This speech was not loud, but to Jiang Ziwen, it felt like a bolt from the blue, which made his mind blank and his ears continued to tinnitus.
He opened his lips slightly and looked at Xiao Shizhu blankly. His arms hanging on both sides of his body were trembling in his wide sleeves.
Ah Zhong was not just his servant after he came to the underworld. They had already met on earth before Jiang Ziwen's body was destroyed.
After thousands of years of friendship, Jiang Ziwen suddenly received the news of the other party's death. How could he not stay where he was?
"The day after you made this request, I sent a spy to pick him up, but it was still late. Sorry! This is the news sent back by the spy." Xiao Shizhu said with shame and took the quilt in his hand.
He accidentally kneaded the wrinkled note and handed it to Jiang Ziwen for a look: "It is said that Ah Zhong was driven out of the Ghost Sentence Hall when you came to our country and fell into the streets; because of his poverty, he froze to death on the winter solstice last year.
On the street.”.
Jiang Ziwen took the note blankly, his eyes slowly turned. After scanning the contents on the paper, the daze in his eyes gradually turned into resentment.
Although Xiao Shizhu did not say that, and the information did not state that the Emperor of Fengdu drove A Zhong out of the Ghost Sentence Hall, Jiang Ziwen was not an official in Fengdu City overnight. He knew that this must be allowed by the Emperor of Fengdu.
Otherwise, the ghost servants in the Ghost Judgment Hall would not like A Zhong's past virtue of being arrogant and blessed. At most, after Jiang Ziwen fell into trouble, he would leave A Zhong and do a lot of dirty and tiring work.
It's not like killing them all.
Jiang Ziwen recovered from his senses, clenched the notes in his hand with red eyes, and clenched the two rows of teeth in his mouth. When his heart was angry, he secretly sweared: "Old thief in Fengdu, I must make you pay blood.
And the price of tears!”.
Xiao Shizhu didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him: "The ghost cannot be resurrected when he dies. You are so sad, don't be too sad and hurt your body."
After Jiang Ziwen took his head a little, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
The Luofu Mountains surrounded by endless woods are still so hot that the ghosts are suffocating. On the streets where curses are heard one after another, skinny ghost slaves can still be seen everywhere, whipping the guards and working hard.
On the top of the mountain, Du Ziren's Luofu Hall was silent at this moment.
Du Ziren, whose forehead was bulging, his eyebrows were raised, and his face was full of anger, sat silently on his throne, and looked at the civil servants and military generals under him with wide eyes.
None of the ghosts present expected that Xiao Shizhu's revenge was so fast that it was astonishing, and his methods were strange and cruel.
The 70,000 elite soldiers and generals gathered by Du Ziren were gone in vain within just one month. Even the Bashe Army, which was later sent to recover the lost territory, suddenly lost contact half a month ago, as if it was from the Southern Man.
The earth evaporated out of thin air.
Du Ziren then organized several retaliatory attacks against Chongqing Shanguan, but they all ended up with heavy casualties and returning in vain; and the revenge army sent by Xiao Shizhu was still in the north of his vast territory and was happy to implement it.
harassment and raids.
This army that penetrated deep into the enemy territory often attacked the east and west with elusive devils, which made the southern barbarian generals unable to defend themselves and had a headache.
Wherever they even went, they were contrary to the hierarchy of the underworld for thousands of years. They actually opened warehouses and released grain unscrupulously. They were not captured by the ghost slaves under Du Ziren, but released them all, so that they could be successively on the land of the Nanman.
Many civil unrest have occurred.
What Du Ziren couldn't understand the most was the defenders of Chongshan Pass; originally in response to Xiao Shizhu's harassment, Du Ziren planned to come and go to Jiuyou Kingdom. However, the enemy's southern border was steep and ridges, if they did not take down Chongshan Pass first
, it cannot open the door to Jiuyou Kingdom.
But after sending troops to attack Chongshan Pass several times, they all went but never returned.
This is what puzzled Du Ziren the most!
It was obvious that his soldiers had shot and killed the guards of Chongshanguan. In theory, this was tantamount to destroying the spiritual pillar of the border army of Jiuyou Kingdom. At least the guards of Chongshanguan would also be afraid of the Southern Barbarians because of this.
But he soon discovered that he was wrong. The spiritual pillar of the Jiuyou National Army has always been not just a general, but Xiao Shizhu, who was sitting high in the Tianquan Hall in the Yuque Palace.
And under the leadership of Xiao Shizhu, the soldiers and soldiers in Jiuyou Kingdom, and even the unarmed people, developed the good habit of revenge.
Therefore, Bai Jin's sacrifice made the defenders guarding Chongshan Pass, and even all the border troops on the southern border of Jiuyou Kingdom, wished that the Southern Barbarians would come to their doors automatically, so that they could kill the enemy and vent their anger quickly.
Only then did Du Ziren realize that he was not pinching soft persimmons at all, but stirring up a big hornet's nest.
Deep in his heart, a trace of regret arose.
And he summoned several ministers today to discuss the war against the Jiuyou Kingdom. There is no need to continue?
