"I'm tired, let's go."

When the crown prince Cao Fang and the left prime minister retreated from the palace according to the courtesy, the old and the young looked at each other and laughed, and everything was silent.

Then, Sima Zhongda bowed and walked slowly out of the Dahong Palace Gate with an old and weak attitude, walking on the verge of concealing the mountain.

It was not until he entered the carriage that he gradually returned to his healthy posture and said with a calm smile:

"Sure enough, the fathers in the world always hope that their children will be smart, but - only at the age of eight, how can they understand military and political affairs?"

"Your Majesty, I'm old, so confused~" said the Left Prime Minister David, who was nearly 200 years old, to comment on the forty-nine-year-old old emperor.

This time, the rather risky test, also made Sima Zhongda's mind gradually become active, and he sneered in a low voice:

"The rest depends on the matter at Yumen Pass. Can it be successful?"

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Yumen Pass.

If a large earth-yellow city is counted in some migrant populations and merchants from Tathagata, there will be about 20,000 people.

"If the water ghost kills people, it will not be resolved, and the population of 20,000 will double in one day, and at most fifteen or sixteen days will be dead..."

Jiang Chen, who calls himself "Wu Er", walked slowly in the warm wind of the spring night, observing the whole city with his sky eyes, silently waiting for the water ghost to appear.

After a cup of tea.

A woman with long hair gradually crawled out from a dry well somewhere in the west of the city. Her black hair covered the spots on her face, corpse spots, and red clothes, with water dripping under her feet.

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Chapter completed!