Shang Yuchen didn't need to speak, just a frown on his face, and everyone knew that he didn't like it.
Jin Lian shouted, "Prefect Lu! His Royal Highness has come to Jiangdu to help you control floods and strange diseases, so there is no need to worry anymore!"
Hearing this, Lu Qinglin smiled happily and said, "Reporting to this lord, you have come all the way across mountains and rivers. I am just worried that you may not be acclimated to the climate."
Looking at the countless officers and soldiers behind Shangyu Chen, he didn't feel much in his heart.
After all, as early as when the prince and others entered the territory of Jiangdu, everything they did fell under his control.
"Your Majesty, Prefect Lao, is worried. It has been a long time since I arrived in Jiangdu. It is not difficult for the soil and water to surrender, but it is not difficult to make the soil and water surrender."
Everyone listened to the frivolity in Shang Yuchen's words, which was exactly the same as someone else's.
Su Zhen lay comfortably in the scarecrow's nest that Yuzhu had worked hard to support. The feathers that made Su Zhen feel uncomfortable had been removed and replaced with soft cotton bags.
Su Zhen stuck her head out and looked over there. She felt it was boring, yawned, and then shrank back.
Gu Yunshu ignored her little movement and glanced at those people through the mask, his eyes unwavering.
Lu Qingping smiled calmly and said, "Your Highness, gentlemen, I forgot to introduce to you that the seven people behind me are the seven chieftains of Jiangdu."
He turned aside and raised his hand to introduce.
The seven people saluted according to the etiquette of their respective ethnic groups, "See Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Shang Yuchen smiled back at them, nodded to the white-haired old man at the front and said, "Excuse me, everyone! The person at the front should be the Chieftain Mo Xiu! When I was young, I often listened to the emperor's wishes.
My grandfather said that the great chieftain Moxiu was brave and good at fighting. He dominated the battlefield and frightened the enemy."
The old man's facial features were straight, with a gray and fluffy short shawl loose around his shoulders, and a navy blue gem embedded in the white forehead. His eyes seemed cloudy, but the shrewdness revealed was something that should not be underestimated.
Different from other people wearing official uniforms, a set of white cloth clothes is like a rag sack, loosely put on the body. His face is yellow, covered with age spots, and the exposed skin is very old, and the fine wrinkles are like pinched bun skin.
folds.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is over-reputed. He is very old. The sword and light sword that shattered the sky in the past are no more powerful than the one that trampled across the country. Because he followed the late emperor on the battlefield, he also suffered from the root of his illness...ahem...
..cough cough cough cough!”
Just as he was talking, Mo Xiu suddenly coughed violently. Seeing this, a petite woman beside him quickly untied the wine bottle from her waist, pulled out the cork and handed it to him.
Su Zhen could smell the strong aroma of wine from a distance, swallowed the non-existent saliva, and stuck her head out again. Resisting her tiredness, she took another look.
Young Master Qi used clairvoyance to scan Mo Xiu's body and asked in surprise, "Why do you still drink alcohol if you have liver disease?"
Mo Xiu took a few sips of wine and felt that his whole body felt much better, "My lord, you have good eyesight! It's just that when you are on the verge of death, taking medicine will only increase the pain, and you will not die anyway. It is better to drink alcohol to enjoy it."
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He inadvertently raised his eyes and met Young Master Qi's dark red glazed eyes, which suddenly became clear and the smile on his lips quickly faded, "Ancestor Pheasant Di? It's you!"
Young Master Qi whistled at him and smiled sideways, "Okay! Stop pretending, old guy. I heard that you don't leave home. Didn't you just come here to see me when you heard that I'm here?
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No one present knew the true age of Young Master Xin. Even though he had the appearance of a young man, they could not change his age. It happened that he still called a man who was several decades younger than him "old guy". It is conceivable that
This picture is so weird.
Mo Xiu, who was mercilessly exposed by the young master, heard this and bowed solemnly to him, "Mo Xiu pays homage to the ancestor."
"Tsk, that's it, don't be polite. I haven't washed myself properly during this journey, and my body smells strange. Now that the strange disease in Jiangdu has been controlled in time, you should hurry up and ask someone to lead the way.
After we take a little rest, we will speed up the development of an antidote to the strange disease."
The young master's impatient tone and disrespect for Mo Xiu naturally aroused dissatisfaction among other chieftains and members of various tribes.
No matter how they fight openly and secretly on weekdays, when foreign enemies attack, they should act in unison to deal with them.
"Bold! What kind of Patriarch Pheasant Di! He's just a brat! Just... uh uh uh..."
The man had just finished speaking when his upper and lower lips seemed to be stuck together by something, making him unable to make any more sound.
Young Master Qi picked his ears and said, "It's finally quiet!"
Mo Xiu's eyes changed slightly, "Old Ancestor... Abu has lived in the mountains for a long time and doesn't know etiquette. I hope Old Ancestor won't blame him! For Mo Xiu's sake, let's let it go."
"It's just a silence curse. It will be automatically lifted after three days. Your people are really noisy. I am kind-hearted, so I want you to be quiet for three days."
The world only knows that Patriarch Pheasant Di has extraordinary medical skills, but little does anyone know that he also knows how to do incantations.
Young Master Li rode forward alone on horseback. Wherever he passed, the officers and soldiers of Jiangdu City and the private soldiers of various chieftains gave way, fearing that the unpredictable Pheasant Di Patriarch would also cast a spell on them.
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Su Zhen curled her lips in disgust, flew to Yuzhu's shoulder, and sat upright.
It happened that someone on the opposite side noticed this scene, pointed at Su Zhen and said in shock, "It... it, it... the scarecrow on the little monk's shoulder can move!"
"Just move! Look at you, you look like you've never seen the world before!"
In the past few days, when Su Zhen was awake and not drowsy, she spent most of her time bickering with Young Master Qi. They were incompatible with each other, as if he had a grudge against her for killing her father and taking away her wife.
When Su Zhen heard this, she rarely cooperated with him. She opened her empty mouth and showed a fierce expression towards the man.
The man was very timid, so he turned around and ran away.
When Su Zhen saw this, she rolled on Yuzhu's shoulder with laughter.
Gu Yunshu looked at her half helplessly and half dotingly, and raised his hand to wave his sleeve over there. When he opened his palm, Su Zhen suddenly appeared in his hand.
No one thanked him, but they saw Gu Yunshu flicking the scarecrow's head in his hand without force, and then put it on his shoulders again.
Lu Qingping's eyes were fixed on Su Zhen, with great interest in his eyes. He bowed to Shang Yuchen again and asked, "Your Highness, I wonder where this scarecrow came from? It's quite interesting to look at."
Shang Yuchen sneered, "Have Governor Lu forgotten that anyone infected with a strange disease will eventually turn into a scarecrow? And the one in front of you is probably... mutated."
Hearing this, Lu Qingping knelt down again to plead guilty, "Your Highness, such a change has occurred in Jiangdu, and I cannot absolve myself of the blame!"