Empress True Colors

Jing Hengbo stood under the city wall of Mengcheng, looking up at the dark green "Mongolian" flag on the city wall with complicated eyes.

At this moment, what she thought about was not the majesty of the royal city, nor the prosperity of the country, but the fate.

Fate arranged for her, but she couldn't always do what she wanted.

Five days ago, full of joy and anticipation, he packed his luggage and finally abducted to Gong Yin, wanting to go back to his ancestral property with him. This journey means a lot to her, and she always feels that this will be the beginning of her getting closer to him and no longer facing rejection, it will be the sign that she and him finally let go of everything, and it will be the beginning of her peaceful and secluded life, even if there are still some problems in the future. There will be twists and turns, but at the very least, this step has been taken.

However, this step was lifted in the air, but in the end it still failed to land.

She smiled smugly, thinking that maybe that was the case, God would not grant her until all the matters in the wilderness were resolved.

She patrolled at the door, and everyone accompanied her quietly. Everyone included her subordinates, the children of the Long family, and the Mongolian court guards who accompanied her to the royal city along the way, and came here to greet her at this moment. Mongolian officials.

This is the first time she has been received by the royal family without rejection since the name "Royal Terminator" spread.

It's just that the reception was still full of weirdness. There were many people who came, and the etiquette was respectful, and their status was not low. At the front was the minister of ceremonies, but he didn't prepare for the ceremony of welcoming the queen, nor did he use the queen's guard of honor. The prime minister is very respectful, but he keeps calling her His Highness.

That's right, her current identity is a certain princess of Ji Kingdom. Meng and Ji are considered to be on good terms with each other. On behalf of the Queen of Ji Kingdom, the princess of Ji Kingdom came to celebrate the 50th birthday of the King of Mongolia in half a month.

Of course, she agreed, because she could not enter Mengcheng as a queen, which would cause unnecessary vigilance to some people.

Jing Hengbo secretly sighed in his heart, thinking that the royal families of the wild countries are getting more and more absurd. A great king in the capital of his own kingdom can't welcome his queen openly and aboveboard, but also hides his identity and sneaks around. How precarious is this kingship?

And she had to agree, that day in the west of Puyang City, she received a secret report, Meng Hu fell into ambush, and was captured by King Ping of Meng Guo, and now her life or death is unknown.

King Ping, one of the two grown-up sons of the old king of Mongolia. He was originally a virtuous king praised by everyone in the court, but in this world, the more saintly he is, the more villainous he is.

After the inexplicably sudden death of another young prince, Prince Li, King Ping became a prince who was just under the old king's knees, and who was famous and powerful enough to inherit the throne. Coincidentally, he took control of the Yaoshan Army stationed closest to Mengcheng. His uncle was in charge of the Mengcheng Pegasus Army. Originally under the control of King Li, it was specially used to counterbalance King Ping's Heishan Division Army. Because King Li was patrolling the border, he was taken away from Gyeonggi. After King Li died, this army thought that King Li The king entered Puyang in the name of revenge, and he did some angry things, and he didn't know what was the reason for being caught. Now it is said that he is also moving closer to King Ping.

In other words, the army around Mengcheng will soon all belong to King Ping, so how can Lao Wang sleep peacefully?

This is the news Dr. Sun worriedly provided her on the road. For this reason, Dr. Sun begged her and her subordinates to refrain from hiding and change their luggage, so as not to be discovered by King Ping prematurely, and conflicts outside Mengcheng would occur and they would not be able to enter Mengcheng.

Jing Hengbo agreed, anyway, her journey was mostly subdued, she had no intention of getting involved in the royal family's struggle for power, but she had to save Menghu.

It's just that she couldn't calm down, looking at the gate of Mengcheng at this moment, thinking that if it wasn't for this mess, she might have already walked on the path in the mountains with Gong Yin, she couldn't help snorting bitterly.

Before the sound of "hum" was over, someone suddenly said sharply: "Who is in front of you, why did you block the way for so long!"

