Chapter 188
The Sangyan tribe should have arrived at the court of the Northern True Kingdom in a few days.
However, on the first day of the army’s departure, Zhou Xian Yang ordered Xiao Bei to secretly drop the vial of pathogen in the water along the way while leading the horses to drink.
He stayed under the watchful eye of the chief of the guards throughout the journey, without any suspicion.
Three days later, most of the horses in the army were so weak and slow that it was hard for them to even stand up, not to mention running.
Sang Yan sensed that something was wrong, and at first he was subconsciously suspicious of the new Mu Ren, but when he saw that his own horse had been infected with the plague, and he was so angry that he cursed, he was a bit puzzled again.
The Northern True Lord is a very powerful man, and Sang Yan has always been worried that there might be a leader in the alliance who is loyal to the old lord and has sold himself out. In addition to being a thief, he would inevitably worry that there would be spies sent by the old lord around him.
Soon, Sang Yan received news from several other tribes, saying that all the major tribes in the Northern Realm were suffering from horse plague, even the royal court where the Northern Realm’s lord resides.
This is a big plague in the whole grassland! Catching up with this kind of disaster is also bad luck.
However, on second thought, since everyone is like this, it makes no difference.
At the critical moment, Sang Yan decisively integrated the last group of cavalry he could use, left the army behind and quickly arrived at the place where the king’s court of the Northern True Kingdom was located.
The tribe, which should be the most lively and grand tribe, was in a state of confusion and sorrow because of the serious illness of the Lord of the Northern Kingdom and the plague.
Eunji and Princess Zhaoren accompanied the old lord, who was seriously ill, and received Mr. and Mrs. Sang Yan in the king’s tent.
Seeing his younger brother, the old lord’s cloudy gray gaze once again flickered with a bright light.
“Sang Yan …… come here ……”
Sang Yan had bowed and slowly walked to the old country lord’s couch side, bowing and looking at his old wooden appearance, estimating that he was just a few days away.
“A brother, Sang Yan is here.”
“Are you …… and the child all well?”
Sang Yan gave birth to four daughters in a row, and just last year she got a little son, and loved him like a pearl. It was also because of the arrival of this little son that he gave birth to a rebellious heart that he shouldn’t have.
“All good. It’s just that the child is still small and doesn’t know the rules, so I didn’t bring it this time.”
“Alas …… what rules between the two of us. By the way, Enji, meet your king’s uncle and aunt.”
Enji brought along the crown princess and saluted with a smile.
After not seeing him for a few months, Enji had lost some weight, but his eyes were as clean as before, so clean that he was ashamed.
This nephew as a child was carried on his shoulders to watch the warriors duel, held in the saddle of his horse racing and hunting, the love is not much worse than his own son.
Even if he had to take the throne, Sang Yan had made up his mind that he would keep this nephew’s comfortable life.
He again turned his attention to Enji’s royal consort.
Princess Zhaoren had a sense of slenderness and softness that Northern True Women lacked, and when she saluted, she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes in a docile and approachable manner. If it were not for the fact that she was from a foreign country, Sang Yan truly felt that she was a perfect match for Enji.
He nodded without moving his head and thought it was a pity.
The old lord of the country sent word again, allowing Zhou Xianyao to entertain Sang Yan’s royal consort to rest, meaning that the three of them, men, would speak alone, and the women would shun them.
In the face of this obstinate eunuch, Zhou Xian Yao was already too lazy to say a word more, she couldn’t wait to get out of the king’s tent.
The felt curtains lifted, and the figure that she had grown up with since childhood, and was most familiar with, stopped just a few steps away.
Although she was wearing the clothes of the Northern True Kingdom, wearing two □□ flower braids, and standing with her hands hanging down, she could tell at a glance that it was a meeting.
Zhou Xian Yao’s heart was flooded with boundless joy, but on her face, she didn’t show it and warmly greeted her aunt as she walked towards the large tent set up for them.
“Auntie why don’t you bring Ah Wu here? My Hong Yue is in need of a playmate!”
“Alas, I originally wanted to bring him here, but I heard that the State Lord was seriously ill, and we were in a hurry to leave, so the child is still too young to travel on horseback, so I’ll definitely bring him here next time.”
“Good, I could have prepared a full-bodied snow-white pony for him long ago!”
“Princess Zhaoren, thank you, he will definitely like it.”
Rong Xiangmei was not far behind the Wangfei, although she was called over to be on duty, she did not need to wait on her side at all times like a personal maid.
When she passed by Zhou Xian Yang, who was patrolling outside the king’s tent, she called out to him, “Mu Ren, what time do you get off duty tonight?”
“Ohio time.”
“Then I’ll come find you at that time.”
Zhou Xianyao heard the sound of meeting each other, and as he entered the tent, he turned back to beat the felt curtains for Princess Sang Yan, taking the opportunity to look back at the youth who had spoken to her.
After not seeing him for ten years, the Fourth Brother in her memory had grown so tall. A vigorous vitality burst out of his young body, and if she hadn’t looked closely at his eyes, she really would have taken him for a man of the grasslands.
In the last secret letter Aimi sent her, he said that he would mix with Fourth Brother in Sang Yan’s group to save her.
She couldn’t believe it. Now the two of them were standing together like this, chatting as if nothing had happened!
Zhou Xianyao pressed down the ups and downs in her heart, taking back the tears that had just overflowed, and greeted Princess Sang Yan calmly.
