Be an emperor from drawing cards

Chapter 6

"Isn't it really Minggong's doing?"

Looking at his old benefactor, Wu Yizhi took a deep breath and asked softly.

As General Huang's confidant and adviser, he knew his benefactor's ambitious heart, but he absolutely didn't want to see him get the notoriety of "regicide" because of this.

The initiator, there is no future?

This kind of precedent must not be set by one's own benefactor!

Huang Jingming stood up, solemnly arched his hands in the direction of Shenjing, and then said solemnly: "I, Huang Jingming, have been favored by the emperor in this life, and I have been favored by the late emperor and given the important task of entrusting me. How can I do such a rebellious thing?"

Faced with Huang Jingming's answer, Wu Yizhi, as a smart man, did not continue to ask. Instead, he held his hand and said solemnly:

"Nowadays there is no master in the country, and the empress dowager is an old woman in the palace, what insight can she have? Today, the son passed away, the universe is in turmoil, and the safety of the country is in the hands of the general. The misfortunes and fortunes of the people are all in the hands of Minggong. I hope the general will be quick." Make it quick, if it is too late, there will be a change."

Wu Yizhi made it very clear that he hoped that Huang Fuguo could take advantage of this incident to make further progress. By then, his prestige in the court would be unmatched.

"In Yi Yizhi's opinion, who can establish the Zhao family's clan as emperor?"

The old man sitting at the desk asked seemingly casually.

"Everything is decided by Duke Ming. Does anyone in the palace dare to go against Duke Ming?"

Wu Yizhi bowed and replied.

He is very clear about his position, that is, a simple counselor.It's better for him not to get involved in this kind of thing.

"Old man, if there is Yizhi, you will be half-sly."

Seeing Wu Yizhi's "fearful of avoiding him" look, Huang Fuguo pointed at him and laughed and cursed.

"How can Yizhi's identity be compared with that of the eldest son?"

Wu Yizhi replied with a smile.

"Okay, tell the generals in the camp to discuss the matter in the tent of the Chinese army tomorrow morning."

"Here!"

After Wu Yizhi left the tent, Huang Jingming pondered for a long time, and finally got up and walked towards the rear army where the craftsman camp was located.

"I have seen the General!"

Seeing Huang Jingming coming, all the craftsmen stood up and saluted.

"You are exempt."

After waving his hand to signal the craftsmen to stand up, Huang Jingming asked, "I wonder if Mr. Tian is in the camp?"

A leading craftsman hurriedly said: "Master Tian is making equipment in the back."

Hearing this sentence, Huang Jingming's eyes lit up. Could it be that that person has created some new type of weapon?

After thinking this, Huang Jingming said nothing more, waved his hand, and walked directly towards the depths of the craftsman camp.

"When, when, when..."

In the depths of the craftsman's camp, the sound of iron objects colliding came to Huang Jingming's ears.

When he opened the curtain, he saw an old man in [-]s wearing brown fur, staring intently at the sword embryo in front of him, hitting it with the hammer in his hand.

As sparks splashed in all directions, the sound of hammers and sword embryos colliding continuously formed a passionate melody.

Huang Jingming didn't bother, but stood aside with caged hands, waiting quietly.

The old man didn't seem to notice Huang Jingming's arrival. He was still forging the sword embryo without raising his head, not even the slightest change in the hammering rhythm.

It wasn't until the old man threw the sword embryo into the pool beside him again that Huang Jingming said:

"Jingming met Brother Tian."

Although he was a great general of a country, he did not dare to be rude in the slightest when facing the old man in front of him.

The old man surnamed Tian laughed, handed the tools in his hands to the disciples beside him, and after signaling them to leave, Fang Zheng said:

"Brother Jingming is busy with personnel. If you can come to this old man today, you will go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do. Brother Jingming has the grace of saving my life and the meaning of protecting the Mo family. If you have any request, just ask. If I Tian Weisheng can Do it, never give up."

This old man surnamed Tian is none other than Tian Weisheng, the powerful man in charge of the Mohist ranger faction.

At that time, the great son of the Mohist school was assassinated and died, and the Mohist group had no leader. Soon after, they were divided into three groups, namely the Ranger Sect, the Argumentative Sect and the Youshi Sect.

The ranger faction was the strongest, and was jointly targeted by the debate faction and the Youshi faction, causing heavy casualties.As a great son of the Ranger School, Tian Weisheng had no choice but to take his disciples on the road of exile, and was finally besieged by the Canglong River.

At this critical time, thanks to Huang Jingming's rescue, he escaped unharmed.

After that, Tian Weisheng led a group of disciples into the Chu Kingdom and became a hidden card in Huang Jingming's hands.

The reason why Huang Jingming was able to win consecutive battles, in addition to his own military strategy, the support of the Mohist ranger faction also played a very important role in it.

"Brother Tian is still so forthright." Huang Jingming laughed, without talking nonsense, and directly explained the purpose of his visit, "I have heard that there are secret methods to detect the will of heaven among hundreds of schools."

Seeing what Huang Jingming said, Tian Weisheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Brother Jingming, I do have this method in my hands. However, I asked too much, is there something wrong in the court of Chu?"

Huang Jingming also simply said in a low voice:

"I'm not going to lie to Brother Tian. Brother Tian did not guess wrong. There was an urgent report from Shenjing that His Majesty died in the palace two days ago. Moreover, before His Majesty left, he did not leave any heirs behind."

"His Majesty died? That's how it is!"

A gleam of clarity flashed in Tian Weisheng's cloudy eyes.

"Brother Jingming can tell the old man the names of the clan's children who are qualified to inherit the throne. The old man casts their bronze statues overnight, and uses secret methods to ask the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth where the real dragon is."

"Okay, just as Brother Tian said." Huang Jingming nodded emphatically, "Whether the fortune of the Great Chu Kingdom will flourish or decline in the future, I will leave it to Brother Tian."

After finishing speaking, he took out a brocade silk that he had prepared long ago and put it in Tian Weisheng's hands.

On this brocade silk were written the names of dozens of clan children, and among them, Zhao Yu's name was also prominently included.

"I cast the bronze statue all night, and at noon tomorrow, I asked the general to prepare three animals."

After Huang Jingming left, one of Tian Weisheng's apprentices walked into the tent and whispered in his ear:
"Juzi, why don't you tell the general that these secret techniques, whether successful or not, will consume at least ten years of your life, Juzi?"

Tian Weisheng shook his head slightly, and said:
"The scholar died for his confidant, and the general took us in, so that my lineage of rangers can gain a foothold. What kind of kindness is this? I am a Mohist, and I am even a giant, so I can't do this kind of thing. Things. Cut the nonsense, start the stove and light the fire, I will be busy tonight!"

The next morning.

When Huang Jingming came to the craftsman camp again, the first thing he saw were dozens of bronze statues half a person tall.

Under the reflection of the morning sun, the bronze statue shone brightly.

"Brother Jingming, fortunately you have lived up to your fate."

Seeing Huang Jingming coming, Tian Weisheng cupped his fists and said.

"Thank you Brother Tian."

Huang Jingming breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you prepared all the animals?"

Tian Weisheng asked.

"It's all ready."

"Okay, without further ado, I will go to Mount Fuyu soon to worship the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth and ask about the real dragon!"

Not long after, Huang Jingming led his trusted military officers and counselors, as well as a group of personal guards, along with dozens of bronze statues and sacrificial animals, together with Tian Weisheng, towards the top of Fuyu Mountain.

(End of this chapter)