Lotus King?

Feng Yuheng looked at the class and asked with his eyes.

Ban Zuo shook his head and said he didn't know, but after thinking about it, he told her again: "The current King Qianzhou is fighting for the throne. He has only one sister, Princess Kang Yi. The other brothers are all born from half-brothers. To put it bluntly, they are the enemies of the past. The battle for the throne in every country and every dynasty cannot be avoided. Qianzhou's battle that lasted for more than ten years was even more intense. More than a dozen children and grandchildren of the late emperor died in the battle for the throne. Including the current king, the remaining sons were less than five, and they were all named kings."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "In this way, this Lotus King is a member of the Qianzhou royal family and the cousin of the king."

"It should be."

While the two of them were talking, the girl standing in the car spoke again and asked the bearded man, "You don't go to celebrate Lord Duanmu's birthday. So many people have gathered here to block the road, so why are you?" He was extremely rude in his words, but the bearded man didn't mind at all.

He replied respectfully: "These are all Dashun officials who are trying to escape. Lord Duanmu has his life and will be sentenced to death."

"Ask the kill?" The girl frowned, "So many people want to ask the kill?"

Da Hu said, "Yes, Lord Duanmu said, it is better to kill people who are not firm in their hearts than to persuade them." While speaking, he looked at the onlookers and the people, and said, "The same is true for these people. If you know the times, you will stay; if you don't know, you will kill them."

The girl shook her head when she heard it, but she didn't want to say much, so she simply turned around and returned to the carriage. Soon after, she came out again, but she said to the bearded man: "Your Highness King Lian said that tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and then it will be the New Year. Today is the end of the year, so it's not easy to kill like this. What's more, Your Highness doesn't like blood, so you can disperse. Just find a place to lock them up. After the New Year, our Highness will go back to Qianzhou. You can do whatever you want."

The bearded man did not hesitate at all when he heard this and immediately nodded in agreement. Even though he had called Duanmu before, the prince of Qianzhou said that, he left his Duanmu behind without thinking. If there was anyone who didn't know, he would really think that this person was Qianzhou's general.

But it's better to do it. At least you won't notice a large-scale bloody incident. People even say thank you. Those who escaped from death watched the survivors' hands scattered, and when their tense nerves loosened, most of them fainted.

The bearded man quickly ordered everyone to drag them down. After the square was handled, he asked the girl of the lantern again: "I wonder if your highness is satisfied?"

The girl nodded, "Just do it as you do. This is your great favor after all, I don't care about it."

The bearded man immediately said: "Northern border has defected to Qianzhou, we are one family, and Dashun is an outsider."

The girl giggled and nodded, "That's right, these three northern provinces were originally my Qianzhou territory, and they were robbed by Dashun. But don't worry, whoever should be, will be who it belongs. Sooner or later, Qianzhou will have to rob this place back."

As soon as she said this, suddenly, a voice in the carriage with a bit of feminine came in a gentle voice, which looked like a man but not a man, but was very nice. The voice said: "Zi'er, don't talk nonsense, when will it be your turn to make decisions about Qianzhou's things?"

When the arrogant girl heard this, she immediately turned around and knelt down in front of the carriage, and said, "Your Highness atones for his sins, it's a slave who has lost his words."

"Yeah." The voice said lightly: "I'll kneel on ice for three days after returning to a thousand weeks."

"Yes." The girl took the punishment without any complaint. After getting up, she said to the bearded man: "We are going to Lord Duanmu's Winter Palace, please let them all get out of the way."

When the bearded man heard this, he quickly set out a road that was enough for the carriage to pass through. The wolf horse stepped on the horse's hooves again and walked slowly through the crowd.

Feng Yuheng happened to be divided into the first row, and the carriage passed by her, and she could immediately feel the coldness emitted from the carriage.

I don’t know if it was a mental effect, but I felt that the carriage seemed to pause when passing by her, and in just a moment it returned to normal. Then, I heard the feminine voice inside and said quietly: “The northern border is still too hot. It’s good to give such a place to Dashun. Why bother to take it back?” Then there was a low sigh.

However, there was not much emotion in the sigh, but it was a bit of joke. To him, the Northern Realm was just a dispensable toy and he didn't care.

clang!

The sound of the gongs echoed again, and the shocking feeling before came again, and people were stunned, just like human figurines.

This time, Feng Yuheng and Ban left were prepared and were not confused by the sound of the gong, but the sound of the gong still sounded stirring.

She made a conspiracy in her mind, and she could knock out such an effect with just a gong. What if many sounds were made together? If this gong sound appeared on the battlefield, would the Dashun soldiers and generals resist it?