Jing Hengbo turned around in a daze, only to realize that there were many guards and many people in his group, and they all stopped because of her in a daze at the moment, so they blocked the gate of the city, so that the people, carriages and horses who entered and exited had already lined up for a long time. dragon. Many people have shown dissatisfaction, just because they are noble at first glance, and they dare not speak out.

She suddenly felt apologetic, and hastily moved the horse to get out of the way. Just as the horse's hooves stepped on, there was a commotion from behind, and a group of people squeezed over. With his mouth crooked, he smiled uncomfortably.

Jing Hengbo felt that he was in the wrong, and he didn't want to cause trouble at the gate of the city. It was said that King Ping had been quite powerful recently, and his masters of light and dark were staring at the inside and outside of Mengcheng day and night, so why should he be too high-profile and fall into the eyes of others. Then he gestured with Qisha to make way.

The group of people squeezed over, but it was a rather gorgeous soft sedan chair, and several maids and guards supported each other, all of them looked quite proud, and many people around them recognized it, whispering: "This is not the sedan chair of the Ji family. Is it the lady of the Ji family?"

"Stay far away." Someone said, "The Ji family is not easy to mess with, and now with the support of His Royal Highness Prince Ping, I'm afraid something will happen at the gate of the city today."

Dr. Sun whispered in Jing Hengbo's ear: "Miss Ji, His Highness Prince Heping is a cousin. My aunt is the former queen, and her father is His Royal Highness Prince Ping's uncle, and also a general of the Mengcheng Pegasus Army. Great general and His Royal Highness favorite."

Jing Hengbo hummed, thinking that someone related to King Heping appeared at the gate of the city at this time, is it really such a coincidence?

The group of people squeezed over, and the first few people who looked like generals kept scanning Jing Hengbo and the others, indifferent and vigilant.

These people originally looked provocative, but seeing Jing Hengbo's people really let the roadside, there was nowhere to get angry, so they could only walk over with a gloomy face.

Seeing that this pedestrian is about to pass.

Both Dr. Sun and the officials of the Rites Department quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when the car curtain passed by Yongxue's side, it suddenly opened.

I can't see the face, I only see a snow-white hand, the red kodan on the hand is like blood, I don't know if the hand is too pale, or the kodan is too bright, the contrast of the colors is too sharp, it makes people look uneasy, plain A bit gloomy.

That finger pointed to Feifei in Yongxue's arms, and then a voice from the sedan chair said: "This cat is not bad."

The voice is very young, but the tone of the girl's voice is very light, and the light is slightly dry and disdainful, as if what she wants, the whole world should kneel and send it to her.

Apparently her family also thought so, a middle-aged man immediately said: "Yes."

Immediately, she threw an ingot of silver into Yongxue's arms, pointed to Feifei, and said: "Your cat is not bad, my lady bought it. You don't need to thank me, so as not to pollute my lady's breath."

Jing Hengbo frowned.

It's not because the other party bought Feifei forcibly, but because she saw that the ingot of silver was not small, and the general used internal force, and the silver roared and smashed into Yongxue's face. If Yongxue reacted slower, the silver could smash her teeth knocked out.

Is this for money, or for work?

The silver came out with a whistling sound, a cruel smile appeared in the eyes of the general, and the pale hand that rolled the curtain remained motionless.

A hand was stretched out lightly and skillfully, spread out flatly, and the silver fell into his palm with a "pop", without trembling.

Standing beside Yongxue, Yi Qi weighed the silver with a smile, and said, "Twenty taels, buy a cat, generous!"

"That's natural." The general said proudly, "Mengcheng Ji Mansion, a century-old family, why would they do such things as bullying others and buying evil things?"

All the people in Jing Hengbo's team smiled—I've seen so many scumbags who confuse right and wrong, they don't even bother to sarcasm.

