Ji Xiuzhen attracted everyone's attention to her in just a few words, and after everyone sat down again, she said: "Everyone, everyone knows that the 'Holy Mentor' is a person, he took the initiative to help our Huaxia Empire this time, and it also made us see his greatness, he is for the millions of civilians in our empire to be less affected by the scourge of swords, and more importantly, for our entire continent to be free from the scourge of war, let us have the first glass of wine to toast our great 'Holy Mentor'!"

After speaking, Ji Xiuzhen pulled the fifth Chengshou who had been sitting and watching the play in a daze, and stood up with a wine glass, and the other people in the banquet hall also hurriedly stood up when they saw this.

She said that she would toast Wen Ziming, and Wen Ziming was embarrassed to sit and accept it like this, so she also stood up, holding the glass of wine, thinking to herself, you woman is very bad, lifting me to such a high position, this is killing three birds with one stone......

"First, you can use my name to put yourself on the side of justice, so that people think that you are a war that you have to start as a last resort so that civilians do not suffer from the war; second, you can give me a name so that I am embarrassed to work on the battlefield, so that I can work hard for you; third, I want to pull me in completely, you think it is quite beautiful, but you don't seem to have asked what kind of person I am, I may be tied up by you because of your words, hum......"

Wen Ziming thought to himself, but there was no expression on his face, he still nodded at the toasters around him with a smile, and finally drank the wine in the cup.

I have to say that the wine is indeed a good wine, the specialty of Huaxia is aged for a hundred years, using the unique manuscript rice of Huaxia and the four kinds of grains required for ordinary winemaking, and it has been buried in the ground for hundreds of years, mixing the fragrance of a variety of grains and the heaviness of the aged wine, and it is also nicknamed "Wuliangye", the entrance is spicy and the taste is just right, and the sweetness after the spicy only makes people feel that they want to die, even Wen Ziming, who is used to drinking spirits, feels strong enough to drink!

Just when Wen Ziming was tasting the wine, Ji Xiuzhen's second glass of wine had already been served: "Everyone, His Majesty suddenly fainted on the main hall that day, and has been unconscious since then, the archmage, the high priest, and our imperial doctors have not been able to find the cause of the disease, and life and death are still uncertain to this day......" Her voice was a little choked up when she said this, but everyone understood that it was not the time to interject, so only her own sobbing was left in the hall, and after sobbing for a while, she lowered her head and wiped her tears, and continued, " I'm sorry, when I think of His Majesty the King, I have a little gaffe, he is not only the heaven of our empire, he is also the god of our mother, but he fell like this without warning, after he fell, our mother and sister took care of him without leaving his clothes, I just hope that he can recover as soon as possible, our sincerity can be learned......"

Speaking of this, she was already in tears, and some ministers below also began to secretly wipe away a few tears from the corners of their eyes, she calmed down a little, and continued: "However, there are still so many people who suspect that our mother and wife have bad intentions and have the intention of murdering Your Majesty...... On the second day of His Majesty's fall, Yu'er ignored the threat of millions of soldiers from the Northern Kingdom and the Hongsun Kingdom, and wanted to return to the royal city immediately, saying that he wanted to visit His Majesty, but in fact it was to kill our mothers and sons, everyone, it was really too difficult for us......

Now even Wen Ziming was a little moved when he heard it, if he hadn't heard Xiao Dun say some things here, he might have believed this woman's words, she is really good at using her identity as a woman.

Ji Xiuzhen hugged the fifth Chengshou and cried bitterly, everyone in the hall, you look at me, I look at you, and finally had to stand up together, bow down and salute: "The queen and the second prince, please mourn! We must be loyal and help the second prince put down the rebellion as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, Wen Ziming couldn't help but be stunned, what does this mean, doesn't this mean that the king must not be able to wake up? But when he thought about it, it was also clear, the archmage of the Huaxia Empire, Cong Xun, as the great master of the forbidden spell of the water system, had been famous for a long time, and the legendary people who had been dead for many years could be saved......; Isn't that equivalent to having no one to heal...... It's no wonder that no one in the entire empire is looking for a name to heal the king, but is only fighting over who to appoint as the prince.

Just when Wen Ziming was distracted, Ji Xiuzhen and Fifth Chengshou cried for a while, and then stopped crying under the persuasion of the eldest grandson Yigeng, Cong Xun, Yang Xuzhi and others, and then she picked up the glass of wine and said: "This second cup, thank you for our mother!"

Wen Ziming couldn't help but sigh when he saw it, this woman is really a good amount of wine, just this kind of hundreds of years of old wine, how can ordinary people afford to drink such a cup of wine, if this kind of occasion is out of order, it will be a loss for adults.

The maid waiting next to her hurriedly helped her fill up the wine, Ji Xiuzhen picked up the full wine glass again, paused for a while, and saw that everyone was also holding the glass, and then said: "The third glass of wine, to our patron saint, the fire dragon god!"

It was just a very simple sentence, and everyone in the hall stood solemnly, and Wen Ziming felt that the atmosphere in this room suddenly became serious. He had heard that at the beginning of the founding of the Chinese Empire, it was jointly encircled and suppressed by the surrounding countries, and the then king of the fifth Ou was terrified by the armies of the surrounding countries with one person and one dragon, and the legend is that this fire dragon is the guardian beast of the Chinese Empire, and they call it the fire dragon god, by the way, it seems that the red dragon of Dugu Aotian is his clansman.

But the authenticity of that legend is not very clear even to Wen Ziming, because at that time he happened to go to sea with a group of pirates, drifted on the sea for three years, and finally returned to the mainland, at that time the continent had undergone earth-shaking changes, with many countries, and the nomadic federal system was gradually changing to imperial centralization.

Looking at the people in this hall now, it seems that this legend is likely to be true, and the dragon may still be in the Empire.