Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Ji Wuye's eyes were cold, and he wiped off a streak of blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and asked, "What's wrong, Fourth Young Master?"

Bing Binghui reported: "The fourth son had a cold the day before yesterday and was bedridden. He said that he was invited by the general and he might not be able to attend the appointment. Please forgive me."

"Han Yu...this ghost fox." The depression in Ji Wuye's heart rose again.

It is agreed to form a political ally, but... Han Yu is really not procrastinating at all, and it is clean and tidy when it comes to withdrawing at a critical moment.

"However..." the soldier continued: "It just so happens that the thirteenth son is also in the fourth son's house. So the fourth son asked the thirteenth son to apologize for the general on his behalf."

Ji Wuye's eyes narrowed: "Young Master Thirteen?!"

The soldier nodded and said, "Yes, Young Master Thirteen."

The thirteenth son is not from the lineage of the princess, and he is not from the direct line, but his mother is also a lady, as honorable as the current Mrs. Mingzhu.

The Korean harem has distinct levels, headed by the princess, who is also called Mrs. Yuan, and there are two wives under the princess, and then there are several levels of beauties.

The wife's son, the eldest prince's heir, is indeed more honorable than the other princes.

Ji Wuye clenched his fists with both hands, his heart was filled with fear, and he said to himself: "What a Han Yu, he has such deep thoughts and political skills."

"In the past, I underestimated you."

Ji Wuye suddenly discovered that there are some masters in the Korean court who are proficient in conspiracy calculations and political games, and these people have always been around him.

In the past, the reason why he didn't show the mountain and the dew was because the night was so powerful, and it was also because he was too arrogant to notice it.

Now, the opportunity has come. Once these people come to power, all kinds of game methods are at their fingertips, which is natural and frightening.

Ji Wuye was taken aback, and thought: "Where's Lord Hou? Where's the trendy banshee? Are they the same kind of people?"

Taking a deep breath, Ji Wuye walked with his hands behind his back, walked to the gate of the hall, and said loudly: "Liusha, King Han, since you want to deprive this general of everything. Then...the old man simply lifted the table."

Ji Wuye let out a long breath, with a sad face, and said in a lonely tone: "My son is a tiger, my son is a tiger."

Thinking of the news of Ji Yihu's death, Ji Wuye was heartbroken and heartbroken.

"Ahem..." Ji Wuye coughed up blood again.

Two soldiers stepped forward to support him and said, "General, take care."

"My condolences to the general!"

Ji Wuye's arms trembled, and the two of them retreated: "Get out, this general is not going to ask someone to help him walk."

"Send me the military order."

The trusted soldier lifted his spirits and bowed his head respectfully.

Ji Wuye issued one order after another.

"Restrain the thirteenth son, imprison the mansion, and never let him escape."

One person led the order to leave: "Yes."

"With our military order, I immediately rushed to the prince's mansion and ordered two thousand armored forbidden troops to enter the palace to serve the king and quell the cholera in the palace."

One person led the order to leave: "Yes."

"Immediately summon three thousand black-armored troops from the mansion, follow me into the palace to serve the king, and calm down the assassins and rebels."

One person led the order to leave: "Yes."

Ji Wuye finally said: "Hold my Forbidden Army Soldier Talisman and tell the generals of the Forbidden Army that unknown dead soldiers and night assassins have appeared in the palace. They, together with Mrs. Mingzhu, intend to control the king and South Korea."

"Order the eight thousand soldiers of the forbidden army to follow me into the palace to escort King Qin."

A soldier stepped forward, took the forbidden soldier talisman, bowed and said, "Yes."

It was already dawn, and Ji Wuye stepped out, with a burly and thick body covered in black armor, a red battle robe swaying, holding a weapon of eight feet, and said with a sneer: "Liusha, you think you have planned everything, you think you can bring me down. "

"But I don't know that only by controlling military power can one control power and one's destiny."

Ji Wuye looked up to the sky and said, "After today, I will make South Korea forever shrouded in darkness."

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Han Yu Mansion
The fourth son, Han Yu, wore a light yellow and blue gown, a brocade gown, a dignified appearance, and a crown with long hair, playing chess on his own.

Han Qiancheng walked over, cupped his fists and said, "Report to Fourth Master, everything has been arranged according to your instructions."

Han Yu nodded and said, "Very well, sit down."