"Next." Yi Qi happily threw Feifei over, and the family would catch it first, Feifei's big tail swept his face affectionately, and he didn't know what kind of gas bomb was used, and the family's face would be green.

Feifei's fur color has changed at the moment, and she is dyed golden, she really looks like an ordinary cat. Although the queen's pets rarely appear in front of the world, it is inevitable that people have seen them along the way. In order to avoid revealing their identities, even the pets have been modified. Kingfisher, led by Tianqi, will enter the city later.

Miss Ji's family wanted Feifei, but she didn't show any joy, and she didn't let Feifei be put into her sedan chair. She seemed a little surprised and disappointed by the reaction of this group of people, and her tone became lazy. With a sneer, he said, "You guys are acquainted... let's go."

The latter sentence, let's go, was said to the general, and the general agreed, and the group continued to move forward, Dr. Sun breathed a sigh of relief.

When the sedan chair passed by Jing Hengbo, the curtain of the sedan chair suddenly opened again.

The pale hand painted with bright red Kodan stretched out again, and Dr. Sun's face changed.

The finger pointed directly at Gong Yin beside Jing Hengbo this time, and his voice became a little more restless, saying: "This person...is a spy! Take him back to the mansion for a thorough investigation!"

The general was startled, glanced at Gong Yin, and before he could say anything, Jing Hengbo had already chuckled, "Miss Ji, this is a human, not a cat."

The finger was still pointing straight, and the voice was a little more sinister, "A few spies who sneaked into the Pegasus Army a few days ago, one of them is very similar to this person!"

"Miss Ji." Minister Li couldn't keep silent no matter how hard he stepped forward, and said, "Don't be rude, this is the king's distinguished guest!"

The finger flicked, and the sedan chair curtain moved. Miss Naji seemed to have just seen the court officials here, and said in surprise: "Ah, it turned out to be Mr. Wei! Why is Mr. Wei here today, and still guarding this place to spy on our army?" spies?"

Wei Sixiang's face was ashen, and he said coldly: "Miss Ji, are you trying to shame our country in front of distinguished guests from other countries? This is the third princess of Ji Kingdom, who came to congratulate the king on behalf of Queen Ji. She Just arrived in Mengcheng, how can the people around her spy on the military situation of your Pegasus Army?"

Jing Hengbo said with a smile, "People around you are used very well, but they are not just people around you. This is my concubine." She also pointed to the sedan chair, and jokingly said, "Miss Ji, your words are really amazing. If you are in a hurry, tell me, my son-in-law from Ji Kingdom has come to spy on your Mongolian Pegasus Army?"

There were slight titters on all sides, but Miss Naji didn't know whether she didn't understand, or she was stubborn, and said coldly: "Why not? What about Princess Ji? What about Princess Consort? They are just a group of rude plateau girls. , in the backcountry behind closed doors to become the king. I heard that you ride a llama, chew red fruit, and chew it until your mouth is full of blood? It’s disgusting to think about it. Your country of mountain women is low, and even a son-in-law may not be able to match it. The general in my house is noble, and he is greedy for the prosperity of my city, sneaking into our army to spy on the military situation, what is impossible?"

"Alas," Jing Hengbo murmured, "Ji Min is here, she must be very angry...Actually, I'm also a little angry...Why are there so many people who want to die in this world?"

"What did you say?" Miss Naji asked, unable to hear clearly.

Before Jing Hengbo could answer, Gong Yin suddenly turned around and glanced at Miss Ji.

He only glanced at her, and Miss Naji suddenly shook her hands, then sneered, and wanted to put down the car curtain.

She is also considered quick to respond, but unfortunately she is always too slow compared to some people.

As soon as Gong Yin raised his hand, suddenly there was another person in his hand.

A little girl in a gorgeous palace-like skirt, with straight hair combed, her face as pale as frost, but her mouth and hands as red as blood.

Her face was too plain, but it was not suitable for her age and she was covered with extremely thick makeup, which made her mouth look even weirder, like a bloodthirsty and flesh-eating banshee in the middle of the night.

