmosphere.

The tension is contagious, and excessive stress can lead to all kinds of abnormalities, and gradually some people feel that they can't hold back, and their eyes turn around like relief, and then suddenly someone lets out a loud "uh".

The sky is getting darker and darker, because of the rain, the air pressure is very low, the altar is crowded, and the air is even more depressing, the soldiers are staring at the dark sky above their heads, and the snow-white altar under the sky with sour eyes, somehow they all feel nervous, and their breathing involuntarily becomes short.

So King Ping is very relieved and went to bed very early, he needs a good night's sleep and a good performance tomorrow.

Under the wide-eyed gaze of everyone like this, it is a god with wings, and it is difficult for him not to be discovered and enter the altar.

The closer they got to the date of the sacrifice, the more tense the atmosphere became, and the soldiers received a death order - not even a fly could fly into the altar until the sacrifice! If there is any abnormal movement, one person will be derelict and the team will be killed, and the other team will be derelict and the whole army will be killed! So everyone doesn't say slack, they don't even dare to blink. I was afraid that if I closed my eyes and opened them again, I would fly into a fly and my head would fall to the ground.

Because tomorrow to hold a sacrifice to the heavens, the altar began martial law two nights in advance, after the Qin Tianjian inspected the inside and outside of the altar, the Yulin army and the soldiers and horses jointly blocked the altar, a full 10,000 troops, into this radius of less than three miles, people stand between almost no gaps, swords and guns erected, can form a steel wall that water cannot splash.

……

King Ping was in a very happy mood, laughing haha, and in the laughter, a few thick black clouds in the sky came closer again.

"That's," the third master said playfully, "When they arrive, the person who greeted them with hundreds of officials would have already been replaced by you." ”

"No, it won't." King Ping said reassuringly, "You also know the results of the temptation of King Ji's daughter in the palace that day. I guess that eighty percent of the Meng family knew the news of Meng Hu's house arrest, and they struck first, united with the envoys of Ji State, destroyed my plan, and kidnapped Jixiang'er to let me cast a mouse taboo, you know that the Meng family has always been neutral and does not like to be involved in the political contention, so they just kidnapped Jixiang as a warning, and did not make any requests. If it was really the queen, how could she let go of this opportunity to use auspiciousness to blackmail the Ji family and me? More importantly, the court had already received a letter from Ji Guo and asked him to transfer it to the envoys. Our people peeked at the content, and the queen of Ji asked the envoys to go to Shangguo after Meng's birthday to find a famous medicine. So this contingent of envoys is real. In addition, the deputy minister of the Ministry of Rites has already gone to Tianwu County to welcome Queen Luan, and it will be about three or four days before she arrives, can she still fly with wings, and it will not be a good thing for me? ”

"No, it won't." Hei Sandao, "I'm only worried about one thing, if the legendary queen is here, with her ability, it may lead to variables." ”

"Won't it go wrong?"

"The day before yesterday, Qin Tianjian went to the altar to renovate it on the grounds of preparing for the sacrifice to the heavens, and the rain will not fall below." Hei San said calmly, "The rest of the place is also arranged. ”

"Such a heavy rain," King Ping was a little worried, "this is going to extinguish ......"

"Your Highness, rest assured."

King Ping sniffed the unique smell in the bottle, as if casually asking Hei San, "Are you ready?" ”

He was holding a small bottle in his hand, the kind that Jing Hengbo sold, and presented him with this gift, so the third master of Hei, who was even more trusted by him, stood beside him, this person was still wearing a black robe with his head and tail, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but fortunately, King Ping didn't mind much, he felt that the people in the rivers and lakes were all kinds of strange, and they should be tolerated in order to show that he was a corporal of courtesy. Accustomed to playing the role of the virtuous king, most of the time his behavior pattern looks really virtuous.

King Ping was very satisfied with this, and Qin Tian's calculation of the weather turned out to be accurate.

King Ping stood on the tall building of the mansion, looking up at the sky, tonight is not a moonlit and starry night, and the gloomy and rainy breath can be vaguely felt on the other side of the sky.

