fast wear never regret

Unfortunately, the proud Mu Geyang would not agree.

That guy, because he said Manbie is good, he is angry and unhappy, should he say something else to comfort him?

Zhong Wei was thinking about it, and Mu Geyang's voice lightened again: "You are right, one punch is hard to beat ten feet, if an alliance between tribes is stronger than a single country, I can take the lead!"

Zhong Wei: "..."

Should we follow history, or submit to fate after a futile struggle?

Just when Zhong Wei was distressed, another news suddenly came out: the king is going to die!

Zhong Wei wondered, the monarch became seriously ill a year later, why did he suddenly fail? But I can’t control so much, it’s time to appoint the next monarch!Is it Mu Jiu, or Mu Geyang?

The priest said, Look at the will of God!

Zhong Wei went to the priest's room to see what he was preparing for the sacrifice.The priest did not reject Zhong Wei, what's more, Zhong Wei and Mu Geyang had a good relationship. The priest who could see the wind and the wind would answer Zhong Wei's questions: "Mu Jiu is the eldest son, as long as there is no vision in divination, the king will belong to him." .”

Visions, such as a good day, a sudden storm, and a giant dragon appearing in the sky; or, a sudden blizzard on a hot day; or, a hundred wooden cards thrown by the priest, all facing up or down;It is impossible for people to change the sky, so how can there be such a coincidence that the situation will change suddenly on the same day?Divination is originally a matter of probability. There are a hundred or so wooden cards, and without using props, the magician can't throw all heads or all backs.

Isn't this the meaning of Fumujiu being the king?

At this time, a crisp voice suddenly came out: "Master Priest, are you there?"

Looking through the window, it was Mu Jiu, smiling, and Yan Nu who was following behind was holding a gorgeous black wolf skin in his hand.

Zhong Wei was stunned, and glanced around. The priest’s room was decorated with hanging bacon, beautiful stone knives, neat silk clothes, and warm and spacious bearskin quilts. If you can get it, look at the greedy light shining from the priest's fox eyes.Zhong Wei suddenly realized, no wonder the priest was vague about the candidate for the monarch, and it turned out that he had taken advantage of Mu Jiu.

Seeing Zhong Wei there, Mu Jiu leaned against Yan Nu, and smiled delicately: "The fourth brother is also here, and I am about to ask the priest to divination. Look at the black wolf skin that Yan Nu hunted. How?" Manbie (Yan slave) on the side was very calm, as if he really hunted the wolf fur; the sophisticated priest also had the acting skills not to lose to the actor, picked up the wolf skin, and put it in the sun to caress carefully.

Mu Jiu's painstaking efforts to hand over the throne to Mandi, is really a saint of love.

Sure enough, if you want to save him, don't let him be the king.

Zhong Wei made an excuse and left.

He walked under a birch tree, weighing the next strategy.Mu Geyang ran over and grabbed his shoulders without warning: "Why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Is there something wrong?" Zhong Wei couldn't push it away.

"It's okay, but I will feel flustered and uncomfortable if I don't see you." Mu Geyang smiled heartily.

Mu Geyang has no fighting spirit to fight for the throne, and it is even more impossible for others to take the throne. Are you going to risk the world to collapse and forcefully change this matter?Mu Geyang is the key person, and Zhong Wei had to ask him what he thinks: "If you were asked to choose between countries and families, what would you do?"

"Fight and die for your country."

"What if there is a vision in the sacrifice in the day after tomorrow, you become the king, and the eldest brother is unwilling to give up the throne, what should you do?"

Mu Geyang was stunned: "Impossible."

"why?"

"Since I was a child, I have watched the priests divination countless times, and I have never seen any visions." Mu Geyang showed a bright smile, "Brother has a benevolent heart, and he will be a very good monarch."

Which of your eyes guessed that he was a good monarch?

If you could have predicted it, you would have picked up the broom and swept him out of the house long ago!Mu Geyang didn't want to turn against his brother, and Zhong Wei couldn't force him to fight over the bull's head to drink water, but he still decided to take a risk.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the sacrifice.

The people of the tribe knelt piously, and the old monarch was lying on the wooden chair with his eyes half drooped, and he was dying.