The Mongolian officials looked blankly at the little girl hanging in Gong Yin's hand, and then at the empty sedan chair before they realized that the pretending Miss Ji in the sedan chair was already in the hands of the "son-in-law" superior.

The Mongolian officials haven't decided whether to dissuade them or reprimand them. The generals just reacted and rushed over angrily. Miss Ji, who suddenly changed her position, was still in a daze. Gong Yin had already carried her and turned to Jing Hengbo. , It's a serious comparison.

This action is even more strange, and everyone is even more stupid.

Immediately Gong Yin said: "Bloody mouth?"

The people around were giggling and laughing, looking at Miss Ji's broad mouth painted blood red, and Jing Heng's delicate red lips like flowers.

It was only at this time that Ms. Ji came to her senses. Seeing her body hanging in the air, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she felt a flood of humiliation, and screamed: "Put me down! How dare you, a pariah—"

She raised her leg in the air to kick Gong Yin, and her skirt flew away, but apart from making her posture more ugly, there was no way she could get closer to Gong Yin.

Gong Yin hooked her collar with one finger, and carried it far away. Although his face was expressionless, his posture was full of disgust, and he said, "Rough and rude?"

Everyone looked at Jing Hengbo, who was smiling elegantly, and at Miss Ji, who was in a disheveled skirt and stockings, and they all sighed and shook their heads.

"Help me down! Help me down!" Miss Ji screamed in Gong Yin's hand, at this moment her eyes finally showed fear, she didn't dare to speak harsh words, she just desperately asked for help from the general, but the general was afraid of the mouse, how could she dare to step forward , those high-spirited generals had no choice but to cast their begging eyes on the Mongolian courtiers, hoping that they would stop.

"Ah, the old man suddenly has a stomachache." Prime Minister Li Si said to the Deputy Prime Minister with a painful expression on his face.

"Perhaps it's because the tofu brain in the yamen is not very good in the morning, and I don't feel very comfortable in the humble position." The assistant minister quickly responded and covered his stomach.

"The gate of the city is very windy, and the elders are not feeling well, so don't let the wind blow." Immediately, a group of young servants, Wai Lang, came up and helped the old guys in. The Mongolian officials at the gate of the city immediately left.

"Help! Help! You dare to hurt people at the gate of the city..." Miss Ji's voice was sharp, and she kicked desperately.

"If this is the nobility and beauty of Mongolia," Gong Yin said lightly, covering her voice, "then let more people pay their respects."

After speaking, he raised his hand.

The man in hand disappeared again.

Following the sound of the wind, everyone looked up in a daze, and then saw brightly colored people hanging high on the flagpole at the top of the city.

As soon as Gong Yin raised his hand, Chun Shui handed over the snow-white silk handkerchief, and Gong Yin carefully wiped the fingers that had just lifted Miss Ji's collar.

Jing Hengbo watched with a smile. She likes to watch Gong Yin take action to teach others the most. His style seems to be very pretentious, but he does it most naturally.

"Why bother?" She happily looked at the little girl above who was screaming and waving a flag, her eyes were like moons, "it's ugly to hang so high, although she is indeed very ugly."

With a flick of Gong Yin's finger, the silk handkerchief floated away with the wind, and out of the corner of Jing Hengbo's eye, he saw two onlookers stealthily grabbing it and collided with each other.

Immediately, she heard Gong Yin's voice clear and firm: "Madam's beauty cannot be profaned."

Not only her, but everyone could hear this sentence clearly.

The tone is flat, but it seems to declare.

Jing Hengbo was stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and a smile was ignited from the depths of his eyes, spread, and in a blink of an eye, the light was brilliant.

…

Jing Hengbo was at the gate of the city, and Meng Hu was in Prince Ping's Mansion in Daming Square in the city when he had a conflict with someone.

