Chapter 225: No matter what it is, steal it first
Bingwen just looked at Chunhua meaningfully, but did not stop the King of Nanjiang from bringing his servants to see his master for the first time.
Passing by pavilions and towers, Bingwen led the two to a remote lakeside. He reached out and pressed the red pillar of the pavilion. Instantly, the mechanism changed, and a wooden bridge appeared from the bottom of the lake and was quickly built to the other side.
The night is hazy and the water splashes.
Jun Lin was surprised.
It's the mechanism technique again.
Judging from the relationship between Southern Xinjiang and Mohism, this kind of project would certainly not be the work of Mohism, so it could only be Gong Shujia.
If Nanjiang is closely connected with Gongshujia, then she has the Mohist tactics to attack the city, and Nanjiang naturally has Gongshujia to rely on, and will not be at a disadvantage at all.
No wonder the other party did not feel too unwilling after failing in the competition for the position of the leader, it turned out that there was still a backup plan.
The other side of the lake is a forbidden area. Normally, no one dares to disobey the emperor's order and enter without permission. This is also Jun Lin's first time here.
The King of Southern Xinjiang held the Queen by his waist and walked across the wooden bridge to a pavilion. Bingwen said respectfully outside the door, "Master, the people have arrived."
“Wow——”
The door was blown open by a powerful internal force.
The King of Nanjiang understood, and carried the Queen into the pavilion and placed a wooden chair for her to sit on. Jun Lin stood beside the Queen, lowered his head and waited quietly. The King of Nanjiang flicked his sleeves and walked to the pearl curtain in front. He stared at the person behind the curtain with sinister eyes, and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"
The person behind the curtain said with a smile: "Is this how you talk to your brother?"
As his voice rang out, a slender, porcelain-white hand slightly lifted the bead curtain, and a brown moth like a dead leaf butterfly flew out from the person's sleeve, swaying like a star that would fall at any time, and gently landed on the tip of the queen's nose in the terrified eyes of the King of Southern Xinjiang.
Jun Lin's heart sank suddenly.
This moth is exactly the same as the one that flew out of Le Zhou's sleeve during the giant competition.
Tiny details that she had been ignoring suddenly became clear.
When drinking with the ministers and Wen Suili at night in the Jing Palace, Wen Suili said that the King of Southern Xinjiang holds a dragon in his hand that all other dragons submit to, not in the shape of a round insect, but a moth that has broken out of its cocoon.
Layer upon layer of shocking waves, higher and higher than the last, beat against her heart.
That’s right, this is Wang Gu.
This is the king insect that controls all insects.
The King of Southern Xinjiang fell to his knees with his legs weakened. He kowtowed to the man in humiliation, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground. His trembling voice was humble and panicked: "Royal brother, Royal brother, I was wrong. Please don't hurt Qingqing. Qingqing is all I have..."
The moment the moth landed on the tip of the queen's nose, the queen's skin suddenly began to stir, and several insects hidden in her body excitedly squirmed towards the tip of her nose, vying to pay homage to their king.
The purple skin was like waves on the sea, rising and falling in the wind, and even Jun Lin felt nauseous from the constant ups and downs.
One of them crawled to her cheek and twisted its body wildly as if it would drill a hole and run out in the next second. The stench of the corpse became stronger. Jun Lin lowered her eyes and suppressed her emotions. The disgusting and horrifying scene in front of her made her extremely uncomfortable.
The man chuckled, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "This is the right attitude. Remember, you are now the King of Southern Xinjiang, so you must set an example and observe etiquette."
"I heard that the secret map was..."
“Daddy!”
A clear child's voice was heard along with the sound of trotting footsteps, and behind the bead curtain, a child could be vaguely seen jumping into the man's arms.
"Daddy, look! This incense burner can also glow!"
The man's smile became more genuine: "Tuantuan is really amazing."
The boy named Tuantuan was holding a glass jade that looked like an incense burner, and he smiled happily because he received his father's praise.
That piece of colored glaze jade is the order of the State of Yue.
At this moment, how could Jun Lin not recognize Le Zhou, and how could he not know what was glowing.
But her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and she played the role of Chunhua with a paralyzed face without any flaws.
The glowing thing is one of the five orders?
Stolen.
Maybe Le Zhou has more than one Five Orders in his hand?
Then steal another one.
She lowered her head quietly, just like a little palace maid who was doing her duty. No one knew that she was stealing in her head.
That's not right. We are all intellectuals. How can we use such ugly words? It's just taking at most.
Le Zhou was not worried that others would steal it, because Southern Xinjiang was his territory. Moreover, there were very few people who knew Wu Ling and his true identity. There was only one person in each country who could distinguish Wu Ling, so it was impossible for them to get close to him.
But the truth is often so cruel.
Emperor Jing, who had the worst reputation in the imperial circle, was right in front of him.
What is this? Chunhua's face, stolen!
What is this? Secret sandalwood scroll, stolen!
What is this? The order of the five nations was stolen!
Jun Lin has already started to formulate a plan in his mind. It's not easy for him to come to Southern Xinjiang, so it would be a waste if he can't take the things that are available with him.
Le Zhou, who was unaware of anything, hugged Tuan Tuan and glanced at Jun Lin through the beaded curtain, saying in a teasing voice: "Why, are you afraid that I will kill the queen, so you sent someone to protect me?"
King of Southern Xinjiang: "I know I was wrong."
Le Zhou gently taught: "In the future, do not bring slaves here without permission. Also, you should know how much I value the secret map. If you can't find it back--"
He said affectionately: "Brother, neither the Queen nor Southern Xinjiang belongs to you anymore."
Abandoning the leader of a country sounded easy and insignificant to him, and what was even more terrifying was that Wang Si of Southern Xinjiang did not doubt the truth of his words at all.
What forces does the emperor control?
Yin Yang family? Gong Shu family? Military power in southern Xinjiang?
There were so many that he couldn't remember them all.
So much so that he should face the facts and be his brother's puppet all his life.
"I understand."
He knelt down and kowtowed humbly.
Le Zhou originally wanted to discuss more secrets with the King of Southern Xinjiang, but when he saw Jun Lin, he couldn't help but become more wary. He picked up Tuantuan and said, "Are you bored? Daddy will play with you for a while?"
Tuan Tuan, who was fiddling with the incense burner's glass jade, shouted with joy: "Daddy is the best!"
The moth flew back to Le Zhou like a butterfly from hell and landed quietly on his shoulder.
After the father and son left, the King of Southern Xinjiang slammed his fist to the ground, his anger raging, bloodshot eyes.
"Chunhua, if you tell anyone about what happened today, I will kill you immediately."
Jun Lin bowed his head: "I dare not."
The King of Southern Xinjiang held the Queen in his arms, his heart trembling with pity.
Qingqing has been wronged.
At that time, the emperor really wanted the insect to leave Qingqing's body and was unwilling to leave him even the corpse.
The man smiled bitterly.
Jun Lin had always maintained his silent and cold personality. He had just returned to the Queen's bedroom with the King of Southern Xinjiang and had not even stood firmly when the guard came to report anxiously: "Your Majesty, the Yin Yang Sect Master wants to see you."