Chapter 200 200: Xiaocheng chaos (forty) [two in one]
彘Zheng Qiao didn't care about the rebellion between the two of them.
These two are just his defeated opponents.
Only by his kindness can he survive the life of a waste!
If I can win once, there will naturally be a second time.
What really annoyed Zheng Qiao was that among the rebels who participated in the rebellion, there were his henchmen! His capable ministers and generals actually chose to betray him, live up to his trust, and fall to his enemies!
This is what Zheng Qiao cannot tolerate!
All the confidantes he picked up by himself are like this, so—
Zheng Qiao's murderous eyes swept across the courtiers below. Every courtier who was targeted was like a light on his back, restless, and there seemed to be a ghostly wind blowing on their fragile necks. Hovering, it seemed to be stared at by a poisonous snake.
He pressed his white lips tightly, and the bloodthirsty killing intent rampaged in Zheng Qiao's chest, eagerly looking for a breakthrough.
"Do you have any countermeasures now?"
Every word is full of venom that sees blood and seals the throat.
The atmosphere was so frozen that it was suffocating.
Several weaker officials almost passed out and held their breath, and those who were slightly better were as pale as snow. Seeing this, Zheng Qiao, who was furious with thunder one breath, burst into laughter in the next breath, got up and walked to the side of the white-haired official who was shaking into sieves.
The white-haired official lowered his head and saw the brocade shoe under Zheng Qiao's feet come into view. He was instantly struck by lightning, his eyes went black, and he sat limply on the ground, his wrinkled hands trembling uncontrollably. The saliva was secreted crazily, which seemed to be a sign of getting out of control.
Emmm…
To be precise, it is a sign of a stroke.
They are too aware of Zheng Qiao's unpredictable character.
He will kill when he is angry, and he will kill when he is happy.
He won’t move important ministers with weight, but they are not so irreplaceable in comparison, and he doesn’t care if they die. The white-haired official happened to belong to the latter, and his upper-middle-level official position in the court was all through his seniority, which simply means longevity.
Those talented people who became famous when they were young and amazing when they were young, most of them will not live to middle age, let alone old age with silver hair.
Being able to live and have a great life is what he is most proud of.
So what if he is mediocre?
So what about talented and proud talents?
The sum of three or four is not as long as him alone.
but-
At this moment, he felt a strong panic that his life was about to enter the countdown. When seeing the square shoes Zheng Qiao was wearing, the panic reached its peak. As if to confirm his guess, Zheng Qiao's soft and gentle voice reached his ears.
Good to hear.
The sound of nature is nothing more than that.
falling into his ears, it is tantamount to ecstasy and ghosts sticking to his ears, saying "It's time, it's time to go". Zheng Qiao stretched out her hand, pulled him up with a gesture that could not resist, and asked him with a homely smile: "How old is Aiqing? How many people are in the family?"
Hearing Zheng Qiao's words clearly, the white-haired official's heart constricted, as if a cold poisonous snake had climbed up his vest, swallowing snake letters in his ears, hissing. He was so frightened that he clenched his sweaty hands, and said: "Nine out of seventy veterans, the family has more than eighty people."
Zheng Qiao was slightly surprised: "Nine out of seventy?"
This age is really the longevity of longevity!
It needs to be known that the average life expectancy of a man nowadays is only 27 or 8. Generally, he can call himself an "old man" after the age of 30, and it is considered "longevity and blessing" if he lives past 40. Fifty-sixty is even more unbelievable, the white-haired official in front of him is actually seventy-nine, and he will be eighty in a year!
Zheng Qiao's expression softened, and even his breath softened: "Emperor Wu once said, 'When people are old, they can die; their kindness is as wide as that of vegetation and insects'. In a prosperous and peaceful world, the king is wise and benevolent, and the prime minister is loyal and good. Everyone can live You have to live as long as Aiqing."
The white-haired official stammered and complimented: "The lord of the country is wise and wise, and he will surely lead us to create prosperity and peace for the people of the Geng country."
Zheng Qiao sneered and changed the topic.
"But—I think longevity is not a good thing."
The white-haired official's heart tightened.
"If everyone lives as long as Ai Qing, each family has a population of more than 80, and children and grandchildren will have children and grandchildren, there will be more people but the hundred grains will not increase..." Zheng Qiao sighed, dignified and regretful, "Ai Qing, have you ever thought about what the world would be like at that time?"
The white-haired official felt cold.
Zheng Qiao then talked about "Children Shou".
Bluntly speaking, some old people live a long time and become human beings after a long time. It is not a happy event, but it may also be a catastrophe, because his longevity is obtained from the life of his descendants! White-haired officials should have had many white-haired people give away black-haired people in recent years, right? Here lies the crux of the problem!
The faces of the courtiers became ugly one by one.
