Jiang Cheng, Jiang Wangshu no longer had a good temper, he took his sword into the palace and asked, "Taibao, what about Wu Quji?"

This is the second time Jiang Wangshu has asked this question, and the first time he has prevaricated with mustard seeds.

Seeing Jiang Wangshu's ugly face, Mustard didn't dare to be excessive, after all, the peace of the fang country still relied on this Jiang Hou who was alone in Liangzhou by force.

"Wu Qujian is in Jiangcheng, and he is preparing to discuss the restoration of Pakistan." Mustard replied.

"Take me to see Wu Quji." Jiang Wangshu didn't believe in mustard seeds, this young Taibao was no less than ten times more ruthless than his grandfather Qizi.

"Take Jiang Hou to see the doctor in Southern Xinjiang." Mustard ordered.

The doctor in southern Xinjiang, even his name has been changed, and it seems that Mustard is determined to restore Pakistan. The matter has been settled, and Jiang Wangshu has no power to change it and does not intend to change it.

The guards took Jiang Wangshu to leave the palace, and Wu Qujian was also there. His expression was a little dazed, and his spirit was very sluggish.

"Jiang Hou." Wu Qujian saw Jiang Wangshu get up and salute, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

Jiang Wangshu hurriedly hugged him, lifted his sleeves and saw that there were injuries on his body, not knife wounds and sword wounds, but black scars.

"It's okay," Wu Qujian waved his hand and said with a sad expression, "The Qi State is dead, the Shu State has not died in a hundred years of attacking the Qi State, the Song State has not died with 100,000 troops, and the 100,000 male soldiers of the Chu State have not died, and I can't imagine that it will die in my hands." ”

Is Jiang Wangshu guilty? Jiang Wangshu felt guilty, and when he came back from Nanban and parted ways, Wu Qujian told himself that he had the intention of restoring Pakistan, and it was originally a family with Jiang Wangshu and Wu Quji's joint efforts to restore Pakistan. However, mustard seeds can't wait, they can obviously kill innocents without spending a single soldier. Jiang Wangshu felt guilty when he thought of the little girl named Jingshu that Jiang Jue had taken in, Jingshu met Jiang Jue, so what about the rest who were not so lucky?

"Jiang Hou, I have already asked Xiao Qin to return to Nanban with tens of thousands of Qi people, this is the last thing I can do. It doesn't matter if you restore Pakistan, after all, I am incompetent and unable to shelter the people. Wu Qujian said with some disappointment.

It is Wu Quji's idea to let Xiao Qin return to Nanban, but it is Xiao Qin's idea to return to Nanban with tens of thousands of Qi people.

A guard came over and said: "Jiang Hou, the doctor of Southern Xinjiang, it will be the founding ceremony in three days."

The founding ceremony is ironic, and now that the people are displaced, they still have the heart to hold the founding ceremony. Jing Qijun brought tea in and poured tea for the two, and she carefully checked Jiang Wangshu's face. She knew that Qi Zi and Uncle Qing had been suppressing Jiang Wangshu in the past, but now that Qi Zi's beloved grandson Mustard Zi had repeated his old tricks, she was a little afraid that Jiang Wangshu would not be able to bear such a big blow and leave the country behind.

Twenty-seven years of guarding the four realms, large and small, dozens of battles have never been defeated, don't say that it is the country of Zong, but there is a second person in the world?

The battle of Jiangcheng will be defeated, one person defeated Ren Chen, Muse, Han Ze, Teng Yun, and Long Li, which of the five is not the top general of Song and Chu?

If it weren't for Jiang Wangshu's efforts to turn the tide, would the country still be there? The country is gone.

Jing Qijun has admired Jiang Wangshu since she was a child, because she can't answer anything, maybe because his force dominates Liangzhou, maybe because his poems are sung in Liangzhou, or maybe something else. Jiang Wangshu rode to Phoenix City alone, just to save himself and go home, completely captured Jing Qijun's heart.

