Time passed slowly, the chronic poison was eroding Ju Wentai's body little by little, and he didn't know if he could perceive everything around him in his sleep, and if he could, he didn't know if he would jump out of bed in anger. Updates are fast and ad-free.

The son is pretending to cry, the minister is pretending to be worried, and only his wives are really worried about his life and death. All because if he really died, according to the rules of the Western Regions, his wives needed to be buried.

"Your Highness, the deputy envoy of the Tang Dynasty has come to visit the lord, look at ......" In the dull room, Ma Wanjie walked in from outside the door, leaned over and whispered in Ju Zhisheng's ear.

"Lieutenant? That king...... What did the king do? Ju Zhisheng lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes without a single tear, and raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Wang Xuance, the history of the Tang Qingzhou Thorn, if you call him, you might call him 'Wang Shijun'!" Ma Wanjie explained wholeheartedly, and seemed to regard Ju Zhisheng as his new master.

"Do you think the prime minister should go and greet me?" It was the first time Ju Zhisheng had experienced this kind of occasion, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Ma Wanjie pretended to bow his head and think for a while, and then said: "The minister thinks it's better to go, after all, His Highness will have to rely on the Tang Dynasty to succeed in the future." ”

Hearing what Ma Wanjie said, 'relying on the Tang Dynasty to make things happen', Ju Zhisheng's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see the day when he ascended the throne and became the lord of Gaochang: "Okay, then I'll go to greet it, but if there is any omission in my speech, the prime minister must help one or two." ”

"Your Highness, rest assured, the ministers will get it." Thinking that he had seen through all the purposes of Datang, Ma Wanjie almost patted his chest and assured Ju Zhisheng.

Ma Wanjie understands that the only flaw in this series of plans is that he can only support Ju Wentai's son to ascend to the throne, and cannot personally become the lord of the country.

Because he is an outsider anyway, if he kills all the Ju family to become the lord of the country, he will have no soldiers in his hands, and he is afraid that he will be killed by others again in less than a day, and everything he has done before will become a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.

I have to say that this is the sorrow of him, the prime minister, although he has the right in his hands, but he relies on the Ju family, if there is no Ju family, then he will immediately become a rootless Ping.

Thinking wildly in his mind, Ma Wanjie was half a step behind Ju Zhisheng, walked out of Lao Ju's bedroom, and saw Wang Xuance waiting there in the courtyard outside: "Your Highness, this is the deputy envoy of the Tang Dynasty for this peacekeeping, Wang Xuance, Wang Shijun!" ”

"Prince Ju Zhisheng of Gaochang has seen the deputy envoy of the Tang Dynasty!" Facing Wang Xuance, who represented His Majesty the Tang Emperor, Ju Zhisheng had to lower his head even if he had more thoughts in his heart.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince." When Ju Zhisheng finished the salute, Wang Xuance officially returned the salute.

However, this salute shows the domineering spirit of a great country, although it is the same as Ju Zhisheng's actions just now, but it is completely different in bearing.

Ju Zhisheng grew up in the deep palace, and he was much worse in terms of how he behaved, but after Wang Xuance returned the courtesy, he didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere between them suddenly became a little awkward.

Seeing this situation, Ma Wanjie hurriedly gave Ju Zhisheng a look, and at the same time interjected: "Wang Shijun, His Royal Highness the Prince, it's cold outside, let's go in!" ”

Ju Zhisheng is not really stupid, after getting Ma Wanjie's eyes, he immediately reflexively made a gesture of please, and added: "Yes, yes, yes, look at my brain, Wang Shijun please." ”

"Your Royal Highness, Prince, please." Wang Xuance was polite, and walked to Ju Wentai's bedroom first.

In his opinion, this Gaochang Palace, in addition to being covered with gold and looking vulgar, there is really nothing worth seeing, and there is nothing worth retreating, with his identity as a messenger of the Tang Dynasty, even if he walks in front of Ju Wentai, the lord of Gaochang, it does not seem rude.

When he entered the house and saw Ju Wentai lying on the bed, Wang Xuance immediately saw that something was wrong, and couldn't help frowning secretly.

Ju Wentai, who hadn't eaten for a few days, had lost almost a full circle, his brows were still tightly wrinkled together in his sleep, as if he was enduring some special pain, and his faintly blue face showed that there seemed to be something strange about this old man's condition.

"Wang Shijun, please take a seat." Just when Wang Xuance was observing Ju Wentai, Ju Zhisheng, the prince of Gaochang, had already summoned the palace maid and sent a chair.

"Oh, you're welcome." Wang Xuance came back to his senses, politely spoke, and then sat down and asked indifferently, "I don't know what kind of illness the lord of the country has?" Is it getting better in the near future? ”

"Alas, my father's condition has been searched for all the doctors in Gaochang, but the cause has not been found, as for the improvement...... Shi Jun also saw it, his father is not in the water and rice now, and he has already ......" Ju Zhisheng said at the end, with a little sadness in his words, he couldn't say anything anymore with his sleeves covering his face, but in his stomach, he scolded Wang Xuance upside down.

Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that there are so many people in your Datang army, you would be able to scare Lao Tzu's father like this? More than 60,000 people, plus the mounts, there are more than 100,000 panting, spread outside Gaochang City, and the black pressure is overwhelming, are you here to maintain peace, or are you here to demonstrate?

However, these Ju Zhisheng could only think about it in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it at all.

If there were no demonstrations outside by these troops of the Tang Dynasty, how could Lao Ju fall? How can Lao Ju have a chance for him to be the lord of the country? In some ways, he Ju Zhisheng may really be grateful to Wang Xuance.

And in the future, he will rely on the support of Datang to ascend to the position of the lord of the country and stabilize the domestic situation.

Otherwise, if the head of the country is suddenly changed, there will inevitably be turmoil in the country, and if the countries of the Western Regions are not suppressed by the Tang Dynasty, it is difficult to guarantee whether they will take the opportunity to be ruthless behind Gaochang, so it is not impossible for Gaochang to destroy the country.

"Alas, the lord of Gaochang worked hard for the country, and he couldn't afford to get sick! This is really jealous and virtuous! Wang Xuance's eyes swept over Ju Wentai who was lying on the side again, and a trace of pity flashed in his heart, this guy is also a generation of kings, and now he has fallen to such a point, I have to say that it is the will of heaven to make people.

At this time, Ju Zhisheng, who was bent on waiting for Duzi to die and become the lord of the country, had lost his way to deal with it, and relied on Ma Wanjie to support the overall situation: "Wang Shijun, now that the lord of the country is seriously ill, the matter of the alliance is halfway through, and His Royal Highness the prince is young, what should be done next, and I ask Shi Jun for some advice." ”

The arrow has to be sent on the string, Lao Ju's poison is Ma Wanjie, so it is impossible for him to turn back and come back to save it, the only way is to get Wang Xuance's support, with Wang Xuance's support, it is equivalent to having the support of Datang, only in this way can all plans go on according to the original trajectory.

Therefore, Ma Wanjie's words were extremely vague, and what he wanted to ask on the surface was completely different from what he really wanted to ask, but he knew that Wang Xuance would definitely understand, and he would definitely be able to understand the meaning, all that mattered was whether Wang Xuance would take over this matter.