Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

Under the warm and brilliant golden sunlight, the snake-shaped golden sword on the tray is vivid and vivid, with rich and gorgeous colors, like a ball of fire that may burn at any time.

"Before his death, your late king asked me to give the sword and robe, which had been passed down from generation to generation by the Jiadi king, to his only daughter, Princess Agoncuo. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission." Wen Jiao said.

Agongcuo took it and felt it was heavy. He didn't know whether it was the magic weapon itself or something else that was heavy.

She gritted her teeth and held the tray with all her strength, refusing to hand it over to anyone else: "Does my father have any other instructions to stay?"

"Yes, of course there is." Wen Jiao smiled, "The king has ordered that after Your Highness Princess ascends the throne, she must treat her ministers well and love the people like her own children. All officials must work together to assist the queen."

As she spoke, her eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept across the face of the prime minister behind her. The prime minister heard her hidden meaning and hurriedly bowed, saying respectfully and sadly: "The ministers of Jiadi Kingdom will do their best to assist Queen Agongcuo. If there is any disloyalty, the fierce horse will trample our bones and flesh into mud!"

Wen Jiao stared at him, with no intention of looking away.

The Prime Minister quickly pointed to the sky and added: "I swear to Lord Brahma!"

Only then did Wen Jiao withdraw her gaze.

Agongcuo stared at the national treasure of Jiadi Kingdom in front of him and listened to the prime minister's oath of allegiance. He felt mixed emotions and asked, "What about my father..."

"He passed away very quickly and didn't have time to feel the pain." Wen Jiao knew what she wanted to ask and said gently.

Agongcuo blinked hard, forcing back the tears that were oozing out of his eyes: "The kindness of the fairy will be remembered by the Jiadi Kingdom for generations to come."

These words seemed to be spoken with extra caution. After all, on the surface, Wen Jiao was just a messenger who delivered the magic weapon and ashes.

But what is interesting is that the prime minister behind Agoncuo did not show any surprise at this remark.

This man is very cunning, and I'm afraid he has guessed the truth about the death of the previous king and queen. If he is loyal to the young master as he swore, it's fine, but if he has ulterior motives, Agongcuo is only twelve years old, and I'm afraid he can't defeat this old minister.

No matter how devout a believer is, when faced with the temptation of the throne, he or she will be tempted by greed. What would a mere oath mean to him or her? It will just be a lie.

Wen Jiao thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "Why don't we repay the favor now?"

Everyone was stunned.

Wen Jiao took Jizun's hand and led her to Agongcuo: "My disciple Zhicheng has long wanted to enter the world. What can I do? I am not bragging as your master, but I am very proficient in the art of seeking benefits and avoiding harm, and predicting good and bad luck. I wonder if you can be a female official beside the future queen?"

Agongcuo was delighted and agreed without hesitation. After all, she was only twelve years old. Even though she had planned to overthrow Tiangang before, she didn't want to involve her father. Suddenly, a heavy throne was placed on her, and it was impossible not to be terrified. It was natural that she had more confidence when a master's disciple was willing to help.

Ji Zun was surprised, after all, he had never told her about this before. But when Wen Jiao's eyes moved between Agongcuo and the prime minister behind her, he understood and said respectfully: "Zhicheng thanks the queen for taking him in. Please allow Zhicheng to listen to the master's instructions first and report to the palace tomorrow."

Agoncuo nodded.

"And me, and me!" The two brothers suddenly raised their hands and jumped up and down, as if they were afraid that others would not notice them. "We brothers also want to be loyal to the queen!"

The corners of Wen Jiao's mouth twitched.

These two wolf cubs, don't think she can't see what they are up to. What loyalty? Wasn't he dazzled by the beauty of the girl as soon as they met?

These two boys have inherited the bravery of their father Kuimu Lang. Although they are young, their fighting power is not low. They are already brave enough to fight against a hundred men, and there is still a lot of room for growth. It is not impossible for them to protect Agongcuo.

What they were afraid of was that they had inherited their father Kuimulang's lustful and tyrannical nature. If they had any evil intentions towards Agong and used force when they disagreed, Wen Jiao would be blamed for beating them to death on the spot.

Wen Jiao immediately refused: "You can't."

The two little werewolves were about to start a fight, but Ji Zun's eyes turned cold and he shouted, "How can you bark in front of the Master? If you don't obey, I will send you to Senior Sister Mingcheng for discipline."

Wu Meiniang's face, as rich and beautiful as a crane's crown, flashed before their eyes. The two little werewolves were instantly silent, not daring to make a fuss anymore. They just glanced at Agoncuo with a look of great aggrievedness in their eyes.

Wen Jiao explained to Agongcuo: "These two children are the descendants of Kuimulang Star Lord in the mortal world. They are quite brave. But they are still young and wild and difficult to tame. Even though they are loyal, I am still worried about letting them go out. In the future, when they have finished their studies..."

When Zhen'e heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "We will definitely come back to find you!"

Agongcuo thought of the two brothers practicing martial arts that he had seen when he came here. He knew that although they looked only about the same age as him, they were indeed very brave. He immediately smiled back, his face shining like a pearl: "Then I will wait for the two heroes in Jiadi. I will wait for many years."

Wen Jiao:......

It seems that I have to hurry up with this education. By the way, I'll ask Mingcheng if he has the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues: Men's Edition" published by her father Wu Shigui during his lifetime, and add it to the curriculum for these two wolf cubs.

but……

She glanced at Agoncuo's carriage going away, then looked at the two little werewolves with red faces and giggling, and smiled secretly in her heart.

Judging from his age, the twelve-year-old Agongcuo already had extremely mature scheming and determination. After ascending to the throne, he was infused with supernatural powers, and with the protection of the magic sword and heavenly robe, he also honed his political career for a few more years...

I'm afraid that in the future, those who are responsible for warding off evil and suppressing evil will be controlled in circles.

She told the two brothers to continue their sparring and asked Ji Zun to close the door. Then she said to the black mist curled up in the shadow of the corner, "Are you relieved now?"

The ball of black fog suddenly stood up, revealing a hazy face, extremely beautiful and resentful, it was actually the soul of Chi Ji.

She looked out the door, as if to see through all the obstacles and catch a glimpse of her daughter who was about to ascend the throne: "Agoncuo also had a hand in all this, right?"

"I am the one who killed you. It has nothing to do with the princess." Wen Jiao emphasized.

"But my death is complete, which is what everyone wants to see." Akahime began to cry, and a hazy mist of tears surrounded her, making her face look even more poignant.

"I didn't mean to do that, but as of today, you have indeed caused your own death." Wen Jiao said, "For love, any sacrifice is your own business, but the sun, moon, and stars are shared by all the people in the world. Since you have deprived them, you should bear the consequences. The people of the country have been in darkness for nearly nine years, and countless people have died of disease, starvation, and displacement. This is a sin that cannot be redeemed."

"Should I have died back then?" Chi Ji asked.