Which family does not have many old people?
Which family does not have a few children and grandchildren who died young?
Even if it is a baby who is reincarnated in the house of Zhongming Dingshi and carefully cared for by servants and servants, less than 80% of them will live to the age of enlightenment safely. Male heirs are better off. If they can live to the enlightenment age, sense the Qi of heaven and earth, and draw the Qi into the body, the bones of the body will be much stronger, making it difficult for evil spirits to invade, and the survival rate will increase. If there is no qualification, the chance of dying is the same as that of a girl, only 60%.
Not to mention the common people.
Seven or eight births and four or five deaths are all too common.
The death of a child is heartbreaking. Zheng Qiaolai said that the elders of the clan lived their children and grandchildren. How could the elderly courtiers feel?
The white-haired official almost fainted.
But he didn't dare, he was afraid that Zheng Qiao's revenge would be more vicious, and he knew that Zheng Qiao wanted his life. Die here or go home and pack up the underworld with your family, choose one of the two!
He trembled and said with tears in his eyes: "The old minister is stupid. He is not as thoughtful as the master, and his knowledge is not as extensive as the master. He didn't know that he had harmed the heirs of the family. It is hard to be ashamed and shameless. I implore the master to grant the old minister a death, and hope that he will serve the country again in the next life." Main effect."
Zheng Qiao burst out laughing.
Patted the white-haired official on the shoulder and said, "I'm sure."
Then ordered someone to give him a blunt rusty sword!
Zheng Qiao glanced at the other courtiers. The white-haired official had vented his anger and bloodlust, and his mood improved a lot. So he waved his sleeves and asked the white-haired official to play in the side hall. Don't spoil his mood here. , dirty the eyes of others.
As for the white-haired official tearing off the inner lining of his clothes and covering his mouth in the side hall, for fear of disturbing and angering Zheng Qiao by making a sound, and then killing himself painfully with the rusty blunt sword, that is another story.
Zheng Qiao asked everyone again: "Do you have any countermeasures now?"
The scalps of all the courtiers were almost numb and exploded.
You secretly look at me, I secretly look at you.
Even the small movements of rustling are extremely cautious.
"I have a plan."
Finally, someone (warrior) stood up.
All the ministers took a look, but they had no impression of this person.
As soon as he arrived, this warrior stood in a remote place outside the temple. He presumably was either a lowly official or a low-ranking official with little real power.
Secondly, she looks young, at most in her early twenties, and her immaturity has not completely faded. If you look carefully, you will also find that this person is very interesting—the facial features are exquisite everywhere, but together they are not outstanding. Belongs to good-looking but no memory points.
Forget it in the blink of an eye!
Zheng Qiao followed the sound and looked.
Raised his hand to greet the young warrior to come forward and speak.
The courtiers broke into a cold sweat for him. The young warrior didn't know what the crowd was thinking, and without stage fright, he stepped forward firmly into the hall. The sleeves of the clothes rise and fall accordingly, with a graceful and graceful appearance, which does not have a taste of elegance. After the warrior stood still, he saluted Zheng Qiao respectfully.
Zheng Qiao looked closely at the warrior.
Suddenly said: "It's you, what's your plan?"
The courtiers were secretly astonished.
There is no other, it is because Zheng Qiao's tone is too peaceful.
The insanity in his bones perfectly inherits the essence of the Geng royal family, and at the same time, he also carries it forward. The blue is better than the blue, and the characteristics are so distinctive that you don’t need to test blood to know that you are the Geng royal family!
His calm often has a prelude to storms, such as the white-haired official who has just been targeted by bad luck. These sleek and sophisticated old foxes are the best at observing words and expressions. How can they not be able to tell whether they are really calm or fake? So, it's amazing...
Who is this young warrior?
How could Zheng Qiao treat her kindly? ? ?
The young warrior didn't seem to expect that Zheng Qiao's attitude would be so peaceful. He was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his usual color.
He said: "The lord only needs to issue an edict."
Zheng Qiao pondered: "Decree? What decree?"
The courtiers had no expressions on their faces, and there was already a huge wave in their hearts, just like shouting emoticons—according to the previous rhythm, whoever said a word to Zheng Qiao, Zheng Qiao didn't care whether you had a good plan, and the punishment was light. The head will be separated.
A question and an answer?
Want peach!
The young warrior calmly put aside the sunny and dry thunder: "Write a call to crusade against the rebels headed by King Zhu, and issue an edict to call on people with lofty ideals all over the world. Regardless of their background, who can make contributions in the crusade, or be promoted to rank, or crack the soil King."
Courtiers: "..."
At this moment, their minds are buzzing.
