It's all abstract destiny, you're one emperor through the ages

Chapter 171 Cat feces stinks, Liu Ke covers rice

Qiongzhou.

After the fire, the rebuilt hall was simple.

Now even more, it seems silent.

The palace lanterns seem to have lost the light and shadow of the past, and the dignified atmosphere is shrouded, extremely depressing.

The civil and military officials who stayed in Qiongzhou were put under house arrest in this hall.

Outside, there are the Jinwu Guards who obey Jia Wuji's orders and take turns guarding every step of the way.

There are hundreds of Chinese and military officials in the palace, with different expressions, worry and uneasiness on their faces, and they are all making a fuss.

"what!!"

An official couldn't help shouting.

"Master Zhou, what are you doing here?"

Lian Hansheng couldn't bear it, and kicked the urinal to the corner, but there was already too much accumulation in it, and it was almost leaking.

As a result, the mighty general who settled down in the corner was attracted, fluttering his wings and feeling dissatisfied.

"Old General."

Xiao Yuanchang frowned, the urinal was kicked not far from him, it was really unbearable.

It wasn't that he was unprepared against Jia Wuji, but he never expected that among the eight thousand Jinwu guards, not one of them was missing, and they all rebelled against Jia Wuji.

So much so that when the soldiers surrounded the main hall, he couldn't take out the prepared backhand at all.

Those Jinwu Guards are the forbidden soldiers who fought together with the emperor!

Even more loyal than some civil and military officials in the court.

Why did you rebel?
What method did Jia Wuji use to confuse people?
The so-called Lord Zhou didn't care about Lian Hansheng and Xiao Yuanchang, he just said:

"We can't help it!"

"When the city is broken, we must not fall into the hands of a traitor like Jia Wuji and be humiliated. This is the best arrangement."

He made a gesture to bang his head against the pillar and die in death.

Fortunately, he was held back by his colleagues and tried to persuade him repeatedly, so he temporarily extinguished the idea of ​​martyrdom.

An official, seeing this situation, couldn't help feeling like a knife was piercing his heart, tears streaming down his face, and wept bitterly:

"Your Majesty, ministers and others are useless, they cannot guard this Qiongzhou."

"However, please rest assured, Your Majesty, even if the rebels take Qiongzhou, if they want to sit on this golden throne, they must first step over the bones of the minister!"

"Under the Netherworld, I will continue to serve His Majesty!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

At this time, an old voice came from the hall, a respectable old man gently stopped several people.

Master Zhou immediately stepped forward to help the old man, saying:

"My lord, don't be so excited!"

"Hmph, this old man is a veteran of the three dynasties, isn't it better than you young people?"

The old man said solemnly:
"Your Majesty has not returned, so Jia Wuji will definitely hold us hostage."

"It's better to go to death together than to surrender to the thief and fall into a situation of injustice!"

But at this time, another person came out and tried to persuade:

"My lord is an important minister of the country and a pillar of the country. I hope that my lord will endure the humiliation for a few more days. When your majesty returns to the teacher, the country will be restored to safety, and the sun and the moon will be gloomy and bright again!"

That's what I said, but now, many people have fallen into silence.

And that Master Zhou sat paralyzed on the ground, with tears streaming down his pretty handsome face, his eyes glazed over, and he muttered to himself:

"Why hasn't His Majesty returned yet?"

"Couldn't Your Majesty put down the rebellion in Qiongzhou?"

After a few words, many civil and military personnel in the palace moved their minds.

Lian Hansheng just snorted coldly.

Xiao Yuanchang still frowned, he always felt that Jia Wuji rebelled, something was wrong.

And Wei Jishu, just in the crowd, looked at each other coldly.

Why did the civil and martial arts of the great Han need to be martyred?
It is indeed impossible to bow down and follow the thief.

Even if he was martyred, he still held the wat board and fought to the death, falling under the swords of the rebels.

The blood-stained green shirt is the character of a great man.

As for these people, Wei Jishu knew why.

That's all important ministers of the family.