On the neat bamboo platform, priests wearing green-leaf hats performed crazy dances, and the bamboo platform creaked and creaked as they were stepped on.Zhong Wei raised his eyelids slightly, and saw that the priest was going crazy, as excited as if he had taken drugs—this one was really drugged, and Zhong Wei had been looking for the hallucinogenic mushrooms he had picked for a long time.The priest jumped and jumped, grabbed the wooden sign in one hand and threw it out of the bamboo platform. Everyone opened their eyes and was about to look at the wooden sign.

There was only a loud bang, and the priest disappeared, including the man and the green hat, leaving only a big hole in the bamboo platform.

The crowd was stunned.

The old monarch was so frightened that he pulled away at that time, Mu Geyang let out a cry, and quickly ran over to see his father, and Mu Jiu fell to the ground.Many tribesmen who had been relieved hurriedly pulled the priest out of the hole. The poor priest's face was covered with green leaves, his face turned green, foaming at the mouth, and his eyes turned white.

Another tribe screamed, "Why are the hexagrams full of ants? Is this a vision? Priest? Priest!"

It is not uncommon for later generations that honey attracts ants, but it was not common at that time.Zhong Wei stood still, his eyes quickly swept across the crowd, trying to see who would have a huge reaction because of these visions: Mugeyang was calmly observing the monarch; People in the world are very calm, and they are also observing everyone's performance.The two looked at each other, Zhong Wei's eyes sharpened suddenly, Manbie covered his eyelashes and ran over to help Mu Jiu.

"The monarch is dead..."

Someone yelled such words.Zhong Wei suddenly spun, his ears seemed to fly past a large flock of sparrows, and they rushed away with a buzzing sound.The old monarch was supposed to die a year later, but he was frightened to death by Zhong Wei's actions. Two years later, how could this be the result.Zhong Wei was in a trance, seeing large flakes of snow falling, whether to cover or melt the world...

"Zhong Wei, wake up." Someone's voice got farther and farther away.

It seems that this time the collapse took an unusually long time, Zhong Wei sighed: too much force, the mission failed, and the world will be covered with snow in the next moment...

"Zhong Wei, are you awake?"

There is no blue sea water, but Mu Geyang's tough face in front of him.Zhong Wei grabbed his hand, stood up halfway, and looked around eagerly. There were still earth walls and thatched cottages around him. He breathed a sigh of relief and fell back on the bed with a bang.Thank God, what a miracle, as long as the world remains, there is a chance to save it.

Mu Geyang held Zhong Wei's hand, buried his head in his chest, and held his hand tighter and tighter.Soon, Zhong Wei felt his chest getting hotter and hotter, as if it was getting wet.

"Zhong Wei, are you awake?" Mu Jiu stepped into the room with white grass tied in mourning on his head.

"Big brother..."

"Brother has become the king, you have to change your mouth and call him Jiujun." Mu Geyang raised his head, his eyes were red, and corrected with a hoarse voice.

During the seven days when Zhong Wei was asleep, Mu Jiu succeeded to the throne, and Mu Geyang was made a national general.The priest had many visions that day, but they were all attributed to the ominous omen of the old monarch's passing.Although the people of the ethnic group were talking about it, but Mu Geyang supported Mu Jiu, what else could others say.

After tossing and tossing for a whole day, Mu Jiu still became the king, and Zhong Wei had mixed feelings.

"Zhong Wei, you shouldn't eat those strange herbs indiscriminately, otherwise you wouldn't be poisoned. But thanks to the herbs you picked, you fought poison with poison and saved your life." Mu Jiu smiled brightly.

"Poisoned?"

I have never picked poisonous herbs, where did the poison come from?Zhong Wei suddenly became enlightened, enlightened!

He wholeheartedly wanted to mess up the sacrificial scene, but he didn't know that the mantis was in front and the oriole was behind, so he didn't guard against others' cruel attacks on him.who?A face popped up in my mind: Manbie.In that chaotic scene, Zhong Wei's position was very far away, but Manbie looked at Zhong Wei for the first time, which showed that he knew what would happen next - Zhong Wei would faint, and Manbie was confirming the result.

Zhong Wei struggled immediately: "I want to see the old monarch."

"It has been buried."

"Let me go to his house to pay homage, otherwise, I will feel uneasy."

