There are far more people who have heard the news than imagined. Even though the court had sent troops to claim that Qin Shan would be surrendered, many people still gathered here, waiting for Qin Shan to announce the identity of the prince.
The swearing ceremony was chosen in the jurisdiction of Beizhen Guogong Mansion, and even if Wang Jun wanted to come over, he had to break through the Zhen Guogong's army. Beizhen Guogong Mansion has been playing the banner of Qingjun for a long time, waiting for the mutton to be delivered to the tiger's mouth.
In the front yard, visitors were bustling with visitors. Qin Shan asked Qingtian and Mingyue to count the names and arrange their positions. In the backyard, Qin Shan was facing a tantrum, a little helpless.
"I don't care, and I want me to pretend to be a human being. I'm a frightened young man, always being used by you to pretend to be this one and that one? After the fame spreads, how can I fool?"
In the small courtyard, Xi Chenshui squatted on the ground, holding the stone chair in both hands, looking like he was reluctant to follow.
Qin Shan said, "This is the last time."
"I don't listen, I don't listen! Don't explain to me!" Xi Chenshui covered his ears, looking like a rascal.
Qin Shan patiently persuaded him, "Let you pretend to be a prince, it is only a temporary need, you only need to show your face in clothes from a distance."
"It's fine to show up, why don't you go by yourself? Besides, if I have this time to pretend, why don't you let the prince come by himself?" As soon as Xi Chenshui finished speaking, he saw that Qin Shan's expression was wrong.
"I'm afraid he won't be able to come."
"what?"
Qin Shan looked dumbfounded, "If he hadn't come, today, I will kill him righteously and avenge him personally."
"What?" Xi Chenshui was stunned. "Who do you want to kill your relatives? Haven't you been an orphan long ago. Hey, Qin Shan, how come I feel like you are hiding something from me."
This time it was Xi Chenshui's turn to entangle Qin Shan, but Qin Shan refused to say anything. When the two were entangled, Wan Chengxuan walked over from the front yard.
"It's almost time."
He stepped forward and picked up Xi Chenshui's back collar, "I will take him directly to Yi Rong, you go to the front hall to host."
After all, Wan Chengxuan dragged Xi Chenshui without any explanation, and the Sapo Dafa used by Master Jingying was of no use to the Master Wan Dafa. Qin Shan watched the two men pull and pull, and left with a slapstick chuckle, but before leaving, he glanced at the back room.
——In that room, a man fell asleep in a coma for many days.
Qin Shanyao sighed and turned to leave. And when he didn't know it, not long after he had left, the person lying on the bed suddenly moved his eyelids.
The so-called swearing ceremony is actually just a scene. The protagonist of the opera is Qin Shan, but all the people in the audience listen to the opera. At this time, Qin Shan was standing on the stage, well dressed.
"Qin and Wanren Villa, thank you for coming..."
Pu Cunxi sat down and looked at Qin Shan who was talking on the stage. He couldn't help but said with emotion: "It's really hard to imagine. Just a few months ago, this kid and I were still chased and killed. But this In a blink of an eye. Look at these people in the audience, many of us are still in the dead of life."
Mingyue listened to him next to him, and laughed: "The master is naturally different. Even if he is not reconciled, he can let them sit obediently. The master killed Xiao Yi and said he wanted to call on the heroes of the world. Would they dare not come?"
Pu Cunxi shook his head, "What do you know? Qin Shan is looking at the scenery now. If he takes a wrong step, there is no place to bury him. Not only does he fail to end, but he also hurts you."
Mingyue said: "I know, the master has asked me, I am voluntary. The master does the best, for the people for the common people, even if it is nothing to sacrifice me."
"You yellow-haired boy!" Pu Cunxi suddenly became anxious, "What sacrifice, what righteousness? I don't take my life as my life! Good! Everyone must be a hero, what a hero, let my old man keep his eyes open. Watching you go to death."
"What are you talking about, Lord Pugu." Mingyue looked at him puzzledly, "Although what the master did is risky, we are not going to die."
Pu Cunxi suddenly said nothing. He sat down as if extremely tired, venting his strength. Sitting next to him, Mingyue only heard the old man slumped: "I wonder if I am too selfish or they are too fearless..."
Mingyue couldn't figure it out, and at this time, the show was at its climax.
"Commander Qin! You said let us be the prince, but what is the identity of the prince, whether it is true or not, you didn't give me an explanation."
Among the crowd, some people expressed doubts.
