Please ask me to be the emperor

"Are you Song Xiance?" To be honest, Zhang Weishi, the governor of the Xuan Mansion, looked down upon this charlatan.

But he was frightened by the rebel army's great reputation, and he had to see him again.

"It's the old Taoist priest!" Song Xiance smiled with a smile and reluctantly saluted.

It turns out that he is just a talkative old Taoist priest, not a cultivator of immortality.

After a day and night of traveling, his body was almost stretched to its limit.

Just when he arrived outside Xuanfu City, he couldn't catch someone and fell off his horse, almost losing half his life.

Fortunately, his body bones were still strong and the place where he fell was relatively soft, so he was lucky enough to be fine.

Now he was enduring the pain all over his body and met Zhang Weishi, the governor of Xuanfu.

"What will happen if you say I will chop off your head and give it to Emperor Hong Tai of the Qing Dynasty?" Zhang Weishi didn't care about his hometown feelings at all, and threatened him as soon as they met.

"I advise you not to do this!" Song Xiance replied slowly after hearing this.

"Why?"

"Because the old Taoist priest is not only a member of King Shun, but also has some friendship with several Heshuo Beile." Song Xiance chuckled.

"If you chop up the old Taoist priest, maybe someone won't be able to see it, and they'll chop you up in turn!"

"Why are you bluffing me, sir?" Zhang Weishi couldn't help but look at Song Xiance in surprise after hearing this, and then laughed.

"Do not believe?"

"Do not believe!"

"When King Shun didn't raise his troops, he was like you!"

"Oh?" Zhang Weishi disagreed when he heard this.

"I think back then, when King Shun passed away, his face was miserable, and I saw His Highness King Shun for the first time." Song Xiance didn't know what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but replied slowly.

"I can only see that he has two pupils, his hands are above his knees, and there is a Fuxi bone piercing the top of his head. He is really the appearance of a real dragon emperor."

"Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest was greedy for wine, leaked the news, and missed important events, causing King Shun to be imprisoned."

"For this reason, the old Taoist priest often received complaints and felt uneasy in his heart. He never thought that King Shun would get a blessing in disguise and soar into the sky. Only then did he realize the principle of 'the destiny of heaven is impermanent, but only the virtuous will live in it'."

"Oh?" After listening to Song Xiance's words, Zhang Weishi's face began to look a little suspicious.

Today's Zhang Shun is no longer the unknown soldier back then, but the famous King Shun.

Now he stomps his feet, and the entire Shanxi realm trembles. One fart is worth a boring person's study for a long time, not to mention the legend about his miraculous powers.

Regarding these rumors, there is not a single train, but at least there are a lot of them.

Zhang Weishi was not deaf or blind, so he naturally had some knowledge of this.

However, since ancient times, things like "gods entering the belly" and "goddess giving books" and so on have been the basic operations of rebellious ministers and traitors, and Zhang Weishi didn't take it seriously at first.

Just thinking about the deeds of "King Shun" who suddenly appeared in the past two years, defeated the Ming army in succession, and swept the world, and then listened to Song Xiance's words, my heart was inevitably shaken a little bit.

"Then...what does this have to do with Hou Jin and Shuo Baylor?" Zhang Weishi's mind changed and he asked again.

Okay, I was almost deceived by you, the monster. Didn't we just talk about why Heshuo Baylor should stand up for you?

"Let me tell you this, since the old Taoist priest followed King Shun and raised troops, he has made some achievements in the southern and northern wars." Song Xiance said with a smile.

"Therefore, he was invited by the leader of the Later Jin Kingdom and appointed by King Shun as an envoy to that country."

"Then the Kingdom of Jin was located in a remote and barren land. The people were miserable and the officials were cruel. Their only business was looting."

"My husband's robbery is almost determined by fate. More or less, it is unknown. If he is unlucky, it will cost his family and his life."

"Therefore, when I went up to Hong Tai, the leader of the Jin Kingdom, and down to Beile and Brother of each banner, they all respectfully asked the old Taoist priests about their fortunes and blessings."

"More ambitious people asked me many times in private, 'What does King Khan look like?'"

"Hey~" Zhang Weishi couldn't help but take a breath after hearing this.

How capable are you, an old Taoist priest?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "I wonder what King Houjin Khan looks like?"

"The dragon and phoenix posture of the Lord of the Jin Dynasty is the so-called long and quasi-dragon face of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, and the dragon posture and sun horns of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty." Song Xiance couldn't help but laugh.

