This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 122 The Competition Begins (1)

In order to make Qianchengyin lose, the prince did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to bribe the generals who participated in the competition and let them lose to the Sand Falcons.

Qianchengyin couldn't help curling his fingers, the cold light in his eyes swept across the prince's face, and suddenly Qianchengyin smiled.

The prince said in surprise: "What are you laughing at, don't you understand what I said, just wait and lose."

"You can rest assured, I can't lose, neither can Dongling."

As Qian Chengyin spoke, his eyes looked at Su Qiqi, who was still beautiful even in the harem of many beautiful women.

The sacrifice is over.

Tens of thousands of soldiers escorted, nobles of the palace, officials in the court, and concubines with a little status in the harem, went to Jinling City mightily.

And many wealthy households in Dongling learned about this and went to Jinling with their own pockets.

For a while, Jinling, which was already quite crowded because it was a commercial capital, became even more heated.

A few days later, thousands of representatives of the Shahu tribe also arrived at Jinling City.

The huge stone platform several meters high is the ring, and the bottom is divided into two areas for viewing.

The Sand Falcons live outside the Great Wall all the year round, and the weather is harsh and the conditions are harsh.

Therefore, Princess Sand Falcon is particularly prominent among them, and her vigorous complexion and hot figure have attracted the attention of all Dongling people.

The first day is a rest day, and no competitions will be held.

When Qian Chengyin was arranging the responsibilities of the soldiers, Princess Shahu came over with interest, pointed to Su Qiqi in the distance and said, "She is the woman you like?"

Qianchengyin looked at Princess Shahu, but did not answer her, but asked: "This time, the emperor came to show his sincerity, why did the Patriarch Shahu avoid coming?"

Princess Shayur smiled and said: "For this kind of thing, it is enough for me to come. If my father comes, but you don't abide by the agreement, then our Shayur clan will be caught in the urn."

"you do not believe me?"

"What I don't believe is your emperor. After all, you are just a capable prince. I always have to be careful."

On the other side, Emperor Dongling sat slantingly on the bed in the spacious living room, smoking tobacco, while the concubine next to him rubbed his shoulders.

In front of them are some dancing women, half of their clothes are removed, and the sound of extravagance echoes throughout the room.

Suddenly, a guard walked in and said, "Report to the sage, the prince asks to see you."

Emperor Dongling glanced at his hands and said to the concubine and dancing girl, "You all go down."

The prince came in when there was no one in the room.

"Xiu'er, what's the matter?" Emperor Dongling was still lying on the bed, his eyelids drooping.

The prince said quickly: "Father, my son is worried about the competition hosted by the seventh brother. If we lose, we can't give up the ten cities in Dongling."

"Your seventh brother is very careful, you can't lose."

"The eight characters haven't been written yet, and the seventh brother is just pretending to be a decent person. I can't trust him with his ability."

"Then what do you propose?"

"My son has already passed down a letter to General Su Yunhe by flying pigeons and asked him to send troops to come. If the Sand Falcons win, then all the people from the Sand Falcons will be slaughtered, and none of them will be kept."

"Everyone knows about the competition. If I don't trust Dongling, I will talk about He Guowei."

"If the seventh brother loses, he will naturally bear the responsibility. If he is charged with collaborating with the enemy and treason, he can be denied this test."

(End of this chapter)