At the beginning of Chen time.

Li Junsang was dressed in a second-grade purple official robe. He opened the guard of honor for the imperial envoys and walked out of Honglu, surrounded by Zhuang Thirteen and three other people wearing red official uniforms and dozens of officials from the Ministry of Etiquette.

Pavilion.

When entering Guangming Street outside the Prince's Mansion, everyone looked around and couldn't help but frown.

There are so many people that you can't see them at a glance, which is not a big deal. It is too easy for those in power to drive people into service, but all the people have piety and willingness on their faces, which is strange.

This is terrible!

Finally, with the help of the Western Qin officials from the Honglu Pavilion, we entered the Palace of the Western Qin County Prince. What we saw were two long rows of murderous warriors, all of whom were wearing armor and looking at everyone with wide eyes.

This rude pomp can't scare anyone, but the blood-evil energy that can taint people's souls is a bit disgusting. Fortunately, there are not too many people, and it doesn't reach the point of tainting people.

Then walking inside, there were groups of great monks, Taoist priests and people full of sincere expressions.

That's right! Everyone has sincerity on their faces.

Li Junsang suddenly felt very heavy. Maybe he couldn't complete the task this time!

There is nothing more terrifying than the ten thousand-mile territory of the Western Qin Dynasty where everyone is united and cannot be invaded by water!

Is Jiang Yuqing really dying?

Several people looked at each other, and Li Junsang didn't know whether to laugh or show regret, so he could only sigh: "Is this happening? It doesn't matter, I'll wait until I see the prince first!"

I hurriedly entered the dormitory. The view inside was slightly dim, and the strong aroma of medicine penetrated my nose.

"My loyalties can be judged by the sun and the moon..."

Outside the hall, a group of maids hurriedly entered carrying hot water, pills and tonics.

Even with their Great Venerable Shinto method, they could not detect the specific location of Jiang Yuqing, just as if the person was not here or had disappeared. Since it cannot be detected, it would be difficult to take action. Once the enemy is alerted, all the encirclement and killing plans will be ruined.

!

Of course, these words were spoken in Mandarin from his previous life, and no one could understand him. Even the women around him could only hear what he was talking about and had no idea what he was talking about.

Zhe Feiyan had not closed her eyes for several days. She looked tired and quietly approached Xin Zhuo's ear: "The prince? The prince? The imperial envoy has arrived."

"Masters, wait a moment!"

How could this not make him heartbroken?

Not only him, but all the civil and military officials looked miserable and looked decadent.

Li Junsang's mood became a little more urgent inexplicably. He couldn't help but try to squeeze out a trace of "sadness" on his face, and murmured to himself: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

"?"

Not pretending to be sick?

The four of them, Lijunsang, don't know how to say "fuck", but they really want to express a similar meaning.

Jiang Hu and his group immediately moved out of the way, and then moved forward surrounded by the court officials.

Li Junsang and the others who were left standing aside didn't know how to express their stance for a moment, so they could only bow and salute.

Are you sick? You are not far from death!

Lijun Sang quickly replied: "Your Majesty will definitely sympathize with and understand the prince, so the prince does not need to worry!"

Xin Zhuo smiled bitterly, "But I heard...someone said that I want to rebel...Your Majesty was deceived by the traitor...misunderstood the minister...misunderstood the 500,000 iron-blooded soldiers and tens of millions of people in the Western Qin Dynasty.

It won people's hearts...ahem..."

Xin Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, with no light in his eyes. He slowly turned his head to look at everyone, struggled to get up, and then fell down. A mouthful of blood stained the pillow red, and he fainted.

Zhe Feiyan, Cui Ying'er and others were shocked and came forward one after another.

This sentence refers to Li Junsang's status as an imperial envoy.

Why can't such a dignified little venerable person detect it? Could it be that his true energy has completely disappeared, and the natural martial arts trend has completely disappeared?

Just meet Jiang Yuqing!

Everyone passed through the palaces and pavilions. In front of them, Jiang Hu, the old commander of the Western Regions, Duke Xun, the Prime Minister of the County Prince's Palace, Chang Shi, Sima, Bie Jia, Ji Yuan, and the generals of all levels in the Western Qin Army had already greeted them.

As he spoke, his feet quickened his pace.

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Xin Zhuo coughed several times, and his tone became clearer: "I... am ill... I am unable to greet you from far away. Please forgive me..."

