After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

Nangong had already been cleaned last night, and the corpse of Nanyang Palace and the belongings of the former owner of the Wei family were cleared out. Although the whole palace was in a state of depression, it was considered clean.

Huai Zhen quite disliked this palace with its gold and jade on the outside and the inside on the inside, and Wei Yong's hands would be dirty if he touched the dragon chair that Wei Yong sat on.

But he still wanted to meet those Nanqi officials who were still in the city, or who hadn't had time to escape, in the main hall of Nangong.

In the list sent by Ning Yuanqiu, there are quite a few senior members above the third rank.These old ministers were all in important positions. If they want to control Nanqi for a period of time, relying on ready-made talents is the best choice.

Ning Yuanqiu was well aware of the situation in the Nanqi court, so he clicked on the person "Zhao Lan" in the list, and said to Huai Zhen: "Nanqi's military officers fled to death, and these scholars are the only ones left. He is a second-rank official, a rising star among civil servants, quite talented, but a tough one."

Nanqi's strong generals, such as Li Pei, had already died under the guns of Huaizhen, and the rest of them were all fled on paper. Half a month before the subjugation of the country, he fled north under the escort of soldiers.

Those who remained were civil servants who had no power and power during the turbulent period.

Huai Zhen glanced at the name of the "hard bone", and said with disdain: "Use it if you can use it, and kill it if you can't use it."

Although these people are useful, they are not rare rare talents after all. Otherwise, Nanqi would still be able to subjugate the country?

Kill it if you can't use it, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Not everyone is like Chu Shao, who deserves Huai Zhen to force him to live.

Soon, Nanqi's former officials came to the main hall under Tu Wei's "friendly escort".

Hundreds of civil and military officials, those who died and those who fled, are now scattered, and there are only about ten people left.

These ten people were not all loyal to the emperor and patriotic. Most of them were caught in the main hall because they ran too late and had nowhere to escape.

"Your Highness, thousand years old." Two civil servants knelt down before actually walking in front of Huaizhen, shouted "thousand years old", and then fell to the ground like mud.

Standing on the high platform of the main hall, Huaizhen was not surprised to see this situation: "Mianli, who are you two?"

"My minister, Zhang Shu, was once the envoy of the old country."

"My minister, Sun Ming, used to be the official doctor of the old country."

They consciously called Nanqi "the old country".

Ning Yuanqiu reminded at the right time: "Since His Royal Highness King Yu, who has kneeled before me, Zhongqin, it would be inappropriate to wear Nanqi's official uniform."

The two men immediately took off their official uniforms, took off their official hats, discarded them like shoe shoes, and knelt down in their white underclothes.

Huaizhen said: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Since they have surrendered to Zhongqin, they will naturally not treat you badly. I will protect your property and life. You also need to do something for Zhongqin's Qizhou City so that I can see it." Your loyalty and sincerity."

After the subjugation of Nanqi, it was merged into the territory of Zhongqin and renamed Qizhou.

The two civil servants hesitated for a moment, but finally knelt down to thank them and completely betrayed the old country.

Tu Wei, who was waiting outside the hall, led the two out, the knife in his hand was now in its sheath.

Just now they escorted this group of people into the main hall, and the blade was directly exposed, one is for deterrent effect, and the other is that if someone resists halfway, it will be convenient to cut them with one knife. It can be seen that King Yu's patience with this group of people is really very limited.

"So what about you?" Huai Zhen glanced at the remaining eight people in the main hall, "Are you going to be an old minister of Nanqi, or an official of Qizhou?"

"Huai Jiugu, do you think Nan Qi is that kind of person without integrity?" It was Zhao Lan who spoke, he was a civil servant, but his voice was very loud.

He was also the only courtier who really planned to live and die with Nan Qi when the country was subjugated. The others did not escape, but he did not want to escape.

"I will never give in to a scumbag like you!"

