Eighty-one, seeking death(1/2)
Zhang Wenrong shook his head: "You don't know, I come from the Sheng Kingdom. The emperor of the Sheng Kingdom was a lunatic. He started waging wars since he came to the throne. No one in the country cultivated the land, and the land had long been barren. He used war to support war, and there was nothing he could do.
Survival. He would not allow any objections, and would kill them if they did."
The civil servants were killed to pieces, leaving her alone with the Zhang family struggling to support her. But the lunatic had no intention of letting the Zhang family go. He first captured her and used medicine to destroy the priest's power.
During the period of torture, Zhang Wenrong thought many times that he would not survive.
When Huailin rescued her, some things had reached the point where they could not be mediated. The madman became even crazier and ordered to take her into the palace as his concubine.
The Zhang family was silent. Zhang Wenrong remembered that on the day when the imperial edict was read out, none of them, including his grandfather, father, elder brother, and younger brother, accepted the edict and expressed gratitude. They seemed not to have heard the official's announcement, and they knelt on the ground motionless.
Finally, she received the imperial edict and thanked the Holy Grace.
At that moment, Zhang Wenrong made up his mind.
Use yourself to protect the Zhang family.
Unexpectedly, the most obedient brother and Huailin teamed up to drug her and send her away.
It turns out that when she made up her mind, the Zhang family also made a decision. It would be better to be in pieces than in ruins.
Zhang Wenrong knelt in the imperial study room and confided everything.
She burst into tears: "Please let me go, Your Majesty."
Zhu Qinghong rested his chin on his hand and did not respond.
Demons and demons are everywhere, and abandoning farming to support war is simply asking for death.
No matter how strong the army is, it is still composed of individuals. People need food and water to survive.
When there are resources around, fighting to support war can certainly reap the benefits. But what happens when the resources are exhausted? If the monsters can't eat them, what will so many people eat?
Eat people or starve to death?
"Not for the time being." Zhu Qinghong stood up, "I want to meet him and see if he has a strong head and six arms."
"Your Majesty." Zhang Wenrong shook his head, "When he sees that your country is full of rice and the people are rich, he will definitely want to plunder. Your Majesty, think twice. Don't bring death to the people because of me. I have already implicated many people, and I must not do it again.
Implicate you."
Zhu Qinghong didn't want to say anything anymore and raised his hand lightly. Wei Wan stepped forward to help Zhang Wenrong and took him down to comfort him.
Not long after, Fang Youan called: "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Sheng has requested an interview."
"Bring him here." Zhu Qinghong raised his lips, "He can bring as many people as he likes. I don't take him seriously."
"Yes." After hanging up the call, Fang Youan looked at the sinister man opposite.
Emperor Shengguo, the wind is cold.
"Your Majesty agrees to see you. Please." Fang Youan stepped aside to get out of the way.
Feng Han laughed and strode forward.
The guards behind him followed, but Fang Youan did not stop him. They returned to Tianyang City, prepared the carriage and continued their journey.
It took seven or eight days of stop-and-go from Tianyang City to Yingling City to Tianchong City. Along the way, Feng Han's eyes were filled with excitement when he saw the vast green rice fields.
The other party made no secret of it, how could Fang You'an not see it. He was disdainful and didn't know who would hit whom in the end.
On the day of arrival, Zhu Qinghong did not receive him immediately, but waited for two or three days.
Here, they walked around the whole city.
Food, an endless supply of food. Fenghan and the accompanying guards laughed from the bottom of their hearts.
On the day of meeting Feng Han, Zhu Qinghong tried hard to choose something delicious on the menu. However, it must be delicious food that was chosen by her.
Finally, we chose a few of the most common receptions. In the small courtyard, Wei Wan, Zhang Wenrong, and Fang Youan accompanied them.
"Please." Zhu Qinghong sat down with a smile, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I chose a few dishes at random."
Feng Han sat down, poured a glass of wine and drank it all. With a devilish smile, he raised his finger at Zhang Wenrong and said, "Come here."
Zhang Wenrong didn't want to go there, let alone cause trouble to others. Just as she was about to take a step forward, Zhu Qinghong said: "Now she is an official of the Yunhong Dynasty. The Emperor Shengguo came and left as soon as he called her, is that right?
Do you take me seriously?"
Surprised in his heart, Zhang Wenrong didn't know when he became an official of the Yunhong Dynasty.
Feng Han raised his eyes and looked at Zhu Qinghong: "Zhang Wenrong is my emperor's concubine. If you refuse to detain her, do you think you want to start a war between the two countries? With your small number of troops, do you have any chance of winning?"
"If I hand over the officials of the DPRK today, wouldn't I be cowardly and incompetent?" Zhu Qinghong poured wine, "So, I won't let him go."
