Death Sutra

On the second day, Doddon showed exuberant energy. The winery carnival did not leave any traces. He decided to step on the second line and strive for the loyalty of the nearest service.

The Holy King committed suicide and solved an embarrassing problem. Duoton showed great respect to the brother, personally arranged the funeral, and ordered the whole army to observe silence.

At noon, the body was cremated, and the old king accompanied the old Khan. He satisfied the hope of the near-serving army. Doton delivered a painful speech, reviewed the history of the Khan family, and praised the great kings who have become myths, claiming that their deity has Through the blood flow to every Khan prince grandson, the death of the Holy King and the previous kings is not simple, it is the withering of some branches of the Khan family, and the beginning of more sprouts, and so on.

Fang Wen was listening to this speech that was quickly rumored to be a moment. He returned to the tent and said to the Dragon King: "It’s better to talk to a teacher who is a teacher and learn from the countryside. Dodon wants to use it. Is this means to draw people's hearts? It's too naive."

"Dothan will not only have this trick, I am afraid we have to do something." Gu Shenwei said that the charm of the speech is not just rhetoric, calm, strong, far-sighted, and Duo Dun just showed the typical king of the wind. This will have a subtle influence.

Fang Wen was sighing and had to admit that Duo Dun had more wrists than he thought. "Well, the Dragon King is right, we can't sit back and watch, but I am prepared. When Dudun pleases some people, it must also It will cause resentment to another group of people. It is best for me to deal with this matter. Dragon King can take advantage of the benefits of the fisherman. Don't let people think that you are an imitator of Dodun."

Gu Shenwei is indeed not good at Duo Dun’s set of means, and barely making it will only expose weaknesses.

Fang Wen is busy.

Walking in the military camp, Fang Wen found that many soldiers were excited to organize bows and arrows to discuss the upcoming shooting conference. I couldn't help but frown, thinking that this is probably the trick that Dudun came up with.

Fang Wen was walking into Molin’s tent and asked directly: “Do you know what happened to the shooting conference?”

Moline came with the Dragon King. He was not familiar with the military division, so he was surprised by such a casual question. "Hey, this is a tradition of the North Court. After the death of the king, a shooting conference is held. Select the Marksman. ""

"The shooting day? There is a ‘Japanese’ in the title of the ten kings of the North Court. You are not avoiding it at all.”

"When the king dies, it is the sunset. The shooting conference was originally to find the ‘the murderer’. The **** shooter is going to be buried. The old king changed the tradition. The archer is no longer buried, but also rewards.”

Fang Wen shook his head again and again. "Unbelievable. Before this, do you have to rush to shoot?"

"No, funeral is a glory, and soldiers often rush to participate. The winners go to death."

"The murderer of the king? Voluntary funeral? This is impossible."

"The North Court people have their own ideas."

Fang Wen smiled and shook his head. "You just heard that you have never seen it. Right? I know how the legend came."

Moline looked seriously at the uninvited white fat man. "This is what I saw with my own eyes. The old Khan Wang abolished the rules of funeral, but there are still people who refuse to give up the tradition. On the funeral of the previous generation of Kwazhe, his cronies He won the title of Mark Shooter. He was killed by a knife on the spot, but it was only ten steps away from me."

Fang Wen smiled two times. "Since you see it with your own eyes, you can't go wrong, but the Holy King is probably not so loyal and brave."

“What's the matter with me?” Moline asked, not wanting to discuss the customs of the North Court with a foreigner.

"This shooting conference is obviously the idea of ​​Prince Duo Dun. Long Ting died several princes, and no one has ever been organized. The Holy King has already lost power. Instead, he has made such a big move. Duo Dun wants to take the opportunity to win over the hearts of the people. Captured military power from Shulitu."

"Dragon King sent you?" Moline asked again, he prefers to deal directly with the Dragon King.

"No, I advise the Dragon King to recharge his batteries and solve problems."

"There is something to say," Moline said coldly.

Fang Wen is habitually shaking his head. Moline still retains the arrogance of Khan Wang Yiwei. This is trouble and good deed. "I want to know - Dragon King also wants to know - the idea of ​​the soldiers nearby."

"Xiao Wang mixes all the soldiers. There is no such thing as a nearby soldier."

"This is what it is said, but the soldiers in the whole army still account for more than half of the soldiers. According to my observation, their contact and friendship have never been interrupted. The ordinary soldiers are still awed by them and are more willing to obey than before."

Moline thought for a moment, "Wait for me." Then he walked out of the tent.

Fang Wen still has a lot to say, Mo Lin just left, leaving him alone in a daze, while shaking his head and talking to himself: "The arrogant, the martial arts and the literati are the same, hey, I have not been 'a proud' for a long time pass."

The shooting conference is about to begin, and Fang Wen is rushing to see Azhaba.