"You are presumptuous!" Ning Yuanqiu shouted.

On the contrary, Huai Zhen appreciated his unyielding energy, and he asked with great interest: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Tell me, how can I be despicable?"

Zhao Lan was indignant: "Winning or losing on the battlefield is naturally determined by swords and swords. Wei Yong is incompetent. I have nothing to say to ruin Nanqi's future, but you shouldn't use Chu Shao as a cover!"

Huai Zhen thought to himself, it turned out that he was complaining to Chu Shao.

"You must have seen it too. It was Chu Shao who took the initiative to make out with me today."

"You fart!" Zhao Lan jumped straight to the center of the main hall, almost pointing at Huaizhen's nose and scolding, "What kind of person is Chu Qingxu? If you didn't drug him or use other methods, he would have treated you Doing that... that kind of behavior! You must have used a trick!"

He was really right, and Huaizhen was not annoyed, he had already made a move.

"If Chu Shao saluted me in front of you, how would you treat me?"

"No way!"

"How do you know it's impossible?" Huai Zhen asked back.

"...If Lord Hou really treats you..." Zhao Lan admired Chu Shao quite a lot, and didn't want to use such ambiguous words to tarnish him, so he could only say, "I swear to follow Chu Shao to the death, if he really bows down to you, I will recognize you as master!"

"Okay! A word from a gentleman."

With a big wave of Huai Zhen's hand, Wen Yan in the inner hall understood, and he went to invite Chu Shao.

Although Chu Shao was waiting in the inner hall, he was busy feeding the rabbit with carrots. The rabbit ran around, and he chased after it, sweating all over. He couldn't hear a word of the conversation in the main hall.

It wasn't until Wen Yan came to invite that Chu Shao stopped playing, remembering what Huai Zhen asked him to do yesterday.

"Young Master Chu, later on, you need to use Nanqi etiquette to salute His Highness."

Seeing that Chu Shao was having a great time playing with a rabbit, Wen Yan worried that Chu Shao was a playful person, so he sent Chu Shao to the front of the main hall, and repeatedly told him: "From entering the main hall, you need to kneel down Three times, press your forehead to the ground, knock loudly, and then kneel down in front of His Highness, this is considered a complete ceremony."

Kneeling a prince of an enemy country with such a big ceremony is undoubtedly rubbing his dignity on the ground. No matter how proud a person is, performing this kind of ceremony can wear away half of his arrogance.

But Chu Shao was ignorant, he didn't have this kind of consciousness at all, whatever Huaizhen asked him to do, he would do it.

Chu Shao, who was raised in love with Gu, regards Huaizhen as the sky and Huaizhen as the ground. Even if he knows that some things seem unreasonable, he will eventually give in to his almost crazy love for Huaizhen.

The second day after the poison entered his body, it was the time when the poison was at its peak, and the red cinnabar on his earlobe was so bright that it dripped.

Chu Shao couldn't think normally at all. When he stepped into the main hall, he saw several strange faces, and one of them looked at him with fiery eyes, but these people were not enough to constitute a landscape in Chu Shao's eyes.

He only has Huai Zhen in his eyes, as long as Huai Zhen is in his sight, everyone else is empty.

Huai Zhen met his gaze, condescending, bearing the air of a prince.

Chu Shao knelt down towards him, kept his hands level with his shoulders, palms together, and then touched his head to the ground, thinking of Wen Yan's instructions, knocking loudly.

This sound seemed to hit Huaizhen's heart, and it also hit everyone's ears.

"Master Hou! Master Hou, what are you doing?!" Zhao Lan didn't want to believe the scene in front of him, he wished he could rush forward to help Chu Shao up, but he was held back from behind, not allowing him to go forward.

When Chu Shao raised his head again, his forehead was already red.

Unaware of the pain, he got up and walked a few steps, knelt down again, and kowtowed again.

There was still a muffled sound, and the main hall was empty. This sound seemed to have an echo in Huai Zhen's ears.

