Chapter 203

Chapter 203 Your wife is very beautiful

The Meng tribe still remains in the slave system period, and the official system is very different from that of Daliang.

The national teacher of Daliang is more like a symbol of peace and prosperity.

The national teacher of the Meng tribe has a much higher status than the ministers, and even the noble princes.

This Meng national teacher is like this, he holds considerable power. He can execute soldiers at will and recruit beautiful men and women along the way. Of course, it is not because he is lustful.

...but for sacrifice.

Or dig out the skull, eyes, or peel off the skin.

A person as beautiful and smart as Princess Xuan is simply the best "tool" in his eyes.

Gan Zixu's mind quickly passed through these thoughts, and he saw the Meng national teacher riding a horse, clamping his legs on the horse's back, his body falling down, and the bone knife in his hand, which was polished to an extremely sharp point, rushed straight to Gan Zixu's Adam's apple.

How could Gan Zixu have time to think about those things?

He rolled on the ground in fear, avoiding the bone knife.

Could it be made of human bones?

Gan Zixu felt a chill in his heart.

Before he could catch his breath, the voice of the Meng national master rang again: "This man is a bit slippery... How about I use his skull as a bowl and give it to General Yao?"

General Yao shook his head and sneered: "I don't like this thing."

The Meng national master nodded: "Okay, judging from this man's wretched face, his skull must not be clean enough. Even if it is presented to Xian Ruopu, it will be rejected."

The so-called Xian Ruopu is the highest god in the Meng belief.

Gan Zixu's mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

You want to dig my bones, and you think my bones are not good-looking enough, right?

Seeing the two men swinging their swords at the same time and galloping towards him again, with a hunting momentum, Gan Zixu could no longer bear it and shouted hoarsely: "If you kill me, aren't you afraid that Sima Jiang will cause trouble for you?"

The Meng clan's national teacher laughed up to the sky: "Him? Cause trouble for us?"

Gan Zixu's heart sank. Well, it is certain that although Yizhou Sima Jiang Nan is in power now, he is not a big shot in front of the Meng clan. The Meng clan's control over Yizhou is probably deeper than they imagined...

Thinking that even a figure like the national teacher has come to the battlefield, it can be seen that the Meng clan royal family is determined to win!

I'm afraid something big is going to happen...

"I recognize you, you are the Meng clan's national teacher Lin Gu... Don't you think carefully about why I ran thousands of miles to find Yizhou Sima at this time?" Gan Zixu shouted again.

The Meng clan master said, "I'm not curious."

He rode up to him, and the bone knife was close to Gan Zixu's eye socket, but was grabbed by Yao Minghui.

"Wait." Yao Minghui looked at Gan Zixu, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

"You have an insider in Yizhou, and you have quietly captured several cities. But do you know that the current emperor has allocated Yizhou to King Xuan as a fiefdom."

"So what?" Yao Minghui said coldly, "We also captured the ministers of King Xuan's mansion a few days ago. That's all."

"King Xuan will arrive soon..."

"But I heard that he stayed in Xingzhou and didn't move forward."

"I came from Xingzhou!"

"Oh?"

"What kind of soldiers did King Xuan bring? How many soldiers did he bring? What are the habits of his deputy generals in fighting?... All these things, don't you want to know?" Gan Zixu lowered his voice with a bewitching taste.

He paused and asked the Meng national teacher: "You must have heard of the name of King Xuan, right?"

The Meng national teacher narrowed his eyes: "I have heard of it... They say he is so brave and heroic. But in my opinion, his former opponents are just too useless."

"No, no, I'm not talking about that... I mean, in fact, His Royal Highness King Xuan is so handsome, it's better to dig out his skull."

The Meng national teacher shook his head and said: "How can such a murderous person be presented to Xian Ruopu?"

But he finally relaxed his tone, and looked Gan Zixu up and down: "Catch him."

Several Meng people came forward with gloomy faces, tied Gan Zixu up without saying a word, and lifted him up and entered the city gate.

Yao Minghui suddenly said: "You call yourself Yun Yizi? I just remembered that there is such a person... who once saved the emperor and the empress dowager."

"Yes. But I hate them very much..."

"What do you mean?"

"I am actually an old friend of Prince Zhang..." The rest of the words are self-evident.

Yao Minghui's face changed: "Really? No wonder you look familiar to me."

He looked at Gan Zixu with vigilance, but there was a little more intimacy in his vigilance.

"Since General Yao has spared my life, I will return the favor... write a letter to lure King Xuan here and kill him. I think Emperor Liang De will be very sad when he knows it."