The night was deep.

……

Why is that?

The injured leg of the day foreshadowed the arrival of the rainstorm one day in advance, but Gong Yin knew that it would rain three days ago.

Jing Hengbo watched him walk over with a slight limp, looked back at Gong Yin's house, and his heart suddenly moved.

Tianqi patted his knee and said, "This leg, I broke it when I was a child, and then it became a cold leg, and it must have an attack on a cloudy day." As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, "Tomorrow, it will rain, a heavy rain." ”

"What's wrong with the leg?" She asked casually.

Jing Hengbo looked at the still brilliant sky above her head, and it was really hard to believe that there would be a rainstorm tomorrow, and then she saw the sky abandoned, and her steps passed in front of her with a little turn.

Jing Hengbo stood under the eaves of the porch, sniffing the not-so-pleasant smell coming from the front yard and frowning. She received an invitation to worship the heavens tomorrow, and at present, several envoys from several countries have arrived in Mengcheng to celebrate the birthday of the old king, and the envoys of the Liuli Department and Yi Guo and Shen Tie live in the Wanguo Pavilion, all of whom have received invitations to watch the ceremony. Of course, Ji Guo will not send anyone again, and Ji Wen, who is about to be canonized as the princess, can still cooperate with this.

Everyone knew about the sacrifice to the heavens, for the people, this was an irrelevant act of the emperor, eighty percent was to quell the rumors that were very noisy these days, and for the neutral and faithful courtiers, they really hoped that this sacrifice to heaven could be forgiven by the heavens, so that the unstable atmosphere of the city of Mongolia would be calmed; For some careerists, they are waiting, believing that the beginning of this sacrifice to heaven is the new beginning of a dynasty.

The city of Montaine has not been quiet for the past two days.

……

Pei Shu sat on the tree in the courtyard, snorted coldly, and scolded: "Adulterer and adulteress!" ”

Yeluqi walked under the window with a bowl of freshly baked porridge that was full of color and flavor, and filled the courtyard with fragrance.

After a blink of an eye, the second dog flew out in the same posture, and after a while, Jing Hengbo walked out calmly, stood under the porch and swept his hair and temples, looked at the sunny sky, looked at the people who seemed to be walking around in the yard as if nothing happened, and muttered: "Well, it's going to rain......"

Obviously, the weak bird was kicked in by the strong cat as an arrow target.

Behind it, Feifei's big tail flickered by, and the smoke disappeared.

There was silence outside the room again, and after a few moments, the window was opened, and the two dogs catapulted in at a speed they could not attain, their wings spread straight out, like a maiden about to be sacrificed to the altar.

"Die!" Jing Hengbo scolded, the sound of squeaking in the room, obviously a piece of furniture was scrapped, and then someone's obviously dissatisfied voice sounded coldly, "Who's outside?" ”

It was quiet again, and then Gong Yin's slightly unsteady voice sounded, "Are you too anxious?" ”

The room was quiet, and after a while, Jing Hengbo's grunt sounded, "This chair is not strong anymore, is it pressed?" ”

Gradually, there was a wheezing, but before the wheezing could be fully heard, "Bang." There was a loud bang, and there was a loud bang outside, as if something had flapped on the window paper.

Licking and licking and touching, touching and touching, there were two people squeezed in the wide circle chair where Gong Yin was sitting, Jing Hengbo rubbed in like a small beast, the table didn't know whose knees were pressed up, it shook slightly, but the porridge noodles had solidified, snow-white, shining with a lustre, like a round mirror, reflecting the flowers that were flourishing in the last season outside the window, and the woman's affectionate and moist eyes.

The corners of his lips bent, turned his head, and rubbed her lip flap, this is also a very particular person, and he eats so fragrant when he eats ashes......

In other words, no one can hide from anyone.

His body stiffened again, Jing Hengbo twisted slowly through his dirty clothes, his fingertips flicked around like a bird, the tip of his tongue brushed around his neck, Gong Yin's eyes fell on the stove outside the window, and he reacted, this fairy queen used her tongue to lick the ash stains on his neck......