Hearing this, Han Qiancheng sat down, sitting opposite Han Yu, and said doubtfully, "Fourth Master, there is something unclear in Qiancheng's mind."

"Ask." Han Yu said lightly.

Han Qiancheng asked: "Since you have decided not to see Ji Wuye, why did you send the thirteenth son there? And you called the thirteenth son in advance, did you expect that Ji Wuye would send someone to invite you in advance?" ?”

Han Yu put Bai Zi down, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good, it seems that you are already a qualified questioner."

After a pause, Han Yu said: "Nowadays, the current situation is treacherous and changeable. Suddenly, there is a violent storm in the palace. One of the four evil generals in the night, the tide banshee, is suddenly called a witch by the father, and the troops are dispatched to arrest her."

"What's more interesting is that not only did the father not use the imperial army, but he also transferred the elite imperial army in advance: two thousand armored imperial troops. Then he ordered three thousand government soldiers, and the Night Assassin Group entered the palace to arrest the tide banshee."

"It can be seen from this that the father not only really wants to arrest the tide banshee, but also completely abandons the trust in Ji Wuye in the past."

Han Yu pursed his lips and smiled lightly: "So I expected that as an ally, Ji Wuye would definitely invite me into the mansion to discuss countermeasures."

"If it's just like this, I might hesitate a little bit."

Han Qiancheng's eyes lit up, and he guessed, "Could it be that the news of Ji Yihu's death changed Fourth Master's opinion?"

Han Yu smiled and said, "You can teach a child."

"That's right." Han Yu nodded and said, "When the news of Ji Yihu's death came from the eyeliner I planted in the garrison, I expected to go to the General's Mansion.

"The son of a thousand gold can't sit in the hall." Han Yu said with a smile: "So, Ji Wuye's invitation can't go."

Han Qiancheng asked: "Then why did the fourth master send me to invite the thirteenth son and ask him to meet Ji Wuye for you?"

Han Yu Heizi settled down, and said lightly: "This one is the key to the problem."

"I'm giving Ji Wuye a bargaining chip."

Han Qiancheng was puzzled and said, "Send chips?"

Han Yu got up proudly, and walked with his hands behind his back: "The banshee was arrested, and Ji Wuye, as the person who brought the banshee into the palace in the past, must be implicated. The best proof is that the father no longer trusts the imperial army."

"Ji Wuye will be afraid. He is worried that he will lose all the power he has now. Coupled with the pain of losing a child in middle age, under the fear and extreme grief and anger, plus the ambition of power in his heart that cannot be let go, he will definitely go down the road. The last way."

Han Qiancheng echoed: "And this is the last way - the winner will be the king, and the loser will be the bandit."

Han Yu nodded and said: "I sent Lao Shisan to give him a name, a puppet, and a bargaining chip to fight with all his strength and let go."

"Ji Wuye must think that he has more than 20% chance of winning. He has been so successful in the past [-] years, so successful that he thinks that he is invincible in South Korea and invincible in the Central Plains."

"This time, he will continue to succeed, and then he will support the old thirteen as a puppet, and the power will be poured into the government."

Han Qiancheng wondered: "But, if Ji Wuye really succeeds, wouldn't the Thirteenth Prince be the biggest winner? Heir to the throne?"

Han Yu smiled and said, "Even if Ji Wuye really succeeds, he will bear the title of Kingslayer, and he will be notorious all over the world, and will be squeezed out by all parties."

"The old thirteen wants to succeed to the throne, and he still lacks some qualifications. He is not the son of the father, let alone the eldest son. The clan's house will definitely not recognize him as the new king."

"At that time, Lao Jiu and I still have the best chance of winning. And my chances of winning, my prestige, and the support of the clan's mansion are even greater than Lao Jiu."

Han Yu said with a smile: "Even if the old thirteen really succeeds to the throne, it will only continue to maintain the balance that the father is still in today. All parties are playing games and all parties are restraining."

"No matter how you look at it, we won't lose."

Han Qiancheng said in admiration, "Fourth master is wise."

Han Yu suddenly frowned, and looked in the direction of Zilan Villa: "Now, the only thing I can't figure out is Zilan Villa. What is Quicksand planning?"

"And... there are indications that Li Changqing seems to be the mastermind of all these plans. Who is his ultimate goal? Will his last blow completely change the situation in South Korea?"