That day, after several days of rain, the city was brand new. It was afternoon, the sun was shining brightly under the sky, and hundreds of officials had come to welcome it.
Just then, three rockets shot into the sky.
Everyone's expressions changed and they all looked forward. Soon they saw a group of cavalry rushing back to the city gate and came to a middle-aged man. Out of breath, they reported: "My lord, please clear me."
The king of the county is here, and there are more than three thousand people in total."
After hearing this, the officials who greeted him at the city gate had somewhat subtle expressions on their faces. Few showed joy. Most of them looked at the bronze-complexioned middle-aged man from time to time.
Village man, executioner, wild dragon and snake...
Different people have different comments. Many people have hidden disdain and jealousy, but most of them know that this is a dragon that came out of a bloody battle in the soil. They are not qualified to despise it, or that behind the contempt is fear... But the current situation can be
It's different.
Ignoring everyone's thoughts, Wei Cun's face sank and he shouted: "Welcome with cannon fire"
Soon three cannons were fired and the flag was erected. Everyone looked serious. After waiting for so many days, the prince finally arrived.
For a moment, there was a commotion ahead.
Zhang Weicun stood in front and looked, only to see groups of cavalry approaching on the official road, with both infantry and cavalry approaching, and the troops were in good order.
Zhang Weicun only took one look, and his heart sank. According to preliminary estimates, there were probably 1,500 people in the front line.
Soon, the central part was rolling in, and drum music was playing loudly. As the music started, the canopy was the leading one, the precious fan was the opposite, and the supai was the solemn one. It was dizzying.
The Tutu people exclaimed in low voices. It looked like a chariot with a flag on it. It was an indescribable honor.
There were one hundred and twenty bodyguards, tightly surrounding the chariot. There was a person sitting faintly inside. His eyes were like paint, and his face was like a crown of jade. He looked very young. This must be the Prince of the Qing Dynasty.
However, Zhang Weicun looked calm. When he looked carefully, he saw that what he was focusing on was not the chariots and ceremonial staffs, but the pro-army troops. He saw a bunch of flags, and there were 1,500 more, and some people around him gasped.
These soldiers knew at a glance that they were the Imperial Guards. Although they all shared the same hatred, the majority of the Beijing army came and suppressed them for a long time, so they could not help but be affected.
This was also the first time that Zhang Weicun saw most of the Forbidden Army. His heart trembled and he clenched his fists for a moment.
There were another 1,500 infantry and cavalry in the rear army arrayed solemnly. There was no noise in the entire army formation. There was no smoke and dust on the official road, only a forest of flags and guns.
The huge convoy of the prince's vassal was awe-inspiring to many people...
The county kings attracted many forces along the way of the vassal. Among them, the Xin county king was the strongest. It was a rare event in history. The Qing Dynasty kings' lineup was inferior, but if nothing else, just
These five thousand forbidden troops are very powerful for the local area.
"Meet the prince" arrived at the city gate, and everyone bowed down together. This was just a common ceremony, and the real ceremony had to be held at the governor's palace in the state capital.
"Is this the Young Master of Xiangyin Cave, Zhang Weicun?"
When the motorcade approached the city, Prince Qing lowered the curtains and frowned his delicate brows. The impression he had just taken a look at...wasn't anything special.
"Your Majesty, please don't underestimate this person." Master Jiayang knew that the Young Master had made another mistake. He was a little helpless and could only do his duty and said: "Your Majesty, this person is not very strong in terms of intelligence... But this is just
It’s just superficial, Your Majesty, please don’t forget that the soil in Xiangzhou has just become sunny.”
"I know, I know, the dragon who descends from the earth." King Qing County flipped through the Taoist book in his hand, waved his hands impatiently, and muttered dissatisfied: "I just came out of the whirlpool in Yujing, and I was involved in another whirlpool. I chose it at the beginning.
