There is the Tiandang Mountain Range to the north of Tiandu, between Tianzhou and Yunzhou, if Yunzhou is occupied, Tiandang Mountain Range and the Yunhe River along the Tiandang Mountain Range and Yunzhou are the last barrier of Tiandu, Jiang Song actually established a military camp here quietly.

The barracks are surrounded by formations, and ordinary people can't even notice that there is a large amount of grain in the barracks and 5,000 elite soldiers.

With such a team of soldiers and horses secretly cultivated under the emperor's nose, Lu Xuan didn't know whether to say that Jiang Song was powerful or Ji Huan was incompetent.

But looking at the formations around the barracks, it was obvious that the Dao Alliance had contributed a lot.

Seven days have passed since Jiang Song was invited to enter this barracks, there is a formation to shelter, the people inside can't get out, the people outside can't get in, Jiang Song is very strict with the control of the news, and this barracks can be said to be isolated from the world.

Through the news that Yu Linglong was placed in the dark line of Tiandu, today is the day when Ji Huan leaves Tiandu and conquers the Buddha country.

At the same time, it also represents that Ji Huan's life has entered the countdown.

Jiang Song has prepared so much, obviously not only to save his life, if nothing else, this team of people in Tiandang Mountain will become one of Jiang Song's hole cards to control the situation in Tiandu after Ji Huan's accident one day.

At this time, if Lu Xuan is willing, the news can be passed to Ji Huan.

But...... He doesn't seem to be a courtier of Daqian, and he has no obligation to do such a thing.

Although the Unified Sect currently relies on Ji Huan to have a chance to survive through the cracks, but now Ji Huan is thinking of forcing Lu Xuan to follow Zhang Yu's Qinghua Dao and draw out new mountain and river seals.

Ji Huan's death may be a good thing for everyone.

"Lu Fengxian, Lu Fengxian~" Gu Hui stood in the distance and beckoned to Lu Xuan: "Come and eat~"

Little Gray is simple-minded, and he is quite enthusiastic about the people around him, and every time he eats, he promises to keep up with everyone, and because of this, there are fewer and fewer people around him.

After all, eating can only be regarded as an embellishment for the six-grade monk, who would hold a rice bucket every day like her and take eating as a top priority, of course, she can't stand the old hen looking at the chickens and looking at people, which makes people feel that there is an extra mother out of thin air.

Lu Xuan got up, took off the wine gourd on his waist, and poured half of it towards the west.

Ji Huan, although he is not a monarch, but after all, he has helped a lot, and now that you are leaving, I would like to give you a ride with this wine, go well!

"What are you doing?" Gu Hui ran to Lu Xuan's side and looked at the wine he poured out with some distress.

"Worship a friend who is dying." Lu Xuan hung the wine bag back on his waist and smiled.

"Oh, that's the time to worship." Gu Hui hurriedly followed Lu Xuan to bow to the west, and then asked, "Do you have a good relationship?" ”

"I haven't met, but he's helped me a lot." Lu Xuan said with a smile.

"It's complicated~"

"What are you going to eat today?"

"It's a lot, there are roast lambs, roast chicken, sauce and hoofs...... That's right, and Niu Ba! ”

“？？？”

"It seems that he told us the story of the Tianxia Association, there is a person named Lu Boyan, who is so powerful, he can make many people who don't know each other join forces to fight the bad guys, that Niu Ba is also very powerful, listen to him He seems to be the vice president of the Tianxia Association, and the number one general under Lu Boyan."

Lu Xuan had already seen Niu Ba telling the story of the battle in Meteor Valley with a group of people, he was a personal experiencer, and he was also a hardcore supporter of Lu Xuan at that time, and at this moment, he felt that he was an important participant, especially when Lu Xuan died in the battle for the first-line chance of thousands of scattered cultivators, he burst into tears.

"He's also a man of temperament." Lu Xuan shook his head, he didn't get involved, he is familiar with everyone these days, proud but not arrogant, he understands human nature, the most unhappy thing about people is to be taught by others, his own Lao Tzu will be resistant to teaching himself, not to mention outsiders, just like the little gray skin is sincere and sincere to people, a little bit of calf protection, others are the first to come out when they encounter difficulties, but there are fewer and fewer people who want to get along with her.

On the contrary, it is Lu Xuan, neither close nor estranged, others come to ask for advice, he will give careful guidance, but others don't ask, even if it is outrageously wrong, he will not say more than half a sentence, if the other party is dissatisfied on the way, Lu Xuan will not argue, anyway, what you said is right, not used to it at all, so that these martial artists have a sense of awe for this person named Lu Fengxian.

Lu Xuan is almost training every day, and he is alone when he is free, but there are people who are willing to stick to him, not a personality charm, but if you set up the framework, others can see it, and they will know how to get along with you.

Time passes day by day in such a boring and full way, and Tiandang Mountain is calm and waveless.

It has been a month and a half since the emperor left the heavenly capital, the heavenly capital, the prime minister's mansion.

Jiang Song described him as a little haggard, but his face was extremely serious and he bowed nine times to the puppet man on the offering table, and each bow seemed to exhaust his whole body strength.

A trace of black gas that was invisible to ordinary people escaped from the puppet villain with Jiang Song's worship, and the entire puppet villain's head was already shrouded in thick black qi at this moment.

