fake prince

Chapter 298 Xiao Sheng
"Take it!" The armored soldiers were like wolves and tigers, dragging Qian Zhidong to go inside.

As for the few soldiers Qian Zhidong brought on board, they were immediately disarmed and detained.

There was no sound on the shore.

Except for the sound of the waves, everyone was dumbfounded by the sudden reversal.

No one expected that Qian Zhidong and Qin Fengliang were going back to Beijing to receive their rewards when they were about to be sent off, but in the blink of an eye, following an imperial decree, the two became prisoners in public.

This is too exciting!
Some senior officials who were also in poor health had to press their chests to avoid fainting on the ground due to shortness of breath.

As for the generals of the Southwest Army who were sending off the imperial convoy to leave, you looked at me and I looked at you, they were all struggling.

Ordinarily, Qian Zhidong, who was held down, was the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Army a day ago, and Qin Fengliang was also the commander-in-chief of the Qin Department. One sound.

But the problem is that not long ago, both of them had handed over the military power, and now Jiao Shen holds the military power in the Southwest.

It has been 30 years since Dazheng established the country, and the orthodoxy has gradually gained popularity. A few years is not enough to cultivate the loyalty of the generals. It is possible to fight other generals for Qian Zhidong, but it is impossible for Qian Zhidong to rebel. At this moment , although the generals were in complicated moods, they still didn't move a bit.

One or two stunned youths wanted to rush out to question them, but they were dragged back by their well-connected colleagues.

This is an imperial decree!
Moreover, after the military power is handed over, taking the two of them away as prisoners will not hinder the generals of the Southwest Army. They are now members of Jiao Junmen!
"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I fought for Dazheng for 40 years, you can't treat me like this, a villain hurt me!" At this moment, Qian Zhidong, who was being dragged away, shouted.

Even the official uniform has been stripped off, and now he looks like he has lost all his prestige and is very embarrassed.

On the official ship in the distance, Su Ziji and others watched this scene, also silent.

But the same silence, everyone's mood is different.

Jian Qu stared at Qian Zhidong struggling, but dragged him in like a dead dog. At first, he was happy, the boulder weighing on his heart was finally removed, and he could no longer pose a threat to Qian Zhidong, who he had driven to death. up!
But then there was a sense of sorrow for the death of the rabbit and the fox.

Even though Qian Zhidong's use of troops to the southeast is not good, but Jian Qu is an aide, knowing that after so many years, he has indeed shed blood for Da Zheng, why treat him like this?
It seems that the rumors that the imperial court has suppressed and punished the military leaders since the birthday of the emperor are not false.

Many people are sad, but Shao Sisen, who has always been a student of Tai Tai, can't understand it. He coughed and said: "Hmph, although Qian Zhidong has made a lot of achievements in the past, merit is merit, and demerit is demerit. You can't generalize it, let alone merit or demerit." offset."

"It's not surprising that this person is so rebellious and has ended up like this."

Jian Qu completely disagrees with this point of view.

"Young Master Shao, this statement is not good, it is mean and ungrateful."

"Oh, what should I say?" Shao Sisen was dissatisfied.

"The merits and demerits cannot be offset. This statement looks grand, but in fact it is reneging on debts. Let me ask you, it is a punishment now. Have you been rewarded for the marshal's great achievements?" Jian Qu said.

"If you kill him to punish your crime, and honor your son to reward your meritorious deeds, your merits and demerits will not be offset. Now you are just looking for small faults and ignoring your great merits."

Seeing Shao Sisen's refusal, Jian Qu also knew that his words were inappropriate, so he hurriedly added: "Therefore, the Taizu rewarded him with an iron certificate of immunity, and you will forgive him for death, or if he commits a regular sentence, he will not be punished if he has a crime. This is for rewarding merit."

When it came to Taizu's iron certificate of immunity, Shao Sisen could only be dumb.

"It's no wonder that Jian Qu couldn't be elected in the original province, and his stomach is out of date." Su Ziji actually knew whether what Jian Qu said made sense, let's not talk about it.

While talking, as for Qin Fengliang, he was probably compared with Qian Zhidong. Although he was also taken in as a prisoner, he was much more honest and kept silent, and the custody was obviously relaxed a lot.

