Chapter 317 [Fisherman Benefits]
The king knocked on the prime minister's head and said, "Do you think I haven't thought about this? I sent someone to deliver a gift, but the messenger was speared before he even reached the top of the mountain, breaking his leg. The Moon Tribe gave the messenger a breath to return and report back, warning us in the Mi Kingdom not to disturb their lives in the mountains."
A deep fear flashed across the king's face. If these Moon Clan members had ambitions, they would have annexed their Panyue playground long ago. Leaving pasture for them was like giving them a leeway, telling them to stay in their own circle and not cause trouble.
"In any case, we can fight here, but we must not disturb the Moon Clan members on the other side of the mountain! Otherwise, if they join us, we will surely perish."
The Prime Minister's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly lowered his voice, "What if it wasn't us who disturbed the Moon Clan's lives in the mountains, but the Goddess and the Divine Envoys?"
"King, which of these two forces do you think is more powerful?"
The prime minister's words inspired the king. His expression immediately grew serious, and then a cruel and treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know who is more powerful, but I know very well that when the snipe and the clam quarrel, the fisherman benefits."
No matter which side was defeated, it would be good news for the royal family of Mi Kingdom! If the Goddess's envoys were defeated, their royal family would have more hope of regaining power; if the Moon Clan was defeated, the area of Yuemi Mountain under the control of Mi Kingdom could be expanded southward!
And if the two sides fight, it will definitely be a fierce battle, and perhaps one will die and one will be injured. By then, when the reinforcements from their country arrive...
Can't we start picking up leaks?!
The king thought so, and the smile on his face grew wider. He patted the prime minister's shoulder with a flushed face and said, "Prime Minister, I was right about you! You are my indispensable right-hand man!"
The master and the servant both laughed wickedly and began to discuss how to make these two powerful forces confront each other.
After the new conspiracy was almost complete, the king suddenly thought of something: "Oh, by the way, the goddess's forces have taken over the Seashell Ranch. What are the reactions of the herders there?"
The Prime Minister bowed and said in a flattering tone, "Your Majesty, you are indeed very clever. After spreading the rumor that Jiang Lili is a witch in all the districts of Haibei Ranch in advance, the herders are in a panic."
"Some disorganized people have sought refuge with the royal guards. Our people have been comforting them and distributing food and clothing to them. They are very grateful to us."
The king smiled. It seemed that following the ancestral teachings was the right thing to do. These skilled herdsmen at Haibei Ranch had lived under the strict control of their royal family for generations and had very little communication with the outside world.
Under the brainwashing of the royal family, many herders believe that the royal family of Mi is their heaven and their savior, and the idea of being slaves and servants of the royal family has been engraved in their bones.
"Since they are so panicked, let's add fuel to the fire!"
Three days later, when Haibei Ranch was almost under control, Jiang Lili brought Wen Qiao and Master Liao to the northern tribe to confront the king.
After the false messengers of the northern tribes were imprisoned, this place became deserted, with few cattle and sheep to be seen on the vast grasslands.
When Wen Qiao, who had been to the northern tribe, came to the felt house where the king lived, he looked at the felt house and felt that it looked familiar. It seemed to be the felt house where the high priest of the Mi Kingdom once lived.
It was Wen Qiao who arranged for the royal family members to move to the northern tribe. She wanted to see if she could dig up something else in the northern tribe.
The old fox king chose to live in the high priest's former residence, which must be no simple matter.
Wen Qiao curled her lips, took Master Liao's hand, and accompanied Jiang Lili into the felt room.
There is a surveillance camera installed in the room. Although it cannot be connected to the Internet, the king's every move is recorded. All we need to do is replace the memory card in the camera when the king is not around.
When the two men came in, the king was playing Go elegantly, playing against himself.
Seeing Jiang Lili and her group coming, he still had to pretend: "I wonder what brings you here, goddess?"
Wen Qiao didn't waste any more words and asked, "King, where is the owner of the 30th ivory whistle?"
The king smiled but did not directly answer Wen Qiao's question: "God's messenger, take a look at my chess game."
Wen Qiao was not a Go expert, so she pushed Master Liao.
Master Liao walked up to the king and took a look at the chessboard. He immediately felt familiar with it. He had seen this game in Go records before. It was a famous game with very high difficulty.
He picked up the black piece and placed it on the chessboard decisively, instantly blocking the white piece's path.
The king's face turned green in an instant, and then he looked at Jiang Lili, who was standing silently in the room, with fear.
The smile on his face was transferred to Wen Qiao's face, and Wen Qiao smiled ostentatiously: "King, stop playing tricks on us. Look at the obstacles you painstakingly set for us. Did they succeed?"
The king maintained his expression. "How can you say I'm blocking you? I told the envoy from the beginning that not all members of the royal family obey me."
He said mysteriously, "The owner of the 30th ranch section is really not available to show up."
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Inconvenient to show up? What do you mean?"
The king nodded and said, "Please ask the angel to prepare a carriage and go with me to a place."
Jiang Lili and the others came to the northern tribe by carriage. Wen Qiao grabbed the king and dragged him out.
After the king was dragged away by Wen Qiao, Master Liao quickly ran to the door of the felt room to keep watch. Jiang Lili instantly transformed from a cold goddess into a stealthy agent. She took out the camera memory card installed in the felt room and replaced it with a new one.
After doing all this, the two came to the carriage parked in the northern tribe.
The king, who was forced into the carriage, looked suspiciously at Jiang Lili, who came out later.
The king guessed that the goddess must be searching for some suspicious items or letters in his room, but unfortunately, as smart as he was, he would definitely not leave any evidence in his own residence.
But even if the king racked his brain, he could not have imagined that there was a magical object in his room that could record his every move.
The carriage driver was a villager from the Danyun tribe. When he saw the goddess coming out, he respectfully asked Wen Qiao, "Goddess, where are we going next?"
Wen Qiao looked at the king.
The coachman also looked at the king. The king who was once high and mighty was now sitting in his carriage like an ordinary person, without any boundaries. This feeling was very wonderful. The fear of the royal family had been eliminated little by little in his heart. This was all the confidence given by the goddess and the messenger.
The king straightened his wrinkled robes and said to the driver, "Let's go to the Golden Bamboo Temple."
Obviously, the Jinzhu Temple was a place known to all the people in Mi. When the driver heard the name of the place, he immediately parked the carriage and headed towards the Jinzhu Temple without asking any more questions.
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