The meeting place was still selected at Tangyi on the border. Zhao Wuxi looked from a distance and could see Nanzi and his party sitting on a shoulder chariot carried by eight people after crossing the river, surrounded by pious people. The guards escorted them, and there were also women who were carrying flower baskets and constantly scattered flowers. A large group of people slowly came here.

It is like the posture of a holy witch going out.

Speaking of it, the creation of the Heavenly Dao was originally a temporary move to stabilize the conflicted state of Song, but in the past ten years, it has been successfully managed by Nanzi, and even spread to the state of Zhu. The reason why the army of the Song Dynasty was able to drive straight in before was also because Wu Zhu bewitched the believers to lead the way.

Therefore, Nanzi is not only the great witch of the Song people, but also the holy witch in the heart of the people who believe in the Tao of Heaven. When she came, she was very ostentatious. For the blessing of the Holy Witch. This is not all bad, at least people can temporarily forget the pain of war and accept Zhao's rule willingly.

When she got closer, she could clearly see that there was a wooden pavilion on the top of the chariot, with veils hanging around the wooden pavilion, and Nanzi was sitting inside in a simple white dress. In the sound of music, she seemed to be wearing a halo, which was extremely holy.

Nanzi stepped out of the chariot, still veiled, looked at everyone with kindness and kindness, and at the same time nodded to Zhao Wuxi. When entering the city, the pedestrians from Song had to line up behind her.

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw the true face of the Holy Witch of the Heavenly Dao. The people on both sides knelt down with their hands up and were very pious.

It is better to believe it or not, because the various miracles created by Nanzi in the Song Dynasty are so amazing, so even the officials of the Zhao family dare not look directly.

Only the smiling Zhao Wuxi knew how charming this woman was after taking off her witch robe in the dead of night...

Nanzi refused the banquet on the grounds that he was tired from the journey, and let the passers-by of Song state congratulate Zhao Wuxi on the successful extermination of Zhu, and at the same time expressed the anxiety of the Song people about the situation in Sishang.

Song State was the traditional suzerain state of the small state in Sishang, and Zhu State was once subject to Song, so Song people were very concerned about what happened here.

The Zhao clan was already enemies with Qin, Qi, and Zheng, and Wu Chu was like an enemy rather than a friend, so Zhao Wuxi had to maintain certain allies, and the Song state was his top priority in controlling the Central Plains and even the Southeast.

"Except for San Zhu, the rest of the small states will maintain the status quo, and the interests of Song State in Xue State will not be harmed." Zhao Wuxi assured the envoys of Song State, which made the people of Song State relieved.

The Song state did not have much ambition. They just wanted to be a regional power, closing their eyes and enjoying the unique culture and life of the Yin and Shang survivors. As everyone knows, the tide of the times is sweeping, and no one can avoid it. The fate of the Song Dynasty has long been closely linked with Zhao Wuxi.

Nanzi knew this best. When the night was quiet, there was a tinkling ring on the ring, and she came as promised.

...

"You still haven't changed."

Zhao Wuxi stared at the beauty with clouded temples in front of him. The last time they met was during the abolition of the Cao Kingdom monarchy three years ago. I haven't seen each other for three years, and Nanzi has no sign of entering middle age. She is still as beautiful as ever, but she just wears a little makeup on her face. After all, she is in her late thirties like Zhao Wuxi...

"The gentleman is born with Huafa early, and he wants to take care of his body on weekdays, and don't get tired." Nanzi's hand stroked Zhao Wuxi's bun and picked out a white hair.

There is only a little bit of white in the thousand-rooted black hair. This is a normal phenomenon. Zhao Wuxi usually pays attention to the combination of work and rest.

Then she got close to Wu Xie, bit his earlobe and smiled: "But the gentleman's wife's concubines are all flowers in midsummer, so it's no wonder..."

"Although they are good, they are not as sharp as your bone-cutting blade." Zhao Wuxi pulled Nanzi's Rou Yi back and pressed her back on the couch.