Qin Shan smiled lightly, knowing that it was time. His gaze swept over everyone in the audience. The people gathered here today are genuine, fake, and purely watching the excitement. Regardless of their purpose, Qin Shan would force these people onto his warship.
"As everyone knows, the first emperor did not have children in the palace. However, this is not because the first emperor had no children, but because the first emperor sent the prince out of the palace many years ago. The prince who was sent out of the palace was suddenly killed. The queen, the only son she gave birth, was also the prince back then."
Qin Shan surprised everyone with a word.
"What Qin Commander said is unbelievable, is there evidence?"
Qin Shan smiled, "I understand everyone's doubts, but before solving the puzzles, don't you want to know why the first emperor sent the prince out of the palace, even at the expense of forging the illusion that the prince was dead?"
The crowd listened with bated breath.
"Dignified emperor, the most powerful person in Daqi, who has the ability to force him to do this? Perhaps, I should ask, the first emperor without children, who is the one who gets the most benefit after his death ?"
--Regent!
"But this is just a guess..."
"You guys, haven't you found any clues this year? Whether it is Xiao Yi or the regent, they all grew out of nothing, and suddenly power was added. The regent was originally the king of northwest China, and he had no power in his hands. What supports him to come to this position, and to take over the monarchy on behalf of the emperor after the death of the emperor? Perhaps further, who has made the most profits and the most unscrupulous in my Daqi territory this year?"
"It's from the Xiqiang people! Qin Shan, you said the regent colluded with the Xiqiang people!" Someone could not help being surprised.
Qin Shan did not answer, "Of course, this is just speculation. However, Xiao Yi's identity has been confirmed. Xiao Yi and the Yingwu League are the tools that the Xiqiang people secretly supported and used to destroy my great Qi Wulin. Nowadays. Although there is no Xiao Yi, but the Xiqiang people are still there, who knows there won't be another Xiao Yi?"
"As long as the Xiqiang people think, as long as they still have a plot against us, do you really think that if Xiao Yi is dead, you can be safe?" Qin Shan's words aroused The fear and worries in the hearts of everyone present.
And Qin Shan looked at the faintly agitated crowd, and knew it was time for Xi Chenshui to appear.
He doesn't know where Wu'er is, or if those people have captured the prince. But as long as today, he is here to let Xi Chenshui officially show up here and call the world. Then the person Xi Chenshui pretended would become the real prince in everyone's mind. At that time, even if those people held Wu Anger and wanted to threaten him with the real prince, it would be too late.
Qin Shan's trick was to draw a salary from the bottom of the tank to prevent future troubles. He wants to clear the side of the emperor, and to use the name of the prince, he must never allow any trace of uncertainty!
"You must also understand that the people of Xiqiang are eagerly watching. Compared with the regent who may collude with the people of Xiqiang, the prince is more suitable to become the new king of Daqi in terms of identity and righteousness. Today, you are from the dragon. , The prince will never forget."
Of course, the regent in the palace must hate them too. When Qin Shan said these words, he had completely tied these people to his warship.
"Since you still have doubts in your mind, it is better to ask the prince to come out in person to resolve your doubts."
As Qin Shan said, he already clapped his hands, ready to let Xi Chenshui come out to show his face.
"Wait! Commander Qin. You keep saying that the prince is the heir to the throne. But who of us knows if the person in your hand is the real prince?"
Qin Shan looked at the red dress, describing the gorgeous woman, this person is Jue Honglian, the demon teaches Zuo Fa. She looked at Qin Shan and questioned.
But Qin Shan didn't panic, or it was only at this moment that the string in his heart finally tightened.
"Is it you?"
Qin Shan looked at Jue Honglian, but he seemed to be looking at others through her.
Jue Honglian's heart jumped suddenly, only listening to Qin Shan on the stage seemed to be talking to herself, but what she said was shocking.
"I didn't expect to be betrayed again by the closest person in the world."
"You--" Jue Honglian knew that this sentence was not what he said to herself, but it was because of this that she was even more surprised. She was about to say something--
"I didn't think about it either." At this time, someone said: "The donor Qin realized his identity before I came back."
The talker seems to have just arrived. He took off his hood and revealed a familiar face.
"It made me rush to come, almost thinking I was a step late."
It was Qin Shan, who was also a little surprised at this time.
"It's you..." He murmured, never expecting to lead the snake out of the cave, and he actually led this person out.
However, Qin Shan quickly jumped forward, leaped to the person, half-kneeled and said, "Your Highness!"
With his shout, everyone looked at the bald little monk.
The person who came was the one who had been missing for more than a month without seeing the news, or the first emperor's son Feng Qiwu.