After being stunned for a long time, they all responded with clasped fists: "I have seen the King of Western Qin before!"

Tilt your ears as if listening.

Along the way, at this moment, my original doubts were instantly overturned, and I was already six points convinced.

Yes! He thinks this Jiang Yuqing is playing tricks on the court!

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the palaces of the county prince's palace. As long as he saw Jiang Yuqing, he would know what the hell he was playing!

Zhuang Thirteen and three other people also looked towards the end of the palace, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in their eyes. In the past few days, they had thought about entering the prince's palace to assassinate him. This was also their real purpose of pretending to be officials from the Ministry of Rites, but they still didn't know where Jiang Yuqing was.

There were five beautiful and beautiful women standing beside the bed, all with sad expressions and tears on their cheeks.

Even if the gods come, this scene cannot be faked.

"My nephew Jiang Yuqing is seriously ill and cannot be cured. He is already on his deathbed. Today he risked his life to meet all the superior officers. He did not greet you in person. I definitely do not mean to despise the imperial power. Please forgive me!"

"?"

Even without getting close, you can clearly feel a faint aura of death.

The whole hall was in a mess.

"Prince!"

There was a person lying on a huge bed opposite, with long hair disheveled, eyes closed tightly, face as pale as paper, and haggard.

How dare we accept your statement? Your lungs are about to be coughed out, why is your mouth still like a knife?

Lijun Sang felt that it was necessary to defend the emperor, and he also smiled bitterly: "The prince is worrying too much. Your Majesty has no such intention, and the ministers have no such idea!"

"That's good..." Xin Zhuo's eyes brightened a little: "I guess the minister is here to reward the army? I... The army of the Western Qin Dynasty crawled on the ice and lay in the snow... fought hard day and night... suffered heavy casualties... countless soldiers buried their bones

On the battlefield... I finally defeated the Western Region Allied Forces and destroyed the Ten Kingdoms... The imperial court will not treat the soldiers badly, right? How much silver and baggage did Shangshu bring... Let me rest in peace before I die..."

Li Junsang and the other four carefully looked at everyone present, and suddenly realized that it was too real, no! It was real. It was impossible for everyone to be so good at showing off and pretending!

Regardless of what Li Junsang and others had in mind, they could only put it down temporarily and slowly took two steps forward: "Yes, what the prince said is true, we are listening!"

In short, it's okay for the prince to speak if he wants to.

Jiang Hu's face was sad and his eyes were red. He couldn't be false at this moment. His nephew's ability and ability had been fully proved. Once this kind of Qilin was gone, the Jiang family's hope was gone. For hundreds of years, the Jiang family's

The rise no longer exists.

What's the point of killing a dying person?

So, what happened to him? He became critically ill at the age of eighteen?

After being busy in the hall for a while, the Western Qin County King finally woke up again, but he was even weaker. He turned to look at everyone, and with difficulty showed a smile, and his voice was extremely weak: "A group of mentally retarded people are here as expected.

Master, I will marry your mother..."

After turning a corner, they entered the courtyard of a large hall. There were more people and soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty around them, and a strong fragrance of medicine spread from afar.

Why did Jiang Yuqing threaten to rebel on the first day she entered Western Qin? If you rebelled, what disgusting tricks would you give His Majesty to show your loyalty?

Either be rebellious and rebel to the end, or be loyal and loyal, like your ancestors!

Isn't this playing tricks on people?

Ever since Zhuang Thirteen and the others entered the palace, their eyes had been on Xin Zhuo, and their murderous intent had now faded a bit and turned into confusion.

Is this Jiang Yuqing really going to die?

"?"

Li Shangshu found that the rhythm was suddenly taken off track!

It was obvious that he was here to set the pace. He first promoted and then suppressed, severely reprimanded, and set the pace. As long as there was anything inappropriate in Xin Zhuo's mouth, the secretary behind him would immediately write it down, and then polish it up, and it would be a treasonous speech.

It appeared, the evidence was conclusive, and it quickly swept the world.

The army in front of the palace and the army of Shence took the opportunity to attack, and the masters of Taiping Palace, Fengjian Division and Shixian Palace took the opportunity to kill him, and the situation of Western Qin was solved.

What are you talking to me about now?

In this situation, what do you want me to do?
Chapter completed!