This situation made Qin Fengliang somewhat relieved.

After all these changes, when they sent off again, even firing the salute seemed a little weak.

The fleet finally left the shore and returned to Beijing.

Su Ziji was standing at the stern of the boat, looking at the Anzhou port which was gradually going away, and he was in a delicate mood.

This trip to the Southwest can be said to be rewarding.

It's not just about making meritorious service, it's meaningless to be involved in the prince's blood, but to experience the battlefield personally, for a young man, it is of great significance.

He touched his bosom again, and inside was a stack of bank notes wrapped in oilcloth, which was half of the windfall from the trip to the Southwest.

The rest were all entrusted to the wild Taoist to join the caravan. Before the wild Taoist was able to mix into the caravan, it was because of his investment that his identity was not fake.

Maritime merchants who have always gone to sea have gained a lot. Although the risk is great, but making a fortune is enough for many people to eat for a lifetime.

The banknotes that Su Ziji kept in his hand were also a fortune when exchanged into cash. No matter buying a house or land, as well as daily expenses, he would not have to worry about it for at least a year or two.

The caravan is operated by wild Taoists. This is a secret industry. Money makes money, which is always more reassuring than sitting and eating.

What's more, when Su Ziji lowered his gaze, he saw half a phantom of red sandalwood, floating in his field of vision with a faint blue light, and a line of green characters sprang up: "Determinate the Southwest with a strategy, turn it into the seed of human beings, whether it is from Pan Dragon Heart Method (2500/7000) to absorb (this action is irreversible)?"

"Qian Zhidong's death, Qin Fengliang's relegation, turned into a seed of revenge, is it absorbed by Panlong's mental method (2500/7000) (this is irreversible)?"

This is the first time that a secondary seed has been generated.

What's more special is that the result was explained in advance, Su Ziji didn't click yes immediately, looked carefully, and fixed his eyes on the eight words "Qian Zhidong died, Qin Fengliang demoted".

"The magic weapon is to clearly say that there are no accidents now, Qian Zhidong will be executed when he enters Beijing, and Qin Fengliang is the result of demoting officials?"

Even Su Ziji couldn't help being melancholy, and after pondering for a long time, he clicked "Yes"

"Boiled Dragon Heart Technique absorbs the seeds of humanity, [Boiled Dragon Heart Technique] +5000, upgrades to 8 levels (500/8000), Wenxin Diaolong is promoted, and words of confusion are obtained."

“蟠龙心法汲取复仇之种，第9级关卡打开，【蟠龙心法】+3000（3500/8000），天命+1，天命5→6（1）”

"Confused words?" Su Ziji looked at it intently, as if he had realized something.

"This is a kind of charm that can add some persuasion in words and deeds. It can also use the things you believe in to ingeniously plant seeds of heart, so that you can persuade even remotely?"

According to Su Ziji's understanding, it's a bit like a demon who lives in people's hearts!

"Destiny +1 is even more strange. Did I avenge the prince, or... stole Qian Zhidong's destiny?"

Su Ziji, who was thinking like this, looked away, and was about to talk to the wild Taoist beside him, at this moment, a burst of Xiao sounded suddenly.

At the beginning, Xiao Sheng was as thin as silk hair, seeming to exist and seem to be absent, curling continuously, and then gradually became sad, seemed to meet, seemed to know each other, seemed to be parting, and even more indifferent to the meaning of spring and autumn, all the people in the fleet could not help listen.

"Where is this Xiaosheng coming from?" Ye Daoist raised his head and tried to find it, but he was surprised to find that the sea was blue and there were no people around, not even a foreign boat.

Looking at Su Ziji again, he was looking up, his eyes fixed on the sky.

Is there something there?
The wild Taoist went to see it, but saw an eagle flying in the sky, thirty feet above the ground, out of reach of the crossbow, and the little fox lying under his feet blew up, pointed his claws at the sky angrily, and chirped.

Su Ziji's pupils shrank at this moment, and something fluttered down, not being blown by the wind, and fell in front of him.

This is a white handkerchief.

Could it be that the person playing the flute is a mulberry girl?
Su Ziji suddenly realized that he had been refusing to see him, but he had missed a fate.

(End of this chapter)