"Father! In the past, you acted openly and aboveboard. You always took others into consideration. You loved the people like a son. Even if you were as humble as a servant, you were not willing to let others harm you. You were a model of humanity. You always acted in an honorable way. Now you treat your uncle without guilt.
Disaster and punishment, this is not the way of a human emperor."
Yin Jiao knelt on the ground and begged. Di Xin looked at his son and said in a low voice, "Do you know that if you let him go now, if he is really allowed to stand up, how many people will die and how many will be left widowed."
"Father, the conspiracy only lasts for a while, but it cannot last long. If Jiang Wenhuan really rebels in the future, even if he dies, he will not regret letting him go today."
What Yin Jiao said made Di Xin stunned. He looked at Jiang Wenhuan, whose legs were disabled and his body was blurred, and then at the three Jie Jiao Immortals who were looking at him eagerly.
He could only sigh and then said, "Since Jiang Wenhuan can walk out of Emperor Qiu, I should abide by the agreement and let him go."
As soon as Di Xin said this, Yin Jiao stuffed a pill into Jiang Wenhuan's mouth. Then Jiang Wenhuan woke up leisurely. When he heard what Di Xin said, he looked at him coldly, but did not thank him.
words.
"But before that, Jiang Wenhuan also has to fulfill his condition."
"Your Majesty, please speak."
"Who is this holy girl of the Zhengjue Sect? Where is the baby in her arms?"
Di Xin suddenly asked such a question, which made Jiang Wenhuan stunned, and then said, "I only heard that this body is a Rongren. As for whether she is holding a baby in her arms, I don't know."
Not hearing what he wanted, Di Xin felt frustrated for a while, and could only plan to go to Zhengjue Sect to ask the master. Then Di Xin asked Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao to look at Yin Jiao, and then disappeared alone.
In front of Yin Jiao...five
Yin Jiao didn't know why, and was about to ask Wen Zhong about the situation, when suddenly Donglu soldiers roared in from a distance.
Jiang Wenhuan looked at the Donglu soldiers swarming in front of him in shock. He knew that these belonged to Yin Hong, but the purpose was self-evident.
"gather!"
With a will, Jiang Wenhuan directly summoned his 10,000 soldiers, but these 10,000 soldiers were insignificant in front of the tsunami-like Donglu soldiers.
The Donglu soldiers directly surrounded Diqiu and surrounded him tightly.
And Yin Hong, who was riding a tall horse, walked directly in surrounded by a group of soldiers.
It's just that this Yin Hong is very different now. Although he is only thirteen years old, he has the aura of a superior person. He is also surrounded by the luck of Donglu, and is faintly blessed by the light of merit. He looks like a human king.
When the two brothers met again, they never expected that it would end like this.
Yin Jiao looked at his younger brother. Although he wanted to go forward and hug him, he held back. He only listened to him say, "Brother Hong! This Jiang Wenhuan also made an agreement with his father that as long as he can get out of Emperor Qiu, he can be let go.
, Father has abided by the agreement, please make way for Brother Hong and let him go."
"Brother! I don't need to tell you Jiang Wenhuan's identity. If you let him go, when will Donglu be at peace? How can I act with loyalty? What's more, if I let him go today, how can I explain to these Donglu soldiers?"
Yin Hong had a complex expression on his face. As for the so-called "political affairs" in his position, Yin Hong was now the master of Donglu, and his thoughts were naturally different. Facing his political enemy Jiang Wenhuan, letting him go would undoubtedly let the tiger go home.
"What Brother Hong said is wrong. This Jiang Wenhuan is his mother's brother. How can he harm him? What's more, the leader of our sect has ordered that Jiang Wenhuan should not die. He must be kept safe. Doesn't Brother Hong not know that this Jiang Wenhuan is serious about calamity?"
Is it important?"
Yin Jiao said Hong Di, but his tone could not help but become more serious. It was obvious that Yin Jiao was already angry at this time.