Feng Han's eyes were sharp and he put down his wine glass: "Women are really emotional. Do you know the consequences of not letting go?"
"What are the consequences?" Zhu Qinghong didn't care, "Women are emotional. As the king of a country, what does it mean to go to war for a woman? I tell you clearly that in the Yunhong Dynasty, no one can take her away."
"Since we can't reach an agreement, there's no need to talk anymore." Feng Han showed a bloodthirsty smile, "You will pay the price for this."
"I'm waiting." Zhu Qinghong raised his hand, "Let's go slowly without seeing them off. Fang You'an, watch them come out."
"Yes." Fang Youan made a gesture of invitation.
Feng Han was so angry that he gave Zhu Qinghong a hard look, then glanced at Zhang Wenrong and turned around to leave.
Until they could no longer be seen, Zhang Wenrong breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Wan covered her lips and smiled softly, there was nothing to be afraid of.
"Why do we have to start a war?" Zhang Wenrong looked at Zhu Qinghong with complicated eyes, "Can we not fight?"
Zhu Qinghong poured himself a drink calmly: "No. He likes our country's food, and I also like something."
"You are seeking skin from a tiger." Zhang Wenrong persuaded him earnestly, "He is a madman and will not stop until he dies. Don't fight forcefully."
"That's very good." Zhu Qinghong asked Xiaoye to take the food on the table and feed it to the dog. "No need to say more. You are just a trivial excuse. No matter you come back or not, he will start a war with us. Since we have started a war, how can I
It’s not the right thing to do.”
Zhang Wenrong held on to the last glimmer of hope: "No, she wants me. If I go back, maybe I can stop her."
"Don't be stupid, a woman's real interests are not important. He wants you, but you can make him gain huge benefits." Zhu Qinghong stood up and entered the room carrying the wine bottle, "Don't think about what you have. You
You can't stop him, and you can't stop me."
Wei Wan took Zhang Wenrong's arm and said, "Okay, Miss Zhang. It's not our turn to worry about these things. Let's go play."
However, Zhang Wenrong had no thoughts and was always depressed. Wei Wan had no choice but to let her go.
Don't even think about running away.
border.
Fang You'an sent Feng Han's group of people out.
Feng Han turned around, his eyes full of ambition.
"Zhang Wenrong is indeed my emperor's lucky star." He laughed, "I have found such a good country for my emperor."
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty." The guards bowed and bowed. Feng Han smiled arrogantly: "God help me."
This appearance caught Fang Youan's eye, and he was sent to the Twelve Guards of the two armies and Zhu Qinghong.
After reading it, everyone looked at a loss of what to say. Confidence is a good thing, arrogance is not advisable.
There are always some people in the world who believe that the world revolves around them and have no self-awareness.
Tian Chong City, Royal Palace.
Zhu Qinghong did not want to give Feng Han a chance to mobilize his army, and immediately ordered the army to be reorganized.
In this battle, Gao Chen and Yingcai set out to fight.
Dong Siqing and Dong Sishuang stayed behind. The Twelve Guards led the army and divided into three teams to march towards Sheng Kingdom.
Zhu Qinghong led the team, Su Rui led the right team, and Fang Youan led the left team. The three teams gathered quickly and set off immediately after one day's rest.
Zhang Wenrong heard the news and came over: "Your Majesty, please take me with you. That is my country, and I cannot stay out of it."
"Of course you want to go." Zhu Qinghong patted her on the shoulder, "You are an indispensable key to this battle."
"Is there really no room for redemption?" Zhang Wenrong said unbearably, "When the two countries are at war, the people who suffer the most will always be the people."
Zhu Qinghong smiled: "There is a way to avoid losing blood in this battle. It just depends on whether you are willing to do it."
"What method?" Zhang Wenrong asked eagerly.
If we can fight without bloodshed, if we can minimize the damage...
"You are the legitimate daughter of the Zhang family. The Zhang family would rather destroy themselves than have you enter the palace and suffer humiliation." Zhu Qinghong looked directly at her, "It proves that the Zhang family cares about you and will listen to you. The Huailin in your mouth is a military attaché.
He can save you, and he has some power."
"Sang Xu, his name is Sang Xu, and his courtesy name is Huailin." Zhang Wenrong said gently, "He is the youngest general of the Sheng Kingdom."
"Look, you are not at the end of the road." Zhu Qinghong curled his lips, "The family is so intertwined that the emperor cannot eliminate it. Sang Xu is armed with force. If you join forces, are you afraid that you will not be able to overthrow the mad emperor? It is you who have repeatedly given in and made him more wanton.
Press tight.”
Tyranny has its beneficiaries and naturally its victims. Connect all the victims to form a new force.
Not to mention a 100% win, at least we have a bargaining chip to fight against it. Being soft-hearted and unable to bear the suffering of the people will only make the situation even more out of control.
To be continued...