"Old stubborn!"

These words were scolded by Gongxi.

A prisoner, who gave him the courage to scold Mama and even choke his elder brother? He deserves the miserable evening! Sitting in the prison!

Wei Lou's reaction to this was to close his eyes directly.

He looked like he was invisible.

His eyes closed and he couldn't see it, but his ears were not closed. Jimo Qiu believed he could hear it: "I just had a bold guess - did Senior Wei Lou talk to Master Ji Sun?"

Wei Lou wanted to hear what nonsense this high priest could say.

He said indifferently: "I have talked about it, but I will part with you if I don't like it."

I remember that there were quarrels in those few times when we met. It was a rare out of control since the king and his ministers met, and the word "reason" disappeared.

If it weren't for this, Wei Lou wouldn't be disappointed.

Destroying an existence that is almost equivalent to life with his own hands requires not only despair, but also great determination. He is not a young and reckless boy, and it is impossible for him to unilaterally choose to cut the mat without verification and without recovery. Now he still feels heartbroken.

Jimo Qiu confirmed the details with him.

"Which kind of thing is to put your heart in mind and analyze the liver?"

Wei Lou's mouth moved slightly, and he let out a long and short breath.

Unhappy: "No."

Several quarrels that almost broke up were enough to cause a crack in this relationship between the monarch and the ministers. The premise of being heart-to-heart and analysis was that they trust each other enough. But unexpectedly, Jimo Qiu's next words opened Wei Lou and shattered his previous cognition.

"If I were the Lord Ji Sun, only from the high priest's standpoint, I might have made the same decision at that time."

Wei Lou raised his eyelids, and he pursed his lips tightly while taking a deep breath, suppressing the negative emotions in his heart. If Jimo Qiu said these nonsense a quarter of an hour ago, he would definitely regard it as a provocation, and raising the other party's ancestral grave would not be enough to calm his anger.

At this moment, he just asked in a hoarse voice: "Why?"

"The following is just a personal guess, not the truth." Jimo Qiu first warned him and said hello, then gently slashed Wei Lou's heart and hit the key point. "Subject time, a large number of military soldiers who used Gu insects for force can no longer hold on? The pace of unification of the territory of the Wu Kingdom is only one step away. The disadvantages that Your Highness just mentioned are actually nothing. They can be solved slowly after unification. Three years cannot be five years, five years cannot be ten years, and ten years cannot be ten years. The lifespan of brave warriors and literary scholars is much longer than that of ordinary people. But, can you and Ji Sun king wait, and can hundreds of thousands of Gu insect warriors and martial artists?"

"Their fate has been swallowed up by the insects."

"If you don't understand, the life span is exhausted and a piece of bone human skin."

"It is not easy to solve it - the user pays his lifespan for essence and blood, and the reward of the Gu insect is equivalent to the strength of a brave warrior, which gives ordinary people the ability to survive. This is fair. If the next day, he will be determined, but he will break the contract and let these people get back their normal lifespan. There is no such cheap thing in the world. The high priests of the contemporary era cannot do it, let alone a single one who has not been chosen by God?"

"But your Highness can do it."

Several passages completely subvert Wei Lou's previous perception.

He breathed rapidly and looked up at Chen Tang.

The pupils trembled slightly, their breathing slowly alternated, the whites of their eyes were covered with dense red silk, and the insufficiency in their eyes was restrained and endured, and the restlessness before the volcano erupted. His fingers pressed against the roots of the tree tightly, and each knuckle seemed to be overwhelmed. Chen Tang didn't expect Jimo Qiu to make a guess at this angle, which was like killing people to kill their hearts.

She was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Maybe."

As he said that, he remembered the plague discovered in Heyin County in his early years.

The source of the plague was also a worm.

Chen Tang used his blood to lure out the insect.

Jimo Qiu said again: "The resolving the Gu is just one of the guesses, and the other is that His Highness is closely connected with the earth. Although he does not serve as a farmer, he is also somewhat weak. If he can help, the food crisis after the unification of the Wu Kingdom can be survived at the lowest cost and starve many people to death. As long as food can be solved, other disadvantages, such as corruption and rebellion, can be solved by force."

Wu Guo, you can tell from the name that the martial arts are full of virtue.

There is nothing but no lack of force.

Jimo Qiu emphasized again as if he wanted to cover up the truth: "I think so just one person's words, I don't know what the Lord Ji Sun is like."

The more Chen Tang listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

"No, why do you sound like dirty and tiring?"

Isn’t it to worship the Kingdom of Wu as a sacrifice to God?

Why do you seem to let God come here to do odd jobs and clean up the mess?

Which god is so humble?

Jimo Qiu, the honest child, also stabbed Chen Tang with a heart: "Actually, everything Your Highness is doing now is almost the same."

Which one is not a dirty job?

When you open your eyes, you either go to war or handle memorials. There is no money. If you help others pay off their loans every day, you cannot enjoy the power. The emperor should have three palaces, six courtyards, seventy-two concubines, and all the ghosts are like that? The subordinates are more and more pitiful!

Other officials are 996, she is 996*3, occasionally 007*3.

Normal people have long been broken.

Your Highness has been busy for many years but hasn't found anything wrong?

