At the moment before Mao Zheng, among the more than 1.5 million people in the city, nearly 100,000 people of filial piety, juzi, famous talents, filial sons, grain merchants, chaste martyrs, and village elders spontaneously went to the streets around the county king's mansion, and the best of them went directly into the mansion to pray for the county king!

The king of the county is sick, as for whether it is typhoid fever or dying, no one knows, but it is already a very serious matter.

Although this county king has only been in office for less than half a year, whether it is defeating the million-dollar coalition army of the thirteen countries and recovering the lost territory, or annihilating the ten countries and capturing the royal families and nobles of various countries, as well as a series of subsequent good governance, cracking down on village tyrants, bandits, official ruffians, and tax thieves, they are all applauded and praised.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ability of this young county king far exceeds that of his ancestors, and he is even more outstanding in treating the people well.

The people's minds are very simple, if you let me eat enough and not be bullied, you are a good person and a good county sent by God.

Therefore, the dense crowd crowded the three streets, facing the county king's mansion, kneeling and praying silently.

A large group of typical filial piety, talents, and good men in the mansion also knelt on the ground, chanting words in their mouths.

Just after Mao Zheng, the 200 monks of Puzhao Temple outside the city and the 200 Taoist priests of Zhenqingguan also arrived, and they sat on both sides of the main road, chanting sutras and burning incense.

Then there were the most elite of the 10,000 Western Qin army, with at least ten lives in their hands, who surrounded the security of the Quartet and prevented the people from trampling on each other, etc., among which 300 captains, generals above the rank of partial general and a thousand iron floating guards who had been replenished entered the mansion under the leadership of Sheng Lingge.

Korokan.

There is a fish pond in the east of the welcome hall, the snow and cold flowers bloom all around, the weeping willow buds are beginning, and the water ripples in the pond, the air is a little fragrant, it is a good place to hang out after dinner.

Lijun Sang Shangshu and Zhuang Thirteen sat by the pond early in the morning, each with a fishing rod, fishing carelessly.

It's just that his eyes glance in the direction of the county king's mansion from time to time.

The more the voices boiled, the more strange the faces of the four became.

At this time, Dugu Hongzhi pulled up a green-tailed, red-skinned cat carp, threw it into the bamboo bucket, and said, "He is eighteen years old this year?"

"It is said that the eldest princess of the Qin Kingdom gave birth in July and gave birth to a son in one day and one night, so he was born in July, and he only turned eighteen years old in July this year, to be exact, he is only seventeen years old now."

Lijun Sang's black gauze hat swayed in the wind, and his answers were meticulous and even a little verbose.

Dugu Hongzhi said: "Breaking through the seventh peak of Jiuluan Mountain, copying the mansions of the ministers, and bluntly rebelling on the first day of entering Western Qin, it is very in line with the heart of a seventeen-year-old child, with good talent and impulsiveness.

But it is not something that a child can do to completely destroy the million coalition troops in the Western Regions, kill 650,000 soldiers, destroy the ten countries, and marry six families, at least he must rectify the entire Western Qin army and officialdom, and completely subdue the civilian, official and military generals, and all parties can work together.

With such a skill, even if he is a cunning and cunning giant, it is not too much.

It's just that...... Now pretending to be sick, obstructing the court envoys, and a little childish, this person's temperament is really strange and difficult to understand. ”

"I don't think so."

Feng Jian Si Young Master Hu Jingwei squinted his fat eyes, "This is just in line with a child's heart, it is undeniable that he has a terrible talent, a seventeen-year-old little venerable, is a demon!"

The talent is terrifying, and the IQ and wrist are also better than the blue, surpassing their ancestors. Then it's normal to do something shocking and childish once in a while! Therefore, pretending to be sick today and asking the people and monks to pray for blessings, although they are a little childish, they can understand that this is a normal person. ”

"Childish?"

Lijun Sang brushed his beard noncommittally and said: "The two of you know that Jiang Yuqing's letter full of sycophants and extremely loyal deeds has been sent to His Majesty's Imperial Eucalyptus?"

"What's the point?" Dugu Hongzhi and Hu Jingwei looked puzzled.

"This letter is a fanfare play, in which 'Western Qin is His Majesty's Western Qin, Yuqing is His Majesty's courtier, the king let the minister die, and the minister immediately cut himself to thank the world and give up the right to send troops', which has spread all over Beijing!

With just one word, retreating as advance, it instantly blocked the mouths of the people, and the remarks of the rebellion of the king of Western Qin County in the capital were self-defeating, which silenced His Majesty and the ministers, and the army in front of the palace and the Shence army were in a dilemma!

