Overgod Ascension

Dingzhou City, State Mufu.

As soon as Yu Wen entered the back house, he smelled a strong medicinal smell as soon as the tip of his nose moved.

The dark clouds in the sky were low, the cold wind was howling, and the faint sound of crying coming from the side made him tighten his neck.

‘It is rumored that Mr. Zhou Mu suddenly vomited three liters of blood. It seems that it is not groundless! ’

He thought silently in his heart, but a sad look appeared on his face.

The situation in Dingzhou was urgent. Gao Shun, the governor, had completely relieved himself of his responsibilities, and all the heavy burdens fell on Xu Chun. This man supported his illness, worked hard and fell sick, but this was a matter of course.

Yu Wen sighed, just appearing now seemed like destiny.

"Master Yu!"

The servant went in to report, and not long after, a housekeeper came out and said, "I wonder why you are here, sir?"

"It's just a small thing... It's the severe winter, and the drops of water turn into ice. The soldiers in the city are in urgent need of three thousand sets of winter clothes, as well as charcoal, medicinal materials and other supplies..."

As Yu Wen spoke, he saw a troubled expression on the butler's face.

The large army besieging the city not only delayed the autumn harvest, but also left no trace of the money and food of the counties. Of course, at this time, there was only this lonely city in Dingzhou.

What is needed for the war is military supplies. With so many things going on, even if Zhou Mu has to raise them, it will not be easy.

‘Especially... the aristocratic families are all just outsiders! Seeing that there was only an isolated city left in Dingzhou, the imperial court reprimanded it in name, but no soldiers from heaven came. How could you not know how powerful it was? In addition, the spies of the Xie family and the Lin family continued to spread the news. They began to refuse more than a month ago. They couldn't force it, so they only offered dozens of dans of grain and treated it like a beggar...'

With no tax revenue and no big family contribution, even Yu Wen knew that the city was in dire straits!

Unless Zhang Wenzhen dares to kill all the big families in the city and collect all their food and property, he will definitely not be able to survive next spring.

But if you really do this, especially when the army is pressing down on the situation, it will only lead to your own death.

What the gentry asked for was only the guarantee of land and the right to become an official. When it came to serious matters, they didn't care at all who was sitting on the throne.

What's more, the civil and military people in the city are inextricably related to these aristocratic families, or they may be members of them. Even if Zhang Wenzhen wants to take action, there will be backlash!

'Sigh... It is understandable that Mr. Zhou Mu is anxious and anxious due to internal and external difficulties...'

Yu Wen's eyes flashed, and then he said his intention: "In addition... my general heard that Mr. Zhou Mu's condition was getting worse, and he specially ordered me to come and say hello. I dare to ask you..."

"Woooo..."

At this moment, the inner house cried loudly.

On the hospital bed, Xu Chun, the state pastor, was as skinny as a stick, with a face as white as a piece of paper. Only his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he was obviously in the final stage of his death.

He stretched out his chicken claw-like hands as if to grab something, and there was a roaring sound in his chest.

"Master...but what do you want to explain?"

Madam Zhang asked, and quickly scolded several concubines around her: "Keep your voice down, do you want to make the master uneasy?"

She was also from a noble family and was very capable of keeping things under control. Especially after Xu Chun's death, she immediately took charge of the power of life and death, and drove away several concubines with just a thought.

Those concubines were lucky to have sons and daughters to rely on, but those who didn't were immediately frightened. When they saw the master looking like he was about to die, they completely lost their thoughts and did not dare to move at all.

"Country... country..."

Xu Chunnu moved his lips, and finally uttered a few words: "The national affairs are difficult, I will pay Zhang Wenzhen, winter... winter..."

But he couldn't say any more. He dropped his palms and held his breath.

"master!!"

Mrs. Zhang reached out her palm and saw that Xu Chun's breathing had stopped. She couldn't help but cry bitterly while caressing the corpse.

For a time, the entire inner house was filled with cries.

While Yu Wen and the housekeeper were looking at each other, a young man ran out, holding the prepared mourning clothes and black belt, but he burst into tears: "Butler Qian, the master...the master has gone..."

As soon as these words came out, the butler's lips turned blue, as if he had lost his backbone in an instant.

Even Yu Wen fell into a trance when he saw the Dinghai Divine Needle collapse in the city.

In a daze, he didn't know how many words he said, how many people he met, and he said goodbye in a confused manner. Looking at the gloomy sky, Yu Wen suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

"Master Yu!"

When I reached a street corner, two young men next to me, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted me respectfully: "My master invites you!"

"You are……"

Yu Wen's eyes moved, but he didn't say anything and followed them.

Outside the corner of the street, there was a carriage, which was covered on all sides and the windows were covered with black cloth. It was obvious that it had been prepared. Yu Wenyi, a master of art, was bold and got in directly. The carriage immediately started to move.

I don't know how long it took before the carriage stopped behind a large house. Yu Wen shook his collar and entered the house. He was immediately led into the secret room by a housekeeper.

"Master Yu is here too!"

There was a lamp like a bean in the room, and seven or eight people were already sitting there. Under the dim light, their faces were all gloomy and uncertain.

"It turns out to be you!"