If Jia Wuji rebelled alone, he would definitely not be able to rebel, and he must have colluded with the nobles of the family.

These important officials of the aristocratic families who cried and wanted to die and acted in the palace were just cooperating.

It can effectively reduce the resistance will of civil and military loyal to the emperor in the court.

And after a lot of persuasion, acting in a show, the integrity is shown, and there are reasons to compromise, and you can still get a good reputation.

Wei Jishu held back for a while, but he couldn't hold it back anymore. He sneaked behind the old man and punched him three times.

Basically no defense.

Instead, the old man subconsciously pushed him, making him stagger.

"Hello, Wei Jishu!"

"I think you must be in cahoots with Jia Wuji!"

"This person is ugly, he must be a traitor!"

"Sheep nose is a sign of treachery, I think he already has disobedience!"

Wei Jishu's punches not only failed to break the defense, but also aroused the anger of the important officials in the palace.

"Cuckoo-"

Lian Hansheng hadn't moved yet, the mighty general stepped forward first, fluttering his wings, flying feathers, pecking anyone he saw.

Only then did Wei Jishu escape successfully.

"My colleagues, how are you doing in this hall?"

In this tense atmosphere, Jia Wuji leisurely appeared at the entrance of the main hall quietly.

It was different from the usual cloudy eyes and dying look.

Jia Wuji's eyes looked extraordinarily deep and dignified, like a secluded pool.

It seems to be able to understand people's hearts at a glance, and people can't help but feel a chill.

Wei Jishu sneaked onto Jia Wuji's back, and punched three times.

He missed, and was kicked by the mighty general, who pecked his hair.

"This chicken."

Wei Jishu was speechless, good guy, don't you know who you are?
The Jinwu guards who followed closely behind Jia Wuji took Wei Jishu aside.

All the costumes are majestic, with sharp swords in hand, and gestures and gestures, revealing a mighty momentum.

As Jia Wuji slowly entered the hall, they also followed closely behind.

Jia Wuji glanced at the officials in the palace.

No matter how he plays, today's protagonist is all him.

Hearing Jia Wuji's footsteps, the civil and military ministers in the hall felt a chill in their hearts.

Even those important ministers of the aristocratic family, although they knew it well, they still couldn't see through Jia Wuji.

As long as the old man stood in front of them, there would always be an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It's like there is a poisonous snake in front of you, lurking in the darkness, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Jia Wuji suddenly quickened his pace and sat on the golden throne.

His eyes swept across the hall leisurely.

Everyone felt as if he had peeped into their hearts.

Jia Wuji just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and took out an imperial edict.

"Today is a day of great joy, why don't you drink alcohol?"

Jia Wuji waved his hand:

"Come on, have a drink!"

Immediately, the Jinwu Guards entered the hall and served wine.

Jia Wuji took a sip of his drink and said:
"Your Majesty has been in Qiongzhou for a long time. Although he has made some achievements, he is not as good as the eight tribes of Donghu ruling the area."

"Nowadays, the world is peaceful, the government is smooth and the people are harmonious, all of which are the achievements of the eight tribes of Donghu."

"For meritorious service, there should be a reward."

"From now on, Qi Yanyuan will be made King of Liang!"

"Confess the Khan King of the Pu Liuru Tribe as the King of Chu!"

"Seal the king of Khan of the He tribe of Shi Zhou, and become the king of Shu!"

"Confess Zhu Xiebu Khan as King Zhao!"

"Confess the Khan King of the Bald Hair Department as King Yong!"

"Feng Jin Zhenbu Khan King, the King of Yan!"

"Confess the king of Hubu Khan, and he will be the king of Chen!"

"Confess the Khan King of the Murong tribe, and become the King of Qi!"

Jia Wuji sealed the imperial edict with a jade seal.

Then he threw Jiu Jue to the ground, and Jiu Jue rolled twice on the ground, spilling out the remaining half glass of wine.

Some even splashed on Xiao Yuanchang's shoes.

