"Come on, for Zhao Wang, you should commit suicide." Li Junwei inserted the dagger on the table, with no trace of expression on his face, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Diliguli's body trembled, looked at Li Junwei, grabbed the dagger, threw it out of the window, and shouted hysterically: "No, you can't do this, I'm your brother's woman, you can't let me die, you don't have the qualifications."

Li Junwei nodded: "You are right, but this time you didn't have a choice. I gave you such an idea when I was in the subcontinent, using your life to exchange for Zhao Yan's future, but now it's different. You have crossed the line and want to kill me, which is very bad. Diliguli, you and I are also old acquaintances. You should know that I am the most cherishing of my life. When you choose to assassinate me, you should think of this day, and I will not let anyone go of my life.

This time is different from the last time. This time, you need to exchange your life for Zhao Yang's life. If you die, no one else will know about your master's assassination of me. I will hand over Zhao Yang's fate to my elder brother. If he wants Zhao Yang to go back, I will send him back to Agra in person. If the elder brother sticks to the original plan, then I will escort Zhao Yang to Shen Jing and treat him as his son. I will never let him suffer any grievances. So, you commit suicide."

Li Junwei said as he untied the pistol at his waist and placed it in front of Diliguli. Diliguli trembledly picked up the flintlock pistol. The gems on it reflected colorful light under the light, just like Diliguli's brilliant first half of his life, but the cold bullets could end everything. Diliguli held the pistol tightly and pressed the cold muzzle against her neck. As long as she gently pulled the trigger, her life would end.

Seeing her hesitation, Li Junwei simply sat cross-legged opposite Di Liguli, looking at Di Liguli with expressionless face to make a choice. Di Liguli stood there sadly, touching the trigger finger but couldn't press it. She closed her eyes and tried to finish it all, but the cold gun made her hesitate. Li Junwei's voice sounded: "You have no choice, let's end, Di Li."

However, this sentence did not help Diliguli make up her mind at all, but instead let the pistol fall off to the ground. Diliguli knelt on the ground and climbed in front of Li Junwei: "No, I don't want to die, I can't die."

Li Junwei looked at her face: "This is for your son, for his son, isn't it okay?"

"No, I don't die, I don't want to die, you have a way, right? You are the smartest among brothers. Although you are not the emperor, you two brothers who are emperors should regard you as treasures. They will definitely beg you for pardon me, don't let me die, I beg you." Diliguli finally chose to beg for mercy and kowtowed repeatedly.

Li Junwei looked at the woman with his chin and sighed: "Don't you love Zhao Yan the most? Can't you even die for him?"

Diliguli did not defend herself. She once thought she was willing to give everything for Zhao Yan, but when the pistol that ended her life was pressed on her neck, she realized that she was not as desperate as she thought. At this time, she was just kneeling there and begging.

Li Junwei picked up the pistol on the ground and laughed: "Diluguli, you and I are really the same kind of people. We are both selfish. There should be no one in this world who makes us willing to sacrifice our lives. Of course, there is also a difference between us. The difference is that you have already confirmed that no one is worthy of your sacrifice, and I just think that it has not become a reality."

"Whatever you say, don't kill me, don't kill me, let me do anything, don't kill me," Dilguli begged.

Li Junwei nodded: "Get up, I didn't want to kill you..." As he said that, Li Junwei aimed his pistol at Diliguli's head, pulled the trigger, and a ball of smoke rose into the air, but the gunpowder in the medicine nest was ignited, and there was neither gunpowder nor lead bullet in the gun chamber.

Li Junwei smiled and said, "How could a person who cherishes his life like me hand a bullet-loaded pistol to the woman who wants to kill me? If you have the intention to pull a cushion before you die, wouldn't I die? I just want to see what kind of person you are, that's it."

"You...you really don't kill me?" Diliguli couldn't believe it.

Li Junwei nodded: "Of course, because this is Yarkand, not Agra, if my elder brother is here, I would blow your head without hesitation, but this is not. If I kill you, there will be a gap between me and my elder brother. Even if this gap is only a little, a little bit, it is not worth it.