During the thoughts, a few breaths passed, and finally people came to their senses and sweated coldly. Some people began to discuss who the Lotus King was, and some people were worried about the officials who were escorted away. They didn’t know when the next time they were asked to kill. Of course, people were more concerned about themselves. In this place of the Northern Realm, life and death were just a thought of Duanmu Anguo, which was terrible.

The bearded man was shouting with a proud look on his face: "See, that is His Highness, the Lotus King of Qianzhou. In addition to the current saint, the Lotus King is the biggest prince of Qianzhou. In his hands, he not only holds military power, but also has the power of rule in six provinces of Qianzhou. This year, His Highness, the Lotus King of Qianzhou came to the northern border in person, which is a blessing for our northern border!"

People were shocked. This person had already regarded himself as a person from Qianzhou in his words and had already brought the northern boundary to the sphere of influence of Qianzhou. It had nothing to do with Dashun.

"Okay, you all go back! Your Highness, King Lian, is right. It is indeed not advisable to kill animals and see blood at the end of the year. I will report to Lord Duanmu now. I think that the Lord must have thought so. If it is dispersed, let it be dispersed!"

After he said that, he waved his hand and followed the servants to chase the Lotus King's car. Feng Yuheng followed the crowd and asked the class as he walked back: "I know that many people in the three northern provinces are of Qianzhou blood, but how much can this proportion take up? How many pure Dashun people are there?"

Ban Zuo frowned and thought for a while, shook his head, "It's hard to say, most of them are not. Of course, except for the Duanmu family. It is said that when the three northern provinces were defeated by the ancestor emperor, they left a army to station for a long time. The soldiers and generals also brought their families to settle their families here. But in the end, there were many people, few soldiers and generals, and one generation and two generations were OK. From the third generation, they began to intermarry with Qianzhou people. After two years, even half of the descendants had a Dashun bloodline, they were gradually assimilated. The same is true for the Duanmu family. The third prince's biological mother was half of Qianzhou's bloodline, and was Qianzhou's wife married by Duanmu Anguo."

Feng Yuheng was quite helpless. In fact, if this matter was really investigated, Dashun invaded the three northern provinces, and so that Qianzhou people with the same bloodline were divided into two parts. If Qianzhou wanted to regain the heart of the northern border, it would be the same as the future generations who wanted to recover the lost territory. What should we say if who is right and who is wrong?

But Dashun was not later generations after all. Before the Chinese nation had laid a final territory, human society must coexist with stability and invasion. This is an era of advocating heroic arguments. Peace is just a fantasy, and troubled times are the ultimate foundation under the manifestation of peace.

Countless people walked back with difficulty in the snow. A big-shun wife complained: "I actually set up a Winter Palace. Are you afraid that people will not know his ambition?"

The man beside him covered her mouth and shouted: "If you don't want to die, just close your mouth!"

The lady also got angry and knocked off his hand, and her voice increased a little more: "What are you afraid of? Didn't that bearded man leave? Isn't it possible to stop people from talking? Now, I might be when the beheaded knife will be placed on our necks. I've said I won't let you come or not. If you don't listen, this time, if something happens, I will take my daughter and I to bury you."

The man couldn't refute and sighed. When another official heard their words, he couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Fortunately, I brought my daughter. If I brought my son, wouldn't it be broken?"

Someone said, "So what if they didn't bring it? They will die sooner or later in Dashun. Although we were forced, we were here ourselves, not to mention, do you know what kind of wind the Duanmu An Council emitted? How do you say we?"

A few words made people feel heartbroken again.

Feng Yuheng wanted to ask what people mean by "Winter Palace". At this time, two Songzhou people stood in front of a bun shop on the north side of the street. One of them carried two big boxes of snacks and handed them to the other person. At the same time, he said: "Your Meiyi will be sent to the palace after the New Year. If you get favor in the future, your family will benefit from it. Brother Wang, don't forget us at that time."

"Hey! It's easy to say!" The person who received the gift replied with a blush on his face: "Your daughter will be old in two years. We will have to share the blessings at that time!"

Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "Sent to the palace? Are the emperor still choosing a concubine now?"

Ban Zuo snorted coldly, "Our emperor didn't choose, we chose this one."

"One here?" She was puzzled, "Monkey Qianzhou? Did he choose a concubine to Songzhou?"

Ban Zuo shook his head, "What is the king of Qianzhou? It is Duanmu Anguo. The so-called Winter Palace is a small palace he built for himself in Songzhou. It is said that in that Winter Palace, he was called the king. All the girls who were thirteen years old in the three northern provinces must be sent to the Winter Palace for him to select. Only those who failed to be elected can be released and married."

"What?" Feng Yuheng was shocked, "This is no different from the emperor's choice of a concubine!" Duanmu Anguo was so arrogant?
Chapter completed!