Liu, Xu, and Huang's three families formed an alliance, not only the forces of the big and small princes in Dongqing were uneasy, but the imperial court in the northern Xinjiang was even more turbulent.
In addition to external reasons, the interior of Northern Xinjiang is also full of hidden dangers.
First, the nine princes of the northern region were framing each other, and then the king of the northern region declined, like a river going down.
"Cough cough cough - come, come here - come here - bring Gu's medicine -"
Frequent consumption of cold food powder, coupled with a lot of anger again and again, the two-pronged approach almost hollowed out the body of the King of Northern Xinjiang.
Where is he still the majestic king now
Looking at the male lion, which is clearly a dying man, he is old and weak, and his sharp teeth can't even bite the skin of his prey.
How can the king of Northern Xinjiang accept such a status quo
The more so, the more he relied on the state after taking Han Shi San—
Clear eyesight, full of strength, as if back to the youngest and most powerful time.
He shouted intermittently several times before his concubine entered the house after a long while.
"Out, what happened outside—why are you here so late?"
Since taking the cold food powder, the king of Northern Xinjiang has become more irritable and irritable, and if he is not happy, he will kill the slaves to vent his anger.
He raised his hand and waved the plate, squeezed his concubine's wrist tightly, his eyes were wide open, and a heavy breath came out from his nostrils and hit his concubine's face.
"Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life—"
The concubine begged for a few words.
"Tell Gu!" The King of Beijiang maintained for a while, and then he lay back exhausted, his chest heaving sharply, "Tell Gu—"
The concubine seemed to have become accustomed to the violent temper of the King of Northern Xinjiang, knelt on the ground to clean up the wreckage, and changed another medicine.
Taking a large amount of Cold Food Powder, the King of Northern Xinjiang was immersed in a wonderful state of floating, with a cheerful and treacherous smile on his face.
Seeing this, the concubine on the side felt shivering all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
She watched for a while, until the king of Beijiang's chest heaved and calmed down, and then she held the Duan Pan and retreated.
As soon as she left the main tent, her waist tightened suddenly, and before she could exclaim, she was slapped by someone who came.
The concubine blushed and said, "Ninth, Ninth Highness—I can't do it here—"
The Ninth Prince sneered, "What's wrong, the old man is unconscious, no matter how loud you shout, will he still be able to respond?"
The concubine of the King of Beijiang reminded him, "Does your ninth highness still remember the sixth prince?"
The ninth prince lost his interest when he heard the sixth, and pushed the woman away with a livid face.
"It's really bad luck to mention Lao Liu at this time."
The sixth prince thought that the King of Northern Xinjiang was seriously ill and died, and the throne would fall on his head, so he was relieved to hold his concubine and act recklessly in front of the bed, but he did not expect the King of Northern Xinjiang to wake up at this time and have a severe attack. The sixth prince, almost killed him.
Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.
The Ninth Prince can't be planted in the same pit.
"Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. We still have a long time in the future, so don't rush this moment."
Compared with the willfulness and quality of the Ninth Prince, this concubine was much calmer and could see more clearly.
"Why do you need to be so careful? Now, except for the fourth child, who can threaten Gu?"
The Ninth Prince sneered, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
Fourth, fourth, do you really think that Sun Wen is trying his best to help you
He and Halenza are both lonely people, but they are just using you as a target to clear away the enemy on the bright side for the lonely.
The concubine said, "Isn't there a third prince and a fifth prince?"
The Ninth Prince sneered and said disdainfully, "The two of them? Although they are compatriots, the two have a discordant temperament and have been fighting since childhood."
The third prince is also unlucky.
This person studied under Wu Liba, and it is reasonable to say that he would not get along so badly, but he has a brother of the thief pit, the fifth prince.
Partridge's death from illness dragged the third prince into the water, and his reputation in the court plummeted.
In order to stop the loss, the third prince could only dormant with peace of mind, intending to seek later.
However, the fifth prince was unwilling, catching the other and biting him, treating the brother of a mother's compatriot as if he were the enemy who killed his father.
The brothers fought so hard that Sun Wen pushed them behind the back, easily knocking them out.
Today, the nine sons of the Northern Xinjiang, only the fourth prince who was assisted by Sun Wenming on the surface and the ninth prince who was secretly supported.
"Thank you sir for your plan!"
The fourth prince is very proud of the spring breeze recently, and all kinds of rare treasures are given to Sun Wen without money.
He and Ninth Prince share the same mother, but Lao Jiu has no experience of being adopted by the queen, but is only the son of a female slave, and his bloodline is very humble.
In the eyes of the fourth prince, Lao Jiu was nothing to be afraid of, and the throne of Northern Xinjiang was firmly on his head.
Sun Wen smiled and said, "The Fourth Highness Tianwang returns, Wen is just following the destiny."
The words made the Fourth Prince feel at ease.
He said, "When Gu ascends the throne, I hope Mr. Gu will continue to assist Gu, unify the northern border, and fight against the willow thieves!"
It's not that he can sit back and relax when he is on the throne. The other brothers all ran back to their respective tribal fiefs, all because of his henchmen.
Sun Wen smiled and said, "This is natural, Wen Bi should be the fourth highness, and he will die."
After some loyalty, the fourth prince was overjoyed and took Sun Wen's hand and refused to let it go.
Sun Wen's strategy is unparalleled. If he can assist him wholeheartedly, he is not afraid of those brothers, let alone Liu Xi, who is eyeing him.
As long as Lao Jiu is excluded, he will be the next king of Northern Xinjiang!
Sun Wen frowned and tapped, "The Fourth Highness can't take it lightly. Although the Ninth Highness is not as good as the Fourth Highness, he is a 'young', and the king loves him the most on weekdays. His Royal Highness usually hides behind others, Let others block the gun in everything, and I don’t know how many contacts I have accumulated secretly, the Fourth Highness still has to take precautions, lest he take the opportunity to force the palace and take the lead—”
The fourth prince looked solemn, and said solemnly, "Thanks to Mr.'s guidance, I almost got carried away."
The Ninth Prince is usually silent, but he is the youngest son, and he is very much loved by the King of Northern Xinjiang, and he is close to all good things.
After many years, who knows what hole cards Lao Jiu has
In a few days, the fourth prince received a secret report from the informant that the ninth prince was gathering troops and horses to force the palace.
There are only two princes left in the imperial court. The ninth prince must have sensed the pressure and can't wait to get ready to strike first.
"Sir, what about this? Old Nine really wants to force the palace—"
According to the love of the king of Beijiang for Lao Jiu, maybe he will really give the throne to him.
Sun Wen reassured, "The Fourth Highness is not in a hurry."
"Why don't you be in a hurry?" The fourth prince said eagerly, "Any plan, apart from all the obstacles, do you want to make a wedding dress for Lao Jiu?"
Sun Wen smiled and said, "Fourth Highness, don't worry, this is a ready-made handle."
When he said this, the fourth prince's emotions were immediately appeased.
"What the gentleman said—" The fourth prince regained his senses, his heart beating wildly, "Lao Jiu really made a bad move!"
Lao Jiu couldn't bear the pressure and led troops to force the palace. This was a desperate trick.
If the bet is won, the seat of the king of Northern Xinjiang will fall to the old nine. If he loses, then the fourth prince will be the final big winner.
Sun Wen frowned suddenly and asked, "Fourth Highness, is this news true?"
The Fourth Prince said, "Naturally it is true."
Lao Jiu never dreamed that his most trusted confidant was the person of the Fourth Highness.