Chen Tang opened his mouth and found that he could not refute it.

"No, but I..."

But she didn't have any reason after a long time.

Jimo Qiu changed his subject and suddenly asked Wei Lou a strange question: "Have you ever raised a cat? If you use the cat metaphor, Your Highness is a cat owner. The Gongxi tribe is a domestic cat, and the Gongxi tribe is a cat outside the domestic cat. The free-range cats in the home caused trouble outside and couldn't solve them. I hope the owner will help. As long as it is not involved in the bottom line, the request will generally not be rejected."

If this is the explanation, it would be easy to understand.

Su Shang could not beat Chu Yao's dog, so he always asked Qi Shan to support him.

Qishan is always here, and he enjoys the feeling of being close to Su Shang. If Su Shang leads a group of hungry and poor friends from outside, he will definitely treat him warmly with the best cat rice, and wishes he could feed the cat fat before letting it go.

His cats, he is here to spoil them, just N!

For cats, praying for goodness is a soft-hearted god.

But Chen Tang thought he was just a shit poop.

so--

The shoveler + the soft-hearted god = shoveler???

Jimo Qiu looked at Wei Lou with blank expression and eyes blank, and his words were a bit cruel. He had to say: "The worries of senior Wei Lou are reasonable, and from your perspective, there is nothing wrong with it. 'God' is a synonym for unknown existence. It can be a saint who loves the world in the hearts of ordinary people, or a bystander who can regard all living beings as nothing. 'God' may really exist, or it may be the incarnation of people's word of mouth and the incarnation of hope. Senior Wei Lou's previous understanding of the definition of 'God' was too narrow."

The cat didn't know whether the stranger who was approaching him was a soft-hearted redemption or a bull-ghost who would abuse the cat. Being alert and fearful of the unknown is the survival instinct of a survival choice. Whether it was Ji Sun Guozhu or Wei Lou, neither of them was wrong.

They just have different perceptions.

"What Your Highness is doing now is in line with what you were worried about back then?" Jimo Qiu asked his soul torture.

Above the ruins, in prison.

Wei Lou's time seemed to be frozen at a certain moment.

The blood faded, and a thick grayish white layer was applied.

Just when Wei Cheng was worried that his uncle would be killed by his qi and blood, Wei Lou covered his chest and spit out a large pool of red blood. He covered his face with his hands, as if there were water stains flowing down the cracks of his fingers to the back of his hands. The arrogance of the first meeting disappeared, and the decay and decayed aura was fully revealed.

Even though Wei Lou knew that this was just Jimo Qiu's guess, not Ji Sun Lord's real motive, he still couldn't help but hope so. This scene made Chen Tang stunned.

No, just give it a step and then it's down?

What about the promised old stubborn?

Jimo Qiu is still conscientiously abide by the duties of the high priest.

"You can be prejudice against God, but you cannot be prejudice against Your Highness. Using the strict conditions of the minister to choose a lord, she, the lord, is also qualified enough. She has not abused her ability to interfere with you. She is now a mortal like you. Let me ask, if you put yourself in your shoes, it is possible to do it? If you go to a remote countryside with isolation from the world and the customs of the people, you will retire from the brocade, wear coarse linen, farm with farmers, and lead them out of poverty and become rich, instead of using your own strength to forcibly interfere with the cause and effect of the overall situation? With the strength of a twenty-level marquis, you can easily rewrite the fate of ordinary people."

If his inexplicable memories did not lie to him, his highness was afraid of entering the world and passing the tribulation, and his success rate was infinitely close to zero. For the sake of loving cats, no, for the little people of the Gongxi clan, she was really hard. Who can say that your highness is not a good person?

Wei Lou's collapse lasted only a few breaths.

When he put down his hands indifferently, his emotions returned to normal.

"You are loyal to her."

Jimo Qiu: "The Lord humiliated his minister and died, and the ministers protected him, and the high priest who served the gods as all are naturally the same."

Wei Lou: "..."

Jimo Qiu's "Master humiliation and death" poked him into pain again, but this time he didn't have the strength to break the defense: "Time is so bad, I never thought that I could hear these in more than a hundred years. No matter what the truth is, everything is too late. As for prejudice, I will take it back for now."

"Retract the prejudice? Oh, am I still grateful to you?" Chen Tang laughed for no reason when he was amused by his words. "Actually, I have a question. Since you are so afraid of the sayings of gods and ghosts, why do you cooperate with the gods?"

Isn't this a contradiction?

In addition to the Gods, there is also the Eternal Life Church.

What is the explanation for this?

"Evil... there is still a difference between you and the charlatan."

Wei Lou almost blurted out the word "evil god".

He had no confidence in killing the gods, but he had the confidence to take the charlatan in one fell swoop, but he did not expect that the foundation of the Gods Association was deeper than he expected. That's right, who would have thought that such a charlatan organization with hidden heads and tails still had the relics of the previous civilization in his hand? Although there were not many relics and very few were available for them to use, it was still an unimaginable existence for Wei Lou.

People cannot understand existence beyond cognition, so will the gods, and so will the evil...injust god Chen Youli.

As for the Eternal Life Church?

The leader is Wei Cheng, not him.
To be continued...