Azba rectified his costume and was about to go out. When he saw the military division, he was taken aback. He went to the door and looked out. He whispered, "What are you doing?"

"You don't welcome me?"

"No, I...have returned to Prince Doddon, not suitable for dealing with the Dragon King."

"I came to see you have nothing to do with the Dragon King."

Azhaba slightly hesitated. "You say, what?"

"You also want to participate in the shooting conference?"

"No, the shooting conference only allows soldiers to participate."

"Also, it is more appropriate to let the soldiers go to do this."

Azheba’s face changed slightly. “This time there was no funeral.”

"It doesn't matter, I am not looking for you for the shooting conference."

Azheba resisted anger. "I am very busy. Dodun Prince does not wait."

"In a word, just one sentence." Fang Wen is erecting a finger. In contrast, Azheba is better than Moline.

"Ok."

"I hope you can remember that Xiao Wang Shu Litu has saved your life."

Nearly the service army had wanted to burn Azhiba, it was Shulitu’s life-saving guarantee, and Azhba would certainly not forget, "What exactly does the military officer want to say?"

Azba's tone eased down, and Fang Wen felt that he was done. He smiled and said: "Loyalty is of course a good thing, but it is more important than the grace of life. You should think about it."

This time, the party was the first to get out of the tent and leave Azba alone.

Fang Wen did not say anything. Rescuing Azhiba is not the merit of Sullito alone. The Dragon King is the biggest behind-the-scenes hero. Without the efforts of the Dragon King, Shulitu is only a 12-year-old child, even if he died. One hundred times did not help.

Azhaba knows this. He is not the kind of ungrateful person. Fang Wen is looking forward to the performance of this young officer.

Man is also a usable piece, but he was left by Duo Dun, and he did not leave, and Fang Wen had no chance to meet him privately.

The shooting conference began. More than a dozen horses carried wooden targets and ran back and forth in the circle. The first dozens of entrants bowed and arched outside the sixty-seventh step, and they also had to race the horse faster. Everyone has a mark on the arrow, and finally sees who has the most targets, runs too slowly or scores less on the horse.

Fang Wen was standing in the crowd for a while. He was not interested in shooting, but he was only looking at Dodun and Shulitu.

Doton put down the prince's shelf, and like the ordinary soldiers, shouted for the optimistic shooter, screamed and slammed the bowl, and several of his partners were mad, squeezing and squeezing, and each other's teeth and claws, showing the deep friendship.

Suli's image of a savage sea in the sea, the thin body can not compete with the strong adult man, left and right, sometimes occasionally revealing a small face full of fear in the middle of several arms.

As Fang Wen expected, Azhba stood behind Shulitu, and it was with his support that Shulitu could stand firm.

Cloth is the only bystander among the small gangs, and it is not as polite as the North Court.

After Shulitu made an excuse to leave the market, Fang Wen also crowded out the crowd.

Shulitu sweated, took off his armor, sat on the couch and gasped, and looked at the military division. He looked very happy. "Mr. Fang came just right, and said to the Dragon King for me. If there is a chance, I would like to have a dragon king." Meet alone."

"There is always an opportunity." Fang Wen said with a smile that he had been with the child for nearly two months. He saw that he was growing fast. Although he could not compete with Duo Dun, he was not the naive Wang Sun.

Shulitu ordered the followers to retreat. "Mr. Fang gave me an idea."

"What's wrong?" Fang Wen is pretending to be confused.

"I wonder if I will hand over the army to Prince Dudton now."

"What?" Fang Wen was exclaimed, and then understood that he was fooled. Shu Litu was throwing a hole out of the snake. He was deceived by a child, so he smiled and shook his head. "Why did you have to hand over the army?"

"Doddon is older than me, smarter than me, stronger than me, more loving than me. In short, he is better than me. He wants to defeat Prince Ronaldo in the east. Dodon is better than me, and you also I heard, 'King prince and grandson are stepping stones', I don't want to be a stepping stone to death, have to take the initiative?"

"Not at all, Duo Dun is quite old with the old Khan, but he overdo it. He used Khan Prince Sun as a stepping stone. What is the full camper? What tools are lost with rotten? We have all seen Roro. The army is solemn and tidy, and it is an iron army. Once again, he will be so tossed, he will lose the military discipline, and there is no way to compete with the whip.

Shulitu finally began to confide in his heart. "Doddon has many supporters."

"It won't be more than His Royal Highness and Dragon King."

Shulitu thought for a while and made up his mind, "I need a decent guard."

"The Dragon King will provide it."

"It is better to Nie Zeng, I like him very much."

"should be no problem."

Shulitu stood up and paced back and forth, and the exhaustion seemed to be swept away. "I have an idea, the military division will help me to consult."

Fang Wen was taken aback. "It’s a coincidence, I also have an idea that needs the help of my Highness."

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

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