The strong love-hate entanglement when I was young was slowly washed away by time. Although it was still very exciting to see the holy priestess wearing shaman robes and half-bared robes when they had an affair, but after the passion, only political matters remained. need.

In this relationship, the powerful Zhao Wuxi is undoubtedly the leader. Even though Nanzi is reluctant to admit it, she is still a vine wrapped around a big tree. If the tree falls down, she doesn't know how long she can hold on. Do not wither.

"So, why did you come to Zou Lu at this time?"

Nanzi put on his clothes, his fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and smiled charmingly: "Zou Lu... The gentleman can't wait to turn the Sishang princes into prefectures and counties. The means are fierce, but there is room for him to destroy his society. It is indeed your style."

"On the side of the couch, how can others be snoring?" Zhao Wuxi's hand stretched out restlessly towards Nanzi's waist.

Nanzi pretended to struggle for a while before he panted and said, "The gentleman's couch, does it not include Song Guo?"

...

Wu Xie stopped, stared into Nanzi's eyes and said, "If I said yes, would you stab me to death on the bed with a hairpin?"

Nanzi lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were black and long: "How dare you."

Immediately, Zhao Wuxi laughed dumbly: "I'm just joking, Song is a great state in the Central Plains, and the alliance between Zhao and Song will last forever. As long as Song does not deviate from the Zhao family, how can I point my sword at allies?"

"The gentleman's worries are not superfluous, this kind of covenant is not stable." Nanzi raised his eyes and said to him solemnly: "Next year, the Duke of Song will give the crown, and the Song country will respect the monarch. At that time, he will be in charge of the government and appoint his own The situation where the concubine and the Le clan work together to manage the state affairs will come to an end, if something happens to the south, maybe the Song state will fall to Wu and Chu.”

This is the purpose of Nanzi's trip. The current Duke Song, formerly known as Gongsun Jiu, is the grand-nephew of Duke Jing of Song and the nephew of Nanzi. The control over him is getting weaker and weaker, and this child contradicted her a few days ago.

Although Duke Song quickly apologized to her, Nan Zi kept the dissatisfaction in his eyes in his heart.

It's not good to go on like this, and it's interesting to say that in the Song Dynasty, the poor and lowly people in the lower class believed in Nanzi, but the high-level officials and scholars were indifferent to the way of heaven. Although Nanzi had relied on her followers to overthrow the Xiang clan's separatist regime in the eastern part of the Song state, confronting Song Jun was another matter. In addition, Le Ziming, the head of the Le family, is over-exerted and is in poor health, and may die at any time. The power of Emperor Cuiqing is gradually increasing, so Nanzi needs help and support from abroad.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Wuxi understood that Nanzi's trip was not for the benefit of Song, but for her status.

Power is such a sweet thing, and once you've tasted it, it's hard to let go.

Let Nanzi return to the government of Song Gong and be an ordinary witch who is not worshipped in a small temple. She would rather die!

"As long as the concubine is willing, Duke Song will die at any time, with a glass of wine, a bowl of soup, or in her sleep, a maid who is close to her is strangling her neck with silk silk, covering her mouth and nose with a quilt... I have a thousand ways to make He died unknowingly. As for the Huang family, as long as the gentleman and the Le family are on the side of the concubine, they will not be able to turn the tide." Her control over the palace is far beyond Xiao Song Gong's imagination, and even his favorite The beauty was also arranged by Nanzi.

Zhao Wuxi looked at her in surprise. Who would have thought that the holy witch's heart was so vicious.

But he was relieved immediately. This is Nanzi. Under the delicate flowers, there are sharp thorns. Under the beautiful appearance is a poison sac that sees blood and seals the throat.

