Overgod Ascension

Dingzhou City, State Pastoral.

As soon as Yuwen entered the back house, his nose moved and he smelled a strong smell of medicine.

The dark clouds on the sky were low, the cold winds were whirring, and the crying from the side made him tighten his neck.

‘Rumor has it that Lord Shepherd of the state suddenly vomited three liters of blood, and it doesn't look like a hollow wind! ’

He was silent in his mind, but his face was sad.

Dingzhou is in a hurry. Stabbing Shi Gaoshun has completely removed his duties. All the burdens have been laid on Xu Jun. It is also natural for this person to support the sick, rejuvenate and sleep at night, and work hard to become ill.

Yu Wen sighed, but now, it really seems like a destiny.

“Master Yu! ”

The next person went in and briefed him. Soon, a housekeeper greeted him: "I wonder why the grownups are here? ”

“It's just a small thing... until winter, when water drips into ice, the city general urgently needs 3,000 sets of winter clothes, as well as charcoal, medicines and other substances...”

Yuwen said, and saw the butler's face appear difficult.

The military siege not only delayed the autumn harvest, but the county money grain was nothing. Of course, this is the only lonely city in Dingzhou at this time.

The battle was fought with munitions, under a thousand heads, even if the state herd had to raise money, it was not easy.

‘Especially... the world is full of grass! I saw only one lonely city in Dingzhou, and the court denounced it in the name of the court, but no heavenly soldiers arrived. How do I not know what it is? Plus, Xie Jia and Lin Jia Tang kept spreading the news. They began to speculate long before the end of the month. They couldn't force themselves to go. They only gave out dozens of stones of Chen food. When they sent out flowers, it was like...’

No taxes, no help from the big family, even though Yuwen knows that the state city is in desperate condition!

Unless Zhang Wenzhen dares to kill all the big people in the city and collect all their food and belongings, he will never survive next spring.

But to do so, especially under the pressure of the army, is just to kill yourself.

All the sergeants want is to guarantee the land and the power of purchase. Really, they don't care which one is sitting on the dragon chair.

Besides, Mancheng Wenwu also has a very close relationship with these families, or even if Zhang Wenzhen is going to do it, it is inevitable to reverse the pharmacy!

‘Alas... internal and foreign difficulties, state pastoralist is also understandable...'

Yu Wen's eyes fluttered, which was why he said: “In addition... my general heard that Lord Zhou Shepherd's illness had worsened. He specifically instructed me to come and greet him. I dare ask him..."

“Woo...”

At this point, the inner house cried high.

On the couch, the state herd Xu Jun bone is thin as wood, his face is like white paper, only his cheeks are slightly red and dizzy, obviously he has reached the final stage of retention.

He reached out his hand like a chicken claw, as if to grab something, his chest howling.

“My lord... but what do you want to tell me? ”

The wife Zhang asked and hurried to scold some of the concubines around her: “Keep your voice down, do you want to make the master go quiet? ”

She is also from all of us. She can very well live in the town. Especially after Xu Jun's death, she immediately took charge of the right to live and kill. The removal of several concubines is just a matter of thought.

The concubines had sons and daughters to rely on, okay, they were not immediately frightened. When they saw the old master, they looked like wood, but they completely extinguished their minds, and they dared not move.

“Country… country…”

Xu Junnu moved his lips and eventually spit out a few words: “State trouble, pay Zhang Wenzhen all you can, winter... winter...”

But I couldn't say any more, my palms fell and I closed my breath for a moment.

“Sir!! ”

Zhang family visited his palms and saw that Xu Jun's breathing had stopped. He couldn't help but mourn and cry.

For a while, the whole house cried.

While Yu Wen and the housekeeper were facing each other, a small paperman ran out with his prepared filial clothes, black belt, but he could not cry: “The money housekeeper, the master... the master went...”

As soon as the words came out, the butler was also blue-lipped, as if he had lost his heart bone in a flash.

Even though Yuwen watched the Dinghai Needle collapse in this state city, he was suddenly in a trance.

Between confusion and confusion, I didn't know how many words to say. I met a few people. I quit badly and looked at the gloomy sky. Yu Wen Min suddenly caught cold.

“Master Yu! ”

When I walked to a corner, the two long-awaited pages beside me immediately greeted me: "My lord invites you! ”

“You are…”

Yu Wen's eyes moved, but he didn't say much, and followed them.

Beyond the corner, there was a carriage, covered on all sides, and the windows were covered in black cloth. Obviously, he was already ready. Yu Jianguo had the audacity to go directly into it and the carriage started running.

It was not long before the carriage stopped behind a mansion, and Yuwen shook his shirt collar and entered the house, which was immediately introduced directly into the secret room by a housekeeper.

“Master Yu is here too! ”

An indoor light like a bean has been sitting for seven or eight people, under a dark light, the face is all shady and uncertain.

