After Song Mao left, the lives and deaths of the people fell to King Wu again.

He knows very well that this juncture can no longer be muddy, in the past, the people were beaten and scolded, there was still a glimmer of life, but now the vitality is gone, and there are still people who set fire to the head of the palace, if he continues to oppress the people, the next one to be burned is himself.

"Changsheng, you and Wang Xia Shi opened the cellar, distributed the grain stored inside, and by the way, packed up a few palaces for the victims to live in."

"Yes."

Confucius shook his head respectfully and turned to leave.

On the palace square, the victims lined up to receive porridge and water, and Wang Yijing, who had changed into clean clothes, still couldn't get rid of the habit of these days, so he filled himself a bowl of porridge and squatted in the corner and drank slowly.

Seeing Guan Changsheng coming over, he raised his head and greeted:

"Yo, Mr. Guan, His Royal Highness King Wu asked you to send food?"

Looking at the team in front of him, Confucius was surprised:

"You already knew?"

"I know, but I don't dare to release food without permission, it was ordered by the princess."

After Wang Yijing finished eating, he stood up and came to the side of the pot, filled another bowl and said:

"You watch here first, and I'll send food to the future lady."

The future lady in his mouth is naturally the blind female beggar who was picked up.

Guan Changsheng was already surprised, and waved his hand to signal him to get out.

In the bamboo building behind the palace, a pile of letters are stacked on the willow hibiscus bookcase, all of which are sealed with fire paint, and a wolf's head is printed on them.

Most of the handwriting in the letter is beautiful, just a few sentences, but it hides a secret, which is enough to demote a party official, and even more so, he can directly copy his home and exile.

The Wolf Guard was created by the princess Liu Mu Hibiscus, and the name is mighty, but the members are all women without exception.

They are like the dead women in the palace, they were originally inconspicuous country girls, but after a period of training, they are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, song and dance, and they are also very good at grasping men's minds.

These women were scattered throughout the dynasty, and under the carefully arranged "coincidences", they successfully entered the homes of the powerful, and easily won favor with what they had learned.

Men probably can't escape the law of "Gentle Township Hero Mound", the wind has been blowing in their ears for a long time, no matter how firm their will is, they will be shaken, even if they dare not give birth to rebellion, they will inadvertently say something secret about their heads.

As the saying goes, women are inferior to men, but in terms of spying intelligence, men are indeed inferior to little women.

Liu Muhibiscus opened the secret letters, carefully examined them one by one, and the maid next to him stepped forward and whispered:

"Princess, the prince is here."

The woman did not reply.

Normally, the maid would go downstairs to send the king away, but today she hesitated, and then added:

"The prince said that he has been watching Concubine Zhuang more and more beautifully recently."

Hearing this, Liu Mu Hibiscus sighed, "Let him in." ”

Not long after, King Wu came to the second floor with a hippie smile, waved his hand, and sent the maid to retreat.

"Lady, I haven't seen you for many days, but I want to be a husband."

"What's the matter with me?"

"Don't they all say they miss you......"

Halfway through the words of King Wu, when he saw the woman's impatient eyes, he immediately said with a straight face:

"When?"

"The information is still insufficient, wait until I finish reading these secret letters."

"Then when can I do my husband and wife with this king?"

The man said this without the slightest lewdness on his face, as if he were discussing a topic more serious than rebellion.

Seeing that he was so shameless, the princess shook her head and said:

"You'll have to wait for me to read the secret letter, but then again, if you can always be as handsome as when you first got married, you don't need to rush this matter."

King Wu suddenly realized, "I see, I know." ”

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and left, leaving the princess with an inexplicable expression.

……

Under the coordination of the king of Wu, the nearby prefectures and counties and wealthy merchants all took out silver and grain to help Xie'an, and the lives of the victims were a little more nourishing than during Song Mao's reign.

Wang Siheng is indeed not as incompetent as he shows, at least in dealing with people's livelihood, if he is willing to show his true skills, the people of Xie'an will live more steadily than other places.