"Your Majesty." After the ghosts were silent for a while, a one-eyed soul wearing dark gray armor, held a sword and bowed to Du Ziren, shouted out the wishful thinking in his heart: "Just Jiuyou
The country has only ten counties of land, and after a few wars, its vitality was severely damaged. It was just luck and strength to defeat our army several times. If we can strike while the iron is hot, we will definitely destroy this country in one fell swoop."
As soon as this statement was spoken, it immediately resonated with the military generals present; they nodded without thinking, and said in a slight manner: "Yes, Your Majesty, Jiuyou Country is nothing more than good luck."
"Luck can't be something that comes with every time."
"Continue to attack at this time, it can have the effect of hitting the iron while it is hot."
The huge hall immediately became noisy.
Du Ziren was so angry that he couldn't help but frown; his men were simply stupid. Although Xiao Shizhu was unstoppable at the moment, he still didn't know how to avoid his sharp edge.
After hearing these excited words with high emotions, Du Ziren began to doubt himself. Why did he recruit such a group of brave and unscrupulous ghosts to be his subordinates?
His eyes, full of disgust, swept across the noisy ministers' faces, and finally fell on the calm face of one of the civil servants.
"Huh?" Du Ziren was surprised softly, which calmed the generals who spoke to themselves. Then he looked at the civil servant's clear eyes, and asked: "Song Dingbo, why don't you speak?"
During his lifetime, Song Dingbo was the one recorded in books on earth, a legendary man who sold ghosts in Nanyang.
Generally, this kind of human soul has only one ending after going to the underworld, that is, he is charged with a crime of abducting and trafficking of ghosts and thrown into hell to suffer forever; but Du Ziren was a border guard trusted by the Emperor of Fengdu, so he tried his best.
In the end, Song Dingbo was redeemed from hell and stayed by his side and fulfilled his loyalty.
From then on, this man's soul managed all the ghost slaves in the Southern Barbarians for Du Ziren. In order to give high officials and generous salaries, Song Dingbo even formulated the rules for the first night of a female ghost slave to marry, and he had to sleep with Du Ziren first for the first night of a bastard rule to please Du Ziren whenever a female ghost slave gets married.
.
While pleasing Du Ziren, many ghost slaves in the Southern Barbarians were afraid of their rulers.
But I forgot that Song Dingbo is also a ghost now. How can I be so anxious to do this?
"Your Majesty." Seeing him ask, Song Dingbo hurriedly bowed and said slowly: "There is an old saying in both Yin and Yang realms, saying that you must first calm your home if you fight foreign countries. I believe Your Majesty also knows this."
"Now the foreign war may be slow." In the silence, Song Dingbo paused and said his advice to the left with most of his colleagues: "Your Majesty has not only rebelled against Fengdu, but also against the Mo family. In this way,
If you continue to be enemies with Xiao Shizhu, you will inevitably be surrounded by enemies."
As soon as he said this, although he received angry gazes from many war generals, he also received a slight jaw and praise from Du Ziren.
"Stop talking." Du Ziren glared at the generals who were about to refute, and immediately shut up.
"The information we received was that the Mo family had already started the operation. They sent Mo Xia and Mo people to sneak into our country, assassinate the generals, and burn the granary and armory." Song Dingbo pointed his head and said proudly: "Yu Rong"
You must first settle the inner world outside, and Your Majesty was once a disciple of the Mo family. You should know that the Mo family has a great influence in the underworld, and first solving the threats from Mozi and Mo families is the primary task; otherwise our country will soon fall into internal and external troubles."
Little did they know that the driver behind all this was Xiao Shizhu.
After Du Ziren was silent for a long time, he agreed to Song Dingbo's plan by pointing his head, but also asked: "What should I do with Xiao Shizhu's harassment?"
"Jiuyou Kingdom has just experienced several major wars and captured the land of the former Fire King Wu Hui, and it is urgent to stabilize everywhere." Song Dingbo raised his lips and showed a sly smile: "Your Majesty just send an envoy to Jiuyou Kingdom for request.
I believe Xiao Shizhu would have been unable to sign a truce agreement with him."
"Please seek peace?" The general who was the first to speak could no longer help it. He strode to Song Dingbo, glared at the other party who was shorter than him, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you are talking about?
In this way, where is Your Majesty’s dignity?"
Song Dingbo did not reply, but just looked at him with a smile, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
"Shut up!" Du Ziren suddenly shouted angrily: "A thing that is brave but not resourceful; don't know how to avoid its edge, let me go back to your position."
Hearing this, the general hurriedly bowed his head and replied with a "promise!" and retreated unwillingly to where he was standing.
"Just do what Song Qing's family said." Du Ziren had made up his mind, glanced at the faces of the ministers below, and then fell on Song Dingbo's face: "But this envoy to seek peace, who should I send to the envoy to send
go?".
"I am willing to send an envoy to the Nine Nether Kingdom for Your Majesty." Song Dingbo immediately met and bowed slowly: "I will definitely fulfill my mission, and I will definitely sign this truce agreement." (To be continued)