Moved by Zhong Wei's "filial piety", Mu Jiu agreed with him to go to the house covered with white sow grass.Zhong Wei carefully inspected every corner, and found that one or two stalks of hay fell suspiciously.He also collected the dregs of the herbs that the old monarch ate last. Thanks to the cold weather, they did not rot.After checking, he suddenly realized: the old monarch was not scared to death, but was poisoned to death.

It was not directly killed by Zhong Wei, so the world did not collapse.

Zhong Wei calmly boiled these medicinal residues into soup, and let the chicken out of the cage.Mu Geyang asked curiously: "Why did you give this chicken the herbal dregs of daddy? It's not sick." The innocent chicken was extremely thirsty, and when it finally found water, it began to peck and drink impatiently.While drinking, it suddenly fainted.

Mu Geyang was dumbfounded.

Only then did Zhong Wei express his conjecture: the old monarch was poisoned to death, and the medicine dregs was the ironclad evidence. A few days before the sacrifice, he had been groggy because he drank a small amount.Mu Geyang was so angry that he clenched his fist and said: "Who is the murderer, I will make him pay with blood!"

Zhong Wei couldn't just say who did it: "Who gave the medicine? Who cooked it? Who approached the old monarch before he died?"

Priest's medicine.

The servants cooked it.

Mu Jiu, Mu Geyang and several blood relatives have all been close to each other.

Mu Geyang is a smart man, and quickly investigated: "Although the priest is greedy, he can't do such a cruel thing; the servants don't have the guts; we were close to him before he died, how could we... In short, relatives Absolutely not, you better pay attention to strangers." Very well, he noticed Manbie.

"Really?" Zhong Wei pretended not to understand.

"Your poisoning is also very suspicious. You know more about herbs than priests, and you have never been poisoned before." Mu Geyang looked very embarrassed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Before the sacrifice, I saw my elder brother put on your meat. Sprinkle herbs." Zhong Weiai crushed all kinds of herbs and sprinkled them on the meat as seasoning, but Mu Geyang didn't care.

"Brother?!" Zhong Wei's heart was in a mess: I was focused on saving him, and he was digging holes for himself, so what's the point of saving him!Save your sister!Judgment system is disordered!

"I asked him after your accident, and he swore that you usually put those herbs, and that you took other herbs. No, I have to ask him!" Mu Geyang turned and walked out the door.

Zhong Wei glanced at it:

The old monarch died a year early; Mu Jiu succeeded to the throne a year early; Manbie appeared two months early and carried out the assassination hastily instead of waiting for the opportunity calmly.

why?

In the previous life, Mu Jiu's succession was very stable; in this life, due to Zhong Wei's interference, Mu Jiu's position was shaken.Man, don't be afraid of Ye Chang's dream, so he simply strikes first, kills the old monarch, and helps Mu Jiu up while his popularity is still there, otherwise it will be troublesome when Mu Geyang takes the throne.As expected of Mandi, no one can match his adaptability, but it is a pity that he met Zhong Wei in this life.

How to expose his identity and true colors?Through Mu Geyang's mouth, should Mu Jiu discover it himself, or simply let the clansmen witness together?No matter which one is enough, you can't bear it!When Zhong Wei was thinking about the countermeasures, when he looked up, he found three or two ethnic groups walking outside the house, and he was a little puzzled.

Suddenly, an old priest with oily lips came in, and said with trembling hands, "Zhong Wei, the old monarch treats you like his own son, how can you bear to attack him?"

Zhong Wei was startled.

A few strong boys surrounded him, and they couldn't help but restrain Zhong Wei with his backhand, tying him up.Zhong Wei let out a cry of pain, half kneeling on the ground, gnashing his teeth, he knew that Manbie was one step ahead of him again!

In front of the throne.

Mu Jiu was aloof, as cold as ice.

The priest complained bitterly about Zhong Wei’s evil deeds: poisoning the old monarch, causing the old monarch’s sudden death; deliberately corrupting the sacrificial altar and attempting to murder the priest; intentionally tampering with the divination sign and disrupting the divination results... Zhong Wei became more and more frightened the more he heard it. In addition to murdering the old monarch, Manbie has been following him all the time!

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