Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 84 Great service! (2)

  The government conducted a severe interrogation of the injured person, the fifth child, but no matter how he asked, he could never remember what happened. Even how he ran into the snow and how he was still holding a sword, he was completely at a loss.

   However, when the officer presented the token and map to him, he couldn't hide his identity and purpose.

   "Yo, the little prince of Mobei!" The official gave him a vicious kick.

  Mobei, the neighboring country of Dazhou, is also the enemy of Dazhou, bordering Kashiqing in the northwest. The relationship between the two sides has always been tense, but due to their equal strength, they are at peace with each other.

   "Xiaojun Wang, what are you doing with the map of our Great Zhou Palace? Are you going to assassinate the emperor or the queen?" After speaking, the official kicked him again.

  Xiaojun Wang pursed his mouth aggrievedly, he just came to play, okay? What a slap in the face, he doesn't even know martial arts! Didn't you see him hurt? Do you know how it hurt? When practicing swordsmanship, I stabbed myself!

The fine-skinned and tender-skinned county king couldn't stand the torture at all. Before the red hot iron was out of the oven, he screamed like a pig, "Ah—it hurts—it hurts to death! Help! It's terrible! !Oh my God!"

  The officer was yelled so hard that his head hurts, he took off his trousers, and planned to get a whip. Anyway, he came to prison. I'm sorry for the professional ethics of my buddy!

  Unexpectedly, before the whip hit his leg, the little ancestor cried again: "Don't! Don't! Don't cut me! I haven't touched a woman before—"

   "Pfft—" The official spat out, this... this can't be judged.

After   , there was really no trial. His wound was inflamed and he fainted.

   This dizziness, the Tai Hospital almost failed to rescue him.

   After the rescue came, the official came again. The official wanted to say that you are weak, so let’s ask here, do you still have comrades?

  Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, the little county king was so frightened that his face turned pale, he hugged the mama who was feeding the medicine, and said, "Don't, don't hit me, I said, can't I say it?"

  The official was speechless, did Lao Tzu beat you?

The little county king said very aggrieved and arrogant: "We came with five people to assassinate your esteemed emperor. If you only catch four, then it must be my eldest brother who escaped. You can't catch me. Brother, don't bother. Let's think of a way to solve your Kashiqing battle! My father's army of 100,000 people has quietly overwhelmed the border!"

  If I were your father, I would kill you as fuck!

  A traitor...

  A hundred thousand troops are quietly pressing down on the territory, it is right to say yes, and it seems wrong to say no.

   That's not ten soldiers, but one hundred thousand! What is the concept of 100,000? They are all overwhelmed, but there is no awareness here. Did all the soldiers in Kashgar sell sweet potatoes? Are all sentinels blind? Are all cavalry deaf?

   Your Majesty is going crazy!

"Check! Check it out for me! Are those people not capable enough to notice it, or are they aware of it but some people hide it from the report? I don't believe it anymore, my country, my Kashiqing, will make such a big deal out of me. Here comes the basket!"

Isn't    a big basket? If he doesn't catch these people in time, will he be assassinated? As soon as he is assassinated, will the 100,000 army in Mobei break through the border of Kashgar?

   His country was almost taken away!

After   's anger, His Majesty was frightened for a while, and after a short breath, he asked, "Who caught them?"

   The waiter replied: "It's not like they were caught by anyone, it's just a few of them who suffered the consequences..."

  The internal attendant recounted the murder experience of several people according to the official statement, and then said, "The monks of Putuo Temple went down the mountain to put out the fire. They happened to meet the comatose Xiaojun Wang and brought him back to the temple."

   Xiaojun Wang was a key figure. Fortunately, he was not burned to death, and fortunately he was caught. Otherwise, they still don't know the situation of the 100,000 army in Mobei!

"Just? Do you know how many lives this 'just' saved?" Just happened to go down the mountain, just happened to catch the unconscious Xiaojun Wang, just happened to learn about Mobei's ambition, and just happened to grasp Mobei's weakness... All this is Isn't it just a bit of a coincidence? It's like someone carefully designed the game.

   But soon, His Majesty laughed again, impossible, impossible. Such a big credit, if it was really designed by someone, it would not fail to jump out and claim the credit.

   His Majesty leaned back in the chair and said, "The son of Lord Mobei is in my hands, would he dare to move a **** in the army of 100,000 people?"

   If he dares to move, I will crush his son to death!

   The inner attendant suddenly realized: "Miaozai, Miaozai wow!"

   His Majesty's mood was relieved: "Putuo Temple, you have done a great job!"

The inner room flattered and said: "This is also His Majesty's love for the government and the people, and it is the joy of God. It is God who has really cleaned up those Mobei, but God has given the credit to His Majesty with the help of Putuo Temple!" In the end, it is still His Majesty's credit!"

  Who doesn’t like to hear flattery? What's more, His Majesty thinks what he said is reasonable. All those people died unexpectedly. Isn't this God bless him? His Majesty was overjoyed: "Anyway, it was Putuo Temple who had good intentions to fight the fire, so they got this good fate. According to my will, this year's sacrifice will be held in Putuo Temple."

   "Abbot! Abbot!"

  bang! Bang! Bang!

   The little novice fell three times in a row, his nose bruised and his face swollen, and the fourth fell into the abbot's arms.

Abbot    tapped him on the head amusingly: "What's the matter, making you so anxious? Don't remember how your master and brothers taught you?"

   The little novice stared wide-eyed and stammered: "Emperor...Emperor...Emperor...Imperial...Sacrifice, to be...in our temple...raise..."

   The word "line" is not finished—

  !

  The abbot shook his hands and dropped a cup: "What did you say? Say it again!"

   The little novice took a few deep breaths and adjusted his respiratory tract: "Your Majesty has a purpose, the annual royal sacrifice will be held in our Putuo Temple, the official document... The official document has been sent!"

  The abbot refused to believe what the little novice said, and it was not until the **** in the house handed over the official document to him that he was sure that this great news was true.

   (end of this chapter)