"Why don't you ask Xiao Jiu what he thinks!"

Xiao Jiu and his thirteenth brother were close friends, and he believed that Xiao Jiu would never betray him.

Just as Zhou Wuxi finished speaking, Zhou Wuhun raised his voice and said, "Okay!"

With a big smile on his face, he was so proud and dazzling, as if he was waiting for a good show, and he said unhurriedly, "Then let's ask Mr. Xiao if he wants to be the superior."

Hearing this, Zhou Wuxi felt inexplicably panicked.

The people who supported him were even more shocked in their hearts.

Xiao Jiu...how would you choose?

After saying this, Zhou Wuhun bowed his hands to the King of Qi.

"Since there are differences between the candidates recommended by my son and the fourth brother, why not ask my father to send someone to call them both, or take a face-to-face exam to see which one of them is more qualified for the position of superior!"

"Father, you can't!"

As soon as Zhou Wuhun said these words, Zhou Wuxi suddenly panicked. The person who knew Zhou Wuhun best was none other than Zhou Wuxi, who had always been at odds with him.

Looking at this posture, Zhou Wuxi already understood that Xiao Jiu might have switched to the other party's side!

That being the case, what else is there to compare?

Aren't you just trying to embarrass yourself?

"What's wrong, the fourth brother is afraid?"

Zhou Wuhun said coldly, standing with his hands behind his hands, his face full of contempt.

Poor Zhou Wuxi's fat figure suddenly broke out in hot sweat, and his face turned green and red. He tried every possible means to stop Zhou Wuhun's behavior, but the old King Qi who was sitting at the top thought for some reason and thought for a moment,

He said slowly, "That's right, let them go to the palace."

"Father!!"

"Thank you, father!"

Zhou Wuxi shouted out loud, but his subsequent words were directly suppressed by Zhou Wuhun's higher volume.

Seeing that the palace attendant who had delivered the message had already run out, and there was no room for turning around, Zhou Wuxi felt angry, turned his head angrily, and looked directly at Zhou Wuhun with round eyes, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

His expression gradually became fierce, and Zhou Wuxi was so frightened that he unconsciously looked away.

Ha...trash!

One look at Zhou Wuxi's stern and cowardly appearance made Zhou Wuhun look down on him from the bottom of his heart.

brother?

He doesn't have a brother who always gets in the way.

Not long after, Xiao Jiu, who was lightly armed, and another middle-aged man entered the hall at the same time.

This man was the elder brother of the beloved concubine. He was of medium height, but his slightly rickety back and overall aura looked inferior to that of a martial artist.

"Meet the King!"

"No gift."

The two of them knelt on the ground, and the old King Qi said softly, looking back and forth between the two of them.

I don't know what I was thinking in my mind, and said: "My third son and fourth son respectively recommended you two to be the leader of our Qi country. What do you think about this?"

Of course, this was not to ask whether they were willing or not, but to give the two of them a chance to show themselves separately. Whoever wins may get the position of superiority.

The two people who slowly got up from the ground stood with their hands down and looked at Zhou Wuxi. The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and immediately understood that Zhou Wuxi had recommended him. He was overjoyed and felt that he must not be the one to take the top position.

None other than.

Xiao Jiu now turned his attention to Xi Wuhun, who smiled at him, and it seemed that he was sure of victory.

The middle-aged man who happened to speak before Xiao Jiu bowed and bowed, his tone was light and tactful, as if he was talking in a cross talk.

"Reporting back to the king, thanks to the respect of the third highness, I am willing to recommend myself to the position of superior. From now on, I will do my best to serve the king and the country of Qi! I will not hesitate to do whatever I want!"

Xiao Jiu stood aside quietly, feeling that the other party might have made a mistake.

If these words had been said at the moment when He was crowned as the Supreme Being, it might have been more appropriate than it is now.

Many ministers in the palace also shook their heads after hearing this, or some who could pretend simply remained silent, but in their hearts they probably no longer knew how to organize the 'talents' recommended by Wu Xi this week.

Who can’t show loyalty?

Although Zhou Wuxi was not very smart, at least he was not blind yet. After observing the disappointed reactions of everyone in the palace, he wished he could just go up and kick this idiot to death.

If you shut up if you don't know how to speak, and dare to be the first to speak, aren't you deducting points from yourself?

Sure enough, after listening to the old King Qi, he jumped over to him without even responding, and turned to ask Xiao Jiu, "What about you?"

Xiao Jiu came back to his senses, calmly lifted up the hem of his robe, knelt down on the ground, neither humble nor arrogant, with a respectful attitude, he said: "It all depends on the king's will."

"Oh? It depends on your own will?"