Why learn between killings and not foiling? Just because she wanted to fight side by side with Jiang Wangshu and help Jiang Wangshu share some of the burden. Even if the prince favors herself, she doesn't want to marry, she already lives in her heart, and she can't live in the second one.

Jiang Wangshu's heart did crack again and again, the death of Ritan Duruo, the suppression of Qizi and Uncle Qing, the truth of Ritan Duruo's death, and the suppression of mustard seeds......

Once opened, he used spirits to extinguish the distracting thoughts in his heart, and then picked up the star chaser to defend the country. He didn't care about agreeing, all he cared about was 500,000 households.

"Jiang Hou, after three days, the Qi Kingdom will no longer exist, and I will no longer be the Sima of the Qi Kingdom, but the doctor of the southern Xinjiang of the Ba Kingdom," Wu Qujian said with relief, "Actually, this is fine, although I have changed my identity, I can still shelter the Qi people." ”

Jiang Wangshu got up and said goodbye, this tea was too bitter, he wanted to drink.

Jiang Jue and Qi Guanzhuang took Jingshu to rest in Jianghou's mansion for the time being, and Jianghou's mansion was empty with only one old servant.

"Childe, if you want to eat, just ask." The old servant asked.

The old servant is a suffering man who Jiang Wangshu has saved, although he is an old servant, Jiang Wangshu has never treated him as an outsider, he smiled when he learned that Jiang Jue was also surnamed Jiang, after all, it was not a taste for him to look at Jiang Hou alone.

Jiang Jue was overwhelmed by the old servant's excessive hospitality, but Jingshu liked this old man, probably thinking of her hard-working grandfather.

After the old servant obtained Jiang Jue's consent, he took Jingshu to walk around the courtyard, Xiao Jingshu didn't cry or make trouble, it was very likable, and the old servant kept the house alone for a long time, and it was rare for someone to accompany him, so he cherished Jingshu very much.

"Childe, I think it's better to find her a home, otherwise it's always inconvenient to take it." Qi Guanzhuang whispered.

He knew that Gongzi would never stay in Jiangcheng in peace, and it was a great burden to take a little girl in this chaotic world. If it weren't for Jiang Wangshu's protection, let alone Pu Miao, who was powerless, the three of them would only die for a lifetime.

"We'll see when the time comes." Jiang Jue nodded, he couldn't let go of his mother in his heart, but the clue had been broken, unless he went to find Xuanlang.

Jiang Hou came in with a jar of wine and said to the old servant, "Uncle Qin, please stir-fry some side dishes."

"Okay." The old servant nodded, handed Jingshu into Jiang Wangshu's hands and went into the stove room to fry side dishes.

Qi Guanzhuang saw Jiang Hou and took the initiative to take over the wine jar, he liked to drink, but he saw that Jiang Wangshu had a worried look between his eyebrows. Qi Guanzhuang has no sense of belonging to any country, he lived for himself before he met Jiang Jue in this life, and now he has one more person who cares, so he can't understand Jiang Wangshu.

Country, and home, these two words are too far away for him, he is a grass bandit who has no country and no home.

"Jue, Qi Guan, accompany me to drink." Jiang Wangshu took Xiao Jingshu and shouted.

Jing Shu broke free of Jiang Wangshu's hand and threw herself into Jiang Jue's arms, Jiang Jue rarely showed a smile and hugged Jing Shu on her lap.

The old servant came in with two small plates of stir-fried vegetables, Jiang Wangshu stopped him and said, "Uncle Qin, don't be busy, come and drink some together."

The old servant nodded with joy on his face, and the five of them sat opposite each other in four corners.

After the old servant drank half a bowl, he was too drunk to retire, and hugged Xiao Jingshu to the side.

The wine was bitter, and the three of them didn't say a word, bowl after bowl.

Ji Yanqing said that only women understand women best, so why don't only men understand men best?