Gong Yin was stiff for a moment, and then hugged her waist with his backhand, wanting to hug her to his lap, but Jing Hengbo twisted his waist and refused, she twisted, Gong Yin felt that his arms and shoulders were rubbed by the turbulent soft parts, the waves were surging, there was no taste, he lowered his eyes and looked at it, he didn't move, but he felt that his neck was itching, this little goblin, slowly licking his neck, the tip of his tongue slowly dragged over, a long wipe, mischievously like writing the word "one" with the tip of the tongue, the neck was slightly wet, slightly itchy, those fine nerves and blood vessels, It seems that they are awakened by such a fragrant kiss, from the throat down, boiling and rippling, the skin gradually tightened, I don't know whether it is moistened by her breath, or because the body and heartbeat suddenly accelerated, even the body is slowly tense, I heard her chuckle in my ears, while still licking his neck over and over again, as if I fell in love with the taste of that place, endlessly lingering, but the hand slowly reached into his clothes.

She suddenly leaned over and hugged his neck, but before Gong Yin could turn her head, the tip of her tongue had already gently licked his neck.

Gong Yin was still staring at his porridge in a daze, as if he was seriously thinking about how to improve his cooking skills and make up for his only shortcoming, Jing Hengbo looked at it, only to feel that his mood was soft, and those bubbles flew up, dazzling in the sunlight.

Want to put down Yeluqi in cooking? Jing Hengbo felt that he still resigned himself to his fate.

Dare to love this porridge, it is not a whim of courtesy, it is unwilling to be jealous.

It was ...... to hear such words from his lips Sprout.

Jing Hengbo laughed out loud.

Gong Yin only took one bite, then sighed, put the bowl down, and muttered, "Talent! ”

No amount of outward alienation and rejection is overshadowed by the natural action of the heart.

He was so clean, and hated cooking more than anything else, but he was willing to endure the smoke and fire for her, and tasted what she tasted.

It's not that she is flattered, but she is moved by his nature at this moment, she knows that he must not have any thoughts at this moment, she knows that such nature is only for her, she knows that such nature represents deep in his heart, and he sees her as one.

At this moment, seeing him eat so naturally, her heart was like flying out of countless light little bubbles, each bubble was called joy, and each bubble was sweeter than this porridge. The whole person seemed to be carried up by these bubbles, flying into the soft clouds.

She still vividly remembered how he hated what she had touched when she fell into the mountains with him.

Gong Yin's cleanliness fetish, that self-contained, is ten thousand times stronger than her cleanliness fetish, not to mention eating leftovers, under normal circumstances, she will not stand in a downwind position, let alone approach anyone casually.

It felt even more terrifying to her than the great wilderness suddenly being unified by the cloaked people.

He eats what she's leftover?

After a while, Jing Hengbo finally reacted - he ate her leftovers?

He stretched out his hand, wiped away the sticky rice grains on her face, and took her bowl with his hand, Jing Hengbo couldn't react and watched him pick up the bowl, watched him take a sip, watched him frown, and watched him sigh.

But now it seems that she has been put into a goof, because Gong Yin's eyes are very complicated when she looks at her, faintly helpless, faintly happy, faintly relieved, and a little angry, but that anger is obviously not for her.

Jing Hengbo raised his face, there were still a few grains of rice on his face, and he looked very engaged in eating, but he really didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would be stuck with a dumb voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

didn't eat a few bites, one hand covered it, blocking the mouth of the bowl, Gong Yin's voice was light and light, "Don't eat it." ”

Yongxue smiled and agreed, walked away from the window, and thoughtfully closed the window for her. Jing Hengbo lowered his head to eat the porridge, trying to drink it very fragrantly, while trying to clear his throat - it was indeed too sweet, so sweet that she was afraid that she would be speechless when she finished drinking this bowl of porridge.

