The barbarian concubine: mistakenly provoking the evil king

In the capital city of May, the sky is gloomy. With this gloomy sky, full of dull air. All the people in the capital are saying a very angry thing - the national teacher who once killed the kind king and queen will do it again. I don't know which family's children will suffer this time. The hateful national teacher always likes to sacrifice the gods with the blood of young children to obtain the blessing of the gods

The people in the capital, who have children at home, are very afraid and worried. Some even heard that their families left the capital and took refuge among relatives in the countryside, or sent their young children to the countryside. It can be seen that in the eyes of the people, the image of the National Teacher Jiang Ping is so bad and his reputation is so smelly.

However, the white bearded Jiang Ping was not ashamed, but proud. He loved the fear of himself. This can not only increase their own sense of mystery, but also establish their own strong authority. But this prestige is based on the terror of others.

As soon as Jiang Ping arrived in Kyoto, he settled down in his residence and visited some colleagues under the secret arrangement of Jiang Xiangguo. After two days of waiting, I finally met the king of Chu at the court meeting. This means that Jiang Ping officially returned as a national teacher. The king of Chu didn't like people like Jiang Ping. If it hadn't been for this, he wouldn't have exiled Jiang Ping to the south. Similarly, if it were not for the strong request of Jiang Xiangguo and other important officials, he would not agree to recall Jiang Ping.

Even if he agreed to Jiang Ping's return to the dynasty, Chu Cheng did not clearly issue an imperial edict to restore Jiang Ping's identity. He just acquiesced in the court to act in this capacity. As for the future, it depends on Jiang Ping's performance in disaster relief. The dialogue between Chu Cheng and Jiang Ping in the court hall was very meaningful. The ministers of the court hall couldn't help thinking about his Majesty's meaning one after another.

"I'm here to see your majesty... I've finally seen your Majesty's Long Yan... I'm looking forward to working with your Majesty in the south day and night! Today, I've finally achieved my wish... I'm grateful to your majesty..." Jiang Ping is really a master of posturing. His voice trembles with excitement, his facial expression is very rich, his eyes are trembling, and his nose is full of tears.

Such affectation not only made the courtiers in the court feel funny, but also made the king of Chu feel extremely numb. Chiang's performance was too artificial. Don't you tremble after watching it? Many ministers held back their smiles and looked coldly at Jiang Ping's performance. Even the Prime Minister Jiang also skimmed his lips. He really didn't catch a cold about Jiang Ping's play.

"National master, don't be too excited. You must know what you're doing when you recruit you back today?"

"But your majesty has orders that the old minister should try his best to complete even if he dies..." Jiang Ping's face turned out to be like returning to death. People who don't know are still because of how loyal the old minister he is.

"I only have one request, that is not to sacrifice the lives of children, boys and women... As for the way, think about it yourself. Even if it doesn't work, I don't blame you." Chu Cheng said his simplest request that he can't kill boys and girls. Chu Cheng didn't want to end up like King Hui of Chu. This is also the reason why he agreed with Jiang Xiangguo that they insisted on recalling Jiang Ping.

The king of Chu was prepared for this. He is not a doll of those important officials, otherwise how can he be called a virtuous king?

"Your Majesty, however, it is necessary for the old minister to cast a spell..." Jiang Ping was about to say something, but he was effectively interrupted by the king of Chu.

"Needless to say, this is the imperial edict that no boy or girl should be killed. In this way, the prime minister will be responsible for arranging the casting of the spell!" the king of Chu nodded to Jiang Xiangguo and ordered to retreat. Unfortunately, Jiang Ping's tears and snot had not been dried up before he had to thank grace to quit

"That old dog is still pretending. I really want to kill him!" the king of Chu said to father-in-law GUI.

"Your Majesty is holy! The people of Chu all depend on your Majesty's kindness, generosity and insight..." Duke GUI doesn't mind occasionally praising the king of Chu.

"Little Guizi, you are slippery now. Don't learn from the old dog..." the king of Chu smiled and said happily.

The sacrificial rooftop is a place where everyone is deterred in the great Chu. The heaven sacrificial platform is a place for the Royal worship of the great Chu Dynasty. Its platform is ten feet high and hundreds of ninety-nine steps. With its back against the city tower, its top is ten feet square, and around it stands a column carved from Han white stone. The pattern of auspicious clouds on the column is very eye-catching. And above each pillar, there is a flying fairy, graceful, just like a real person.

This is the place where the National Teacher Jiang Ping practiced magic decades ago and where the queen set herself on fire. Today, Jiang Ping is about to re cast his magic and show his heroism again

The front of the sacrificial rooftop was filled with civilians early. Their faces were either excited, sad or curious. Those who know about the scene more than ten years ago are showing off, but those who don't know are not in a hurry. Seems to be waiting patiently for today's casting.

On the altar, I saw that all the items needed for the sacrifice had been placed at the command of the national master. The desk in the middle is surrounded by unknown runes. Various earthworm shaped ghost symbols rustle under the gust of wind. The voice spread to the prince. It was very frightening.

After a while, the national master Jiang Ping dressed himself up as a mysterious Taoist, holding a mahogany sword and wearing snow cloud boots. Under the guidance of several Taoist children, they slowly boarded the sacrificial roof. These Taoist children are naturally his disciples.

When he arrived at the desk, Jiang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around. Looking at the busy crowd under the table, he couldn't help freeing up a sense of comfort and comfort. He most enjoyed the feeling of public attention, which satisfied him very much. When Jiang Ping's eyes wandered to a certain direction of the palace, he winked at his apprentice without the attention of others. And nodded secretly.

Jiang Ping raised his feet, took a step, stood in front of the case, raised his sword, and shouted in his loudest voice, "worship to heaven begins..."

As his voice sounded, a flame suddenly appeared in the three legged tripod stove in front of the desk. The flame turned out to be distinctive blue and purple, which made people feel very strange!

At the same time, Jiang Ping suddenly shot a spell. The peach wood sword penetrated the spell. The spell turned into sparks and ashes with the dance of the peach wood sword