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"My lord, how is the situation in the city?"

Milo frowned: "Queen, you'd better not ask about this matter."

"Why can't I ask? Is it possible that you also want to face your father?"

Milo quickly waved his hand: "Mother, don't get me wrong, the boy means that I don't want my mother to worry about this matter."

"After I become a country, how can I not worry?"

The Queen let out a long sigh.

Chapter 61 The King's Wishful Thinking

The king lost his mind, but the queen and Milo's mother and son were in a state of anxiety.

The current bhikkhu country can be described as internal and external troubles.

Inside the palace, several princes fought openly and secretly. Outside the palace, the common people complained, and the people were angry.

Once the king died, the bhikkhu country would inevitably be in chaos.

In order to compete for the throne, several princes are bound to fight to the death.

And at this time, the common people who have had long-standing grievances may fight desperately.

"Mother, don't worry, the child will definitely do his best to prevent chaos in the Bhikkhu country."

The queen shook her head: "My lord, you know the current situation. Your father insisted on going his own way and arrested more than 1000 children...

The Bhikkhu country has a small population, so it will cause immeasurable losses to the Bhikkhu country. "

"This... I have persuaded my father, but..."

Milo sighed.

It was obvious that his persuasion was of no use at all.

"It's that vixen who confused your father's mind..."

"Mother, please keep your voice down. If this reaches the woman's ears, there will be endless fuss."

"Afraid of what she will do? Don't forget, I am the queen of the bhikkhu kingdom."

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared.

"My queen, I'm afraid that in the near future, that woman will become the new queen."

"Who?"

Startled, Milo immediately drew his sword.

The queen was also taken aback, subconsciously got up and stood beside her son.

It was Gu Ming who came.

He has been secretly observing the situation in the palace, observing the behavior of several princes, and seeing who is suitable to be the new king.

After some observation and consideration, Milo was finally selected.

For one thing, Miro is the eldest son, and his mother is the queen, which is a legitimate thing.

Secondly, through his secret observation, he found that Miro was a pretty good person and knew how to take care of the common people.

So, he took this opportunity to show up, trying to enlighten the mother and son, so that the bhikkhu country could survive this calamity smoothly.

"Don't panic, you two, I'm here to help you."

The queen was stunned: "Help us?"

Milo gripped the sword tightly, and asked with a vigilant look, "Who are you?"

"I am the Imperial Teacher of the Tang Dynasty!"

"what?"

"You are the Great Tang Imperial Teacher?"

Both mother and son exclaimed in unison.

As the so-called name of a person, the shadow of a tree, monk Tang and his disciples have left many legends along the way, and so has Gu Ming.

Countries such as Baoxiang Kingdom, Wujiche Kingdom, Chechi Kingdom, Nuer Kingdom, and Jisai Kingdom all established Confucian schools to spread Confucian culture and Tang culture.

If Tang Seng represents the Great Tang Sage, then Gu Ming is the disseminator and spokesperson of the Great Tang culture in Xiniu Hezhou.

Some remote people may not know it, but the people in the royal cities of various countries must have heard all kinds of magical legends about the Tang monk and his disciples and the great Tang master Gu Ming.

"What? You don't believe me?"

Gu Ming smiled.

Milo hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward to pay respects: "See the national teacher!"

Although there was still a trace of suspicion in his heart, he had heard about Tang Seng's master and apprentice being in Zhu Ziguo before.

In terms of time, it is almost time to go to the Bhikkhu country.

The important thing is that Gu Ming's temperament and coercion cannot be pretended, and his appearance and attire do not look like people from Xiniu Hezhou.

"See the Great Tang Imperial Teacher!"

The queen also stepped forward and gave a salute.

Although she is a queen, she has heard many legends about Tang Dynasty.

There are only tens of thousands of monks in the country, but it is said that there are tens of millions of people in the Tang Dynasty.

Although many people don't believe that Datang is so big and there are so many people, even if it is exaggerated ten times, there must be millions of people, right?

Even a few million people is unimaginable for a small country in Xiniu Hezhou.

After all, in Xiniu Hezhou, there are only a handful of countries with more than 10 people, let alone millions of people.

"You two are free..." Gu Ming raised his hand, and then said: "I came here today, and I want to tell you one thing. The king and his so-called daughter are actually monsters."