Yao Minghui did not refuse, but said: "I will watch you write."

Xingzhou.

The Dongge Jijiu who fainted the day before slowly woke up.

He... is not dead?

When he sat up on the bed, he turned his eyes and saw Wan Shirong and others around him. Face after face, how familiar they are.

He immediately covered his face and cried: "I will meet you all in the underworld, and none of you will be left behind..."

The corner of the mouth of the person next to him twitched: "Master, take a closer look, how can we look like we are dead?"

The East Pavilion Master stopped crying, raised his head and looked carefully, and then said in ecstasy: "Your Highness has spared us? Then it must be Master Wan who saved the situation?"

Wan Shirong looked pale and said nothing.

The person next to him suddenly paused and muttered: "It's the princess who is generous."

"What?" Dongge Jijiu almost thought he heard wrongly.

But others also followed: "Yes, now that I think about it carefully, the princess' previous accountability was actually to save our lives."

"Exactly."

Dongge Jijiu was stunned.

He just woke up after a long sleep. How come all his former colleagues transformed into the exact same shape as this Xingzhou official?

Xue Qingyin was also asking the bodyguard at this moment: "Is the person awake?"

The guard responded: "Yes."

"That's good."

"How's Little Wolf doing?"

"I can eat and sleep, so I'm fine."

Xue Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled, but quickly restrained herself. She watched King Xuan walk in from the door and asked in a low voice: "The news about Qian Zixu hasn't come back yet?"

King Xuan said: "No."

Xue Qingyin unconsciously picked at the edge of the table and frowned: "Two possibilities. The first is that he has already betrayed He Songning. It would not be unusual to betray us again, but I still believe in the charm of Prince Zhang. He The people under his command should all be loyal to him; the second type is..."

"The situation in Yizhou has reached an extremely serious stage." King Xuan answered.

Xue Qingyin nodded solemnly: "Qian Zixu may have been detained before he could find anyone he had any friendship with."

King Xuan quickly deduced: "They have already guarded the city gate."

Only then did Xue Qingyin reveal her worries: "It is easy to defend the city but difficult to attack it, not to mention the mountain road as a barrier. It will not be easy for us to enter Yizhou."

"we".

King Xuan whispered: "It doesn't matter." He raised his hand to straighten Xue Qingyin's collar.

At this time, someone came rushing all the way: "Your Highness, there is an urgent message from Yizhou!"

King Xuan's hand was still on Xue Qingyin's neck, and he said without looking back: "Nian."

Fang Chengzhong took the letter, opened it, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

He swallowed, turned the letter over, and muttered: "Is this Gan Zixu crazy?"

Xue Qingyin couldn't help but be curious: "What? What did you write? Can you still send a message? Is he okay?"

Fang Chengzhong read out loud with difficulty: "...Your wife is very beautiful, please offer her to her quickly." "I didn't say this!... Hey, it wasn't Qian Zixu either? The signature was, Lin Gu. Who is Lin Gu?”

King Xuan flexed his knuckles and used a sudden force to wrinkle Xue Qingyin's collar.

He turned around expressionlessly and reached out to grab the letter.

"Ling Gu is the national master of the Mon tribe. It is said that in the main hall where he is enshrined, there is a screen with pictures of eighteen beauties. The human skins of young women are all used."

When Xue Qingyin heard this, she felt a chill all over her body.

As he spoke, King Xuan rubbed the paper again and said, "This is indeed Qian Zixu's handwriting, which is consistent with the IOU. ... He was arrested."

The chill on Xue Qingyin's body has not subsided yet.

Then he heard King Xuan say in a deep voice: "The whole army will set off quickly." He turned to Xue Qingyin and said: "Yinyin doesn't want to go."

Xue Qingyin: "Ah?"

On the other side, the Meng National Preceptor knew very little about Chinese characters and couldn't help but ask: "How can such a few short words lure King Xuan into the urn?"

"Yes. He won't even wait for the imperial army. He will definitely come day and night with his sword in hand." Qian Zixu swore firmly.

The Mon national master turned to look at Yao Minghui.

Yao Minghui: "...right." He didn't see anything wrong with Qian Zixu's letter. Although there are few words, it is full of hatred.

Yao Minghui was just a little uncomfortable.

Can you really succeed in luring you into a trap?

They won't become the second Beidi, right?

Probably not... Although King Xuan is powerful, he is still young after all... It is easy to do wrong things when you are young and energetic... right?