Moreover, Zhao Ying is a child, and he cannot be without a mother. Although I have only been familiar with him recently, he is my nephew, right?”

Li Junwei said as he stood up and took paper and pen from the table: "I just don't kill you, but I can't let you go. Come on, write down the whole story of this matter clearly, it's considered a confession. Don't worry, as long as you are honest and do not act a monster in the future, this confession will never appear."

Diliguli said firmly: "I can't write."

Li Junwei nodded: "Okay, then are you going to Shenjing to confess or Agra? You just want to do it, I just promised that I won't kill you, but I don't guarantee to hide this for you. In fact, there is no choice. No matter where you accept your fate, the final outcome will be dead silently. What you said just now is right. My two emperor brothers regard me as treasures. Apart from our brotherly feelings, they both think that if you become emperors, I will have my help and sacrifices. Both of them cannot forgive the people who assassinate me to live, so you can choose."

Seeing that Di Liguli was reluctant to make up her mind, Li Junwei sighed and said, "People have bad habits, one of which is to be more flawed. You were in a state of life and death just now, and you could do anything to survive, but now when you are sure that you are not threatened by life, you are more flawed. Haha, don't hesitate, you have no choice. I can forgive you for your sin of assassinating me, but I don't want to dig a trap for your outsider. I want to guarantee that you will not make trouble in the future and will no longer have those unrealistic ambitions.

So either you write it down and put the handle in my hands, or you just think about my two emperor brothers, which one of them could save your life."

Diliguli had no choice but to pick up paper and pen and write down the whole story. Li Junwei was watching from the side, and there was no discount at all. It was impossible to play the Spring and Autumn Brushwork game. Whenever a character was involved, as long as he was under Diliguli's command, Li Junwei immediately called and confessed.

But Li Zhaoying didn't know when he went to find food. His mother experienced life and death. She came back with a lot of food. Seeing Di Liguli lowered her head and wrote, she asked, "Mother, what are you writing? Why are you crying?"

Li Junwei hugged his nephew: "Don't disturb your mother, he is writing a letter to your father, crying because of missing him."

In fact, Diliguli knew very well that when she wrote her confession, everything was over, her ambitions should be eliminated, and Zhao Yang also lost the possibility of inheriting the throne. The reason was very simple. No matter when these materials were handed over to Shen Jing or Agra, she had only one death, and it would also implicate Li Zhao Yang. In the years to come, she could only live a life without desires.

People are still alive, but their dreams are lost. Diliguli can only be a salted fish, and this is also the ending that Li Junwei wants.

A stack of information was stored in a bag by Li Junwei. He picked up Li Zhaoying, who was tired of playing and was already asleep, and took Di Li Guli to leave the small building where they temporarily lived. After going downstairs, he met Xu Bangyan. Seeing that Li Junwei was in good health and was holding a child, Xu Bangyan must have no health problems. He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Your Highness, it's great that you are safe and sound, otherwise the villain would be able to forgive him for his death."

Li Junwei smiled and pointed to Li Zhaoying in his hand: "Worry, don't wake up my nephew."

Xu Bangyan nodded, Li Junwei hooked up at Ata, and Ata walked over carefully. Li Junwei said, "The people in the small building have been cleaned up."

"King Yu, you..." Diliguli immediately rushed over when she heard that Li Junwei was going to kill all her confidants.

Li Junwei frowned: "Speak softly, don't wake Zhao Yan up because of a trivial matter. He wants to inherit the king's title. What kind of sing in public is that he loses the royal face."

Di Liguli gritted her teeth and said, "That's more than a dozen lives!"

Li Junwei's face was calm: "Compared with our royal face, it's just a small matter that is not worth mentioning."

Li Junwei nodded at Atta, and Atta drew his sword and took people in to clean up. While holding his nephew, Li Junwei said to Xu Bangyan: "Xu Huishou, I will compensate you if you dirty your place."

Seeing that Li Junwei, who was usually kind and the most unpretentious, had caused more than a dozen lives to be killed. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew that it was all Mrs. Dilly's confidant, and Li Junwei still ordered this. Xu Bangyan was very clever and knew that there must be some secrets in it, which was still related to the royal face. He immediately said: "No, there is nothing dirty, the villain knows nothing, nothing."