"Since the leader of the Jin Kingdom is absolutely like the Han Gao Tang Sect, he must rule the world?" Zhang Weishi couldn't help but ask deliberately.

"According to common sense, this is indeed the case. However, the heels are broken in two places."

"Which two places?"

"At first glance, he has the look of a hawk and a wolf, which is the appearance of a treacherous hero. Therefore, he is a sinister man and has ruthless methods. Although his father, son and brothers are all impressed, he is the number one hero in the Later Jin Kingdom." Song Xiance sneered.

"One spot is on the face, and the fortune teller says: Green is worried, white is crying, black is sick, red is frightened, and yellow is happy. The face of the Lord of Jin is dark, which is the sign of death from illness."

"It's a pity that this life-long hero is worthy of being the rival of His Highness King Shun. But he has destiny but no luck, and all his achievements are only used as wedding clothes for others!"

"This..." Zhang Weishi suddenly hesitated when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask.

"Since sir, I know how to look, how do I look?"

"Your Excellency is rich and powerful, and everyone knows it, so why do you need to meet him?" Song Xiance said with a smile when he heard this.

Nonsense, now both King Hou Jin and King Shun are allowed to be kings of counties. For Zhang Weishi, no matter which one he chooses, it will be a fortune.

The key to this matter is not how rich you are, but whether you can get it into your mouth. This is what he has to worry about.

"But, according to your temperament, you are a childish person with money in the market, and I'm afraid it won't end well..."

"Huh?" Zhang Weishi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, and laughed angrily, "Old Taoist priest, you actually cursed me in front of me. Do you really think that I am easy to talk to?"

"Zhang Fujun, the Azige tribe of the Later Jin Dynasty has been defeated by me. I killed the famous generals Azige, Rao Yubeile Abatai, Niu Lu'er Zhen Wanyan Ye Chen and other famous generals." Song Xiance heard this and was not afraid. Instead, he said proudly.

"Zhu Xieyuan of the Zuozhu Kingdom of the Ming Dynasty and Zhang Fengyi, the governor of Xuanda, knew that there was no hope of resistance, so they both committed suicide."

"Only the governor of Datong, Ye Tinggui, the general of Datong, Wang Shiren, the general of Xuanfu, Li Guoliang, and a group of 30,000 troops were left to join the rebels."

"Now there are wolves in front of us and tigers in the back. The rebels are in front and the Eastern captives are watching behind."

"Zhang Fujun is just like the rat in the bellows who gets angry from both sides and wants to ask for price from both sides. Isn't he just asking for death?"

"You...I..." Zhang Weishi was furious when he heard this. He couldn't help but point his finger at Song Xiance, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

When Li Guoliang saw this, he quickly stepped forward and explained to him: "Mr. Song is unaware of something, and Zhang Fujun also suffers from Zhang Fujun's difficulties."

"There are more than 100,000 people in the Xuanfu. It is difficult to reconcile all the opinions. It is inevitable that there will be people who have illusions..."

"Stop talking, let me explain!" Before Li Guoliang finished speaking, Zhang Weishi seemed to have figured out something and couldn't help but interject.

"It's not that Zhang was vacillating and indecisive. There were really two difficult things that put me in a difficult position for a while!"

"Oh? I wonder which ones they are?" Song Xiance asked.

"One is a merchant from Zhangjiakou, who is deeply involved with the Xuanfu and tends to the Later Jin Dynasty."

"One is the guarding eunuch Wang Kun, who is loyal to Emperor Ming. He has one or two thousand troops under his command, which is difficult to deal with."

"Therefore, Zhang is caught in the middle!"

"Oh? So Zhang Fujun is useless?" Song Xiance couldn't help but sneered when he heard this.

Are you kidding? Since you can't control Xuanfu Town, wouldn't it be better for the rebels to change it to someone who can control it?

Originally Zhang Weishi's words were half-truths, but when he heard Song Xiance's words, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Look at your mouth, if you can’t speak, it’s better not to speak!

He quickly smiled and said: "How can you do that? Take care of it, take care of it. Mr. Song, please take a seat in the house now, and I will deal with these two forces right now!"

It was supposed to be Zhang Weishi, the governor of Xuanfu, who refused to let go of the rabbit and asked for the price.

Unexpectedly, he said this wrongly. Instead, he wanted to prove that he was worthy of the asking price. This time, he finally realized how powerful this old Taoist priest was.

There is only one chapter today, please forgive me