"Brother, don't you know that Donglu belongs to Jiejiao, and Master Chan's ancestors can't control Donglu?"
As soon as Yin Hong said these words, the whole situation changed drastically, and Yin Jiao's face suddenly darkened.
"What? You learned some skills in Jie, but you don't even listen to your brother's words?"
"Brother imposes himself on others, but Shu Hong cannot agree!"
The two brothers became more and more choked as they talked, and were about to start a fight, when Wen Zhong walked out directly.
"Can His Highness Jiao and His Highness Hong give me a piece of noodles?"
After all, Wen Zhong was a lonely and important minister. Emperor Xin was not here at this time, so it was just right for him, an old minister, to come out to dissuade him.
"Master Wen, please tell me!"
The two brothers raised their hands at the same time to show their respect for the Grand Master.
"This Jiang Wenhuan is originally the Marquis of Gunzhou. Your Highness, Hong, is not guilty of attacking him. He really shouldn't have done it, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."
Wen Zhong did not mention that he was the son of Dong Bohou, but only said that the title of Marquis of Gunzhou was real. Even though Yin Hong was the lord of Donglu and commanded the two hundred princes of Donglu, he could not attack him without guilt.
"this……"
If others asked, he could deny it, or use the conflict between Jiang Wenhuan and Jiang Huanchu to tell the story, but Wen Zhong was different. He knew many secret things, and could even be said to be a witness.
"It's just that the soldiers commanded by Jiang Wenhuan are Donglu's soldiers. They are recruiting soldiers outside and may be criticized by others. It is reasonable for His Highness Hong to take them back."
After Wen Zhong finished speaking, Yin Hong smiled and thought to himself, after all, it was Taishi Wen who said this, and he was very beautiful.
"Master Wen..."
Yin Jiao was a little anxious, but he still resisted the urge. Seeing this, Wen Zhong couldn't help but nodded.
"As a general, a horse should lead the way; as a commander, he should rule the world. Your Highness Hong is the master of Donglu and should follow the right path. The Marquis of Gunzhou privately recruits troops and exceeds the establishment. He must report to the Yin and Shang court before he can
But to restrain the Marquis of Gunzhou, this is what Dong Bohou, who is the pastor and guardian, should do."
"this……"
However, Yin Hong hesitated. Wen Zhong's meaning was very obvious and convincing, which made him have to consider Wen Zhong's words.
For a moment, the entire scene fell into a stalemate.
…
On the other side, Di Xin entered Zhengjue Temple and suddenly found a large number of monks surrounding the saint. These monks were reciting scriptures all the time.
These scriptures have no real effect, they can only speed up the awakening of the power of faith in the saint.
"Ruo'er!"
Just as Di Xin was about to go over, he was stopped by an old monk.
"Old monk Subhuti has met King Shang!"
The old monk's whole body was wrinkled, and his skinny skin was dimly glowing, as if he was about to die.
But even this old monk who was about to die had a very bright light in his eyes.
"Subhuti? What is your relationship with the Western sage Zhunti?"
Di Xin turned to look at the old monk, hoping to find some clues from his appearance.
"The old monk is just a practicing monk of Zhengjue Temple. I was lucky enough to give some advice to the Marquis of Gunzhou. The front is our sect's holy land. If King Shang wants to visit, please come back."
After hearing this, Di Xin smiled and secretly thought that this old monk was unwilling to admit his identity.
"I'm too lazy to care about your relationship with the Western religion. But that woman has to be saved, so I would like to ask Master to make it easier for me."
"King Shang! That woman is a saint and the secret of our religion. Please don't do this, King Shang."
"Oh? Saint? Where is this saint's child now?"
Di Xin suddenly asked, causing the old monk's eyebrows to suddenly change, and he said, "How did you know that the saint has a son?"
But then the master changed his mind, but he accidentally let it slip.