"Now that all the sects in the world know that I killed Pope Kuzhou, I have no way out and I have no intention of surrendering to the Qin Dynasty." Yao Ji knelt down and expressed his stance.
"You will serve as Mu Qingkong's deputy general."
Zhao Huaizhong said: "Go down."
Yao Ji stood up, feeling secretly disappointed.
He brought the Kuzhou Sect, one of the three sects and nine sects, to join Ye Yu Mansion, hoping to obtain a position at the level of Zhonglang and Nine Generals.
Not only did he fail to achieve his wish, he didn't even get the position of sixteen servants. He only became a deputy general under Mu Qingkong, one of the nine generals of Zhonglang, which was more than four or five levels behind his expectations.
But under the pressure from Zhao Huaizhong, he did not dare to say more and bowed and retreated.
"Mu Qingkong, Yao Ji was able to kill the Kuzhou Sect and then successfully take over most of the Kuzhou Sect's power, which shows his mental ability. You must remember that you cannot entrust him with life or death at any time." Zhao Huaizhong suggested.
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"I have noted it down," Mu Qingkong responded.
Zhao Huaizhong then ordered: "From now on, Ye Yufu's subordinates will work hard to collect information about Wei and Zhao.
In addition, we must pay close attention to the movements of the Xiongnu, including the relationships between the various Xiongnu ministries.”
All generals should respond.
After they all retreated, Zhao Huaizhong took out the two underworlds and the old stone bowl.
These three things are evil sacrificial vessels, and their breath is cold and makes people feel palpitating.
The two new underworlds were similar in shape to the one he gave to the ghost. They were like miniature ancient stone temples, but they were surrounded by holes and looked a bit like a honeycomb.
"There is more than one underworld..."
Zhao Huaizhong looked at it for a moment and said to Xin Wudi: "Bring Zhao Yan and the others here."
Not long after, Zhao Yan, Xiang Yi, and Yao Qian were brought in.
Two days of life as a prisoner made Zhao Yan's hair fall loose and his face pale.
When he saw Zhao Huaizhong sitting in the palace, he immediately said: "Do you want to humiliate me in retaliation for the grudge you had when you were a hostage in Handan?"
Zhao Huaizhong took out a scroll of bamboo slips glowing with yellow-brown light: "This was found from you. Wang Jian said it was a magic weapon given to you by your father Pingyuan Jun.
The ancient magic circle is engraved on the bamboo slips, which can move the space and avoid disasters."
Zhao Yan's breathing was a little heavy.
Lord Pingyuan once warned him to move the bamboo slips as soon as the sacrifice was over, leave the place of sacrifice, and then return to Zhao.
But he was confident that he had arranged it properly and would not be noticed so quickly. He did not follow Pingyuan Lord's instructions and was not in a hurry to leave after the sacrifice.
By the time Wang Jian showed up, it was already too late for him to leave and he regretted it.
"Whose idea was it to sacrifice an entire city of Koreans?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"So what if it's me?" Zhao Yan said calmly.
"Did Mr. Pingyuan instruct you?"
"No, I want to personally destroy the fate of the Qin people." Zhao Yan straightened his back.
"A country's destiny is accumulated over time, and all the people gather together. You just want to use these few things to ruin the destiny of the Qin Dynasty?"
Zhao Huaizhong laughed and said: "Ants also think they can shake big trees.
To ruin a country's fortunes, it must be that the ruler is ignorant, the people are in dire straits, and disasters are everywhere.
Then, with the cooperation of external forces, it is possible to accelerate the decline of its national destiny. It is simply a joke to try to shake the foundation of a country with external forces alone."
Zhao Yan and Xiang Yi were stunned.
"It is all recorded in the ancient books of our sect... If you act according to this law, you can ruin the fate of a country. There have been examples of this before." Xiang Yi mumbled.
"The example you are talking about refers to the Yin and Shang dynasties? King Zhou was immoral, so some demons and evil people took advantage of his loopholes." Zhao Huaizhong said disdainfully.
Zhao Yan and Xiang Yi were stunned and speechless.
"How many of these underworld weapons are there?"
Zhao Huaizhong's inquiry contained the power of a saint and could not be refused.
Yao Qian responded almost subconsciously: "Since ancient times, there have been four underworlds, three of them have fallen into your hands, and one is in the hands of Bu Tian Dao.