His face was as heavy as water, and he stood in front of the window, his back turned to the man who was talking endlessly behind him, and he remained silent.

The man kept drinking water, his lips were dry and skinned, and there was white foam around his mouth, which showed that he had spoken a lot.

But these words seem to have no effect, because Meng Hu never looked back from the beginning to the end.

The man talked for a long time, looked at the sky, and shook his head resentfully—including himself, three groups of lobbyists came, and their lips were scorched. , as if to use such a gesture to refuse forever.

In the end, he could only sigh, and said helplessly: "Commander, those who know the current affairs are outstanding. In the end, you don't need to pay anything, it's just a letter to your old man..." Looking at the unmoving figure in front of him, He finally shook his head and walked out slowly.

Meng Hu heard that after the lobbyist walked out, there seemed to be a large number of footsteps approaching indistinctly, and he slowly sneered.

King Ping is really good at calculating.

You have to write a letter to the old man yourself, saying that you have been captured, and then let the old man be jealous. You have to give up your position of being loyal to the royal family and seek refuge with King Ping, stirring up a **** storm of seizing power and chaotic politics in Mongolia, and then you will be caught by the cunning rabbit. Cooking like a running dog, or being pointed at by the people and scolded for dishonest traitors?

His Meng family is a close branch of the royal family. He has been loyal to the royal family for many years and has held military power for many years. Restraints from external frontier forces have won the acquiescence and support of the military.

That's why King Ping spent so much effort to lure him into a trap, but he treated him as a distinguished guest. What he wanted was to beg for mercy, and what he wanted was to hold his family hostage with his safety.

Meng Hu sneered again.

He sat down in front of the window, watched the sun gradually set to the west, watched the guards in the mansion come and go, watched the sky gradually darken, it seemed that Prince Ping's mansion had given up on persuading him, and no counselor came that day.

He frowned deeply because of this.

He has been with Gong Yin for many years, although he has not directly participated in political affairs, but he is very clear about the methods used by the court to fight for power.

King Ping lured him into the net, and he would never give up easily. It would be best if he could ask him to write a letter for help, but he should be mentally prepared for his refusal.

In fact, as long as Meng Hu is here with King Ping, as long as he is convicted of "rushing into the formation and destroying the gate" under the operation, no matter whether he writes this letter or not, the Meng family has already fallen into a passive position.

Meng Hu raised his eyes slowly, looked at the sky that was already darkening, the sky was dark, and there was a faint starlight, just like the well he saw when he just returned to Mongolia, deep, dark, shimmering, Crush the pale face of a young girl about to throw herself into a well.

The morals of the world are like the sky, how much privacy and darkness are covered.

His hand was silently and firmly pressed on the table, and after an unknown amount of time, two clear palm prints were left on the table.

It is imprint, but also determination.

There is only one way to avoid being blackmailed.

It is death.

…

Because he was in a good mood, Jing Hengbo was smiling all the way into the palace. Even if Chun Shui rolled her eyes all the way, she didn't think it was a nuisance.

It is said that foreign envoys will stay in the post house first, so there is no reason to summon them immediately, but there is always a reason to see them. Jing Hengbo entered the palace on the grounds that he needed to present the mysterious gift of Ji Kingdom to the king immediately. In the gorgeous box inlaid with gold and jade, there are a handful of melon seeds.

Isn't Her Majesty's melon seeds a mysterious and important gift?

All the way into the palace, Jing Hengbo already sensed that the atmosphere in the palace was abnormal. The servant who led the way seemed to keep his eyes on the box, but he was always sneaking glances at the box in her hand. Then he gave up resentfully.

Jing Hengbo only sighed in his heart, thinking that the old king was so miserable, even the palace seemed to be controlled by others, and if she was a queen to enter the city, she would have to sneak around.

After entering the main hall, the first time she saw the towering green hat, Jing Hengbo raised her head desperately, but still couldn't find the top of the hat. She was very worried that the hat would puncture the top of the hall when Lao Wang stood up, and she was also worried that the hat would break the top of the hall. In case of being hit by something, Lao Wang's head will be broken.