Yes, every kitten grows up and looks harmless at first, small and quiet, licking the milk in the platter. But once the claws grow, the cat will scratch people. Sometimes it even scratches the cat owner's hand. For those who climbed to the top of the food chain like him and Nanzi, they must not be lenient, because in the competition for power, there is only one rule: if you are not a hunter, you will be a prey!

Even Zhao Wuxi, if Nanzi betrays her heart, he may sigh for a while, or he may feel heartache for a moment, but then, he will still remove her mercilessly!

From the moment they ascend to high positions, their moral standards are different from ordinary people.

"You keep talking."

Nanzi smiled, as if this was not discussing **** a monarch and kill her own nephew, but about elegant dance music.

"Next, it's nothing more than looking for a young son of the Song Dynasty, Gongsun, to take the throne..."

"Are you planning to be the eldest son-in-law and the great witch who will be under the curtain for the rest of your life? If more than ten years later the new monarch is dissatisfied again, kill him again?"

Zhao Wuxi shook his head, Nanzi was better than him in terms of ruthlessness in his mind, but he was still a little less in vision and courage. This is also under the alliance of the two, Nanzi will always be passive and peaceful. Dependent party's reasons.

Nanzi didn't know why: "Then what should I do?" She pouted and said, "If you are completely turned into Zhao's puppets like Sanzhu and Weiguo, I am afraid that the domestic doctors will not accept it, and Wei Ziqi's ancestral temple will also be. Trembling."

And she would not be willing to hand over power to Sima, the county governor sent by the Zhao family.

"you misunderstood."

Zhao Wuxi pulled her into his arms and said, "You said three years ago that I would give you an heir?"

In that incident, firstly, Nanzi was jealous when he saw Zhao Wuxi taking his son wherever he went, and secondly, the teasing words in the bed. Nanzi has also been moved, but she is not so bold. Once the holy witch is pregnant, the holiness she has decorated for herself will be self-defeating, and everything she has built in the Song Kingdom over the years will be destroyed.

"Yin Qi, whose mother is Jian Di, has a daughter of the Tu family, who is the second concubine of Emperor Ku. The three of them were bathing, and when they saw the Xuanniao fall off its eggs, Jian Di took it and swallowed it. Because of the pregnancy, the deed was born..."

"The female cultivator, the mysterious bird falls off the egg, the female cultivator swallows it, the great cause of giving birth..."

"This is a legend about the origin of the surname Zi and the surname Ying. As Wu Zhu, wouldn't you be clear?"

Nanzi's heart was pounding: "The gentleman means..."

"Wu Zhumeng's mysterious bird fell off the egg, picked it up and swallowed it, conceived as a virgin, and gave birth to a son in October... This is consistent with the legend of the fate of the mysterious bird, who descended into a merchant, who would dare to deny it?"

"The believers of Heavenly Dao will believe it without a doubt, but the ministers of Song State..."

"With my support~lightnovelpub.net~ they can't embarrass you. The deep ditch connecting Taoqiu and Sishui will be dug, and the Zhao army can take Taoqiu at any time to go directly to Song State, or from Lu State. Send troops south along the Sishui River to attack Pengcheng, who would dare not follow?"

Nan Zi was elated, but then he thought that Zhao Wuxi was not someone who lacked children, so why was he so keen on this? She guessed what he wanted to do at once, and her face turned pale.

Zhao Wuxi pulled Nanzi over, stared into her eyes and said, "Let me ask you, whether it is your nephew or your son."

"Of course it's a son...but..." She, who couldn't even blink a lord, started to tremble.

Indiscriminately, Zhao Wuxi's words were both tempting suggestions and orders that she could not refuse: "Give me a child, you and I will work together to let him sit on the king's couch in Song Kingdom, and when he becomes an adult, you and I will also be happy. When I am old, I will hold the hand of my son and travel together in Kyushu, how free and easy it will be? As for the Song Dynasty, it will be ruled by our blood, from the first and second generations to all generations, we will have the country’s Jiangshan, Shanxi and Ji!”

PS: There are two more chapters in the evening

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