There is only half a month left before the declaration of war at Sanyuan Pass.
Every day, Yan Ning led the palace people to offer incense to the sky and pray for Qi's victory. Apart from that, she no longer did anything useful for the war.
Qi Hengyuan recalled Yang Jing and Fu Shan and put them in charge of Guiyang City. He himself wore plain clothes and ran thousands of miles to Sanyuan Pass, met with Guanhou and Wuhou, personally deployed troops and commanded the battle.
Before the official declaration of war, everything was calm at Sanyuan Pass.
Jiangguo Palace, Emperor's Hall.
Uncle Jiang Wang sat in the highest dragon chair and looked in the direction of the door.
After a while, Jiang Chengchi walked in. He had dissatisfaction on his face, but he didn't get angry. After he got closer, he said: "Uncle Wang, although you are the elder, I am the king. Have you done something wrong?"
Jiang Chengchi refers to Uncle Jiang's behavior of sitting on his throne.
Such behavior is truly treasonous and unethical.
Uncle Jiang Wang ignored him and still looked straight in the direction of the door.
Jiang Chengchi's face was full of anger and he said coldly: "Uncle Wang, don't force me to be disrespectful to you!"
When the old Uncle Wang heard these words, he lazily raised his eyes, and then he seemed to notice Jiang Chengchi. He spoke, and although he was old, his voice was richer than Jiang Chengchi. Listening to his voice,
I couldn't tell that he was an old man at all, I could only think that he was a brave man in his prime.
He said: "Come, don't worry about being respectful or disrespectful. I am already sitting on your throne. If you don't dare to attack me, you are still not a man! If you are a man, come here. Don't call the palace servants, don't call the guards, don't call anyone.
Helper, just do it yourself. Not to mention that you knocked me down, as long as you can move me off the dragon throne, no, as long as you can move me by a finger's distance, I respect you.
He is the king, do you dare?"
Jiang Chengchi's face turned red and his neck was thick with anger, and he said angrily: "Uncle Wang, how dare you underestimate me!"
"I have underestimated you, what are you going to do?" Uncle Jiang added fuel to the fire.
Jiang Chengchi's tall body rushed over. At this moment, he didn't care about the majesty of the king. He rushed forward and grabbed Uncle Jiang's arm. Jiang Chengchi also practiced martial arts and had great hand strength. He didn't believe it. With his such a strong body
, I can’t drag this old thing!
Move a finger's distance?
Who is he looking down upon?
Jiang Chengchi used brute force to drag Uncle Jiang off the throne. He thought he could easily pull the old man off, but he was slapped in the face. No matter how hard he used, using his hands and feet together, he could not move Uncle Jiang even an inch.
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Uncle Jiang Wang sat there, looking at him coldly as if he were weighed down by a mountain.
In the end, the coldness turned into disappointment, and then into a deep hatred. Uncle Jiang raised his hand and waved it lightly, and Jiang Chengchi was thrown to the ground like a falling leaf, lying on his back in an extremely embarrassed state.
Before he could sit up, curse, or call someone to take down this old thing, a shrill cry and a frightened cry for help came from the door: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please save me, please save me."
Concubine!"
That voice is very familiar.
Ful!
Jiang Chengchi ignored his own embarrassment and immediately turned his head to look back and saw several sturdy soldiers holding Yu Fu. Yu Fu's body was covered with ropes and she was tied up and escorted in.
Jiang Chengchi was about to rush to save the man, but Uncle Jiang picked up the teapot next to him and threw it at him. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell forward and fell to the ground.