Xiao Yuanchang frowned slightly.

Jia Wuji took the case and said:

"The Eight Departments of Donghu Xuanyou praise Hua, caress Sui Lishu, suppress wasteland clothing, Weiyuan Ninger, many are hardworking."

"And the peace of the world today is all thanks to the Eight Parts of Donghu!"

Lian Hansheng stiffened his neck and shouted:

"How dare you do this, you thief of the chaotic country!!"

The old general's shouts resounded through the hall, shaking people's hearts like thunder.

With a tall and straight body, eyes like knives, he stared at the Jin Wuwei sharply and sharply, without flinching, and was about to rush up and slap him with a big slap.

But Xiao Yuanchang stopped him.

Xiao Yuanchang couldn't hold back Lian Hansheng.

But Lian Hansheng noticed that Xiao Yuan was always in his palm, and after a few strokes, he suddenly endured it.

"Hmph, although the old man is old, he can still eat six catties of meat. I advise you to hurry up and prepare food for the old man."

It is rare to have the opportunity to eat and drink with public funds, so I simply eat to my heart's content.

Xiao Yuanchang tapped a few more strokes on Lian Hansheng's palm, and he held it down.

eat meat?

Six catties?

Everyone was locked in the hall, and they couldn't go to the hut, so they used a urinal.

You clearly want to be an enemy of the Manchu court officials!

The civil and military ministers loyal to the Han Dynasty looked at each other in blank dismay, filled with powerlessness and despair.

And those important ministers of the aristocratic family secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

The aristocratic family believed in Jia Wuji because of this.

Emperor Gao once made a rule that no one other than the Liu family should be crowned king.

Back then, the king of Wu made great contributions to pioneering the south, so he had to marry his younger sister first and then change his surname to Liu?

Doesn't this make it clear that Jia Wuji is a secret agent planted by the Donghu people?

Earlier when the Yuwen family rebelled, it was heard that the Yuwen family was hooking up with the Donghu people.

It seems that it is not only Yuwen's who is hooking up, but also Jia Wuji who advises Yuwen.

It is even possible that this Jia Wuji is the secret work of the Donghu people who put it in the Yuwen clan.

After all, Yu Wenbai was the only general in the Han Dynasty that the Donghu people were afraid of.

Later, when the Yuwen family rebelled, Jia Wuji saw that he couldn't do anything, so he took advantage of the opportunity and took refuge in the Han Dynasty.

Thus breaking into the inside of the big man.

Maybe it was because he helped the Great Han to calm the chaos during the Yuwen family's rebellion, and he was quite trusted by the emperor.

But now, Jia Wuji is obviously going backwards.

Many people were amazed that Khan Donghu was indeed a macho man who could beat a big man to the point where Qiongzhou was the only one left.

Even this step has been calculated.

It was because of this that members of the aristocratic family including Wang Zhao confirmed Jia Wuji's position.

It was confirmed that the eight thousand Jinwu Guards with armor on their bodies were their own forces, and they had Donghu people as external support, so they dared to rebel together.

Xiao Yuanchang's mood at this time was extremely complicated.

The wine flowing out of the bar has completely wet his shoes and socks.

His intelligence is much worse than Jia Wuji's.

But as a former historian, Xiao Yuan often recorded in historical records like a treasure.

Xiang Yu's enfeoffment of princes and kings after the destruction of Qin had this kind of meaning.

The old nobles of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States were driven to remote areas.

Then distribute some core land to those upstarts who emerged during the anti-Qin process.

Emperor Gao was driven to Hanzhong again.

Then by intensifying the contradictions between the old and new nobles in various countries, waiting for the civil strife in various countries, and then sending troops to quell the chaos.

In order to achieve the purpose of supporting puppets and secretly merging.

There is actually nothing wrong with this strategy.

This is basically the only way for Xiang Yu to become emperor back then.

The facts are the same as what Xiang Yu thought. For example, just after the princes and kings became feudal vassals, the state of Qi fell into chaos.

