surnamed Wang

After Song Mao left, the life and death of the people fell on King Wu again.

He knew that he couldn't make mistakes again at this juncture. Usually, the people were beaten and scolded, but there was still a glimmer of hope. Now that chance was gone, there were still people who wanted to set fire to the palace. If he, King Wu, continued to oppress the people, he would be the next one to be burned. Own.

"Changsheng, you and Wang Xiashi will open the cellar, distribute the stored grain inside, and clean up a few palaces for the victims to live in."

"Yes."

The Confucian scholar bowed respectfully, turned and left.

In the palace square, victims lined up to receive porridge and water. Wang Yijing, who had already changed into clean clothes, still couldn't get rid of the habit of these days. He filled himself a bowl of porridge and squatted in the corner to drink it slowly.

Seeing Guan Changsheng approaching, he raised his head and greeted:

"Hey, Mr. Guan, His Highness King Wu asked you to distribute food?"

Looking at the team in front, the Confucian scholar said in surprise:

"You already knew?"

"I know, but if you give me the courage, you don't dare to release food secretly. It's the princess's order."

After Wang Yijing finished eating, he stood up and came to the pot, filled another bowl and said:

"You stay here and watch while I deliver food to the future wife."

The future wife he mentioned was naturally the blind female beggar who was picked up.

Guan Changsheng was no longer surprised and waved his hand to signal him to get out.

In the bamboo building behind the palace, there is a pile of letters stacked on the willow hibiscus desk. Without exception, they are all sealed with lacquer and have a wolf head printed on them.

The handwriting in the letter was mostly elegant, but it contained only a few sentences, but it hid a secret. This secret was enough to demote a high-ranking official, or even have his or her home confiscated and be exiled.

The Wolf Guard was founded by Princess Liu Mujin. It has a mighty name, but its members are all women without exception.

Like the female warriors in the palace, they were originally inconspicuous country girls. After a period of training, they became proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, and they were also very able to manipulate men's thoughts.

These women were spread throughout the dynasty, and through carefully arranged "coincidences", they successfully entered the homes of powerful people, and easily won their favor by relying on what they had learned.

Most men can't escape the law of "Heroes' Tomb of Gentle Countryside". If the wind blows in their ears for a long time, no matter how firm their will is, they will be shaken. Even if they don't dare to feel rebellious, they will unintentionally tell secrets that are harmful to their heads.

It is often said that women are inferior to men, but when it comes to spying on intelligence, men are indeed inferior to young women.

Liu Mujin opened the secret letter and looked at each one carefully. The maid next to her stepped forward and whispered:

"Princess, the prince is here."

The woman didn't reply.

Normally, the maid would go downstairs to send King Wu away, but today she hesitated and then added:
"The prince said that he has seen that Concubine Zhuang is getting more and more beautiful recently."

Liu Mujin sighed after hearing this, "Let him come in."

After a while, King Wu came to the second floor with a playful smile, waved his hand, and sent the maid away.

"Madam, I haven't seen you for a long time, I think I'm going to marry you."

"What's the matter with me?"

"Don't you say I miss you..."

Halfway through King Wu's words, when he saw the woman's impatient eyes, he immediately said seriously:
"When will the incident start?"

"The information is not enough yet. Let me wait until I read these secret messages."

"Then when can you and I be husband and wife?"

There was no trace of lewdness on the man's face when he said this, as if he was discussing a topic more serious than rebellion.

Seeing how shameless she was, the princess shook her head and said:

"You still have to wait until I read the secret letter, but having said that, if you can always be as handsome as when you first got married, there is no need to push this matter."

King Wu suddenly realized, "That's it, I know."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and left, leaving the princess with a puzzled look on her face.

……

Under the coordination of King Wu, nearby states, counties and wealthy businessmen all provided money and grain to help Xi'an, and the lives of the victims were much better than during Song Mao's administration.Wang Siheng is indeed not as incompetent as he appears. At least when it comes to dealing with people's livelihood, if he is willing to show his true skills, the people of Xi'an will live a more stable life than other places.

