Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 104, Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts

Jiang Wangsheng tiptoed into Huang Mengjue's carriage.

"Why are you here?" Huang Mengjue brows with a little joy.

Embarrassed, Jiang Wangsheng didn't observe her emotions carefully, he just smiled coyly and said, "Prime Minister is going to rest, it's inappropriate for me to stay any longer, so I'm here."

Huang Mengjue hesitated to speak, said "Oh", and looked around the carriage.

Jiang Wangsheng said sternly: "For this trip, let me have a look at the route plan."

Huang Mengjue shook his head, and said in a low voice: "There are several route plans, nominally selected by Dali Temple and the cabinet, but in fact, the prime minister has the full authority to make temporary decisions."

"Then us?"

"Presumably the Prime Minister has made arrangements, we just need to protect the safety of the Prime Minister." Huang Mengjue replied.

Jiang Wangsheng yawned and lay down.

Huang Mengjue frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Rest." Jiang Wangsheng replied.

"You, how decent are you with me?" Huang Mengjue stuttered.

"No one prepared a carriage for me." Jiang Wangsheng was indignant, "I'm the biggest bodyguard, and let me rub against someone else's carriage. Whose arrangement is this?"

"You, why don't you stay with that, that cabinet member?" Huang Mengjue's face turned pink.

Jiang Wangsheng replied: "He has a problem, and it's annoying to be with him."

"Oh, that's fine." Huang Mengjue pretended to be helpless, secretly happy in his heart.

Jiang Wangsheng asked curiously, "I heard that Dali Temple has used a lot of spies, are they all in your hands?"

"Yes." Huang Mengjue nodded.

Jiang Wangsheng asked: "Did Bie Fengjun arrange other tasks for you?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Jiang Wangsheng said with reason and evidence: "That old fox must have a backhand for everything. I wonder if he has buried some tricks that even the emperor doesn't know about."

"Then I don't know. Anyway, everything I have will be shared with the cabinet. This is also the request of Si Qing." Huang Mengjue said discouraged.

Jiang Wangsheng looked at Huang Mengjue's snow-white pigeons on the other side, and said, "They are worried that we won't be able to hunt, so they specially prepared these things to improve our food."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wangsheng picked up a pigeon.

The muscles at the corners of Huang Mengjue's mouth twitched, he snatched the pigeon, and said coldly, "This is a carrier pigeon."

"Carrier pigeon? Why are you here?"

"The plan can't keep up with the changes. I want to send a letter to the Dali Temple branch in each place for the temporary change of decision-making, so that they can upload it and respond flexibly."

In Tianwang City, the impromptu court meeting held by Emperor Chu ended.

Civil and military officials retreated one by one. On the way, Jiao Daqian hid his hands in his robe and leaned towards Huang Yingjun and Jiang Kongliu.

Jiang Kongliu smiled faintly, "Thank you Jiao Shoufu for your cooperation."

"It's okay, my memorial caused a lot of panic before, but thanks to the righteous words of a few people, I was spared the punishment. It's just a small favor." Jiao Daqian said in a flat tone.

Huang Yingjun said slowly: "We can completely turn hostility into friendship, and we will do more of this kind of win-win cooperation in the future."

Jiao Daqian looked at the majestic imperial city in the distance with complicated eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty will not allow us to cooperate."

"It makes sense." Huang Yingjun realized the small mistake just now.

Jiang Kongliu asked, "Jiao Shoufu is not easy to find such a person, is it?"

Jiao Daqian nodded, "Among the people I'm optimistic about, find someone who talks a lot and fanatically admires Jiang Wangsheng, and he's the only one. I remember that you two have a marriage contract?"

"Indeed, it's just that the juniors don't live up to their expectations and always avoid this topic on purpose." Jiang Kongliu stroked his beard and said.

Huang Yingjun nodded, "My girl is like this. Sometimes she can only face up to this problem by forcing her once."

Jiao Daqian looked at them strangely, and said again: "What do you think of the decisions made by His Majesty?"

"The old prime minister left the court, and everything needs Jiao Shoufu's wholehearted assistance." Jiang Kongliu said a polite word, and then said: "Your Majesty is not a prince without talent, but he is a little obsessed. The old prime minister has determined the overall line. His Majesty will perfect the details."

"The details are indeed perfected, but we are going to suffer the old crime." Jiao Daqian said with emotion.

Huang Yingjun said: "Your Majesty was embarrassing in front of the world before, and now it's time for His Majesty to find out his prestige. After all, he is the king of my Great Chu."

