"Got it, go down." An Xian waved his hand at Zirang and impatiently drove the person down.

To be honest, he was not optimistic about Zirang's assassination of Jiang Huan alone. But there was no way, Zi Rang learned from others that he was going to re-elect the leader, and went to the house where the secret guard lived to stir up trouble, so that they heard that Zi Rang assassinated Jiang Huan and hid faster than a rabbit.

As a last resort, I had to let my son go.

Anyway, Zi Rang and Mu Ling are not in harmony, and Jiang Huan will not take him in for the sake of those two traitors, and maybe he will kill him directly.

An Xian thought of this scene, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

In his opinion, Zirang was jealous and stingy, unable to take on the big responsibility, and deserved to die.

As for the position of the leader, he just found someone to take it. He has the money, can afford to raise the secret guards, and has enough capital for them to kill each other, and among this group of cannibalistic people, choose a capable and obedient person to inherit the position of leader.

In this way, it is easy to control.

Otherwise, raising a white-eyed wolf like Mu Ling wouldn't be a loss?

Morning.

An Xian is a person who does not accept old age, and after this "dark circle incident", he specially asked people to go to the top of the snowy mountain to get a bottle of beauty and beauty that claims to be able to use one day to beautify and nourish the skin.

No, it was only a few days before the dark circles disappeared. Not only the dark circles under my eyes, but also my spirit is much better.

He walked out of the crowd and said respectfully: "Enlighten the lord, the minister has something to do."

Ling Chen was a little unhappy when he saw An Xian recover so quickly, but seeing that Jiang Huan, who was hiding in the crowd, kept giving him a look, he accepted that thought, and turned to look at An Xian with a smile.

"Aiqing, please speak."

"Yes." Seeing Ling Chen so knowledgeable, An Xian was very happy.

What if Jiang Huan helps, how big a splash can the two little hairy children make.

What's more, this little hairy boy is also dying. When the time comes, the power of the DPRK and China will still be in their own hands.

Thinking of the future, An Xian's face became more smiling, and his voice was a little cheerful.

"My Yue country is the richest of the three kingdoms, since the founding of the country, the ancestor king has often led his subjects to perform ceremonies to worship the heavens, thanking God for his kindness to us. When the first king succeeded to the throne, although he did not often bring his subjects to worship the heavens like the ancestral king, he never forgot to worship the heavens. The Lord ascended the throne at the age of seven, and it has been ten years since this year. It is understandable that he was young and ignorant and could not organize a sacrifice to the sky. It's just that the Lord is now seventeen, and he has been in power for three years. Recently, my Yue country has not been peaceful, if I don't organize a sacrifice to the sky, I am afraid I will not be able to explain to the people of my Yue country. ”

An Xian's voice was frustrated, and his voice burst into tears, as if he really cared about the people of Yueguo.

An Xian's cry made more than half of the ministers feel that what he said was right, and they immediately knelt down and begged Ling Chen to sacrifice to the sky.

Among them, Jiang Huan is included.

Although Ling Chen heard from Jiang Huan what An Xian was going to do, he also knew that An Xian's proposal to sacrifice to the heavens was to take Jiang Huan's life.

He instinctively didn't want to go, but because so many people knelt down and begged him at the same time, and the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens was the ancestral inheritance of the Yue Kingdom, he had no choice but not to go before finding a suitable excuse, so he had to agree.

"The ceremony of worshipping the heavens is a tradition in our country, and it is really inappropriate not to go. It's just that Lone has never been there, and he doesn't know what to prepare, so he rushes to it for fear of disturbing the gods. Ling Chenmin's lips and looked at An Xian again, "Taifu is a minister of the previous dynasty, and he knows more than Gu, so this ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens will be prepared by you and the Ministry of Rites." ”

An Xian was not surprised by the answer given by Ling Chen, he knelt down and shouted.

"The Lord's Order is grateful."

"Retreat." Ling Chen yawned and left.

"Greetings to the Lord."

The official represented by An Xian knelt down and sent Ling Chen away before leaving silently.

Naturally, this also includes Jiang Huan.

However, Jiang Huan did not go with Baili Ao, but deliberately stayed there, and followed An Xian when he was about to leave.

An Xian looked at Jiang Huan with a smile.

"What is Master Jiang doing with me? Didn't you have something to tell me? ”

"Xia Guan just happened to go the same way as Lord An." Jiang Huan smiled hypocritically, "Xiaguan's home is in Liangzhou, far away from here. Now that I have been in the capital for half a year, I have never seen the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky. Why don't you tell me what to prepare for this ceremony? ”

"The Great Canon? It's something that is usually used in the ceremony. An Xian looked at him suspiciously, "Lord Jiang is noble, not like he was born in a remote town like Liangzhou, but like he was born in a rich family in the capital, I really haven't seen it, haven't you heard of it?" ”

Of course I did.

When my father was there, a ceremony was held to worship the heavens. Because he was unknown, he was deprived of the right of the prince to participate in the sacrifice to heaven, so he had to be confined in the palace.

One ban is ten years.

In the end, after Lu Yan ascended the throne, he couldn't stand it, so he dragged him to participate in the sacrifice.

However, I only went to worship the heavens once, and then I didn't go because of the death of the country.

Jiang Huan thought of what happened at that time and sighed leisurely. Seeing Jiang Huan like this, An Xian strengthened his guess.

"What do you sigh for? Isn't what the official said true? ”

"My lord laughed." Jiang Huan was brought back to his senses by An Xian's words, his eyes flashed with a dim and uncertain light, "Xiaguan was said by the adult, and he remembered home again." If Xiaguan's parents are still alive, they should be the same age as Taifu, but it's a pity. ”

Jiang Huan said, wiping a handful of tears.

This official is a Taifu, how can the parents of a little hairy child be compared.

An Xian said, laughing.

"The official still has something to do, so I'll leave first, Lord Jiang take care." An Xian deliberately bit the word "take care" and left.

"The lower officials will take care." After all, it depends on you to die, how can you do it if you don't take care?

Of course, what followed was only what Jiang Huan thought in his heart, and he didn't say it.

Sycamore House.

When Jiang Huan came back, he called Mu Ling and the others over and told them about it.

"An Xian is cunning, and his subordinates think that he may trigger an assassination after the sacrifice to the sky, son, be careful." Ziyu said.

Mu Ling just nodded, and didn't say much. After all, what Ziyu said was very right, and he couldn't think of anything to add.

After all, they have been following An Xian for a long time, and they can't guess An Xian's mood and thoughts ten times ten, but they can also guess eight out of eight.

Just when Mu Ling wanted to get into trouble, Thousand Shadows walked over.

"Childe, we're ready for what you said."

"I'll take a look." After hearing this, Jiang Huan got up from the stool and left the room.

Mu Ling looked at each other, and then followed.

The entrance is several sets of identical clothes, with a crown and hairpins, all available.

And it's all in different sizes.

"Mu Ling, has Zirang seen me?"

(End of chapter)