Chapter Forty-Seven: The Assassination Succeeds

You don't speak, I don't speak, the two of them fish quietly, and two hours pass like this.

During this period, Chun Shenjun kept having fish on the bait, and soon filled the fish basket, while Guo Jiaru, the monk who was chanting the scriptures, did not move, and not a single fish was hooked.

Negotiation is a psychological war.

At the beginning, Chun Shenjun was calm, but as time passed, he gradually became impatient, and he couldn't figure out what Guo Jia meant.

If you want to say that you are bored, let's go fishing and leave after we meet.

But my basket is full, and there is no movement on your side.

What's going on?

Unconsciously, Chun Shenjun was led by Guo Jia's nose, lost the initiative in this negotiation, and was the first to lose.

About three hours later, Chun Shenjun finally couldn't help it anymore and asked out loud: "What did Your Excellency mean by calling me here? Your subordinates have said that they can solve my doubts, what do you mean?"

Guo Jia smiled, his right hand was forced, the bamboo pole for fishing bent and turned into a bow, the calm water surface rolled, and a fish several zhang long was pulled out of the water.

This fish alone is better than the weight of Chun Shenjun's basket of fish.

"The reason why you were dismissed, you must also know that the clan is selfish and pays attention to its own interests, and your proposal to collect taxes is against the clans of the world. ”

"The game of politics requires equal strength, you are alone, without the support of the same party, plus the attitude of the king of Chu is unclear, and there is no backer, of course you are not the opponent of the clan. ”

"This time I was dismissed, your master said a lot of good things, otherwise it would be ......"

Guo Jia sneered and told it plainly, but these words fell on Chun Shenjun's ears, like being struck by thunder, his whole body was stiff, and a cold sweat spread all over his body.

"But my teacher, as well as the king, don't they all intend to reform? I take the collection of taxes from the clan as the deed point of this reform, and they should support it!"

Chun Shenjun subconsciously said, this is also a question he can't figure out, the royal family is powerful, why don't you support him to collect taxes from the clan?

Moreover, the tax is so big this time, isn't the royal family impressed?

"You ignore one issue, that is, the foundation of the rule of the state of Chu, you only focus on reform, and the king of Chu and your teacher Wu Bai also have to consider the impact of reform on the country. ”

"Now that Qin County is in turmoil, and the King of Chu has sent an army of up to 300,000 clans, at this time, if the domestic political contradictions intensify and the clan defects, then the border will be dangerous. ”

"Once Qin County is broken and driven straight in, the remaining five countries will not be idle, they will all send a large army to come and carve up the Chu State, and at that time, the border of the four sides will be in turmoil, and the Chu State will be in danger. ”

Guo Jia said with a smile, his deep eyes revealed a trace of essence, although he was in a corner, he knew the general trend of the world well.

This is the demeanor of a top strategist.

"Isn't there a way to deal with the clan?"

After listening to Guo Jia's words, Chun Shenjun realized the horror of the clan, swallowed his saliva, and his face was a little ugly.

"Yes, of course!"

Guo Jia threw the bamboo pole, and the big fish hurriedly fled, stood up, and said with both hands behind his back: "Clan genealogy!"

Chun Shenjun's body was shocked, and he didn't make a sound for a long time, just like Daigo empowerment, and he instantly understood a lot.

No wonder!

At this time, the teacher will propose to reconstruct the clan tree.

"Also, there's one more big thing I need to tell you. Guo Jia looked at Chun Shenjun's reaction and knew that the latter's heart knot had been untied, so he continued.

"Sir, please!"

Chun Shenjun clenched his fists, bowed slightly, and had a much respectful attitude, obviously he had recognized Guo Jia's talent.

"Xiao Shi, prepare to rebel. ”

Guo Jia said, his figure flickered, turned into a streamer, and disappeared, leaving only a loud voice: "There is a group of bandits living in Niujiao Mountain, Ba County, they are the generalissimo's subordinates, and the generalissimo was slandered and rebelled, which is to discover the secret ...... of the Xiao family's rebellion."

With the lingering sound, Chun Shenjun's pupils shrank sharply, and he stood in place in a daze, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

............

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The six counties of Chu State, except for Qin County, which was threatened by war, were calm, but in Danyang City, there was an interesting incident that said that it was not big or small.

In the early dynasties, the king of Chu reprimanded the crown prince Chu Huai in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and vaguely meant to depose the prince.

The prince was full of depression, and did not return to the East Palace after the dispersal, but went to the market, wandered around, and finally found a tavern, and drank very drunk.

"Alas, if the prince does this, sooner or later he will be deposed!"

The gray-robed Saint Realm powerhouse hid in the dark, looking at the drunk prince lying on the table, he shook his head slightly, but he didn't come forward to meddle in his affairs, his task was to protect the prince's safety, and he didn't have to worry about the rest.

But soon, he noticed that something was wrong.

Chu Huai was lying on the table, and he had been moving for half an hour, which was obviously problematic.

The gray-robed old man's body shook, appeared on Chu Huai's side, sensed it slightly, and found that the latter was no longer breathing.

Rumble!

The strength of the mid-stage of the Holy Realm exploded, permeating the entire restaurant.

"The crown prince has been assassinated, and the city is blocked!"

The vigorous and powerful voice, like thunder, spread throughout the entire Danyang City, and countless people were shocked, and a thought flashed in their hearts, something big was going to happen.

Twenty years ago, the last prince was assassinated, but it set off a bloody storm in the territory of Chu State, and countless heads fell to the ground, after all, the prince is the prince of the country.

"Close the gates!"

Hearing this, the guards of the four walls of Danyang ordered loudly that tens of thousands of soldiers controlled the city gates and forbade anyone to enter or leave.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

A terrifying aura permeated from the palace, and a strong aura enveloped the entire city, rolling in a sinister atmosphere, stirring the sky, and being extremely terrifying.

For a time, the imperial capital Danyang City fell into a state of chaos.

"Chu Wu, how did you protect the prince?"

Several gray-robed figures landed near the restaurant, and an old man asked, his face angry.

"The prince died of poisoning!"

Chu Wu lowered his head, ashamed.

"Hmph, I'll settle the account for you when I go back, and find the person who assassinated the prince first. The old man said coldly, and his figure flickered and disappeared.

Cheng.

The Fire Ghost King hid in the shadows, and when he saw a Saint Realm powerhouse coming, his face was cold, and he slapped it with one palm, and the terrifying ghost aura was majestic and vast.

"Who?"

The powerhouse of the Holy Realm was startled, and hurriedly pulled out his sword to counterattack, and the sharp sword qi surged, stabbing the clothes of the Fire Ghost King, and with a pick, the black robe shattered, and a colorful token fell.

"That's it!"

The Fire Ghost King sneered, the rolling ghost qi possessed his body, isolating his face, making it difficult for people to see clearly, his body shook, and he reached out to grab the token on the ground, pretending to care about the token very much.

"Kill!"

The Saint Realm powerhouse narrowed his gaze and also grabbed the token, his eyes were blood-red, and his sword aura was cold, directly forcing the Fire Ghost King back.

The void roared, and several terrifying auras galloped from afar.

The Fire Ghost King walked a little, and fled a little embarrassed, very fast, like a puff of smoke, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Saint Realm powerhouse didn't have time to chase after him, so he picked up the ground token, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"It's ......"