Jing Hengbo smiled at her, Yongxue has never been a person who talks a lot, what does this mean, she knows very well, she is in a good mood at the moment, and said generously: "The latest gadgets of Lirentang, you can take whatever you like, if you like it, the Lirentang of Emperor Ge will also play with you in the future." ”

Outside, Yongxue smiled and said: "I prepared it last night, I washed all kinds of materials carefully three times, stayed up all night against the square, got up and looked at it several times at night, just rushed this, Your Majesty also has to reward me for ordering it." ”

said and pretended to call out, "Hug Xue, the porridge is well cooked, what do you want?" ”

lowered his head and took another bite of porridge, tasted it for a long time, and said happily: "Yongxue, this girl, the rock sugar is uneven, just the sweet bite just now, now it is just right, better than the previous days, fragrant!" ”

The first thing Jing Hengbo did was to swallow the mushrooms into his stomach with a bang, and praised loudly: "There are actually mushrooms!" I liked it the most! ”

Jing Hengbo turned his gaze back to Gong Yin, and then on his neck, he saw a faint gray trace.

The only bad thing about this kind of silver charcoal is that the ash is large, and it is particularly fine, and it is easy to adhere to the skin after staying in front of the stove for a long time, and it is not clean for a while, so it has to be washed with pancreas.

Jing Hengbo's eyes turned around, and he saw the small stove under the porch, Yongxue likes to cook porridge over a slow fire, and often uses this small red clay stove. She is good at cooking, and she not only pays attention to porridge, but also pays attention to utensils and charcoal, such as charcoal is a kind of silver charcoal that is particularly resistant to burning, which is not easy to extinguish, can be boiled slowly for a long time, and is most suitable for cooking porridge.

Jing Hengbo's eyes slipped, and he suddenly saw Yongxue passing under the window, and lightly gestured to her.

Quietly raised his eyes, but saw that Gong Yin had already turned his eyes, and could only see his side, without any expression.

Something seems wrong about the atmosphere......

After she became pregnant, she didn't like to eat shiitake mushrooms, and she felt that it was strange, and she subconsciously wanted to spit it out, but suddenly stopped.

After taking another sip and tasting a little strange taste, she said "ah": "There are actually shiitake mushrooms!" ”

She is a little strange, Yongxue is very good at cooking, and she also knows her taste, how could she make such a mistake?

After a while, when I came back, there was already an extra bowl of porridge on the table, and the appearance seemed to be different from the porridge boiled in the snow on weekdays, Gong Yin sat by the porridge, staring at her. Jing Hengbo was still thinking about what would happen in the next three days, so he took a sip casually and said casually: "It's too sweet." ”

She went out to bask in the sun for a while to supplement calcium, and thought about the rainstorm after three days of the sun, and raised her eyes to look at the palace wall not far away, she has now moved from the post house to the Wanguo Pavilion near the royal city, which is the proposal made by the old king in order to compensate for the "injured princess Ji", naturally no one stopped her, this location is very close to the royal city, you can see the eaves of the Ping Wangfu, and you can also see the highest tower of the palace.

She touched her belly, her belly had not risen for more than four months, and there was not much change after pregnancy, only her appetite was lighter, and she preferred to eat porridge.

Jing Hengbo stared at his back, hey, this guy seems to be running away from something?

She stared at Gong Yin, and suddenly found that Gong Yin's face was not very good, and there seemed to be blue and black under her eyes, but Gong Yin seemed to suddenly feel that she had too much to say, and got up and said, "I'll go and show you if the porridge with snow is boiled." ”

Looking at the sky and the sun, she felt that it would not rain for half a month.

Jing Hengbo looked up at the blue sky and white clouds outside, and stared at him in surprise—wouldn't it? Except for the Qin Tianjian department, which can calculate the weather and astrology in various ways, there are other people who can look at the weather, but generally half a day in advance, how can it be judged that it will rain three days later? It's not a weather forecast.

Gong Yin glanced at the sky outside and said, "There should be a heavy rain in three days." ”

But what difference will it make in three days? Jing Hengbo felt that this day was by no means in vain.

"Play this trick." Jing Hengbo laughed happily, "I'm the best at it." ”

Then it is still the same as the ghost fire incident, using human words, the mandate of heaven, the will of heaven, and the reason that the gods and monsters are more convincing to the people, except for the old king and the younger brother, remove all variable factors, and ascend the throne in advance.