Yu Wen naturally recognized that these were middle-level civil and military personnel in the city. They were the kind of people who were not well-known but held key positions and were very important.

Of course, the same is true for him. Although he is only a provincial official, he can enter and leave the governor's mansion and get close to Zhang Wenzhen.

Just thinking about such power, but being connected in this way, his hands immediately began to tremble, but his eyes were a little fiery.

"Very good! When Mr. Yu saw us, he didn't turn around and leave, and he didn't immediately scold us. It shows that he is a fellow-minded person!"

A young voice came, and a man who looked like a young master from an aristocratic family came to the main seat: "My younger brother Xie Wusi, I have met you all!"

"A member of the Xie family?"

Yu Wen nodded: "No wonder we can invite so many people. What do you want to do?"

"You should ask your Excellency this!"

Xie Wusi smiled and said: "Your Excellency just came out of the Prefectural Mufu Mansion, but Xu Chun is dead?"

Yu Wen's heart trembled, and he was surprised that the Xie family was well-informed, but he still nodded. After admitting this, everyone in the hall was of different colors, but they all felt relieved.

"The state pastor is always generous and kind to us, but how can a small favor be compared to the great righteousness of life and death for the people in the city?"

A middle-aged officer spoke indifferently.

"That's right... Dingzhou city is about to be destroyed. We should discuss our options and plan for Zhou Mu's death at the same time!"

A civil servant next to him said: "At least... with Wuzhen's promise, no one will commit any crime after the army enters the city, and even the Zhou Mu family can be pardoned. This will not be in vain for the friendship of our colleagues..."

"Exactly!"

When several officers heard this, their eyes lit up and they echoed loudly.

Yu Wen felt the hair on his back stand on end. He remembered the official who spoke and thought to himself: 'In terms of his thick skin and ruthless mind, this person can be said to be a great man for a while, but he must never offend him in the future...'

"very good!"

Xie Wusi was overjoyed: "Everyone who loves Master Wang is a great contributor!"

Everyone didn't dare to say anything, but Yu Wen had always wanted to find a way out. He echoed a few words and agreed half-heartedly, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "It's just that most of the military power in the city is in Zhang Wenzhen's hands. He is a confidant of Zhou Mu and is die-hard loyal to the imperial court, so it is difficult to deal with..."

"Besides...there are still those messengers here!"

"Zhang Wenzhen was just a deputy general before, so why should he be afraid?"

Several officers nearby said: "In terms of seniority in the military, you have to be ranked behind a certain family. This is not the order of the state shepherd. Who is willing to listen to him?"

"With a few helpers, at least Ximen won't be a problem! As for Zhang Wenzhen?"

A sneer appeared on Xie Wusi's lips: "Since this person is determined to resist the heavenly soldiers, we can only send him to death. Not only will he die, but the family will not be able to escape!"

This cold murderous aura immediately shocked Yu Wen.

…

"Although I have known that the Qi and numbers are in conflict with each other, I didn't want the Qi in Dingzhou City to decline like this after Xu Chun's death!"

The old Taoist returned to the inn and called over the Confucian scholars and generals: "Let me get ready, it's time to go!"

"But as soon as Xu Chun died, the city immediately became unstable?"

The Confucian scholar stroked his beard and sighed.

"As long as we find any clues, we will immediately contact Zhang Wenzhen to take preemptive measures. We will still be able to fight!"

The general snorted coldly.

"This is a matter of days, no human effort can save it!"

The old Taoist gave a wry smile. All the aristocratic families in the city were preparing for their escape and had other plans. What else could he do if he waited for the strangers?

If you use magical power to suppress it by force, do you really think that the hidden power on the opposite side is a vegetarian?

And if you forcefully fight against such luck, even if you are yourself, your merits will be lost and you will suffer bad consequences.

"Go and have a rest! Go and have a rest!"

Therefore, I can only sigh.

"Oh... you..."

The general stamped his feet. If the old Taoist was determined not to help, the most he could do was notify Zhang Wenzhen to step up his guard, but there was nothing else he could think of.

"Unexpectedly... three hundred years ago, when the chaos broke out in the late Shang Dynasty, the world was undergoing a period of intense revolution..."

A trace of sadness appeared on the old Confucian's face, but he didn't say much.

Now it is obvious that nothing can be done, and they have no obligation to accompany their loyal ministers to death.

…

Time flies.

Six years of peace have passed, and now it is seven years of peace.

The world is still in chaos, and in Dingzhou, the battle to siege Dingzhou City has finally reached its last moment.

The death of Xu Chun brought a touch of sadness to the New Year. It not only wiped away the last trace of joy of the festival, but also seemed to bring the final end to the rule of the old court in Dingzhou.

"Trebuchet, fire!"

Qi Lin and Chen Jingzong spent their free time taking turns attacking the city every day, and continued to intensify their efforts.

Under the unification of Dingzhou, all places are stable, giving them enough spare time to slowly build up this strong city.

The aristocratic families in the city could no longer bear it any longer and sent documents of surrender one after another. They secretly connected with each other and became more and more powerful.

"And then on!"

Qi Lin was wearing armor, roaring loudly, looking at the waves of soldiers, flying arrows, and throwing stones. His eyes turned to the direction of Luoshui from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.