I thought that the young warriors would stand up and solve their predicament, but I didn't expect it to be their reminder! When Zheng Qiao really said the words "crack the soil and seal the king", the toes knew how furious Zheng Qiao would jump, and it was foreseeable that he would wash the hall with blood!
The hall was quiet.
Not to mention whispering or breathing, even an embroidery needle can be heard clearly when it falls on the ground. Their nerves were tortured back and forth, and their psychological quality was slightly worse, and they would pee their crotch on the spot. Who knows, one breath, two breaths, three breaths...
After a full ten breaths, Zheng Qiao didn't intend to throw the table in anger, but just looked at the young warrior quietly, and the young warrior didn't evade, neither humble nor overbearing. Just when the heart rate of the courtiers went straight to 200, and the blood pressure was about to explode—
Zheng Qiao asked the warrior again: "Why?"
He asked the young warrior for an explanation.
Courtiers: "..."
Still not ready to kill?
Some people were frightened to think that Zheng Qiao was contemplating a more abnormal method, but some people vaguely realized that something was wrong. What is the relationship between this young warrior and Zheng Qiao?
Following this line of thought, I suddenly remembered something.
This young warrior has a nice face.
The young warrior said: "The snipe and the clam are fighting."
Zheng Qiao understood after a little thought, his eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Okay, ah, a snipe and a clam are fighting each other!"
Whether it is the rebel forces headed by King Xi, or the various forces emerging from the people, they do not have a national seal in their hands, and they have no qualifications to compete on an equal footing with the Zheng Qiao court who owns the national seal. No matter how much Zheng Qiao played tricks and how bad his reputation was, he led his troops to defeat Xin Country, and he inherited Geng Country justifiably. There is no doubt about these two points!
Since he is the orthodox king who occupies the "justifiable name", all other forces on his territory are rebels who commit chaos! Instead of taking both sides into war and fighting one against two, it is better to throw an irresistible bait and lure the hungry dogs to compete for food!
The suspicious forces in the civil society and the rebels of King Xi belong to a natural alliance, and their purpose is to tear Zheng Qiao apart. The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
Zheng Qiao admits one side, then the position of the natural alliance will change, from an alliance to a hostile force with conflicting interests!
This operation requires a "bait"!
Crack the earth and seal the king, who can resist?
Still justifiably "cracking the soil to seal the king"!
Zheng Qiao only needs to watch them both lose.
but-
Zheng Qiao thought about the change of the national seal last night, and sighed: "What you said is indeed a good strategy, but there is one thing you don't know. Xin Guoxie is now in Sibao County. In addition to this national seal, there is another one of unknown depth The strange imperial seal."
The young warrior said: "Two?"
Zheng Qiao nodded: "Well, the traitors of King Zhu are now staring at the imperial seal, and we must not let any of them get it."
Young Warriors are less worried about this.
He only asked: "How about the fate of the two national seals?"
Needless to say, Xin Guo’s one is completely useless. If you want to play the full role of the National Seal, you must supplement the lost national fortune, which is closely related to the land, the people, and the hearts of the people. Even if King Zhu got the national seal, he still needed to cultivate his health.
Otherwise, not very useful.
The same goes for the other one.
The seemingly crisis situation is actually not too bad.
Zheng Qiao frowned and thought.
Unknowingly, the anxiety and anger have quietly receded.
The courtiers were terrified when they heard this.
After a long time, I heard Zheng Qiao say: "Okay, this matter is as you say."
Courtiers: "..."
The courtiers outside the hall simply looked up at the Golden Crow above their heads.
The sun is coming out from the west today? ? ?
Of course not.
But Zheng Qiao's abnormal behavior also has a reason.
The reason lies in the young warriors.
The court dispersed, and the courtiers did not dare to join the young warrior, but only dared to look at him from a distance, wanting to gossip but could not, scratching their hearts and lungs.
At this moment, a little yellow gate called to stop the young warrior.
Little Huangmen said respectfully: "My lord, please."
The young warrior was stunned, and then smiled gently.
"Please lead the way."
Watching the back of the young warrior going away against the flow of people, discussions spread among the crowd. In view of Zheng Qiao's disgraceful past, his special treatment of young warriors made the people who eat melons couldn't help but wonder. Until someone's mind flashed, Mao Sai suddenly understood.
He said: "Isn't that Yan'an?"
Yan, Yanan?
Everyone felt that the name sounded familiar.
The man said again: "Yan An, Yan Xingning!"
The team brought by Geng Guo still looked confused.
Only the old officials of the Xin Kingdom woke up like a dream.
Yan Xingning, this name is not very famous now, but it was famous a long time ago, and his father is a famous Xin country.
"And then? Nothing special."
Someone whispered: "Zheng Qiao was the father of Yan'an who was a teacher when he was young! These two are brothers in the same school. You say the relationship is special or not!"
Everyone: "..."
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