Chapter 696 Western Shu Kingdom (Subscription Request)

At the foot of Mount Shu.

Western Shu.

The dynasty on this land should be the Hou Shu regime established by Meng Zhixiang during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period after the Tang Dynasty.

However, it cannot be completely referenced.

This is a small border country that has been protected by Mount Shu for generations and has been able to rest and recuperate.

The national strength is not strong, but the people in the territory are still rich.

After the clouds fell, the group slowly moved forward on foot.

Experience this mundane life.

"Master, the capital of my Western Shu is ahead." Meng Xuanlang introduced as the host and led the way for everyone.

Green mountains and green waters.

The fresh air filled the surrounding space with spiritual energy, and the clouds and mists were lingering and changing, as if there was a violent storm.

Jiang Jie restrained his breath and walked on the avenue like an ordinary person. He was a little dazed when he saw the official road with people coming and going. If he didn't have this ability, he would probably be like those ordinary people, running around for three meals a day.

Become a slave to money.

How sad.

"Xuanlang, your father has done a good job in governing the Western Shu Kingdom." Jiang Que praised without hesitation. The Western Shu Kingdom is indeed good now. It is not short of money and food, and the people live a rich life.

Although there are various contradictions, they are not important compared to such a big thing as having enough food.

"Everything is thanks to Shushan and your master." Meng Xuanlang smiled. Although this was a bit of flattery, it was also very true.

Without the protection of Shushan, the territory of Western Shu would have been in chaos and invaded by demons.

Western Shu is safe in a corner.

Not bad.

"You like to seek immortals and ask questions. As your master, I will remind you. You should know what the most taboo thing in the royal family since ancient times is?" Jiang Que asked faintly.

His expression was indifferent.

"Dragon sons fighting?" Meng Xuanlang asked tentatively.

"Your elder brother is the legitimate son, handsome, good at riding and shooting, and his literary talent is not inferior to yours, but your father loves you." The affairs of the Western Shu royal family are no secret in the Shushan area. "What if your father passes the throne to you?

How can your elder brother be willing?"

No man of seven feet tall would be willing.

"This..."

Meng Xuanlang was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Master, this...what should I do? I am devoted to Taoism. I don't want to care about political affairs in this life. I hope Master can teach me."

What's good about being a mortal emperor?

Not to mention that it is a country like Western Shu that is isolated in a corner.

He can't get immortality, nor can he get Taoism.

So why does he need it?

"When you return to the palace this time, you can express your feelings to your father and elder brother one by one." Jiang Que said lightly: "You must know that the immortal way can live long and long, and you can live the life you want with strong strength, otherwise you can only live the life you hate the most in the end."

Meng Xuanlang: "..."

He understood Jiang Que's words.

But he also felt extremely helpless. Some things were beyond his control.

Difficult!

"If elder brother knew that the throne was not for him, he would go crazy." Meng Xuanlang said secretly, and it was unclear what would happen at that time.

Difficult.

"Do your best and leave it to fate!"

Jiang Que's faint voice continued to come. As long as Meng Xuanlang was devoted to seeking immortality, he could protect him. I think Meng Xuancong was not a fool.

If he couldn't protect him.

Then this Western Shu Kingdom.

It was also destiny that was finally destroyed by Song.

"Disciple understands." Meng Xuanlang finally nodded.

After becoming the emperor, all his training was in vain, and his life would not be free. Why did so many emperors in history not like to care about government affairs and eventually become a generation of tyrants?

There may be a reason for freedom in this.

Who doesn't yearn for freedom, who doesn't want to live the life they want?

But in the end!

He still lived the way he hated and disliked the most.

"Western Shu is really rich."

"Yes, the capital and the imperial city are very big, and there must be many shops in the city."

"It's just right that we can buy some things to take back to Shushan, hehe!"

"You can come here often to practice in the future."

"..."

Behind Jiang Que, a group of handsome men and women, three in a group and five in a team, chattered with each other, and they all had a strong interest in this Western Shu.

Seeing this, Jiang Que waved his hand and said: "You can go travel and play on your own, and be careful not to use magic power to oppress ordinary people at will. Of course, if someone oppresses you, you can't be soft-hearted."

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded in response, and flew away like birds and beasts out of the forest.

Jiang Que was stunned by the speed of their departure. "These guys are running so fast. Am I that scary?"

Meng Xuanlang, who was leading the way, was still beside him, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Whether to answer or not.

It's so hard to decide.

"Master, is it appropriate to let the brothers and sisters go around?" Meng Xuanlang suddenly asked. Those people were like birds out of a cage.

I'm afraid they will cause trouble.

After all, it's a very painful thing to have no one to restrain them.

"It doesn't matter. If someone really dares not to listen to my orders, I may have to kick off their immortal bones and suppress their souls in the Nine Nether Hell." Jiang Que waved his hand casually.

As if it didn't matter.

Meng Xuanlang: "..."

He didn't know what would happen if other brothers and sisters heard it, but at this moment, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat all over his body after hearing it.

This matter is terrible.

It's really not something that ordinary people can listen to.

At the same time, he also mourned for those who were about to make trouble and disobey the master's orders. "Master is the most vicious person in the world. Who dares to provoke him?"

No one can be provoked.

"Let's go, why are you still standing there?" Jiang Que said casually: "You accompany me to visit this capital first. It just so happens that I want to travel and experience it."

Maybe there will be some gains.

What if there are gains.

Well!

That's a good thing.

"Yes." Meng Xuanlang had to bite the bullet and nodded.

His father was seriously ill, and he wanted his master Jiang Que to help him.

In the capital of Western Shu.

Jiang Que dressed like a scholar, gently shaking his folding fan, like a young man from a noble family, knowledgeable and cultured, really a good young man.

And Meng Xuanlang followed behind him with big and small bags of things.

Tired as a dog.

He had no idea where Jiang Que got so much gold and silver money, as if it was endless, and basically bought everything he liked without hesitation.

I don't know how many things he bought along the way.

And they were all rather strange, such as some ancient books, some broken antiques, and even some incomprehensible medicinal materials.

And stones.

Yes.

Stones were also bought.

And they didn't like to bargain.

Once again refreshed Meng Xuanlang's three views-his master seemed to be a man who had no shortage of money, should he borrow some to spend in the future?

Just as Meng Xuanlang was thinking this, Jiang Que's voice came again, "Why don't you catch up quickly? You kid is tired of carrying so little stuff?"

"..." Meng Xuanlang really wanted to refute.

But after seeing Jiang Que's indifferent expression, he had to hold back the words in his throat.

He couldn't help holding it back.

His master was too strong.

He was afraid.

"Master, where are we going?" Meng Xuanlang asked in a daze.

"Of course we're going to your house, otherwise would I ask your master to sleep on the street?" Jiang Que glared unhappily.

Why did this apprentice suddenly lose his eyesight?

He felt quite dissatisfied.

Meng Xuanlang could only laugh dryly upon hearing this: "Master, you are joking. I didn't react. Let's go back to the mansion first!"

He thought Jiang Que would stay at the inn.

Okay.

Meng Xuanlang admitted that he had misunderstood.

And at this moment.

In the capital of the Western Shu Kingdom.

In a royal mansion, a man in a python robe slammed the table with a sullen face!

"Bang!"

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