Far outside Jiangdu, the early summer sun is warming everything.
But the people of Jiangdu are currently suffering from the unknown terror brought about by death.
Maybe it's a familiar relative or friend, maybe it's a passerby who passes by accidentally, they will all turn into a yellow scarecrow in an instant, losing their vitality in an instant.
The heavy rains that lasted for more than a month have stopped, but the geological disasters caused by the heavy rains have become increasingly severe.
The mudslides caused landslides and destroyed countless houses. Countless people were involved and found it difficult to survive.
Even though the imperial court sent relief money and food, His Royal Highness personally led the officers and soldiers to search for the trapped people from house to house.
But as more and more scarecrows appear, the people have lost trust in the court.
The darker the surroundings, the more uneasy and frightened I feel.
Someone who came from nowhere started to spread rumors.
When Shang Mujing returned to the main city of Jiangdu with his master and servant Shuya, he saw the moat outside the city surrounded by ragged people.
They held torches high and held various weapons in their hands. Some held hammers, some held shovels, all kinds of weapons, and some even held thick branches picked from nowhere.
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Among these people were old, weak, women and children, but they were all at the front, while those holding weapons stayed behind.
They cursed passionately and passionately at the officers and soldiers on the city wall, and the curses continued like a wave.
Shang Mujing tied his horse to a tree and leaned half-lying on the slope. He stared at the situation in front of him with his eyes wide open, a little stunned.
They went up the mountain for just one day, why did the people of Jiangdu City become like this?
Shuya crossed his arms and said mockingly: "It seems that the Luo Qi court is not that good either! So many officers and soldiers were actually trapped in the city by a group of mobs."
Shangyu Chen had had enough of her nonsense along the way. He snorted coldly when he heard this, turned away and said: "We in Luoqi have strong soldiers and strong horses, a rich country and a strong people. It is a prosperous age! It is this damn natural disaster that has ruined the peaceful life of the people.
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"Really? My young prince, please listen carefully to the curses of the people. They are all curses for the imperial court."
"Bullshit! What do you know about this little girl? Officials must be able to hear the people's curses! But they must not listen to the people's cries!"
Shuya's pupils suddenly trembled, and she turned her head slightly, twirling her hair around her temples with her fingers, and smiled sweetly: "What the young prince said is nice, but it's a pity that you nobles in the prosperous capital, how can you understand the sufferings of the people?"
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"My king's name is Shangjie, and my courtesy name is Dujing. It was my father who named me personally. My father once said that on the day I was born, there was a great victory in the border war. My father hopes that the Luoqi Kingdom will be peaceful and peaceful, and the country will be bright and sunny.
The dusk scene is glorious. The people live and work in peace and contentment and will never be disturbed by war. Therefore, I named this king Ji."
Shangyu Chen straightened his back, his eyes full of pride and admiration for his father.
Shuya squatted down next to him with a smile, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity: "I thought you young men from Kyoto only know how to entertain cats and dogs. If it doesn't work, you will just do it.
A few sour poems."
Shang Mu was so angry that he said, "Who are you looking down on, little girl? Although I have never been on the battlefield, I will destroy Xiliang sooner or later and expand my Luoqi territory."
"Tsk, you young men are always talking about dominating the world and competing in the Central Plains, but you don't see many who can achieve great things."
Although Shang Mujing sneered at what she said, he did not refute it.
He had no ambitions, but his writing was not as good as Shang Yuchen's, and his military skills were slightly inferior to Shang Yici's.
The third brother was established as a prince when he was born. He was personally taught by the Taifu Su Tingye and also studied under the military marshal Xiao Mohan. His father was extremely strict with him and made him learn how to govern a country and become a king since he was a child. The queen's family is huge.
His strength is deeply rooted in the court. Xiao Chuhong, who has the strongest military force in Luo Qi, is also a close friend of his third brother. Not surprisingly, the throne must be his.
However, King Qin had always been at odds with them. The imperial concubine's brother held military power and was inferior to one person in the court and superior to ten thousand people. Only he could compete with the third brother.
And his mother-in-law was accustomed to coming from the Buddhist tradition and never stepped out of the palace. The huge palace was like a cage for trapped animals. If he had stayed in the palace, he would have ended up like the other princes.
Either his body will be gone, or he will be framed and imprisoned in Dali Temple for life.
The so-called royal family affection is just a joke.
But he had to return to that magnificent purgatory on earth because his mother and concubine were there.
A hundred years after his father's death, when the third brother ascends the throne, he will definitely not kill him and his mother and concubine as much as they remember their old love.
But if Shang Yici is allowed to ascend to power, there will be no room for them in this world.
A chill rose up from his back and spread throughout his body.
He touched the somewhat heavy cuffs, and a fierce look suddenly flashed across his eyes.
"Miss Shuya, I have something to ask of you." Shang Mujing's tone was a little heavy.
"Why?" Shuya was a little confused. The young prince was suddenly so polite to her. Could it be that he was trying to plot against her?
"I have something here, please go back and give it to your grandfather."
"Hey? Are you begging me now? That's not what you looked like just now?"
"Miss Trouble tells the great chieftain that the safety of the people of Jiangdu may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the great chieftain. But if the chieftain is willing to send troops to quell the chaos in Jiangdu, I will definitely ask my father for an order to reduce the taxes in Jiangdu, and the official dismissal will be completely eliminated.
It will then be under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and will be elected and appointed by the chieftains from each party, and it will be hereditary."
Shuya and A'duo were stunned at the same time. Shuya turned to look at the people who had surrounded Jiangdu City Gate, frowned and said: "As far as I know, the young prince has nothing but the title of prince.
I have an official position, two have no real power, and three have no connections. My young prince, you want to draw a big pie, but you want to get nothing? This idea is too unrealistic."
"I have no real power, but does the majestic Prince of the East Palace have the right to speak? This is my third brother's personal jade pendant and secret message. You can go back and give it to the chieftain, and he will know it as soon as he sees it."
Shuya narrowed her eyes with a hint of suspicion. She took the secret letter and wanted to open it, but Shang Mujing held her wrist down.
A'duo immediately pulled out his dagger and pointed it at Shang Mujing.
Shang Mujing frowned: "My third brother said that this secret letter can only be given to the chieftain."
"You don't believe me, Miss?"
"If you don't believe it, you won't give it to the lady. It's just that the third brother ordered that this secret letter is written with special herbs and can only be opened by the big toast. When others read it, it was just a blank piece of paper."
"If your brother, the prince, had anticipated this scene, why would he let it happen?"