Chapter 142
After those few days of heat, and several consecutive rains, Yezhou City finally had a few days of coolness.

On this cool day, Sima Ao, who was proclaimed King Dingxi by the North Vietnamese Emperor, brought his whole family to the gate of Yezhou City.

On this day, the people in the entire Yezhou City did not go out. They closed their doors and closed their houses, obediently obeying the arrangement of Su Guogong's mansion, and no one wandered on the street.

When Sima Ao led five hundred soldiers to the gate of Yezhou City, he saw Wei Cang and Wei Ji guarding the gate from afar.

Behind them, there are five hundred elite soldiers in uniform, not one more, not one less.

Sima Ao came here after a long journey, because he dragged his family with him and had a lot of luggage. After walking for two days and one night, he was a little tired now.

But he did not dare to relax.

At this moment, seeing Wei Cang and Wei Ji waiting side by side outside the city gate, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sima Ao was thin and tall, with a handsome face, but he had never practiced martial arts, so he looked a little frail, and he was a gentle scholar.

Wei Ji took a look at him from a distance, bowed his head and said something to Wei Cang, then single-handedly galloped forward and went straight to Sima Ao.

The lieutenant behind Sima Ao immediately became nervous: "My lord."

Sima Ao waved his hand, and also galloped forward, heading straight for Wei Ji.

The two met on the deserted official road outside the city.

Wei Ji laughed loudly, bowed his hands in salute: "Dingxi King."

Sima Ao also saluted politely: "Young General Wei."

At this point, he paused: "Or should I call you little grandpa?"

One is an official position and the other is a title, but they have different meanings.

Wei Ji laughed and said, "It's all the same."

No matter which one you call it, it is the same for Wei Ji, because the 10,000+ members of the Wei family army all obey his orders.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the eight prefectures also listened to the decree of his government.

In these eight states, he is the absolute king.

These words shocked Sima Ao.

Sima Ao's eyes flashed, and he immediately changed the subject: "This time, the imperial brother hastily named Xiao Wang the Dingxi King, and Xiao Wang didn't know it, but the emperor's order is hard to disobey, the little prince can't disobey the imperial brother, so he can only follow the order. "

He meant something, made insinuations, but then changed the topic and suddenly became polite: "If there is any offense, I ask the Duke and the Little Duke to forgive me."

In the end, Sima Ao chose the title conferred on Wei Ji by the imperial court to call him.

Wei Ji smiled heartily.

Under the blazing sun, his face was handsome, his figure was vigorous, his whole body was full of heroic masculinity, he was much taller and taller than Sima Ao.

He laughed loudly, and then said in a loud voice: "The visitor is a guest. Our Duke Su's Mansion has always treated people with courtesy, and will never be rude to guests."

With one sentence, Sima Ao's insinuation was knocked back.

The attitude of Duke Su's government is clear at a glance.

The eight states belonged to the Wei family, and the people of the eight states were united as one, and it was absolutely impossible for Beiyue to get involved again.

Sima Ao's expression darkened slightly.

Wei Ji still refused to let him go, so he opened his arms and made a gesture of cheering.

"Soldiers of the Wei Family Army, listen to my orders," Wei Ji shouted loudly, "Welcome King Dingxi as a guest in Yezhou."

Behind him, the five hundred battle-hardened elite soldiers spoke in unison, and their voices shook the sky.

"Welcome King Dingxi as a guest in Yezhou."

Wei Ji didn't even look at Sima Ao's ugly face, and laughed loudly: "My lord, please, I heard that your palace has been repaired, and my father specially ordered me to escort you all the way into the palace."

"For your safety, as soon as you leave the palace, Wei will immediately send someone to protect you."

Wei Ji turned around the pier, signaling Sima Ao to follow.

"My lord, what do you think?"

This is what he learned from Xie Zhiyun.

The tone of his speech was as polite as if he had been acquainted with each other, but every word he said was bloody, killing people invisible.

Sima Ao had never been in contact with Wei Ji before, so he didn't know that he was so powerful. Not only was he good at fighting, but his provocative skills were also extraordinary.

Sima Ao took a deep breath. He looked at Wei Ji's unabashedly arrogant back, and finally shook his head under the suggestion of the captain.

If he dared to fight here, Wei Cang would be able to conquer Yingzhou tomorrow.

Then it would be pointless for him to come out this trip.

The reason why Wei Cang hasn't attacked Beiyue is because Daqi and Beiliang are eyeing them, and because Wei Cang has no excuses.

Sima Ling is a big idiot. He sent Sima Ao to Yezhou, but he couldn't get any benefits for himself. Instead, he sent the handle to Wei Cang.

Wei Cang needed an excuse, but Yingzhou was heavily guarded and closely guarded, so Wei Cang couldn't find an excuse, so he had to endure until now.

With his arrival, all peace will be broken.

Sima Ao's face was as sinking as water, and there were thousands of waves in his eyes. He remembered what the princess said, and finally decided to endure it.

As long as he can endure until next year, everything will be bright.

Sima Ao took a deep breath, and followed Wei Cang with his horse. He followed Wei Ji to meet Wei Cang.

Because he was a junior, Wei Cang didn't say anything to him, and after greeting each other, Wei Cang left directly.

Only Wei Ji remained by Sima Ao's side, leading the five hundred elite soldiers, escorting Sima Ao all the way to the ruined palace in the west of the city.

Wei Ji came to this palace for the first time, looked up at this moment, and saw that the lintel outside the gate of the palace had been repaired somehow, and a new plaque was hung, and the outer wall was also painted with a layer of vermilion lacquer, which looked decent.

It's just that the tiles on the roof ridge are a little broken, and they haven't been fully repaired, so it looks a little dilapidated.

Sima Ao's complexion was not good, but he had to bow his head under the eaves. He had endured for 20 years to get to where he is today, and it would be okay to endure for another year.

So he forced a smile: "It's too hasty, maybe I didn't have time to repair it."

Wei Ji frowned.

"How is this possible?" He was very angry, "Your Highness is a noble man, how can the mansion be so dilapidated? Why don't I send some craftsmen over tomorrow to repair the mansion for you, it can't be done half-heartedly."

Sima Ao's face changed slightly, he wanted to refuse but there was no reason, he could only freeze there.

On the contrary, the butler he sent in advance was very alert, and just stepped forward to salute Wei Ji.

"I've seen the little prince. Although the house in the mansion is old, the inside is clean and tidy. Now that everything is waiting to be done and the people's livelihood is dying, how can the prince be extravagant?"

The old butler smiled, and there was a bit of compassion between his brows.

"As the royal family, the prince should care about the people of the world. He should not be extravagant and lustful, and only enjoy himself."

The old housekeeper is worthy of being an old servant brought up by the Sima family. He is much more experienced in speaking and doing things than Sima Ao.

"Our prince is not that kind of dandy." The old butler said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)

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