But Bu Tian Dao has been hiding from the world in recent years, and Yin Cao has disappeared."
Xiang Yi continued: "Among our three sects and nine sects, five sects originally came from the same lineage. In addition to Qi Qing Dao, Chuan Tian Dao, Yin Nu Sect, there is also the Troubled Times sect that has always been mysterious and hidden.
Also, Butian Sect is the first of the five sects, and when the five sects are unified into one, it is the Tao of Tongtian that originated from ancient times."
Zhao Huaizhong said: "You and three other people sacrificed Koreans to plot Qin, and they should be punished for their crimes."
Zhao Yan sneered and said: "You want to kill me, do you know what plans my father has made for you?
If you kill me, you will not die soon. Under my father's arrangement, I have borrowed your luck a long time ago, and you and I are one and the same..."
Zhao Huai turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yan calmly.
Zhao Yan said firmly: "If I die, your luck will also decline, and your life will not be long."
"Then try risking your life to drag them out and kill them." Zhao Huaizhong said unmoved.
Mr. Pingyuan's calculations on his predecessor were completely destroyed due to his time travel. With his current level of saint, he has a very accurate judgment on his own misfortune.
Soldiers from Ye Yufu came forward and dragged several people out.
"Zhao Huaizhong, you will regret killing me." Zhao Yan's expression finally changed, and the blood drained from his face.
No one is completely unafraid of death, especially those who have grown up with good food and clothing.
Half an hour later, the three of them had become the dead souls of the executioner.
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The capital of the Wei people was Daliang.
In the Wei palace, King Anli sat on the throne.
He is dressed in a red and black royal robe, with a palm-width jade belt tied around his waist. He is slightly shorter than ordinary people, has an old face, half-white hair, and a somewhat stooped back, but his nose is high and his eyes are gloomy and majestic.
On the low seats lined up not far from him, several Wei ministers wearing official robes were seated.
The atmosphere in the hall was solemn.
"The prince of Qin has not yet reached the age of crown, and relying on the power of the saints, he dares to come and bully me, the great Wei Dynasty. This young son is ignorant and deserves to be killed."
King Anli's voice was old and deep. After speaking, he coughed lightly and blood oozed from his mouth.
The chamberlain beside him quickly took out a bright red pill and gave it to King Wei to take, but he threw the pill to the ground: "The blood pill refined by the alchemist in the palace has a strong smell of blood. I can't smell it."
I feel like vomiting."
The chamberlain turned pale with fright and knelt on the ground.
King Anli's health has always been poor. His younger brother Wei Wuji, the famous Xinling Lord in the Seven Kingdoms, died of illness a few years ago, and his health is getting worse.
Lord Xinling died of illness, which was directly related to the fact that King Anli fell into the Qin people's conspiracy and was suspicious of him.
At this moment, King Anli felt regretful again and said with emotion: "My younger brother Wuji also has the appearance of a saint. If he had not died, Qin Chu'an would have dared to bully our great Wei like this. I swear I will not let him go."
A serious look flashed across Wang Anli's cloudy eyes:
"The prince of Qin is just relying on the people of Qin for the fortune of the country. He is young and arrogant, and dares to bully others. I want to kill him and then hurry up. The ministers can have a plan."
"I think we can discuss the alliance with the people of Qi again?"
Some ministers advised: "The people of Qin have worked hard on water conservancy and have consumed a lot of money. Attacking Wei at this time has exhausted all their strength. If another country attacks Qin at this moment, Qin will definitely be able to withdraw its troops from Wei."
Another minister said: "It is better to cooperate with Qi than Zhao.
The Zhao people are much more reliable than the Qi people who are cunning and indifferent and have no personal pain."
King Anli flatly refused: "The Zhao people will definitely be invaded by the Xiongnu this summer. After the Xiongnu annexed the Guifang and other tribes, they will plunder like the wind and it will be difficult to defeat them.
If you join forces with Zhao, you will have to borrow its grain, grass, troops and horses to support the war. The Wei Dynasty will suffer many losses and will never join forces with Zhao."
The ministers were silent.
After the night falls, the stars twinkle.
Zhao Huaizhong returned to the Crown Prince's Mansion, took a bath and changed clothes, and then walked into the bedroom.
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