Just for this **** hat, she thinks it's better not to be the king of Mongolia.

The first time she saw King Mengguo, she felt that it was better for him to continue to be the king, because anyway, this guy has age spots on his face, black eye circles, and he is not far from death, so he should end his life in this position anyway.

But she remembered that the king of Mongolia didn't seem to be that old, how could he be so weak?

There was no one else in the hall, and the door was closed. The King of Mongolia was supported by Dr. Sun, and saluted her tremblingly.

Before he came down to the palace, Jing Hengbo stood a little slanted, she was very afraid that the tall green hat would fall off and hit her on the head when Lao Wang saluted.

Fortunately, there was not, but Lao Wang couldn't straighten up for a while after bending over, and the hat "slapped" on top of Pei Shu's head. When Pei Shu lifted the hat and lifted Lao Wang by the way, his face was the same color as the hat.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the King of Mongolia was also very straightforward, and said in the first sentence: "This king is half a month away from fifty years old."

Jing Hengbo nodded. She came to Mengcheng for the reason of wishing him his fiftieth birthday, but now it looks like he is eighty.

Maybe it's time or life and death are too urgent, the King of Mongolia is more straightforward with each sentence.

"This king has given birth to a bunch of good sons. During his twenty-three years in power, his sons rebelled three times, three were killed violently, three were assassinated, and two died in infancy. Half a month ago There are eleven daughters and three sons, and now there are only two sons left. The youngest son is only three years old."

Jing Hengbo calculated the years and months, and expressed his admiration for Lao Wang's fertility.

"Not all of my sons covet the throne with ulterior motives, but good boys, sons loved by the courtiers, die faster and earlier."

"Now, maybe it's my king's turn."

Jing Hengbo looked at him with a smile, and said leisurely: "Your Majesty, do you want me to help you end the fate of the king? Generally speaking, the one in power is the one I conquer."

"Then it's not my king." The king of Mongolia laughed, his face was wrinkled like clouds, and he became more and more old. "Thanks to my good son, this king is almost empty now. Otherwise, why bother to ask the queen?" before driving."

Dr. Sun said in a low voice: "The flowers I picked are to detoxify the king. The king has been poisoned, and it is unknown who inflicted it. The poison has been around for a long time, and the poisoning period must be more than ten years."

Jing Hengbo shook his head, feeling that such a result of raising a son is really pitiful.

Or maybe the royal family is like this, raising their sons in the same way as raising Gu, putting them in an environment of competition and snatching since they were young, facing the most alluring temptation of power and desire in the world, survival of the fittest, and the strong prey on the weak, and finally raise a group of greedy, unscrupulous people Offspring, also known as self-reaping.

"Actually, I discovered it early, but I never knew who it was. Now that Meng He died, the answer is ready." Old Wang smiled bitterly, "It can't be my youngest son who was just three years old."

Jing Hengbo thought about the deeds of King Ping that he had heard. He was known as a virtuous king at the beginning, and he was praised for his loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. How could Meng He, the wild and tyrannical king of Li, compare with him. That's right, only by pretending to be a hypocrite to the extreme can he deceive Lao Wang for so many years, being emptied by him, infiltrated by him, and manipulated by him, until he finally realizes who the wolf beside him is, and it's already too late.

"So, what does Your Majesty need from me?"

The King of Meng turned his head, Dr. Sun took out a jade box from a hidden shelf under the imperial case, and held it up respectfully.

Jing Hengbo wanted to pick it up, and stretched out three hands at the same time, then Yeluqi smiled and took it back, Pei Shu snorted angrily and shook his hand suddenly, Gong Yin calmly opened the lid of the box, and invited Jing Hengbo to watch with him.