The Ji family because of their daughter fell into the Meng family, at present they dare not act rashly, King Ping was withdrawn from the command of the mountain army, although the ability to control is still there, but it is not easy to move at will as before, not to mention that the sons of the old king are basically gone, King Ping can be regarded as the only prince who can inherit the throne, and the ministers in the court fully support King Ping, and they may not all be bought by him, but more because there is no choice and King Ping is famous, so if King Ping is not a last resort, he should not want to enter the palace by force, On the contrary, he destroyed his natural status and virtuous reputation, attracting the opposition of loyal ministers, and the gains outweighed the losses.

A person's style of doing things will not change, he has played the virtuous king for many years, and he is used to doing things secretly in the feminine and subtle way, and people like King Ping will prefer to take advantage of people's hearts.

King Ping will not rebel.

Gong Yin has few words, but he has always spoken sharply, as the master of the Great Wilderness for many years, his grasp of the political situation and people's hearts, Jing Hengbo knows that he will never talk nonsense, at this time he thought about it quietly, and suddenly understood.

Listening to Jing Hengbo muttering to himself, Gong Yin said casually: "People in the world have many traces to follow, and they will adopt the way they are used to. ”

Three days later, the so-called sacrifice to heaven must be a critical moment for King Ping to launch. It's just that how is he going to launch it? Sending troops? If he sent troops, Jing Hengbo felt that he could at most keep the old king and his young son alive, and really wanted to regain the throne in the hands of King Ping, who had almost all the military strength of Mengcheng, and the old king couldn't do it, let alone she, an outsider.

Jing Hengbo also heard about what happened in the court at this time, and couldn't help but scold Queen Ping for a while, and sighed for the king of Mongolia, the people of the great wilderness are fierce, she has traveled all over the six countries and eight departments one by one, most of the royal families are very strong, and it is really rare to be mixed to the point of the king of Mongolia.

……

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!

King Ping didn't say a word in the court today, looking like he was out of the way, and at this moment he got up from the ground, his eyes and Qin Tianjian were separating, and a smile on the corner of his lips finally appeared.

Lao Wang looked disheartened, and even if he responded, he hurriedly said a few words and retreated. Everyone shouted and sent gifts, and occasionally looked up at the back of Lao Wang, and felt more and more that the back was lonely and desolate.

Strike while the iron is hot, and the ministers immediately suggested finding the Qintian Supervisor and choosing an auspicious day to worship the sky. Qin Tianjian was in a hurry, calculated for a long time, and proposed that the auspicious day of the zodiac in three days would be suitable for everything, especially sacrifice, and it was the best day that could not be changed.

As soon as the will was given, all the ministers praised, bowed their heads and said words of praise for merit, unwilling to look at the sadness in the eyes of the old king.

After a long period of silence, the people with their hearts finally heard the king's will: according to the previous precedent of King Yonglie of the Mongolian kingdom, sacrifice to heaven at the altar, and then read the king's edict to heaven and burn it, so as to ask for forgiveness from heaven and send jade to the people for grace.

The king of Mongolia sat softly on the throne, and in a few days, he seemed to be much older, and the light in his eyes was like a candle trembling in the wind as if it was about to be extinguished at any time, and a touch of sadness passed through his eyes when he saw the black and oppressive human head underneath.

As soon as this statement was put forward, there was a silence in the court at first, and the courtiers asked the emperor to sin himself, which was a great offense in itself, but after the silence, rows of officials who came forward to plead guilty and express their approval knelt down in the court, and the camp of King Ping was all dispatched at this time, citing all the examples of the God King of Mongolia and even the history of the Great Wilderness, and he wanted to use the facts and the "public opinion" at this moment to urge the old king to agree to their request.