“So it's you! ”

Yu Wen naturally recognizes that these are middle class literary martial arts in the state and city. They belong to the kind of people who do not have a reputation, but who have a key position.

Of course, he himself was able to access the state pastoral residence and get close to Zhang Wenzhen, even though it was only a stabbing paper.

So powerful, but so connected, just to think, his hands began to shake immediately, and his eyes were a little hot.

“Excellent! Master Yu saw us and left without turning around. Second, he did not immediately reprimand us. We can see that we are among the same people! ”

A young voice came, and a man of the world appeared to be the master: "Little brother Xie Wushi, I have seen you all! ”

“The Xie family? ”

Yu nodded: “No wonder so many people are invited. What do you want to do? ”

“This should be an adult question! ”

Xie Wushi smiled and said: “My lord just came out of the state pastoral palace, but Xu Jun is dead? ”

Yu Wen was surprised by the familiarity of Xie's news, but nodded. After acknowledging this, everyone in the hall was different, but all felt relieved.

“The state is gracious and gracious to us, but Xiao Eun Xiao Hui, how can you live and die in the city? ”

A middle-aged officer spoke indifferently.

“Not bad... Dingzhou city is breaking, I should also wait to discuss the back road, and also plan for the state pastoral aftermath! ”

A civilian interface beside him said: "At least… there is a commitment from Wuzhen that even the state herdsmen will be pardoned after entering the city, which is not an injustice to our colleagues' friendship...”

“Exactly! ”

Several officers heard it, and it was all bright in front of them, shouting in peace.

Yu Wen heard the cold hair upside down and remembered this spoken civilian. He thought in his heart: ‘Talking about the thickness of his face and the harshness of his heart, this person can be called Toshihiko for a moment. Never offend him in the future...’

“Very good!”

Xie Wushi said: “Your hearts to Master Wang, are all great ministers! ”

The others didn't even dare, and the rest of the text came looking for the back way, attached a few sentences, also half a push and half and promised to come down. This only revealed a difficult color on the face: “It's just the city's military power, most of it is in Zhang Wenzhen's hands. This person is the heart of the state herd, the court is dead and loyal, difficult to deal with...”

“Besides... there are these messengers here! ”

“Before Zhang Wenzhen, there was no deputy general in the district. What's the fear? ”

The officers next to him said, "Who wants to listen to him drink? ”

“With a few help, at least Simon is fine! As for Zhang Wenzhen? ”

Xie Wushi's mouth revealed a slight smile: “If this man is determined to resist heavenly soldiers, he can only be sent to die. Not only is he dying, but his family can't escape! ”

This cold kill, suddenly the rest of the season is a spiritual.

……

“Though I knew the logic of Qi Zheng, I didn't want Xu Jun's luck in Dingzhou City to fail like this! ”

Old Dao went back to the station and called Confucius, the general: “I'll be ready. Time to go! ”

“But once Xu Jun-yi died, there was instant instability in the city? ”

Confucian bearded and sighed.

“As soon as we discover the traces of the spider, I will contact Zhang Wenzhen immediately to do it first, and I haven't tried anything! ”

The general snorted cold.

“This is a number of days, non-manpower can be recovered! ”

Old Dao smiled bitterly, the whole city is preparing for the back road, another thought, how can you wait for the expatriates?

If it's magic, forcible repression, is it true that the hidden energy across the street is vegetarian?

And forcibly confront such luck, even if it is yourself, will be broken into merit, causing evil consequences.

“Go Hugh! Hugh!”

So you can only whisk your sleeves and sigh.

“Alas... you...”

This will lead to a stampede. If the old road iron heart does not help, he can at most notify Zhang Wenzhen to strengthen his guard, but the rest is simply unimaginable.

“I can't imagine... since 300 years ago, the end of the business mess, the world is full of leather, entering intense again...”

The old Confucian face showed a little sorrow, but didn't say much.

It is obvious that they are not obliged to accompany the loyalists to their deaths.

……

Time flies by.

Six years of peace, seven years of peace.

The world is still in turmoil, and the battle to besiege Dingzhou Town in Dingzhou is finally at its last moment.

The death of Jun Xu brought a little sorrow to New Year's Eve, not only clearing the last glimmer of celebration of the Festival of Good Friday, but also as if it marked the last end of the reign of this old palace in Dingzhou.

“Catapult, hair! ”

Qilin and Chen Jingzong had a good leisure time. They took turns attacking the city every day, and continued to strengthen their strength.

Under the unified state of Dingzhou, the place is stable, giving them plenty of leeway to slowly grind the castle.

The city's families have long been impatient, sending out documents of sincerity, secretly joining forces and gaining power.

“Go again! ”

Qilin dressed in armor, shouting loudly, watching a wave of taxi, as well as flying arrows, throwing stones, his eyes turned from time to time in the direction of Luoshui, and he didn't know what he was thinking.