Yan Jiaoran sat on the dragon throne and looked at the officials in the hall with a smile, her eyes full of joy and pride.

I don’t know if these ministers feel embarrassed.

These people are so stupid that they are willing to get hit in the face.

Even a fool would know that there must be a spy in the Zhou Dynasty court.

As for who it is, no one knows.

Now Qin Yuan has laid out the facts here.

Qin Huizhi was a spy, so I killed him.

If you think it's wrong, then why don't you tell me who the spy is?

Is there any spy more suspicious than Qin Huizhi?

Or maybe you are the spy?

No one present could bear the blame, and no one wanted to be the scapegoat.

In this case, who would dare to get involved with Qin Huizhi?

As long as you dare to speak, everyone will definitely join forces to label you a spy.

I would rather die than let my friend die.

Traitor Qin Huizhi, rest in peace!

Qin Yuan is a loyal minister and must be rewarded!

What’s going on with the Jingzhou government office?

How come there are always such cruel people?

I originally thought that Chen Wujiu, a military general in the guise of a Confucian scholar, was outrageous enough.

Unexpectedly, his junior brother was even more outrageous. His mother opened the door outrageously. It was outrageous to the extreme!

Could it be that the feng shui of the Jingzhou government office is more nourishing?

The ministers surrounded Qin Yuan, and their flattery continued one after another, as if it were free.

Murong Yanran stared at Qin Yuan, her eyes full of confusion.

She always felt that this was not the case, and it was a bit like calling a horse a zebra.

Yan Jiaoran waved his hand and immediately made the decision: "Appoint Jingzhou Tongpan Qin Yuan as the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, and reward him with a thousand gold coins!"

alright.

This time the dog man has to go to court every day.

If I want to favor him, I can summon him openly without having to act like a thief!

You bastard, you still couldn't escape from my palm after all.

Jiejiejie——

All the officials bowed and said, "Your Majesty is wise!"

…

A simple courtyard in the east of Jingzhou City.

"I am Yuan Gong, the head of the Taiyi Zhenzong sect. I have an important matter to discuss with you, sir. Please inform me."

Yuan Gong blocked the door of the few remaining members of the Mohist school, humbly asking for advice and keeping a very humble attitude.

"Master Yuan, the Mohist School has nothing to do with your Taiyi Sect, so why would we need to meet?"

A voice that seemed to keep people away came from inside the house.

Yuan Gong bowed and said, "Sir, you are joking."

"With the Xiongnu army outside, the people of the Great Zhou are about to suffer. I have a plan to repel the enemy in my mind, and I have come to ask for your help!"

"Squeak——"

The door suddenly opened.

The Mohist leader rushed forward and said excitedly, "Master Yuan, you said you have a plan to repel the enemy?"

"good!"

Yuan Gong nodded and said, "Black Knight, although we haven't seen each other for many years, I am not the type to speak without thinking."

The Black Knight extended his six-fingered hand, bent down, and said, "Please, sir, come in and discuss this!"

As soon as he entered the room, Yuan Gong couldn't wait to ask without waiting for the Mohist leader to speak.

"Master, I remember that you Mohists have quite a bit of experience with the small hole formation technique, right?"

"That's right." Six-Fingered Black Knight nodded and replied, "This matter has already been recorded in the Ink Sutra of our ancestor."

"I wonder why the real person asked this?"

Yuan Gong rubbed his hands excitedly and explained, "I want to borrow the power of ghosts and gods to scare away the Xiongnu."

"In recent days, my Taiyi Zhenzong has done a deep study on the way of light."

"If I could utilize light and the principle of your Mo Sect's pinhole imaging to condense a gigantic phantom Dharma image out of thin air..."

This is the task assigned by Qin Yuan.

This has far exceeded the capabilities of their Taiyi Zhenzong, so they came specifically to recruit the Mohist School.

Yuan Gong still hasn't figured it out.

I just suggested to him that a meteorite would fall in Jingzhou in three days.

Then, the ancestor suddenly slapped his thigh and said that he had an idea, and asked him to think about whether he could create a projection of the Dharma image for him out of thin air.

And then...

It can only be summed up in four words.

It’s hard to put it into words.

…

Stone Mansion.

“I’m not leaving!”

"If you want to leave, just go ahead. I will never leave Jingzhou!"

Shi Chao sat down on the chair with an extremely firm attitude, and refused to be persuaded or persuaded.

"My dear ancestor, you are the only legitimate son of this generation of the Shi family. If you die here, what do you want me to do?"

"I kneel down for you, okay?"

Shi Qing was about to cry.

"Young Master, let's go!"

"As long as there are green mountains, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

"Young Master, you're just temporarily avoiding the attack, that doesn't count as running away!"

"Young Master, let's go!"

“…”

The cheerleaders, uh, no, it should be said that the followers were crazily cheering and persuading.

Anyone with a little bit of insight would know that staying in Jingzhou City would mean death.

This is because we should run away while the Huns are still "attacking the hearts" of the people and building siege equipment. It will be too late when the city is broken!

Shi Chao's shoulders trembled, and he said in a domineering tone, "Is Qin Yuan gone?"

"Qin Yuan?" Shi Qing was convinced. "Grandfather, it's already this late, and you still care about a mere Jingzhou Tongpan?"

"Whether he leaves or not is none of our business!"

Shi Chao glanced at his sixth uncle and sneered, "Even Qin Yuan, a mere magistrate of Jingzhou, knows that he will live and die with Jingzhou."

"How can I, the young master of the Jingu Shi family, be outdone by such a person?"

"No, Sixth Uncle, even if you say it to the sky, I will never leave Jingzhou City!"

Shi Qing wished he could find a piece of tofu and kill himself.

How could I have such an ancestor?

Then, Shi Chao squinted at his own cheerleaders and said disdainfully, "If you want to leave, just go ahead. I won't force you."

"If you're willing to stay and defend the city with me, I'll give you enough money!"

"Also, we need to raise a large sum of money to recruit some brave men to serve as our guards. We need to have at least a thousand men to help us out!"

Shi Qing went crazy.

Does this ancestor really want to live and die with Jingzhou City?

Wait!

I'll find a sack, put you in it, and we'll pack up and leave together tonight!