But just when Xiang Yu was about to send troops, ready to uphold justice.

The three old Qin princes and kings guarding the gate were simply vulnerable.

Emperor Gao arrived in the fief in April, and in May he crushed the princes and kings and entered Guanzhong.

In August, it directly took over the entire territory of the former Qin State.

So everyone said that Emperor Gao was awesome.

First, as the main force to conquer Qin, he overthrew Qin together with the princes and kings.

Before the unification of the world, other old nobles, old princes and kings were overturned.

After unifying the world, the new princes and kings were wiped out one by one.

It is about the same as fighting the world three times.

How else could it be said that any generation of emperor would have to secretly enjoy hearing others praise him for being like a great ancestor?

So, let's look back at the current situation.

The biggest advantage of the big man now is the legal orthodoxy of the world.

Conferring Donghu people as vassals and kings has implemented the rule in name, and the advantage of the big Han is no longer.

All of this had to be based on the fact that Jia Wuji hijacked the Liu clan and set up a new king.

Of course, it was Jia Wuji who was sitting on the golden throne right now, so it would be no problem to find a way to make up for it afterward, after all, just pull out a puppet.

But what if Jia Wuji's position suddenly changed?
He is an out-and-out, self-reliant rebel on behalf of the Han Dynasty?

Then the rationality of the edict has to be questioned.

But the kings of the eight tribes of Donghu will certainly not give up the hard-won orthodoxy.

Then look at the titles of the eight Khan kings.

The titles are not completely in line with the respective spheres of influence of Donghu Babu.

More or less, they crossed other people's borders, or simply directly ate a large part of other people's sphere of influence.

Take Hanzhong, for example, as a strategic location.

The king of Shu can say that this is mine, the king of Yong can say that this is mine, and the king of Liang can also say that it is mine.

Even Yong and Liang could transfer each other's territory to their own territory.

How to put it, it all depends on one mouth.

It even completely cracked the last plan of Qiyan Sirie.

Begging Yan Sirie to risk his life and leave his body in Qiongzhou, hoping not to see the dead but not the dead.

It is for the legitimacy of the Eight Khans and for the title of "Great Khan".

As a result, the Eight Departments coveted Qiongzhou and continued to add chaos to the big man.

But one letter from the Eight Kings, goodbye!

The orthodoxy of the Great Khan is not necessary, let's find another way to change the track, and follow the Dahan's legal principles!

So is it the eight tribes of the Eastern Hu that first attack each other and start the civil strife, or is it the idea of ​​the invincible Emperor Han who didn't even kill the Great Khan himself?

The results are obvious.

"Send it down."

"Announce to the world."

Jia Wuji blew on the ink stains on the imperial edict and asked for the edict to be sent out.

Dian Wenwu just watched this scene in silence.

Waiting for Jia Wuji's next move.

But Jia Wuji, on the golden throne, fell asleep.

Even so, the Jinwu Guards still guarded, and civil and military officials dared not move lightly.

Another day and night passed.

Jia Wuji, who had been in a deep sleep for a whole day, suddenly opened his eyes.

"This edict should already be known to everyone, right?"

Jia Wuji waved his hand, signaling the Jinwu guards to line up on both sides.

The Jinwu guards stood solemnly in the main hall, like a human-shaped city wall, separating all the civil and military people to the two sides of the main hall.

Jia Wuji stroked Ruxue's white hair, and there seemed to be more wrinkles on his face.

But his eyes were piercing, revealing a sharpness and determination.

The civil and military officials couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

This old man, is he going to do something to them?

Those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish?

Lian Hansheng wanted to make a move again, but was still pulled down by Xiao Yuanchang.

Wei Jishu also wanted to do something, but no one paid any attention to him.

You cook and love to fight, who cares about you?
"Small rats, big rats, don't eat my millet."

"Shu Shu Shuo Shu, I have no food."

"Small rats, big rats, I have no food for my seedlings."

Jia Wuji suddenly began to chant poems.