As soon as the words came out, the Queen and Milo only changed their expressions slightly, and they didn't appear too surprised.

In fact, there are too many people in the palace who doubt the father-in-law and the queen, not just their mother and son.

It was even rumored that a court lady revealed a fox's tail after seeing the beauty with her own eyes... However, the witness died suddenly and strangely afterwards, and there is no way to verify it.

Coupled with the drastic change in the king's temperament, he obeyed the words of the king and the queen, obviously being confused by the other party.

It's just that guessing is guessing, the king didn't speak, and the others were helpless.

"Now, Tang Seng and his disciples are also in the city. We decided to save those children first, and the next step is to get rid of the pair of goblins."

"Great, thank you National Teacher, thank you National Teacher."

The queen and Miro were extremely excited, bowing to each other again and again to thank them.

"However..." Gu Ming raised his hand and said: "You have to be mentally prepared, the king will take the blame for himself, and having fun with the goblin without restraint, his spirit has been drained, and his life will not be long."

"This……"

The queen couldn't help but exchanged glances with her son.

In fact, based on the king's current physical condition, everyone knows that he will not live long.

Even the imperial physician in the palace also whispered to the queen, asking her to start preparing for the funeral.

Only the king is still dreaming of the dream of immortality, hoping that the king can refine the elixir of immortality for him.

"National teacher, the king's illness...is there really no way to cure it?"

asked the queen tremblingly.

If there is a way, Gu Ming naturally has it.

However, it is impossible for him to treat the king's illness, that is the king's fate and retribution.

"My queen, you know very well what the king has done, God forbids him!"

Hearing this, the queen could not help but burst into tears.

After all, how could a husband and wife not be sad?

"Now, what you have to do is to stabilize the government, otherwise, if there is internal strife in the palace, the bhikkhu will be in danger!"

Milo bowed respectfully and said, "I also ask the national teacher for advice."

"It's very simple, you must always be ready to take the throne. If your brothers want to turn against you, I will take care of it.

At the same time, the queen must do her best to help maintain the stability of the harem, and to help appease the people. "

"Well, this is natural!"

The queen nodded immediately.

This in itself is her responsibility, how can she not be careful?

On the other side, Lu Jing is also in action.

This guy learned the news that Tang Seng and his disciples had arrived in the bhikkhu country, so he hurriedly found the king and started lobbying.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty!"

As soon as they met, the deer essence made a head start.

The king was already very angry, but the reason why he could stand up and speak was because the deer spirit's plan had not been completed, and the king's cooperation was still needed, so he used sorcery to keep the king alive.

"Oh? The head of the country has made an elixir?"

When the king got excited, he didn't know where he got the strength to sit up.

"It's not refined, but the elixir has come to the bhikkhu country..."

"Eh? What does the head of the country mean?" The king was confused.

"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the legend of Tang Seng?"

"Tang Monk... the king is talking about the holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

"Exactly!"

The king's eyes lit up: "Could it be that the holy monk can cure this king's illness?"

"No, no, he doesn't know how to cure diseases. However, his meat can cure all diseases, and after eating it, he can live forever and become a fairy."

"Really? The king called him into the palace now and ordered him to cut off a piece of meat..."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

In fact, this is the deer essence ready to attack Tang Seng.

However, he also knew that Sun Wukong was not easy to deal with, so he asked the king to come forward to summon Tang Seng into the palace.

At that time, he will find an opportunity to create chaos, and then take advantage of the chaos to take Tang Seng away...

……

"Master, master, the king sent someone to summon you to the palace."

Zhu Bajie ran into the yard yelling loudly.

"Oh?"

Tang Seng couldn't help frowning.

According to the plan, he was going to wait until Gu Ming and others were ready before entering the palace, but unexpectedly the king sent someone to invite him in advance.

Could it be that monster's idea?

"Holy Monk, Your Majesty has an order to invite the Holy Monk into the palace."

A group of guards came into the courtyard and saluted Tang Seng.

The matter has come to this point, and Tang Seng couldn't refuse, so he had to enter the palace with Zhu Bajie and Drifting along with these guards.

"Poor Monk Xuanzang, see His Majesty the King."

As soon as he entered the hall, Tang Seng brought two disciples to pay respects.

"Saint monks are exempt."

The king sat weakly on the throne and waved his hands.