Li Junwei smiled and said, "Xu Huishou is a smart person."

Half a month later, the delegation arrived in Yili. Chen Ping, the general of Dingbian, who had received the news, and Chang Aidai, the minister stationed in the Western Xinjiang, came to greet him one after another. Li Junwei stayed in the car and entered the Dingbian General's Mansion in Yili City in an injured manner. After appeased the vassal ministers, Chen Ping and Chang Aidai entered the bedroom where Li Junwei lived, but saw Li Junwei playing chess with his nephew Li Zhaohuang, which was nothing. Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Highness Yu, what are you doing? Do you know that the Beiyi was worried in the past half month. Sometimes I heard that you were injured, sometimes I received an order not to send troops, and sometimes I said that the Yarkand Khan rebelled in the country, and there was no accurate letter. Are you... Are you injured?"

Li Junwei smiled: "If you are hurt, you are sad, haha."

Seeing that Li Junwei was not in a good position, Chen Ping and Chang Adayai didn't know what was true or false, Chen Ping simply asked: "You... which one did you play? What is the fact of the assassination of King Yu of Yarkand City? The officials in Western Xinjiang are still waiting for the accurate letter."

"What is the right letter to ask for? Isn't it good now? The Yarkand Khan is in chaos in the country. Meldan and Alimujiang each have their own opinions. The fight is difficult to solve. It is a great opportunity for your Dingbian General Chen Ping to control the Tianshan South Road." Li Junwei patted his nephew's butt and asked him to go to find his mother by himself, but he said dissatisfiedly.

When Chen Ping heard these ambiguous words, he said anxiously: "But we both take charge of the Western Xinjiang, we will always give the emperor an explanation to the court."

Li Junwei said, "Do you use your explanation? When I returned to Shenjing, I will give the emperor's brother an explanation. You only need to tell the court that King Yu mediated the war between Ladakh and Tibet in Yarkand City, and never thought of being assassinated. The king was unknown. That's all, let the court send someone to dispatch it."

Chang Adei said: "But the Yerkand Khan Sima Yi went to Yili to explain that it was you who was assassinated by Alimujiang, and he had already died in Yili City."

Li Junwei said: "How can he believe his words? He even told you that I was killed! Then am I dead?"

Li Junwei slapped his clothes and said, "You two don't need to know the whole story of the assassination, they just need to know that this is a good opportunity to annex Tianshan South Road."

Seeing the two of them looking embarrassed, Li Jun smiled arrogantly: "What's your expression? What's wrong? Is it because you are not familiar with this business? You have never done it. Or do you two think you are going to be promoted and don't want to cause trouble again?"

"No, no, no." Chen Ping had to deny it, but there was only one word deep in his heart, tired, very tired!

Chang Aday's face had bitter knowledge. I remember that when King Yu first came to Xijiang, he came to solve the land in the river. He thought that with King Yu, everything would be solved smoothly, but unexpectedly, King Yu made Western Xinjiang a huge upside down. Kazakhstan, Crimea, Russia, and fought with the surrounding countries. Seeing that he was going to return to Beijing, Chen Ping was still thinking about quickly resolving the land in the river and solving the boundary problem with Hindustan, and serving this man away. Unexpectedly, he provoked Tibet and wanted to mediate. Before they could catch their breath, they had to stir up civil strife in the Yarkand Khanate.

Over the past few years, it was just King Yu who caused trouble in front. The two of them worked as nannies in the back to wipe their butts. Fortunately, they did not make a big mess, but instead expanded the border. However, King Yu's thoughts were like this, which was really confusing. If this was the case, when would it end?

"Prince, Prince, please give me a brief explanation to the last general. When will you return to Beijing, and do you have any other plans?" Chen Ping asked simply.

Li Junwei said lazyly: [Jiujiu Novel     www.99xsw.info] "It's gone for the time being. After the matter in the river is over, mediate Tibet and I'll go back. Anyway, I won't spend the winter here."
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