Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

The national teacher's body was lying in the middle of the post house, his bones were not cold, but the others were arguing fiercely.

"General Cheng, you are really reckless."

"Yes, yes, it's really a bad thing for you to come here."

Cheng Yaojin looked at Qinlongjun who was verbally and verbally attacking him, and felt unhappy.

It's okay for Xue Rengui to say bad things about himself when he came up, but why even the gang of captors started to blame himself.

His Highness's life is at stake, shouldn't he act?
Looking at such a scene, Feng Zhidai couldn't help but comfort him.

"Hey, General Cheng, you are really brave. Your Highness is in danger, so you should act decisively."

Cheng Yaojin ignored Feng Zhidai who was on the side, but looked at Li Ke who was on the side as if nothing had happened with hopeful eyes.

"Your Highness, this..."

In fact, Li Ke is also bored, and he also wants to see what the national teacher wants to hold him hostage.

But he didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to appear suddenly, interrupting the scene he wanted to watch.

Li Ke patted Cheng Yaojin on the shoulder and let out a long sigh.

Xue Rengui followed behind Li Ke, feeling a little annoyed. Seeing Cheng Yaojin, he started to get angry.

"Who have you ever seen dare to treat His Highness like this? Isn't it once in a thousand years to meet such a fool?"

"Do you think His Highness will be endangered by such a person?"

Xue Rengui hated that iron could not be made into steel, and kicked the dead national teacher on the ground.

Following Li Ke's example, he sighed at Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin was even more upset, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and kicked hard.

"It's really fucking bad luck, it's dirty all my books."

Feng Zhidai watched the whole process from the sidelines, and could only show an embarrassed smile.

Among this group of people, he was simply out of place.

There seemed to be an inexplicable barrier between these people, preventing him from approaching.

"Report!"

The sudden notification sound from outside the door interrupted Feng Zhidai's deep thinking.

Everyone in the lobby also looked at the soldier who ran in out of breath.

"Big...big...my lord, the king of Luzon is seriously...seriously ill, and the situation is urgent."

The few soldiers who were sent to the palace by Feng Zhidai realized something was wrong as soon as they entered the palace.

The king was gone, and the entire palace was empty.

Although the reason why the palace is empty is because Xue Rengui and others cut down the trees inside, it is really strange that there is no one in the huge palace.

They searched the whole palace, and found the king dying in a remote room of the palace.

As soon as they entered the palace, everyone saw the Tiehanhan king leaning on the dilapidated chair with a pale face, his eyes were blank.

Seeing Xuanzang and Xue Rengui, he immediately stood up, shook his trembling body, and grabbed Xuanzang's hand.

"Master, I beg of you, discuss it with Master Guoshi, I really don't want to be this king anymore."

The king had a runny nose and tears, and seemed to have been forced into an emotional breakdown.

It's really embarrassing for him to be the king.

The national teacher lied to him before, saying that he only needs to sit in the palace, and when he has something to do, he can go out and say hello to his subjects.

Anyway, the affairs of the country are all in the hands of the National Teacher.

In the palace, there is also a huge farm that has never been seen before, where you can raise cattle comfortably.

The king felt that even the gods could not live such a good life.

Who would have thought that the longer this king reigned, the more troublesome things would become.

Not to mention not being able to raise cattle, but also slaughtering cattle to treat them to dinner, the national teacher still didn't let him run around.

It was because he nestled in the palace every day that he fell ill for no reason.

"I just want to go home and continue to raise my cattle. Being a king is just a job, and raising cattle is my life. Now, I really don't want to be this king anymore."

Looking at the weeping king in front of him, Xuanzang finally cleared up the confusion in his mind.

This king is a native of Luzon.

But the king had no smallpox scars all over his body.

Smallpox is so rampant in Luzon, but there are no scars, which is a strange thing in itself.

What the king said just now made Xuanzang finally figure out the last crux of the problem.

This king is not an aristocrat of Luzon, and it is not easy to become a king.

Whether it is elected or recognized by the ministers, there must be a reason for being a king.

The reason for this is that the king is actually the only one in the country who keeps cattle.

The method of treating smallpox developed by His Highness is essentially extracted from sick cows.

And the current king, probably because of spending time with cows day and night, got immune by chance and was not afraid of smallpox at all.

He was infected with cattle disease, but by a blessing in disguise, he was immune to smallpox.

In such a country where the country was almost wiped out because of smallpox, such a person is really unique.

It is normal to be noticed and even used.

Now the king's serious illness has something to do with the national teacher.

This king is really a tough guy.

It was sold and had to pay for it.It's sad to still think about finding a national teacher now.

But Xuanzang did not tell the king why.

In the current situation, if the king knew about it, he would not even want to be the king, let alone be the king.

Where did the spices and wood of Tang Dynasty come from?

Thinking of this, Xuanzang looked at Li Ke behind him in confusion.

Li Ke's face was calm and calm.

A voice suddenly appeared in Xuanzang's mind: If he is not the king, who will be the king?Tell him that as long as he is the king, he can have as many cattle as he wants.With Datang backing him, no one dared to snatch his cattle.

Xuanzang understood and conveyed the truth.

The king's swarthy face glowed, his mung bean-like eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded repeatedly, and let out bursts of excited cries from his mouth.

Xuanzang shrugged helplessly: "Look, this guy is suitable for raising cattle in this life."

Cheng Yaojin frowned: "Monk, sign a treaty with him, making this place a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty."

Xuanzang nodded, and continued to say something to the king. Xuanzang's voice fell, and the king jumped up excitedly, as if there were thousands of cows in his cattle pen in a flash.

At this time, let alone let him sign the treaty, even if he is asked to sell the country, he is willing.

Raising cattle requires a sense of security, not shabby.

With his hands behind his back, Li Ke glanced around. Suddenly, he noticed some strange things squirming behind the "palace" where the king was.

"Unexpectedly, there are good things here."

When Xue Rengui heard this, his eyelids twitched and the corners of his mouth raised.

Turtle, wherever Mr. Go, there are surprises.

Get rich again!
Cheng Yaojin didn't change his face, he couldn't hold the Spring and Autumn in his hand firmly.

Hey guys, there's a windfall?