Nine Hundred and Sixty-Two: See the Poor Dagger

The alliance of Liu, Xu, and Huang made not only the big and small princes in Dongqing uneasy, but also the imperial court in northern Xinjiang was in constant turmoil.

In addition to external factors, there are also many hidden dangers in northern Xinjiang.

First, the nine princes of Northern Xinjiang fought and framed each other, and then the King of Northern Xinjiang's body declined, like a river going downhill.

"Cough, cough, cough—come, come—come—bring me some lonely medicine—"

Frequent consumption of cold food powder, coupled with frequent anger, two-pronged approach, almost hollowed out the body of the king of northern Xinjiang.

Where is he still a majestic king now?

Looking at it, it was clearly a male lion in its dying years. It was old and weak, and its sharp teeth could not even bite the skin of its prey.

How could the King of Northern Xinjiang be willing to accept such a status quo?

The more this is the case, the more he relies on the state after taking Hanshisan——

His eyesight was clear and his body was full of strength, as if he had returned to his youngest and most powerful days.

He yelled several times intermittently, and it took a long time for his concubine to enter the house.

"What's going on out there—why are you here so late?"

Since taking Hanshi powder, the king of Northern Xinjiang has become more irritable and irritable. If he is unhappy, he will kill slaves to vent his anger.

He raised his hand and waved the end plate away, squeezed Aiqiu's wrist fiercely, opened his eyes wide, and breathed heavily from his nostrils and hit Aiqiu's face.

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life—"

The concubine begged for a few words.

"Tell Gu!" The King of Northern Xinjiang lasted for a while, then he lay back exhausted, his chest heaving sharply, "Tell Gu—"

The concubine seemed to have gotten used to the violent temper of the King of Northern Xinjiang, knelt on the ground to clean up the wreckage, and changed another dose of medicine.

After taking a large amount of cold food powder, the King of Northern Xinjiang was immersed in a wonderful state of bliss, with a carefree and treacherous smile on his face.

Seeing this, the concubine at the side felt shivering all over her body, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

She looked at it for a while, until the ups and downs of the King of Northern Xinjiang's chest calmed down, and then she retreated holding the plate.

As soon as she left the main tent, her waist suddenly tightened, and before she could exclaim in surprise, someone came and slammed her mouth shut.

The concubine blushed and said, "Ninth, His Royal Highness Ninth—it can't be done here—"

The Ninth Prince sneered, "What's wrong, the old man is so sick that he is unconscious, no matter how loud you shout, can he still respond?"

The concubine of the King of Northern Xinjiang reminded him, "Does Your Highness Ninth Remember the Sixth Prince?"

When the Ninth Prince heard the sixth child, he immediately lost interest, and pushed the woman away with a livid face.

"It's really bad luck to mention the sixth child at this time."

The sixth prince thought that the King of Northern Xinjiang was seriously ill and the throne would fall on him, so he held his concubine in his arms and acted recklessly in front of the bed. Unexpectedly, the King of Northern Xinjiang woke up at this time and had a violent fit The sixth prince almost killed him.

A lesson from the past, a teacher from behind.

The Ninth Prince couldn't fall into the same pit.

"Be careful sailing for thousands of years, we still have a long life in the future, don't rush for this moment."

Compared with the willful and high-quality Ninth Prince, this concubine is much calmer and sees more clearly.

"Why do you need to be so careful? Besides the fourth child, who else can threaten Gu?"

The Ninth Prince sneered, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Fourth brother, fourth child, do you really think that Sun Wen is doing his best to help you?

Both he and Harenza are lonely people, but they are just using you as a target to wipe out the enemies on the clear side for Gu.

The concubine said, "Isn't there still the third prince and the fifth prince?"

The Ninth Prince sneered and said disdainfully, "The two of them? Although they are siblings from the same mother, they have discord in temperament and have been fighting since childhood."

The third prince was also unlucky.

This person studied under Wu Liba, so it is reasonable to say that he would not be so miserable, but he has a younger brother who is a thief - the fifth prince.