"That's right, Jiao Shoufu, during this period of time, if His Majesty has any complaints, we will accept it."

After a few words, the three separated.

The moonlight is hazy and sleepy, and the evening wind blows through the iron clothes

While Jiang Wangsheng was fast asleep, someone knocked lightly on the car door.

Huang Mengjue woke up suddenly and said, "Please come in."

The low voice of the coachman sounded: "My lord asks us to take a rest in the small town ahead."

Huang Mengjue's complexion changed, and he asked, "Is it the request of the Prime Minister?"

"Yes."

Huang Mengjue looked at Jiang Wangsheng suspiciously, only Jiang Wangsheng's closed eyes answered him.

"Why did you take a rest before leaving Xichu?" Huang Mengjue murmured suspiciously.

"By the way, there is an old man from the mission behind him. He is not in good health. He has been ups and downs along the way. He really needs to rest."

Huang Mengjue touched the well-behaved carrier pigeon beside him, wrote a dozen words, and let the carrier pigeon fly to the east.

Huang Mengjue couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and looked at Jiang Wangsheng from time to time, recalling what he had seen and heard before.

Immediately, the horses were stopped with a quick order, and the entire mission convoy stopped.

Huang Mengjue got up and was about to lift the curtain of the car when Jiang Wangsheng stretched out his hand and stopped her.

"Be careful." Jiang Wangsheng woke up at some point, and poked his head out first.

The whole convoy fell into a chaotic darkness, like an unexplored world.

"Just let me do Pangu once." Jiang Wangsheng smiled confidently, and strode out to the side of the prime minister's car.

"How's it going?"

"It's a bit bad." Jiang Wangsheng didn't change his face.

Chen Bangzhou poked his head out, and saw that the surroundings seemed to be dead silent. The dozen or so cavalry at the front of the convoy seemed to have evaporated, and even Chen Bangzhou's coachman disappeared.

"What about others?" Jiang Wangsheng asked.

"He realized that something was wrong, so he stopped and hurried after him."

Jiang Wangsheng was stunned for a moment, "Chasing?"

"That's right, the dozen or so people in front were shot dead in an instant, and their horses were taken away with them. It's like black and white impermanence."

Chen Bangzhou looked serious.

Huang Mengjue got out of the car slowly and asked, "What's wrong?"

The wind was surging, covering the pale moon, and the place was completely plunged into darkness.

Jiang Wangsheng looked around and said in a low voice, "You go to protect the group of missionaries, and Kang Wenyao."

"Okay." Huang Mengjue nodded.

"Okay." Another vigorous voice sounded.

Huang Mengjue was taken aback, when the man gradually approached, she said in shock: "Senior Jietian Sanshou?"

With a blank expression on his face, he glanced at Huang Mengjue and reminded: "I am called Zuo Shoujian now."

"Yes, Senior Left-Handed Sword." Huang Mengjue looked at Jiang Wangsheng.

Jiang Wangsheng said: "Besides me on the road, no matter what, there must be someone at the Tianbang level sitting in charge, right?"

The left-handed sword said: "I have noticed many treacherous internal force fluctuations, the overlapping is cumbersome, and it does not seem to be owned by humans."

"Could it be, could it be a ghost?" Huang Mengjue was trembling all over.

"In this world, how can there be any ghosts? Even if there is, it can be done with a single sword." Jiang Wangsheng said with a smile, picked up a torch, and walked forward.

Chen Bangzhou asked: "Are you sure?"

"It comes at your fingertips."

"Here we come!" The sword in his left hand snapped.

In the dead darkness, there seemed to be another eye, shining with blood, observing the mission team from all directions.

There was a roar, like the cry of a wronged soul.

A huge skull flag crossed the sky, covering the few moonlight.

The sound of small footsteps came, and shadows flew from a distance, holding rare weapons such as sickles.

"Kill!" Someone shouted in a low voice, followed by weird and unpredictable laughter.

"Such a big battle?" Chen Bangzhou's tone was flat from the beginning to the end, and he never showed timidity, which shows that he is deep and sophisticated.

Huang Mengjue murmured: "What is this?"

"Hundred ghosts travel at night." Jiang Wangsheng said slowly.

The left-handed sword echoed: "It is the highest killer move of Jueying, the number one killer organization in the world."

Jiang Wangsheng said coldly: "The eighth-rank coachman of the prime minister should be the one from Jueying."

　It's an update today, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)