The cultural relics of the court and China are quite talented and learned, so it is natural to hear that this is from the article "Shuo Shu" in the "Book of Songs".

It is said that the farmer scolds the mice in the field and eats the farmer.

But it is generally used to refer to some corrupt officials in the DPRK who engage in malpractice, embezzle and accept bribes, protect private pockets, and harm public and private interests.

"There are rats in the court, so we have to raise cats to catch them."

"Is it because cat feces are very smelly, so you don't keep them?"

It's okay not to say, when Jia Wuji mentioned this, many officials pinched their noses.

Cat poop stinks, and the hall stinks even worse!
After another day and night, even the most tolerant officials used the urinals.

It smells really bad.

Even the well-trained Jinwu guards couldn't bear it.

Jia Wuji, however, was complacent amidst the stink:

"There's always going to be someone, covered in mud."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his eyes became firm and generous.

He stood up and walked down the steps, trembling slightly.

But not out of fear, but out of inner agitation.

step.

The book "Governance of the People" is really just for the sake of becoming famous all over the world and protecting one's life wisely?
two steps.

Killing aristocratic families is really just for the emperor's favor?Want to be a lone minister?
Three steps.

60 years of failure, is it really because of lack of talent and lack of knowledge?

Four steps.

Three times of rebellion urgent reports, and even Qiongzhou chaos, the emperor left him with nothing but pure trust.

Either way.

To seek oneself, to seek others, to seek affairs, to seek the country, and then to seek the world.

It's time to plan for the world after you've been looking for yourself all your life.

Qiongzhou family?

Just do it with ease.

Jia Wuji suddenly bent down.

I bowed three times to the mighty general.

No one knew what he was praying for.

Is it the Son of Heaven?Is it Jiangshan Sheji?Is it the common people Li Shu?
Then he continued to take steps towards Xiao Yuanchang.

Every step is firm and powerful, and this dying body seems to be carrying a heavy burden.

Jia Wuji came to Xiao Yuanchang, handed out the Tiger Talisman with one hand, and said two times flatly:

"kill me."

"Ling Chi."

The world is chess, and he is just a small chess piece.

Whether it is loyalty or treachery, black or white, why is it so clear?
It is much easier to leave a bad smell for thousands of years than to live a long life.

It was like a fire was burning in Jia Wuji's heart.

Let's mess up, let's all mess up, this devastated world, everyone in the world has had enough!

After two beeps.

Jia Wuji didn't have any more words.

Looking into the distance, I don't know what kind of future I see.

And the sudden reversal of his attitude caused all civil and military personnel to fall into contemplation and shock.

Lian Han was promoted to such a general, he didn't understand what happened at all.

Xiao Yuanchang already knew it in his heart.

Before, he really didn't like Jia Wuji's ruthless methods.

He is even quite afraid of the self-respect of his soldiers.

I also felt that if the emperor's war in Gaozhou did not go well, the old guy might rebel immediately.

But this time.
Xiao Yuanchang suddenly picked up the Jiu Jue on the ground.

He bowed his hands to Jia Wuji in respect, and then took a drink.

Although there was no wine in it, it showed my respect.

After that, he took over the Tiger Talisman.

"Jinwu Guard listens to the order!"

Xiao Yuan often pointed out those noble and important ministers who had been feasting to inspire people's hearts.

Mr. Zhou and the old man were the first to bear the brunt, there was not one left, they were all taken down.

"Suppress the rebellion with me!"

Without these eight thousand elite Jinwu guards, there was no response from the Donghu people.

There are Lian Han promoted to the army, plus some talents who have come to vote one after another, as well as counties that have not yet fallen.

Qiongzhou can be flattened.
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In the Wang's mansion at this time, Wang Zhao held another banquet.

In the wide main hall, dozens of people were seated.

In front of everyone's table, there are good wine and good food, and there are beautiful maids serving them.

"The prince is a good method!"

Someone raised his glass and exclaimed:
"In this way, Qiongzhou has been taken down, whether to establish a new master, or to seek refuge with Donghu, all under my control!"