However, his ambition is not here, his goal is the whole world.

Sooner or later, the news about Xie'an will reach the emperor's ears, and the other party's fear will only increase. The sooner it is done, the more advantageous it will be.

King Wu was so anxious that he could do nothing. He could only wait for news about the princess and start to train himself.

After leaving the army, he slacked off a lot. The stone lock that he used to grab was now so tired that he was sweating after just a few lifts. Wang Yijing passed by and saw this scene and said in surprise:
"Your Majesty, are you planning to get rid of all the fat?"

"What fat? I call it recharging your energy."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The young man stepped forward, weighed the stone lock, raised it and put it down casually, looking very relaxed.

In a few breaths, he did it back and forth more than a dozen times. It seemed that it was too light, so he changed to a heavier one, but he could still lift it easily.

"What kind of strange power is this?" King Wu asked in surprise.

"Is it weird?" Wang Yijing asked back, then shook his head, "I am old, when I was young I could lift a mountain."

He really wasn't blinded. He could indeed lift mountains when he had cultivation. Now that he has lost his cultivation, his body tempered by spiritual energy is still much stronger than ordinary people.

Putting down the stone lock, Wang Yijing patted King Wu on the shoulder and said:
"Exercise well, I'm going to eat."

After he walked away, the man looked at the several-hundred-pound guy on the ground, and finally gritted his teeth and grabbed it.

With a crisp sound of "click", King Wu's face turned pale. He covered his waist and squatted on the ground, not daring to move.

"Mr. Zhong, call the doctor over quickly!"

A man's desire to win can sometimes be so simple and unpretentious.

King Wu spent the whole winter in bed. He was already over 30 years old, and he was indeed no better than a young man in his teens or 20s.

After finally recovering from his waist injury, the princess sent him the news he had been missing for a long time.

Opening the secret letter, there were only four words in it: the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

King Wu's eyes instantly became solemn, and he fired his bow without turning back. Once he made the decision, regardless of success or failure, he would be stigmatized as a rebellious minister and traitor for the rest of his life.

"Come here, please bring Mr. Guan and Wang Xiashi."

……

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, King Wu, who was far away in the northwest, suddenly rebelled. The news reached the capital, and the whole court was shocked.

The ministers were still wondering about the accuracy of the news, and the emperor was already preparing to issue an order to suppress it.

In less than a year in power, he had grown a lot, and he had already speculated on the ambitions of the emperor's uncle.

But before he could speak, a postman rushed into the hall, held up the letter with both hands and said:

"Your Majesty, the Bijie Guards joined forces to camp in Fuling, openly rebelled, and even killed the garrison general Jifeng."

"Report! Your Majesty, Anzhou Guard General Cheng Xing has mobilized the army without any reason."

Another postman rushed into the hall, followed by a third, a fourth...it didn't stop until seven or eight people were kneeling at the steps.

Nine military generals have participated in it, and the number of troops in charge ranges from thousands to tens of thousands, not counting those who are on the sidelines. Once the King of Wu gains power, these people may turn their spears and target the capital.

Wang Zhaoqi slapped the dragon chair and said with a gloomy face:
"Rebellion, all rebellion."

"Your Majesty, the rebels have less than [-] soldiers at their disposal, and many of them are known to be at the bottom of their combat prowess. As long as I give you [-] elite soldiers, they can definitely be wiped out."

The one who spoke was a young man with a lion patch sewn on his chest and a second-grade martial artist.

The young man's surname is Ji and his first name is Hong. He comes from a family of military generals who were famous hundreds of years ago. He was recommended by the chief minister Liu Muqing and promoted by Wang Zhaoqi, so there is no need to worry about his loyalty.

Seeing Ji Hong, the emperor's leaning body relaxed and said in a deep voice:

"Ji Qing's family, I will make you the general of the Southern Conquest, and give you [-] soldiers. You must capture the rebels."

"The minister obeys the order."

... (end of this chapter)