After nine worships, Jiang Song's eyes were dark, lying on the ground, compared to a month and a half ago, the whole person seemed to be ten years old, he turned his head to look at the Taoist on the side with some difficulty: "Dao Chief, the old man has recently felt tinnitus and palpitations, dizziness, this method really won't harm the old man's life?" ”

The Taoist shook his head with a smile and said, "Jiang Xiang rest assured, the Dragon and Tiger Pill given to Jiang Xiang by the poor Dao can be taken one pill a day, which can protect Jiang Xiang." ”

Jiang Song said a little weakly: "Dao Chief, what will happen if I give up at this time?" ”

"For the sake of the mountain, if Jiang Xiang can hold on to the last three days, he can be trapped in the dragon and ascend to heaven, if he gives up at this time, under the backlash of luck, the filthy qi that has gathered in the body of the great Qiantianzi these days will flow back to Jiang Xiang, and the consequences will be ......" The Taoist sighed and shook his head and said: "As for whether to give up, Jiang Xiang decides on his own, and there is no need to ask the poor Dao." ”

"What if it succeeds?" Jiang Song looked at the other party and said.

"The sleepy dragon ascends to heaven, Jiang Xiang's biggest obstacle is gone, and luck will be like cooking oil on fire, soaring into the sky, and Jiang Xiang can also enjoy a period of wealth in the world." Daoren smiled.

Jiang Song has been in the court for many years, and he can go from being a guest to a first-class person, naturally he is not stupid, and he knows very well that the other party must have something to hide, what he said may be true, but the key is probably in the part of concealment.

It's just that as the Taoist said, for the mountain nine people fell short, this puppet villain he has to worship for forty-nine days, now it is the forty-sixth day, and if he worships for three more days, he can be successful, he is already Ji Huan, the family in the eyes of the abandoned son, if you don't do anything, the Jiang family's desolate end is almost predictable, whether it is for himself or the future of the family, Ji Huan must die.

"Master~"

A steward hurried in, but was stopped by the guard at the door, and could only say loudly outside the door: "Master, the palace has sent someone to say that there is something important to discuss." ”

"Jiang Xiang go and take a look, for Jiang Xiang, maybe it's good news!" The Taoist smiled, as if he already knew what was going on.

Jiang Song nodded when he heard this, he had been worshipping like this for a month and a half, but the Son of Heaven is probably already in the Wasteland now, what happened over there, it will take at least ten days for the news to come back, and he can't get feedback in time, which is also a reason for his frustration.

Without saying anything, he got up and went out, asked the butler to prepare a carriage for him, and hurried all the way to the palace.

The palace, the Son of Heaven is not there, naturally no one presides over the court meeting, there is a row of houses for the hundred officials to rest outside the Chaotian Palace, it is the place where the hundred officials wait for the court to rest every time they meet, if the son is not there today, the prime minister and the six Shangshu assist the prince to deal with the court affairs.

Ji Huan's prince is almost dead in the Meteorite Valley, and there are only two young princes who are still there, one is six years old and the other is four years old, so it is naturally impossible to deal with the government affairs, and Jiang Song is now squeezed out by both the imperial party and the scholars, and he is already in an isolated position in the court, and the real power in the court naturally falls on the six Shangshu led by Xie Yao.

Jiang Song understands that this is a compromise between Ji Huan and the Shi clan, which means that the imperial power and the Shi power will enter a honeymoon period, and the two sides will temporarily reconcile, and Jiang Song, who has always acted as the shield of the Shi clan, is naturally useless.

Suppressing Jiang Song and squeezing Jiang Song out of the court is a tacit understanding between Ji Huan and the scholars.

"Prime Minister Jiang, what's wrong with you?" An official who had known each other in the past was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Song's appearance of dying at any time.

"I don't know what is going on the front line, and the old man has been worried lately, and he hasn't slept well for a long time." Jiang Song sighed and said.

"The lower officials thought that Prime Minister Jiang was worried about the affairs of Yunzhou." The official laughed.

Jiang Song glanced at him with a smile, didn't continue to care, and walked straight to the first house, which was usually the place where he and the six Shangshu rested and discussed.

It's just that today, there are a lot of people here, not only the six Shangshu are here, but the six servants and Zai Fu are all here, although this room is not small, but Jiang Song still feels crowded when he comes in.

"Prime Minister Jiang Cheng can not come." Murong Cheng sighed when he saw Jiang Song's current appearance.

At this moment, Jiang Song seems to have been drained of his spirit, like an old man in his last years.

The Jiang family's exit is the result of competition and compromise between the imperial party and the scholars, and it will not change, but looking at the former high-spirited prime minister who has ended up like this, it is inevitable that there will be a little sigh in his heart.

"Murong Shangshu doesn't have to worry, the old decay can still stand up." Jiang Song's eyes fell on the servant sitting next to him, and he didn't speak, just watched.

"Jiang Xiang, sit down." In the end, the servants still stood up and asked Jiang Song to sit down.

"I wonder which adult is willing to tell the old man what happened?" Jiang Song coughed lightly.

"When Your Majesty was supervising the war, I didn't know what demon magic I was in, and I suddenly fainted, causing the army to be in turmoil and defeated." Xie Yao glanced at Jiang Song and sighed with a frown.

Jiang Song's cloudy eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed, nodded silently, said no more, and watched everyone argue......

(End of chapter)