A thought flashed through the eyes of the old King Qi, and his eyes swept over the three sons and four sons below. There was a hint of smile in his words, "If I want to grant this position of superiority to Zhang Qing, you have no choice."

Not angry at all?"

Zhang Qing refers to the man who competed with Xiao Jiu for the position of superior.

"Yes." Xiao Jiu lowered his head a little lower and replied, "Thunder, rain, and dew are all your kindness. I have no complaints."

Everyone present couldn't help but ponder these few words in their hearts, and then they all looked at the kneeling young man in the hall with complicated eyes.

The old King Qi narrowed his old eyes, and his gaze fell on Xiao Jiu. He was silent for a few breaths, and then asked, "What talents do you have that can make you better?"

Upon hearing this, the man next to Xiao Jiu panicked. Why did he still want to give the position of Shangzao to Xiao Jiu after hearing what the king said?

He wanted to say something and get another chance for himself, but fortunately Zhou Wuxi had the rare quick reaction to catch him and gave him a warning look.

"Don't be embarrassed!" Zhou Wuxi warned him in a very low voice. The man shrank his neck and stood back, not daring to make a sound.

Faced with King Qi's questions and the gazes of everyone, Xiao Jiu never felt embarrassed at all and remained calm and unbelievable.

His soft and gentle voice sounded in my ears.

"When I was five years old, I studied essays and dabbled in military books and classics. I have been practicing martial arts for ten years. At the age of thirteen, I personally led 20,000 soldiers and civilians in Xun County to fight against the 80,000 troops of the Red Lotus Sect. I won a great victory! I united with all counties in Chenzhou.

Guard the defeated refugees to go north and rebuild their homes."

"Suppressing the chaos, calming the people, rectifying Xun County, and eradicating all the evil bandits within a hundred miles, so that the county has no worries inside and outside, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Can this be considered a meritorious service?"

Each and every one of them, just a few words, reminded everyone present of the emergency in the Northland a few years ago.

At that time, most of the land in the north was almost occupied. Unexpectedly, traces of the Red Lotus Sect appeared in Xun County in the south. They reported to the court and asked for reinforcements. However, the court could not spare any manpower at that time. Everyone thought that Chenzhou would not escape the same fate.

, I didn’t expect that the tens of thousands of rebel troops would stop advancing on the territory of Xun County, and they were quickly put down without even setting off the sparks of war.

When the news came back to the capital, everyone started talking for a while. Who would have thought that Xiao Jiu was responsible for this beautiful victory?

But at that time, wasn't it said that the thirteenth son Zhou Wuping put down the chaos?

Someone looked at Xiao Jiu with confusion and curiosity.

The old King Qi, who was sitting at the top, also remembered it at this time. He thought about it and said, "I remember, you did it in the name of my thirteenth son. Later, Xi'er, who was entrusted with the apology document, presented it to me.

Later, Huang Xuan asked for credit for you, saying that you were forced by circumstances to assume the royal status."

Speaking of this, Xiao Jiu slowly lowered his head, as if feeling guilty.

"So I thought that you had both merit and fault, so I didn't give you a big reward, but I didn't punish you either. I gave you the title of Sheriff Xun."

Not long after the time passed, the old King Qi completely recalled what happened back then. He looked at Xiao Jiu with admiration in his eyes and deeper complex emotions, and asked slowly, "Is that so?"

Xiao Jiu respectfully replied, "Yes."

Then I heard King Qi ask with unclear meaning, "Now that you are bringing up old things again, do you want to prove your ability to others? Or...are you unwilling to do so?"

As soon as the last four words came out, people were frightened, and Xiao Jiu was no exception. There was a trace of surprise on his face, and he quickly explained.

"No, you are asking me about who can be worthy of becoming Shangzao. What I want to tell you is that there are many talents who can match Shangzao. However, it is up to you, your Majesty, to decide who sits on that position.

Let’s decide.”

"The civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty have gone through many years of hard work. Anyone who wants to sell their talents to the king can get a place here. However, where he is, it depends on who the king wants to use, where he wants to use it, and who uses it.

Let the king get what he wants, that's the key."

After saying this, the whole room became silent.

Everyone looked at the boy kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Jiu has a handsome face and clear eyes. He obviously looks like a small and innocent young man, but his words are much smarter than many old fritters here who are involved in the officialdom. He understands people's hearts well, and his words are more powerful than just flattering people.

Much!

After the silence, King Qi's laughter suddenly sounded in the palace.

The other party hadn't been so cheerful for a long time. He smiled, pointed at Xiao Jiu, and praised, "Xiao Jiu, very good, very good! I want you to be the crown prince of my country, are you willing?"

Xiao Jiu leaned over and bowed, calmly and naturally winning this battle without smoke.

"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty, for your trust."
To be continued...