Three days later, when an imperial historian spoke out for the first time at the behest of King Ping, stabbing the matter of "palace ghost fire", King Ping's subordinates immediately became troubled, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed out of control. These Pingwang factions dug out the old classics of previous years, and kept claiming that the current state affairs are withering, there are disasters in the southwest, the people's hearts are fluctuating, the palace is ghostly fire, and all kinds of things are due to the king's immorality, which has caused God's curse, and the king should take the blame and appease the people. Follow the example of the kings of the fathers, and sacrifice oneself to heaven.

The rumors came out of the palace, swept the people, and finally rushed back to the court.

……

"Isn't it just playing with the Providence of Heaven God and ghosts? First create public opinion to put the king in criticism, shake the sacredness and stability of his royal power, and then create momentum to push himself to the altar and become the new providence of God and the will of the people, the next step should be for him to come to power and pretend to be a god, right? Jing Hengbo tapped his fingers on the table and smiled, "Then use the way of others to treat others!" ”

But looking at Gong Yin's expressions, there is no surprise, it seems that others don't know, these knowledgeable people still understand the trick that can be pierced with a light poke.

However, these common senses that almost everyone knows in modern times, in ancient times, few people really knew, the ancients worshiped ghosts and gods, and all the phenomena that cannot be solved with personal knowledge are strange and mysterious shocks in the eyes, so the rulers have always been good at using this psychology to play some tricks of gods, ghosts, ghosts, and gods.

"What the hell, that's white phosphorus." Jing Hengbo sneered, "White phosphorus can spontaneously combust, and it is very light, and it will run after people, of course it looks weird." As for how to deal with so much white phosphorus...... she patted her head, "as if urine could be extracted...... I really didn't know that I could deceive so many people like this......"

Jing Hengbo naturally heard this rumor that spread quickly.

The poison of human words, the evil of human nature, the floating of people's hearts, the thinness of human feelings, the most untested things in the world.

So the final version is that the entire Great Wilderness will be shrouded in ghost fire, and the Mongolian Kingdom will be wiped out because of the old king.

The most terrible and simple thing in this world is to spread rumors, things that have no source and basis, and turn their mouths upside down, and the people who say it are as if they have seen it with their own eyes, and the people who listen to it believe it when they look at the chiseled appearance of the words, and turn their heads and add their own assumptions and conjectures to say and listen to others, and the final version that evolves is already 108,000 miles away from the truth, and there is no need to be responsible for it anyway.

Slowly passed on, the version became that the old king slaughtered countless cities, last night's ghost fire enveloped the entire Mongolian country, and all the people of the Mongolian country were immersed in fear, because it indicated that the old king had gone crazy and fainted, causing the wrath of the heavens, and it would also bring greater disasters to the entire Mongolian country, otherwise you see, why did it rain in Mengxi, that rainstorm would definitely cause a flood, that is, heavenly punishment! Heavenly punishment!

The version continued to circulate, and gradually it became that Lao Wang killed his father, mother, son, daughter and all relatives, killed many heroes, and even those who died on the battlefield were assassinated by Lao Wang who was afraid of people's merits, and the old man killed too much, and acted too desperately, God sent punishment, and those unjust souls buried in the ground came out of the ground to ask for the life of Lao Wang, and last night the ghost fire shrouded the city, you can imagine how many lives Lao Wang killed......

Rumors wandered around the city at the speed of the wind, and those who had been prepared came to the teahouse and restaurant early, adding oil and vinegar to these news, plus many ulterior motives or imaginary descriptions, and gradually distorted into the version that some people wanted: Lao Wang killed his parents, did bad things, heaven sensed, and punishment, those ghost fires were buried in the palace and died under the hands of Lao Wang, and they came out of the ground to ask for Lao Wang's life, last night's ghost fire was overwhelming, covering the entire palace, it can be imagined that Lao Wang has been in power for many years, How many lives have been killed, and how brutal and unmerciful it was......

In just one night, the whole city of Mongolia knew what happened last night. I know that last night there were countless ghost fires in the royal palace, enveloping the entire palace; Knowing that those ghost fires were scurrying around, two people were scared to death; Knowing that Lao Wang saw those ghost fires with his own eyes, he immediately fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

Bad news always spreads fast.