However, his ambition is not here, his goal is the whole world.

Sooner or later, the matter of Xie An will reach the ears of the emperor, and the other party's fear will only increase, and the sooner the matter is moved, the more beneficial it will be.

King Wu was so anxious that he couldn't do anything, so he could only wait for news from the princess while starting to exercise himself.

After leaving the army, he slacked off a lot, the stone lock that he had captured in his hand was now tired and sweaty after a few strokes, Wang Yijing passed by and saw this scene, and said in surprise:

"Is the prince planning to get rid of the fat meat?"

"What fat? This king is called recuperation. ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

The young man stepped forward, weighed the stone lock, and lifted it down casually, looking very relaxed.

In a few breaths, he did it back and forth a dozen times, which seemed to be too light, and he changed to a heavy one, which was still easy to lift.

"What a strange power this is?" King Wu was surprised.

"Is it weird?" Wang Yijing asked rhetorically, and shook his head again, "Old man, when I was young, I could lift a mountain." ”

He is really not blind, he can indeed lift mountains when he has cultivation, but now that his cultivation is gone, his physique tempered by aura is still much stronger than ordinary people.

Putting down the stone lock, Wang Yijing patted King Wu on the shoulder and said:

"Practice well, I'll eat."

When he walked away, the man looked at the guy who was hundreds of pounds on the ground, and finally gritted his teeth and shook it.

"Click" There was a crisp sound, and King Wu's face turned white, and he squatted on the ground with his waist covered, not daring to move.

"Lang Zhong, call Lang Zhong quickly!"

Men's desire to win is sometimes so unpretentious.

All winter, King Wu spent the whole winter in bed, he was already in his thirties, and indeed no more than a young man in his teens and twenties.

finally recovered from his back injury, and the princess sent him the news he had been worried about for a long time.

Unfold the secret letter, there are only four words in it: the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

King Wu's eyes instantly became solemn, and there was no turning back when he opened his bow, once he decided, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he would have to bear the infamy of a rebellious minister and thief for the rest of his life.

"Someone, invite Mr. Guan and Wang Xiashi."

……

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, King Wu, who was far away in the northwest, suddenly rebelled, and the news reached the capital, and the Manchu Dynasty was shocked.

The ministers were still wondering about the accuracy of the news, and the emperor was ready to give the order for a crackdown.

In less than a year in power, he has grown a lot, and he has long had a guess about the ambition of the imperial uncle.

But before he could speak, a post guard rushed into the main hall, and with both hands he presented the letter:

"Your Majesty, Bi Jiewei cooperated with the camp in Fuling, openly rebelled, and killed the garrison general Ji Feng."

"Report! Your Majesty, Anzhou Guard General Cheng Xing called the army for no reason. ”

Another postman rushed into the main hall, followed by the third and fourth...... It wasn't until seven or eight people knelt down at the bottom of the stairs that it stopped.

There are already nine generals involved, and the number of troops in charge ranges from thousands to tens of thousands, not counting the grass on the wall that falls on both sides, once the king of Wu gains power, maybe these people will turn the spearhead against the Beijing division.

Wang Zhaoqi slapped on the dragon chair, and said with a gloomy face:

"It's all the other way around, it's all the other way around."

"Your Majesty, the anti-thieves are full of less than 70,000 soldiers, and there are many of them who are famous for their combat power, as long as they give their ministers 50,000 elite soldiers, they will definitely be able to be exterminated."

The one who opened his mouth was a young man with a lion patch sewn on his chest, a second-rank martial artist.

The young man's surname is Ji Minghong, who was born in a smash hit military general family hundreds of years ago, recommended by the first ruler Liu Muqing, and Wang Zhaoqi pulled it out of his hand, so he didn't have to worry about his loyalty.

Seeing Ji Hong, the emperor's body that had leaned forward relaxed, and said in a deep voice:

"Ji Qing's family, I have appointed you as the general of the expedition to the south, and I will give you 70,000 armorers, and you must take down the traitors."

"Obey."

…… (End of chapter)