Couldn't we have chosen a better place? If I had known that Xiangzhou would be yanghua on the way, I would have come here to fight with this person?"
"Jiayang, just watch. This person may have some heavenly background. If this person bows his head later, I will eat his shoe... Well, don't tell my mother this."
Does he know that the empress sent me here?
Master Jiayang was startled, and quickly lowered his head to show respect. Then he realized that this young man's superficial personality was absurd, and he was not simple at all... That's right, all the truly simple princes would have died long ago.
The clattering sound of books being flipped through showed that the owner was very unhappy. He could faintly hear him sighing: "We are all a bunch of fools fighting for the dragon..."
Master Jiayang knew this well. If the young master was not a prince, it would be most suitable for him to enter the Taoist sect based on his talent and character. However, the royal family is the private territory of the Five Meridians. Unless the eldest princess and Mingyu County Master give up their reproductive rights, they will not be infected.
Cause and effect, otherwise it will be impossible to join the Taoism - even if the three teachings and Taoism are more suitable for him.
Perhaps the vassal king who founded the country was able to control the weaker dragon energy, unlike the sudden increase in the emperor's position, which covered the foundation of the Tao, and it was possible to slowly figure it out.
It is a clear portrayal that the prince of the Qing Dynasty takes the title Qing, but the responsibilities shouldered by the prince and the princess are completely different. If it were normal, the feudal border country might let the young master hang around for more than ten years to explain the situation, and then concentrate on practicing Taoism and live for three years.
It takes a hundred years to become a Taoist immortal - this also happens in history.
But with the current situation of great catastrophe and great strife, how could the emperor allow his son to become a monk?
It is precisely because he knows this truth and situation that no matter how unwilling the Prince of Qing is, since he is a prince and has received benefits from the Tian family for more than thirty years, he can only come to this worldly chaos... and then fight for life and death, personnel matters.
Turned upside down and turned upside down, there is no more words to say.
"Your Majesty."
Master Jiayang coughed and reminded again: "When you get into the scene later, you must not lose your dignity."
Just as he heard the greetings, the car stopped and entered the lobby of the Governor's Palace.
"Snapped--"
The Prince of Qing County put down his Taoist book, closed his eyes to rest for a while, then opened his eyes again, his demeanor was graceful and noble, the curtain was lifted by the attendant, and he stepped out in one step.
The sun shone on his body, his breath blended together, and his glazed spirit body shone faintly. It did not shrink at all under the sun, surprising everyone who saw it.
This county prince is a monastic genius as rumored, and he is Yang Shen Zhenren at a young age. He became Yang Shen at the age of thirty-five. Even if the county king has the advantage of resources, he is old enough to put a bunch of old guys to shame... It's a pity to hear that.
It's said that his personality is a bit weird.
Everyone bowed again and entered from the corridor. In the hall, various officials stood waiting according to their orders. When Zhang Weicun entered, he saw a seat lined up to the left of the seat of honor. It was supposed to be a seat reserved for himself, and it was a little tight.
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But at this moment, there were more and more officials, but they could only hear the sound of breathing and clothes, but no words. Zhang Weicun's heart sank. These people were not so spontaneous in front of him.
Da Cai Weiyi is still there
Just as I was thinking about it, I was beating drums and chimes, playing zither and shenghuang, and the music was loud.
Amidst the sound of music, Prince Qing came in from the door and went to the seat in the center. With a smile on his face, he took his seat.
"Le Zhi" the ceremony officer sang and shouted loudly: "The prince of the Qing Dynasty came to conquer Xiangzhou, and all the officials kowtowed."
"The King is a Thousand Years Old"
"I will pay my respects to Your Highness."
The different titles reflect the distance and distance, and some even look at the prince unabashedly.
"The weather is nice, haha, all my dear friends, please get up..." Prince Qing smiled broadly and didn't mind everyone calling him names. If he felt something, he turned around and said, "Zhang Shaojun, why don't you move?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Weicun, and many people understood at once... He was not moving at all, he was not kneeling at all.