"You don't have to worry about being held accountable by that Liu Zhi'er!"

"I'm afraid the Marquis Liu back then was nothing more than that!"

Wang Zhao smiled, raised his glass and said politely:

"No, no, that Jia Wuji is a trick set up by the Donghu people."

"The old man is just using one or two."

"This glass of wine, I respect you all!"

He drank it while talking.

And the heads of aristocratic families all over the room also raised their wine glasses and drank freely at the same time.

A few days ago, they were panicked because their daughters were acting stupid collectively.

Everyone knows that the emperor will not sit idly by, and will inevitably use this to suppress the wealthy and noble families.

When the army returns to the division, there will be no good fruit for them.

But now, the situation is reversed!
Just easily calling on the aristocratic family to revolt, they occupied most of Qiongzhou.

Later, Jia Wuji's edict to enshrine the king even attracted Donghu people as foreign aid.

Now that Qiongzhou is stable, I'm afraid that Liu Zhi'er is in Gaozhou, and after hearing the news, he is too busy to take care of himself.

How can I go back to Shi Qiongzhou if I have the energy to spare?

Wang Zhao drank a full glass again, and said in an awe-inspiring manner:
"Nowadays the world is in chaos and the people are hanging upside down. We should think about recuperating with the people in order to report to the imperial court and bring peace to the people.

"However, for his own self-interest, Liu Zhi'er did not hesitate to toil the people, forced the people to transport grain, and paid taxes with stock funds. All insightful people in the world are outraged!"

"The old man is just doing his best for the sake of the great Han community."

Wang Zhao put down the wine jue, stroked his long beard, and muttered:

"It's just that Jia Wuji is a vicious person, and he is also a hidden son left by the Donghu people, so we must guard against it."

"Especially with eight thousand elite soldiers in his hands. In this troubled world, there are soldiers who have a foothold."

A kind of aristocratic family nodded and discussed.

It was also because Jia Wuji was not on the same side as them after all, so he had to find a way to kill him, and even if he couldn't kill him, at least he had to minimize the threat.

Wang Zhaosi thought about it and suggested:

"Why don't I hold a banquet to celebrate, and invite Jia Wuji to a banquet."

"To kill him with poison during the banquet, when the time comes, the Jinwu Guards will have no leader, and it will not be difficult for us to surrender."

"At that time, there will be no threat from the Han army outside, and there will be [-] elite soldiers inside. Whether it is to establish a new king or join Donghu, there will be discussions."

"East Hu Ba Bu, maybe they want to win me over!"

When people from the aristocratic family heard the words, they suddenly felt that their eyes suddenly opened up.

If it is done in this way, wouldn't it be equivalent to Cao Hou back then, coercing the emperor to order the princes?

Seizing the world is definitely not something you can count on, but taking advantage of the Han Dynasty for profit, prosperity and wealth is definitely indispensable.

Everyone was convinced and praised Wang Zhaozhi's excellent strategy.

At this moment, Wang Zhao's mansion was surrounded by Jin Wuwei.

"what happened?!"

A servant came to report in a hurry, but it never occurred to him that it was Lian Hansheng who led the Jinwu Guard.

"Where's Jia Wuji??"

Wang Zhao's expression changed drastically, and everyone at the banquet also fell down one after another.

Lian Hansheng is undoubtedly a diehard loyalist to the emperor, and now he is leading the Jinwu Guard, could it be...
Jia Wuji was one step ahead, and was poisoned to death by people like Xiao Yuanchang and Lian Hansheng?

"I never thought that Xiao Yuanchang and Lian Hansheng, who usually look upright, would actually do such a despicable and shameless thing!"

"Maybe it was Wei Jishu who did it, that sheep nose is extremely ugly, he is the one who can do such a thing!"

In the words, he completely forgot his strategy just now.

"Wang Zhao, you bastard, why don't you die quickly!"

Whizzing--

Suddenly a sharp arrow broke through the window and passed through Wang Zhao's hair.