This kind of thing will happen many times on the road, Jing Hengbo has long been used to it. The onlookers may not necessarily feel that Dr. Sun sniffed and glanced at the three famous men in front of him, thinking that the three men who admired him and were extremely outstanding and proud could coexist peacefully. If you have the ability, if the king can learn half of it, he won't die so many wives and children.

Talent, as expected, anyone who can be a queen is a talent! Wen can manage the world, Wu can stabilize the country, and even accept a king's husband without fighting or grabbing, and manage harmony.

Jing Hengbo didn't know that this was the reason why people admired her for the first time. She glanced at the thick brocade cover in the box, which had already been written thickly. This is a covenant, more precisely a letter of allegiance. Black and white clearly stated that the Mongolian royal family swore allegiance to Her Majesty the Queen forever, and made great concessions and submissions to Dige in terms of economy, government system, and even military establishment.

There is nothing to say about the conditions, it is more humble than Jing Hengbo imagined, almost handing over half of Mongolia's internal affairs, and even proposed that in the future, the Mongolian royal family and the generals who will take over the army of Mongolia will first pay homage to Dige Wang Ting also learned that the civil service system goes to Dige to report on his duties every three years, and accepts Dige's appointment, dismissal and transfer of Mongolian officials above the third rank.

Jing Hengbo visited the wilderness all the way, and the royal family withered wherever he went, and had reached a loyalty agreement with most of the royal families, and gained a lot of benefits and power. It can be said that she used an unprecedented way of conquest to avoid the damage caused by war On the basis of the huge damage to the national power, she tried her best to slowly reshape the scattered power of the Great Wilderness, and concentrated the power of the world in Dige. There are still variables in the control of the royal family, and it is unlikely to achieve the effect of complete unification in the short term. The six kingdoms and eight ministries are too scattered and have been independent for a long time. If they want to pry off the foundation of all the royal families, they will only cause a desperate rebound. Considering interests and governance, they are always bargaining in the process of allegiance, trying to maintain the ruling power of their own royal family, and the military and political aspects are absolutely unwilling to let go. However, today's letter of allegiance to the Mongolian Kingdom fundamentally touches the royal power, handing over the general and political power, and truly belonging to Dige.

Once the generals are trained by Dige and the officials are appointed by Dige, the Mongolian royal family will actually exist in name only, no different from the county attached to Dige.

This is what Jing Hengbo wants to see the most, and it is what Gong Yin has always wanted to do, but it is difficult to find a breakthrough. Now Mengguo has taken the initiative to open his arms, with a gesture of whatever he wants, and Jing Hengbo is full of enthusiasm—a good start, and in the future There are examples to follow, the unification of the wilderness may not be a dream.

"How is your majesty willing?" Jing Hengbo asked while holding the letter of allegiance.

"If this king is harmed by others, he can't let the rebellious son succeed. If this king wins, he won't live long. The only youngest son who succeeds to the throne, at the age of three, how can he compete with the neighboring kingdom of tigers and wolves, and the old conspirators around him? It's better to hand it over to Dige, at least it can keep his life safe and the people of Mongolia safe."

Jing Hengbo nodded slightly. Although Lao Wang's adopted son was in a coma, he was still awake at the critical moment.

If the seat is usurped, he will leave a gap for the usurper, which is regarded as revenge for his son; if it is not usurped, there are not many trustworthy ministers around him, and a three-year-old child can't support this cuckold, so he might as well do it. A Taiping Gong, he lived his life peacefully under the care of Emperor Song. At the very least, Montessori's throne can sit forever without being annexed by neighboring countries and ethnic groups.

The letter of allegiance had already been affixed with the imperial seal of the great king of Mongolia, Jing Hengbo was not polite, and immediately took out the small seal that he carried with him and affixed it.

"So, what does Your Majesty need me to do for you?"

Asking again the second time, the tone is much more sincere, accepting the big gift offered by others, one can imagine that there must be a price to pay.

The tall green hat of the old Mongolian king trembled slightly in the hall, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Kill the son, seize the throne!"