The drama is coming...
Many people expected this scene, and Jiayang Taoist even made some speculations. When the speculations turned into reality, people couldn't help but attract attention. At this time, it was only natural for the county king to accept the obeisance of hundreds of officials. This sentence highlighted the specialness of Zhang Weicun.
, the atmosphere suddenly became depressed.
There are no twists and turns, it is completely majestic.
"Ha ha……"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Weicun burst out laughing, with a surge of momentum rising from his body: "I am a wild man in my village, who was not favored by the imperial court. I was lucky enough to kill all the thieves in the fight for the dragon in the lower land, and was named the Young Master of Xiangyin Cave. It's just that
Ministers of heaven..."
"You want to rebel?" A fubing general who was one of the guards of the King of Qing Dynasty was furious, and his swords were at war with each other.
The state officials didn't react for a moment, and their expressions changed when they saw this. They almost thought that there was going to be a mutiny on the spot, or that the Qingjun King had set up a trap to trick the Marquis of Xiang... The Qingjun Prince might be fine, but he and others could not bring disaster to Chiyu.
The King of Qing County narrowed his eyes, waved his hand to stop the general, and glanced at Zhang Weicun lightly. He was not angry, but just suppressed his smile: "Do you want to imitate the Marquis of Han?"
"It's just that the Marquis of Han captured Yingzhou, or you still paid tribute to the imperial envoy. How much more did you gain in Xiangzhou? How dare you be so unruly?"
"Originally, it doesn't matter whether I personally accept your courtesy or not, but what I represent today is the power of Da Cai. If you don't bow down to me today, it doesn't matter. Just go back and meet me on the battlefield.
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"So what if I'm a minister of heaven? Gu Da Cai still has his destiny, so what if I kill you?"
Just these few words, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Unexpectedly, just after the confrontation, all the plans were already revealed.
Qingjun Wangsao couldn't help but sneer when he saw the faces of everyone. The most important thing about Zhang Weicun is that it has a group that fought in the troubled times of Xiatu. It even has the same historical figures as Yingzhou Xiatu. Although they are not aliens, they are also historical heroes.
But he only recognized Zhang Weicun and had no respect for the current Cai Dynasty.
This may be Zhang Weicun's confidence, but the prince of the Qing Dynasty has been educated by the orthodox princes, and he knows best what the so-called imperial authority is. If no one cares about it, it means nothing.
The old words are plain, but they are real gold and silver. If this person does not kneel down and bow down, let alone grant Xiangzhou, he will immediately make up his mind to hang this person.
Seeing Prince Qing's words casually and his eyes dark, Zhang Weicun suddenly started sweating from behind. He thought that Prince Qing's behavior was ridiculous, but he never expected him to be so strong.
"Prince, please be careful what you say. I am naturally afraid of the imperial court." Zhang Weicun is also a hero. He said it plainly, but now he understood clearly in his heart, so he just said it lightly.
"Saving the people by fire and water is better than anything else. The offensive in foreign lands is imminent. It will be of no use to us and the two of us if Xiangzhou is ruined. I have made a wedding dress for someone for free. Please ask the prince of the county to come out and grant the title of Marquis of Xiang. I will worship him myself."
After saying these words, the atmosphere on the court finally became a little calmer... We didn't break out on the spot, which meant that we still had to talk.
The Prince of Qing County also knew that this was the limit of this person, and pondered for a moment: "The offensive in the foreign domain is imminent... Anyway, since the young master is willing to obey the imperial edict, I am not ignorant of the general situation... Come and get the edict letter."
After the imperial edict was obtained, the Qing county prince unfolded it and declared: "I enclose Zhang Weicun as the Marquis of Xiang, and bestow the seal of the Marquis of Xiang. I appreciate this."
Zhang Weicun kowtowed and said, "I thank you for your kindness."