Lao Ji's face was as wet as a chicken's blood, "According to this, it's not eight, but ten!"

Now Jia Liu was puzzled. He had only developed eight provinces so far. How could he have ten provinces?

Lao Ji reminded Jia Liu not to forget the two provinces of Hunan and Jiangxi that were occupied by the Xinghan Army.

Jia Liu shook his head: "My father-in-law is a bit conservative, so he might agree to my surname being Zhu."

"That doesn't matter,"

Lao Ji rolled his eyes and said, "The prince now controls eight of the eighteen provinces in the mainland. He controls half of the country, and has tens of thousands of elite soldiers. The spirit of reform has filled the country, and his prestige has reached the extreme. Since ancient times, the ministers of autocratic countries have made unparalleled achievements.

As a result, there are only two ways to go: one is Yue Wumu, who dies and the country is in danger; the other is Cao Mengde, who is favored but cannot stay at home. If the king kills the minister, how will the prince be punished if the minister kills the king?"

Jia Liu was confused when he heard this: "Old Ji, if you speak plain language to me, you don't know that I have only attended flag school for three years."

Lao Ji hurriedly said: "What I mean is that the prince might as well explain the prince's ambition to Gu Shuai. It would be better if we can join forces and return to the capital to seize the treasure. If we can't join forces, please ask Gu Shuai."

Watch the fire from the other side. After the prince becomes the lord of the world, whether it is war or peace, we can always decide it with one vote."

"Old Ji, you always can touch my heartstrings,"

Jia Liu looked thoughtful, and picked up the special edict from the capital. He saw that there was another line at the end, but upon closer inspection, it read: "The present state of our ancestral country depends entirely on Prince Rui. Prince Rui's civil and military skills can help me to bring peace to the world. I feel that I am a sage king and a wise minister."

We have met each other for thousands of years, and now we have it between Prince Rui and me."

"What do you mean?"

Let Lao Ji translate it.

"Your Majesty, what the Emperor means is that you are the most virtuous king in the world today. He hopes that the Prince can assist him well and achieve the eternal story of mutual respect between king and minister. Oh, isn't that right?"

That's not right.

Lao Ji thought something was wrong, and Jia Liu also thought something was wrong.

It's about whether this decree was written by the old rich man or the fourth devil.

If it was written by an old rich man, just give him some false honors. He would just write nonsense about the relationship between the king and his ministers, and it is impossible for the old rich man to say that he, Jia Liu, is the most virtuous king in the world.

Because, what kind of virtue Jia Liu is, everyone in the world has it hidden in their bones, even when they are old and rich, they also have a clean family.

But if it was written by the fourth devil, then the problem will arise.

How could the old rich man allow the fourth devil to distribute red-headed documents at will without his permission?

"The old rich man is in cahoots with the fourth devil?"

Jia Liu frowned deeply and shook his head for a while, thinking it was impossible.

The old rich man and the old four devils hate to steal their wives.

Ji Yun came up with another guess: "Your Majesty, could it be that Prince An and the Fourth Japs are getting along again?"

"Um?"

Jia Liu felt that it was impossible, because the Fourth Japs fell into the situation he was in today entirely because Uncle Se betrayed him midway.

On that day, there was a change in the palace. If Uncle Se's imperial army with yellow flags hadn't rebelled collectively, even if Jia Liu led his troops into the palace, he probably wouldn't have been able to pull the Fourth Japs down so easily.

This is a deep hatred even more abominable than the hatred of seizing his wife.

"My lord, you once said that there are no permanent enemies and no permanent friends in this world."

Ji Yun felt that he needed to remind the prince, "The safest place is the most dangerous place. No, the most dangerous place is the safest place."

Baozhu, who was napping on the chair next to him, also woke up at this time. Hearing Director Ji's words, he curled his lips and said, "Sir, I'm talking about the possibility that the fourth devil did some ideological work behind your back.
Chapter completed!