In the past few days, many tribal leaders had also come to the Nair Grassland, where the Northern True King’s court was located. Among them, there were those who had been notified by Sang Yan to come, as well as those from other tribes.
Sang Yan was puzzled in his mind, how come it seemed like everyone knew about the news that the old lord was dying?
How could he know that although the armed forces around Enji had once been transferred by the old lord, the old lord had been unable to get out of bed the other day, and the king’s court had already tacitly agreed that Enji would soon take over as the new lord, and that he was the only one who looked up to him.
He secretly sent people to send a letter to the major tribes, saying that the old master is seriously ill, want to see you all, afraid of …… also ask you to come more confidential, only say to visit, do not cause the old master sad.
The old lord of the country has no knowledge, such as the return of the light, but can sit up by himself, and then insisted on a big welcome dinner for the chiefs.
“People are here to mourn you and then hijack everything your son has, and you’re still quite welcoming?”
Watching the old country lord and Sang Yan make merry over wine, Zhou Xianyao couldn’t help but bellyache.
With a turn of the eye, Enji’s usual harmless face, under the dancing light of the roaring bonfire, rarely piled up with gloom.
“What did Father say to you that day?”
The harmless smile returned to Enji’s face, “Appointing Sang Yan as an auxiliary minister to help me secure the loyalty of the tribes after I succeed the throne.”
“That’s a good thing, you should toast him.”
Enji nodded his head, stood up and picked up the wine cup, raising it to Sang Yan from a distance, saying, “Uncle Wang, no, I should call you Auxiliary Minister, you are welcome to come and be a guest at the Nair Grassland, and in the future, Enji will need to look up to you for more support.”
A plain sentence, but the passing of the throne and appointment of the old state lord was made public.
Several major tribal leaders heard the implication, some uninformed ones only said that it was a matter of course, and started to toast and congratulate Sang Yan one after another.
The corners of Sang Yan’s mouth twitched and twitched, in the end she didn’t say any dirty words and honestly drank the wine.
The old lord of the country smiled broadly in relief at this scene, and glanced at Zhou Xian Yao, with a winning look on his face, meaning: our brotherly love is deep, their uncle and nephew are close, is it not for you, a woman of a foreign country, to pick on them.
Zhou Xianyao lazy to give him a look, and a confused dying person, there is nothing to worry about.
Perhaps it is time to return to the light, perhaps too much wine and too much wind, that night the old master of the country can only close his eyes and pour gas, before dawn, but has entered the dying, looking at Enji, a word can not be said.
Enji took his father’s hand and sang him nursery rhymes of the steppe, and watched him close his eyes completely.
There was a sound of weeping and wailing within the king’s tent.
The time had come.
In the past few days, Zhou Xian Yang had already met the “undercover agents” of the Kingdom who had followed several other rebel tribes.
All of them had changed into the clothes of the Northern True Kingdom, and their faces were so tanned that they almost didn’t recognize each other for a while.
At the moment, they all stood outside the royal tent, waiting for a change to occur inside and reacting accordingly.
The old lord’s corpse was not yet cold, and the ceremony had just begun to move forward, so Sang Yan couldn’t wait.
In front of all the chiefs, he gave orders as an auxiliary minister, saying, “Back then, my father told me that the biggest regret in my life was that I was stuck in the grasslands of the Northern True Country, not grabbing better territory for my people, and having to follow the rules of my ancestors and conclude alliances with the countries to the south. When my brother succeeded to the throne, he swore that he would fulfill his legacy. But he went back on his word. Enji, if you want to succeed the throne, you must kill Princess Zhaoren and lead the king’s division to swing south to fulfill your grandfather’s legacy before you can be considered a qualified country lord!”
The entire king’s tent fell into an eerie silence of surprise, doubt, and even more uneasiness of smelling danger.
Enji had done so much mental preparation for so long that he was surprisingly calm in the face of Sang Yan’s astonishing words, and only said, “What if I say it can’t be done?”
Sang Yan laughed, “Enji, you are still young, so naturally it will be difficult for you to take on your responsibilities.”
“Then, Uncle Wang is going to take it on for me?”
Sang Yan laughed out loud and opened his arms to face the leaders, “Who do you think is more qualified to take on this great responsibility and lead the Northern True Kingdom to become the strongest country in the world?”
Those few rebel leaders immediately knelt down, “Lord Sang Yan, is the true hero of the grasslands!”
The few other tribal leaders did not speak, they had all lost most of their fighting strength now. Anyone who thought that Sang Yan had come fully prepared would not dare to offend himself if his uprising was successful.
However, Enji was the rightful new lord of the country, and they respected orthodoxy in their hearts, so they held off on taking a stance for the time being.
At this moment, all eyes were fixed on Enji, the young man who looked a little too innocent to carry the heavy responsibility.
Enji looked at Uncle Wang’s performance and snorted, “Your horses, are they alright?”
The headless sentence asked the chieftains with a face full of questions.
The grassland has a horse plague, this is something everyone knows ah ……
As if to hit them in the face, in an instant, the ground shook outside the king’s tent.
People who have not experienced war for a long time, sluggish for a moment, before reacting, there is a leader rushed out of the king s tent to see, the black pressure of the iron horsemen approaching, surrounded the place where the king s court is located.
“The outside …… is full of the Northern True King’s army! Enji, you …… are all right!”
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The full text of the closing in, need more time to polish, the next will not be daily, update time or 6:00 a.m. more than, if not in the morning, the day is not ha ~ thank you little darlings support!