surnamed Wang

"What a fucking pain!"

Wang Yijing cursed and got up, a bloody hole in his chest shining through.

The person who just wanted to assassinate the princess was none other than the secret guard Jiang Fengnian. He changed into a soldier's uniform and mingled with the crowd. Fortunately, he had sharp eyesight, so Liu Mujinxiang was not destroyed.

Wang Yijing looked around. The scenery in front of him was gray and white, and the people around him seemed to be motionless. He was a little confused.

"Boy, you are still dead after all."

A strange voice suddenly appeared next to him. The young man turned his head and almost sat down on the ground in fright.

Standing in front of him was a strange man in black robes, with a black aura all over his body, and a huge scythe in his hand. His pale face was hidden under his cloak, and his eyes glowed green from time to time.

Wang Yijing swallowed and said:
"who are you?"

"Yangfu, long time no see." The man in black robe said in a hoarse voice.

"Do you know my past life?"

"Thousands of years ago, you were still the Yang Cang Emperor. You fought constantly throughout your life. When your life was about to end, you finally got scared and asked me to find a good family for you to be reincarnated.

Because of all the killings you committed, you can't repay it even if you work like a cow for the rest of your life, but I still helped you in the end, and you were born into a royal family with endless glory, so you owe me a favor. "

"Oh, it turns out you are Yama."

The man in black robe showed disdain when he heard this, and said in an arrogant tone:
"Yam Luo is just your little god from the Nine Abyss. I am the ultimate underworld. I am in charge of the reincarnation of heaven and earth, the life and death of all things. No matter the immortals, Buddhas or gods, they will all enter my underworld after death."

"So what do you want from me?"

"Come to get a favor." Zhong Ming's voice was cold.

Wang Yijing looked a little strange, pointed to his chest and said:

"You also saw that I was shot through. I'm afraid it was because of my own weakness."

"Don't worry, you won't die yet." Zhong Ming smiled sadly, turned and left.

The young man was confused and shouted at the other person's back:

"Didn't you say you want me to return the favor?"

"You'll know then."

Zhong Ming's voice gradually dissipated.

……

Everyone in Si Nan Mansion was busy.

The king of Wu was defeated in the battle and suffered heavy losses. Excluding the defecting soldiers, the number of casualties was close to [-], and only [-] were left after all the available men.

Wails could be heard everywhere in the city, and the same was true in King Wu's residence. In order to cover his escape, three of the four dead soldiers stayed on the battlefield. Only the seemingly thin woman survived.

The woman's condition has not improved much. Several bone-piercing wounds on her back almost killed her. She is still unconscious and pale.

Not far away from her was Wang Yijing, who had blocked the fatal blow for the princess. His face was even more ugly, blood was constantly bleeding from the horrific wound on his chest, and he could see more air coming out than in.

"Doctor He, how are you doing?"

King Wu frowned and asked a doctor. Because his men were protecting him with their lives, he was not seriously injured. He was only hit by an arrow in his arm. After a little cleaning and bandaging, he was fine.

An old man over fifty years old stroked his goatee and said:

"Although this girl lost a lot of blood, it was stopped at least and her life is not in danger. The young man's condition is much more serious. His heart has been injured. It seems that he probably won't be able to survive."

"General Wang has a life-saving grace for the princess. No matter what, you must save him." Wang Siheng's tone left no room for argument.

The old man looked embarrassed when he heard this and said in deep thought:

"My lord, instead of wasting time on a dying person, it's better to save others first."

King Wu looked at the wounded soldiers outside the house, then at Wang Yijing, and finally sighed, waved his hands and said:

"carry on."

"Yes." After the doctor left, the man came to Wang Yijing's side and sat down cross-legged.

"Brother King, my kindness is more important than the mountains. After I seize power, I will bury you in a grand ceremony, pursue your title, and enter the Ancestral Temple."

"Just forget about the Ancestral Temple. Remember to burn more paper figurines for me, as long as you are a virgin and not a virgin."

"Uh-huh?"

Wang Siheng was looking sad with his eyes downcast. When he heard the words, he immediately raised his head in surprise and saw the other party looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile. His complexion looked rosier than that of a healthy person.

When King Wu saw this, he immediately guessed something. His nose felt sour and his eyes were slightly red and he said:
"Brother Wang, time is running out. If you have any last words, hurry up and tell me."

The latter was a bit baffling, but he still said truthfully:

"Give me a general, at least 3 troops."

"Okay, I will make you the general of the Northern Expedition. Your position will be comparable to that of the princes. Every year during the Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, all civil and military officials will go to pay homage."

"That's not to say, if everyone is an official in the same court, they will be dissatisfied."

"This is what should be done to loyal ministers."

Seeing that he was so sincere, Wang Yijing could only reluctantly nodded, and then sat up under the surprised look of the other party.

"You are not joking, we have made an agreement. By the way, is the princess okay?"

King Wu was still a little confused and replied dully:

"It's not serious, but I was a little frightened. Jiang Fengnian's assassination failed and he was chopped into pieces with random knives."

"By the way, is the princess scared by the meat sauce?"

Wang Yijing's focus was a bit strange. Wang Siheng was also stunned when he heard this. The princess did not show any abnormality at first. She only started to feel uncomfortable after he ordered the execution of Jiang Fengnian.

But that's not the point right now. The two of them have been chatting for so long, why isn't the other party dead?
At this moment, Wang Yijing was already stroking his chin and looking thoughtful. After a moment, he suddenly turned his head and said with a smile:
"My lord, are you wondering why I'm not dead yet?"

"Yes... yes."

Wang Yijing brought his face closer, his smile became more sinister and weird:
"Have you ever thought that I am actually dead? As for why we can talk, think about it?"

King Wu's face was a little ugly. He had been fighting for many years and had never seen anything weird. After thinking about it carefully, he straightened up and said calmly:
"I have never believed in these things about strange powers and gods. The only explanation I can think of is that you have an amazing physique and this injury will not kill you."

"clever!"

Wang Yijing patted the opponent's shoulder, used his strength to stand up, and stretched his muscles:

"You should rest first, I'm going to help."

After saying that, he walked away as fast as flying.

After the other party left, King Wu secretly shook his cold palms and exhaled deeply.

"Damn it, I almost frightened this kid."

……

Outside Sinan Mansion, Sima Kuan ordered the city to be surrounded.

He now has nearly 12 soldiers and horses, more than twice as many as King Wu, so even a strong attack is not a big problem.

To be on the safe side, he still applied for a batch of firearms from the court, which would arrive in about half a month. By then, the food and grass in the city would be almost exhausted. If he launched an attack at that time, he could easily take down the rebels.

"Father, Jiang Fengnian is dead."

Sima Chengguang pointed to the small black spots on the city wall, with an annoyed look on his face, "It's a pity that we couldn't kill Princess Wu. It is said that they have a very good relationship with each other. If we succeed, King Wu will definitely be in chaos."

"Now that he is a turtle in the urn, it is only a matter of time before Kaicheng surrenders. However, the more critical the moment, the more careful we must be. If the order is passed, the three armies will be under martial law for the next half month. No one will be derelict in their duties."

"My child's order."

... (end of this chapter)