"He wants to be captured alive?"

Wang Zhao had no doubts about the old general's archery skills. If he had tried to shoot him just now, he would have died.

"Where is Jia Wuji?!!!"

Lian Hansheng in the courtyard paused his hand pulling the string, closed his eyes suddenly, and sighed in his heart.

There was no howling, no screaming, no begging for mercy, no begging for death, no cursing.

Cai Shikou said that the old man who was hacked into pieces was just blindly silent amidst the anger of the crowd watching the crowd.

Deathly silence, with light in the eyes.

Lian Hansheng still remembered Jia Wuji's violent remarks.

Said, "These people don't know what is right and wrong. As long as the person killed is higher than them, richer than them, richer than them, they are secretly happy."

I also remember that when Jia Wuji first debuted, he praised Yu Wen, the leader of the rebel who was afraid of pain, to Ling Chi.

But it's just a breath of time.

Lian Hansheng regained his determination and said:
"It's late at Caishikou!"

Wang Zhao in the room was already terrified.

In this case, how could he not know what would happen?
No matter what happened to Jia Wuji, their consequences must not be much different from Jia Wuji's.

Ling Chi!
Thousands of cuts!

"Poison, poison wine."

With a trembling voice, he wanted to take the poisoned wine and drink it himself.

Don't be poisonous to others, just give yourself a whole cup first, and talk about it with less pain.

But the next moment, Lian Hansheng had already rushed in.

None of these people stayed, all Lingchi.

In this way, it is worthy of Mr. Jia's plan.
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Liu Ke is in the city of Hepu County, picking rice.

Today's big man has a good appearance.

He fought the battle himself for more than a year, and he can finally take a little rest.

With the two generals Yue Shaoqian and Di Han, I can feel at ease and enjoy a little bit of enjoyment in the city.

"Report!"

Suddenly a messenger came to report.

"speak."

Liu Ke was not in a hurry, and continued to pick the delicious rice.

Most likely it was the good news from Yue Shaoqian, just in time for an appetizer.

"Jia Wuji is the Khan King of the Eight Divisions of the Donghu, and each of them is crowned king!"

"what?"

The chopsticks in Liu Ke's hand were suspended in the air.

What is this operation?
Is Jia Wuji a real rebel or a fake rebel?

Could it be the internal response of Donghu people?

Shouldn't it be?

Shouldn't old silver coins be fishing?

After catching a wave of the family, they came to stabilize the rear. What do you want to do by making the Donghu people king?
I really can't figure it out.

The next moment another messenger rushed over out of breath.

Push the orderly in front directly to the ground.

Hastily said:
"Urgent report!"

"Jia Wuji died, and now Master Xiao and Old General Lian have taken over the Jinwu Guard and led the army to put down the rebellion!"

"Dead?"

Liu Ke pushed the table suddenly, and the rice was directly covered on the table.

His eyes were blank.

After a while, I came back to my senses.

Also understand what happened.

With Jia Wuji's move, there are already countless carvings in one arrow.

The Qiongzhou Rebellion gave the army in Gaozhou the opportunity to steal the last [-] troops of the Qiyan Department.

Let the eight tribes of Donghu start attacking each other.

It also cracked the last plan of begging Yan Sirie.

Cleaned up the family.

Maybe it can also prepare for the subsequent imperial examinations.

Even the creditors who raised the stock were wiped out.

There is no need to pay back the money.

But what Liu Ke is more concerned about is that what Jia Wuji paid for this was his life.

Although the old man is already 79, it is estimated that he will be 80 this year.

It's getting old.

"I thought about asking Mr. Jia about the future strategy."

A pang of grief for no reason came to my heart.

Liu Ke's chest heaved violently.

He gripped the chopsticks tightly, his knuckles turned white from the force.

His hands trembled slightly, as if silently resisting this reality.

Sad emotions, after all, make people feel powerless, and his eye sockets began to turn red.

"Walk."

"Prepare the donkey."

"Where is my donkey cart?!"

(End of this chapter)