The incident of Zheying's death from illness dragged the third prince into the water, and his reputation in court plummeted.

In order to stop the loss, the third prince could only lie dormant in peace, intending to plan later.

But the fifth prince didn't want to, he caught the other party and bit him, treating the elder brother of a compatriot as if he was treating a father-killing enemy.

This pair of brothers fought so hard,

Sun Wen also gave a push from behind and easily struck out the two of them.

Now among the nine sons in northern Xinjiang, only the fourth prince who was assisted by Sun Wenming and the ninth prince who was secretly supported were left.

"Thank you sir for planning!"

The fourth prince was very happy recently, and he gave Sun Wen all kinds of rare treasures free of charge.

He and the Ninth Prince had the same mother, but the old Ninth Prince had no experience of being adopted by the queen. He was just the son of a slave girl, and his blood was very humble.

In the eyes of the fourth prince, Lao Jiu is nothing to fear, and the throne of Northern Xinjiang is firmly on his head.

Sun Wen said with a smile, "Your Majesty the Fourth Highness looks to heaven, Wen is just following the destiny."

These words made the fourth prince feel at ease physically and mentally.

He said, "When Gu ascends the throne, I hope that Mr. Gu will continue to assist Gu, unify the northern border, and attack the willow bandits!"

It's not that he can sit back and relax after ascending the throne. The other brothers all ran back to their respective tribal fiefdoms, all of which were his confidant's serious troubles.

Sun Wen said with a smile, "It's only natural, Wen must be ashamed of His Highness the Fourth Highness, and he will die."

After some allegiance, the fourth prince was overjoyed, and held Sun Wen's hand and refused to let go.

Sun Wen is unparalleled in strategy, if he can assist him wholeheartedly, he will not be afraid of those brothers, let alone Liu Xi who is covetous.

As long as Lao Jiu is excluded, he will be the next king of Northern Xinjiang!

Sun Wen frowned, and said, "Your Highness Fourth should not take it lightly. Although His Highness Ninth is not as good as His Royal Highness Fourth, he is a 'young', and the King loves him the most on weekdays. His Highness Ninth usually hides behind others, Let others stand in the way of everything, and how many contacts you have accumulated in secret, Fourth Highness still needs to be on guard, lest he take the opportunity to force the palace and make the first move—"

The fourth prince looked solemn, and said solemnly, "Thanks to Mr.'s guidance, I almost got carried away."

The Ninth Prince is usually quiet, but he is the youngest son, and he is very much loved by the King of Northern Xinjiang, and all good things cling to him.

Over the years, who knows what hole card Lao Jiu has in his hand?

A few days later, the fourth prince received a secret report from an informant that the ninth prince was gathering troops to force the palace.

There were only two princes left in the imperial court, and the ninth prince must have sensed the pressure and was impatient to make the first move.

"Sir, what should I do? Lao Jiu really wants to force the palace—"

According to the love that the King of Northern Xinjiang has for Lao Jiu, maybe he will really give up the throne to him.

Sun Wen reassured, "Your Highness is not in a hurry."

"Why are you not in a hurry?" The fourth prince said eagerly, "After a lot of planning, apart from many obstacles, do you want to make a wedding dress for Lao Jiu?"

Sun Wen said with a smile, "Your Majesty, don't worry, this is a ready-made handle."

When he said this, the fourth prince's mood was immediately appeased.

"Sir, what you said is—" the fourth prince came back to his senses, his heart beating wildly, "Lao Jiu really made a bad move!"

Lao Jiu couldn't bear the pressure and led his troops to force the palace. This was a desperate move.

If he wins the bet, the seat of King of Northern Xinjiang will fall to Lao Jiu. If he loses, then the fourth prince will be the final big winner.

Sun Wen frowned suddenly, and asked, "Your Highness, is this news true?"

The fourth prince said, "Of course it is true."

Lao Jiu would never have imagined in his dreams that his most trusted confidant was someone from His Highness the Fourth Highness.