This was the sound of Chu Shao being deceived by him, throwing away his dignity and arrogance, and touching the cold and hard floor with his fragile forehead. In order to satisfy his selfishness and desire for vanity, he knocked louder and louder again and again.

This time he raised his head, his forehead was already red, swollen and bruised.

Whenever he got up and raised his head, Chu Shao's clear eyes were always the first to look at Huai Zhen, his eyes were wet, and there were tears of pain in his eyes.

Huaizhen's hands behind his back were clenched into fists. He couldn't bear it, but he didn't intend to stop it.

In the past three years, one of his obsessions was to make Chu Shao kneel in front of him and beg for mercy and admit defeat.

In a sense, he has achieved his goal.

Chu Shao's kneeling today will soon spread throughout Nanqi, and spread across the border northward. People who don't know it will think that King Xiaoyu, who was shot off his horse three years ago, finally got his shame.

Only Huaizhen himself knows that all this is deceiving himself and others.

Chu Shao got up again, his mind was a little dull, and his eyes were blurred for a moment, as if he lost his strength after knocking his head twice.

Thinking of Wen Yan's exhortation, he took two steps forward, walked to the steps in front of Huaizhen, bent his knees again, and knelt down.

This time he didn't have much strength, his voice was knocked silently, and he struggled a few times before raising his head again. His forehead was cold, and two fishy-smelling liquids slid down from his blurred vision.

For the rest of his life, Huaizhen will never forget Chu Shao at this moment: his forehead was bruised, blood flowed down, staining his clean face, Chu Qingxu's eyes were still clear, and he looked up innocently and ignorantly. Looking at Huaizhen, there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

King Yu would not have imagined that Chu Shao kowtowed to him three times today, even if he knocked back 99 kowtows in the future, Chu Shao would not look at him more.

"Chu Shao..." Huai Zhen was finally willing to step off the high platform, he squatted down, raised his hand to cover the wound on Chu Shao's forehead, the blood soaked his fingers, and suddenly shouted furiously at the people around him, "Are you all blind? ! Go to the imperial physician!!"

Everyone in the hall was shocked by the scene just now, but Ning Yuanqiu reacted quickly and went to find Murong You himself. He walked in a hurry and almost fell, as if he fell out of the hall.

Chu Shao was exhausted, he fell forward powerlessly, Huai Zhen held him in his arms, Chu Shao held on to his consciousness, and asked Huai Zhen, "Are you happy?"

He did all this just to make Huaizhen happy.

Because Huaizhen told him yesterday, "As long as you kneel down and salute to me, I will be happy."

"Are you... happy?" Chu Shao must get this answer.

Huaizhen was like being stabbed in the back by thousands of needles, he couldn't answer.

He spent half his life as a soldier, with countless human lives on his hands, but there was never a moment like this, when he felt that he was really inferior to a beast.

After all, Chu Shao couldn't hold back, closed his eyes and passed out.

Zhao Lan on the side fell to the ground, crying as if someone had taken her virginity away. He was crying for Chu Shao who was kneeling, for Nan Qi who was subjugated, and for himself whose faith had collapsed.

Even Chu Shao bowed and knelt down, Nan Qi had no hope of revival.

Those seven civil servants, following Zhao Lan's collapse, finally recognized this cruel fact. They knelt down towards Huaizhen, just like the two people who had resigned themselves to their fate before, knelt down on the ground, and shouted for the prince Chitose.

King Yu's goal was achieved, but he didn't want to enjoy the kneeling obedience of this group of people. He suddenly felt tired of these red tapes.

Murong You was dragged into the main hall by Ning Yuanqiu, and was shocked to see Chu Shao's face covered with blood.

Huai Zhen picked up Chu Shao, left everyone in the main hall, and rushed to the inner hall.

The author says:

Those eight civil servants: We, Nanqi, seem to be doomed!