Is this the work of a child? This trick is really clever! None of the prime ministers treated him like a child! ”

There was a hint of imperceptible disdain in Lijunsang's eyes, and the civil officials despised the disdain of professional martial artists.

"This ......" Hu Jingwei's fat face was a little sluggish.

This trick is indeed clever, but what about your domineering spirit of destroying ten countries and slaughtering millions? How can you bow your head so much, isn't it disappointing?

Dugu Hongzhi was silent for a moment: "So, he pretended to be sick this time, which has a deep meaning?"

This time it's Lijunsang's turn to be silent, how can I know?

Zhuang Shisan, who had been silent on the side, and had not even taken the bait on the hook, suddenly said: "In the Hall of Serving Immortals, there are chess players who use Zhou Tianxing's fighting skills and Jia Ding Thirty-six games to calculate this son's experience since Fulong Mountain, and get a string of hazy handwriting......"

After a pause, "I'm going to the hell!" ”

This is a swear word, and it is not a swear word used by the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Dugu Hongzhi and Hu Jingwei frowned: "This is too terrifying, could it be that all his experiences are designed in advance?"

"Not so much by design! It's just that this son doesn't want to suffer, sees the stitches, and does it casually. ”

Zhuang 13 said in a deep voice: "This can also reflect his inner world, this person is extremely arrogant, extremely proud, without half a sense of awe, and has the idea of despising the people of the world, if he is just an ordinary person, then he is a madman, but if he is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, the commander of the 500,000 army, the eighteen-year-old little venerable, what do you think?"

Hu Jingwei's face turned pale, this kind of person is still a madman, a super madman who can stir up the storm.

Zhuang 13 continued: "Therefore, I don't know what kind of disaster this person will cause in the future, he will die this time, and the sky will not leave him!"

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

At this moment, Zhang Guangpu, the Gongcao of the county king's mansion, hurriedly came and bowed and saluted: "My county king is invited!"

“？”

The four of them turned their heads to look at each other, with a look of confusion on their faces.

Their preconceived idea is that Jiang Yuqing pretended to be sick and did not hesitate to work for the people and lose money, just to avoid them and avoid the pressure of the imperial court. Such a single, please see, is there any point in pretending to be sick?

He wouldn't think he could hide it from the Great Venerable Shinto to his face, would he?

What the hell does he mean?

……

"The king of the county?"

Xiong Paw held the medicinal soup made by his wife Zhi Feiyan herself, and tried to feed the county king, but was rejected by the county king who was extremely haggard, his eyes were red again, and he choked up: "The county king is like this, why do you have to worry about meeting the court envoys?" There are so many people chanting scriptures outside, disturbing the cultivation of the county king, and the slaves and maids don't understand! ”

Zhi Feiyan, who hurriedly entered the hall, and Cui Ying'er, Sai Qingzhu and Jiang Nuying, who were waiting on the side, also showed puzzled and distressed looks.

This......

I simply prejudged their prediction and guessed their guess!

The purpose of inviting them to meet is to confirm the truth of their critical illness and dispel their expectation that they are pretending to be sick!

I'm so sick!

The people, monks, and Taoist priests were asked to pray for blessings and be protected by a bloody army of 10,000 people who had killed more than 100,000 people, in order to prevent the master dogs sent by the imperial court from jumping over the wall and directly assassinating them.

That's right! Thinking about it with his heels, he also knew that when this Ministry of Rites Shangshu saw him, there must be masters from the Taiping Palace, the Shixian Palace, and the Fengjian Division around him disguised as ordinary officials to probe into their own fiction and reality, or take the opportunity to assassinate, or design assassination!

The general routine of pediatrics, I watched eight episodes of cartoons a day in my previous life.

Therefore, in order to show the truth and increase the chips for the next meeting, Xin Zhuo took out a silver array, inserted the feigned death and deficiency meridians, and said weakly: "Xiqin didn't ...... The officials of the imperial court are to be seen...... Don't ...... for yourself It is also for the sake of tens of millions of people in Western Qin......"

"The King of the County!"

The women wept bitterly again.

Zhi Feiyan was already sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching his hand tightly.

People are dying and their words are good, and the women have fully understood the heart of the king of the county in the past few days!

The king of the county is unparalleled in the world! Love the people and protect the party!

How to make people disrespectful and unloved?

It is said that officials and people have quietly prepared a ceremony to worship the heavens, and once the king of the county is killed, he will be raised as a saint!