Jiang Wangshu just borrowed wine to kill his sorrows, Qi Guanzhuang understood, and Jiang Jue also understood, so the three of them didn't say a word, the bamboo was not moved, and the two side dishes were cold.

Qi Guanzhuang thought that his drinking power was acceptable, and he fell drunk under the table after three bowls, and the two surnamed Jiang were massive.

"Jue, I'm going to the Central Plains soon." Jiang Wangshu put the bitter wine into his throat and said slowly.

Jiang Jue thought that Jiang Wangshu was disheartened and wanted to abandon the Fang Kingdom, and it was okay to abandon it, it was Jiang Hou who was abandoned by the Jiang Kingdom first. So he said, "I'll go too."

"You don't go," Jiang Wangshu shook his head and said, "I'm not sure I'll survive, don't go." If, I mean, if I die, if there is a foreign invasion in the future, you can help as much as possible. ”

Jiang Wangshu, who has always been thin-skinned, rarely asks for help, but now he uses the strength of wine to half-ask and half-request.

Jiang Jue asked, "Did he let you go?"

He is naturally Xuanlang, and his name is Lang Xuan in reverse.

"In the past, I was too narrow-minded, and I always wanted to protect the country and change the country," Jiang Wangshu took another sip and said with a yearning look, "Lord Lang has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, and he wants to protect the world and change the world." ”

The wine bowl Jiang Jue was holding stopped and muttered, "Guarding the world? Changing the world? ”

"There are chess players everywhere, everyone is a gamer," Jiang Wangshu looked at the young man in front of him and said seriously, "In the past, I was obsessed with the chess row of the Mandarin Kingdom, and I had never seen the scenery outside, but this time, since Lord Lang wants to be the biggest player in the world, then I am willing to be a chess piece." ”

Jiang Jue vaguely guessed, he knew that he was powerless to stop Jiang Wangshu, so he had to say: "Jiang Hou said that he would teach me to practice sword and learn literature, but I haven't practiced my sword well yet."

The meaning of the young man's words is self-evident.

"Okay, I promise you, I'll come back alive." Jiang Wangshu smiled heartily and touched Jiang Jue's bowl.

Men drink in big bowls, Jiang Wangshu is reckless and a man in the army, so he has always only used big bowls to drink.

"Jiang Hou, I'll go with you." Jiang Jue said very seriously.

Jiang Wangshu didn't answer, and the wine dried up. If you don't nod, you won't allow it, the young man is still young, so he shouldn't be involved, just like he originally planned to make Jiang Jue the second Jiang Hou but made a change.

The first is that the chess board of the Fang Kingdom is full of corpse vegetarian people, and it is difficult for a Jiang Hou to tolerate it, let alone the second? The second is Jiang Jue's identity, which is destined that he will not be bound to the big and small chessboard of the Fang Kingdom.

"I want to know what Jiang Hou is going to do." Jiang Jue suddenly asked, he wanted to know what benefits Xuanlang used to trick Jiang Wangshu into going to the Central Plains, and even Jiang Wangshu thought that the trip to the Central Plains was dangerous and uncertain.

"This is a game with heaven and earth as the chess game, everyone is a gamer, some people leave the game calmly, some people exit in embarrassment, and some people are playing against each other." Jiang Wangshu sighed.

With a big spending, Jiang Jue vaguely guessed which people would be the gamers, and he asked with anticipation: "Is Mr. Meng a gamer?"

Jiang Wangshu nodded.

"I'm going." Jiang Juedi said persistently, this is the third time he has said it tonight.

"Overcome me, and let you go." Jiang Wangshu knew that Jiang Jue had a stubborn temper, so he said.

"Okay." Jiang Jue nodded.

Under the moon, in the snow, the two broke branches and played with swords.

With only one sword, Jiang Jue was defeated.

"Are you still going?" Jiang Wangshu asked, he didn't show any mercy, hoping to make Jiang Jue retreat, the muddy water of the Central Plains is too deep.

"Go."