Hard to be a good wife

"It's the water... It's the water..." In the silent night, a panicked cry woke up most of the sleeping people.

"What's going on?" A foreign language came from the front yard, and soon someone replied: "My lord, there is water in the backyard."

"Oh? Is it man-made or an accident?"

"Humble job, let's go and have a look."

A group of North Vietnamese soldiers rushed to the backyard, and all they saw was a row of houses that had been burned.

There were very few people approaching this backyard on weekdays, only two soldiers were guarding the back door here, and at this time the two men had disappeared.

"Hurry up, put out the fire!" The general in charge of the guard shouted.

"General, the fire is too big, and there is no well near here, so I'm afraid it can't be extinguished."

"Bastard! Then find a way to tear down the houses around here, and don't let the fire spread to the front yard."

A group of soldiers moved immediately, raised their swords and desperately chopped down the thick wooden pile, demolishing the corridor connecting the backyard and the flammable hut.

However, the swords in their hands can kill people, but it takes a quarter of an hour to cut down a wooden stake, which is too slow.

Seeing the fire spread, the soldiers were so frightened that their hands and feet went limp, making them even more inefficient.

"That won't work. Go and call someone to help. Don't there be guards from the Southern Jin Dynasty in the post house? Let's call them together! It's their post house that caught fire, and they can't escape their responsibility!"

"Here." A soldier ran out to convey the order, and soon, more than half of the guards in the post house were called.

In the bedroom in the front yard, the envoys who heard the news got up and dressed one after another, making people pay close attention to the fire, and if the situation was wrong, they would retreat immediately.

Anyway, it was the Southern Jin posthouse that was burned, and it had nothing to do with them. They could even sue Southern Jin for poor hospitality, or frame them for murder. Well, let’s see what reason they have to delay the peace talks.

Officials who can be sent to be peace ambassadors must not be stupid. Almost at the same time, several people came up with ideas.

They walked out of the room one after another, and sent someone to the backyard to convey: "Just put out the fire and put on a show, and prepare to evacuate the posthouse."

They would like to see what explanation the officials of the Southern Jin Dynasty can give them when they see the burnt post house tomorrow!

On a big tree outside the wall, Shan held a bow and crossbow, aiming at the messengers who walked out of the door one by one.

"Lang Jun said that it is enough to kill only one person, which one should we kill?" Shan hesitated for a while, and then aimed at the person who came out of the middle room, pulling and loosening his fingers, and the sharp arrow flew out. , In the blink of an eye, it sank into the man's forehead.

Blood splattered, this scene stunned the people around.

As the corpse fell to the ground, someone woke up: "Assassin! There is an assassin! Come quickly..."

When the soldiers from the backyard came and chased them out, there was no one on the wide road. The assassin hit the target and left quickly.

The rest of the envoys looked at their colleagues on the ground who were dying in peace, and a surge of anger welled up spontaneously, "Go, go knock on the palace door, this matter must not be let go!"

A group of North Vietnamese rushed out of the palace aggressively, and immediately started a conflict with the palace guards, alarming the people in the palace.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." A soft call woke up the sleeping King of Nanjin.

He opened his eyes, his gaze was like a torch, and he asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

The servant immediately reported the situation to him and said anxiously: "Right now, the envoys are shouting outside the palace, asking your majesty to give an explanation!"

When the King of Southern Jin heard that a North Vietnamese envoy had been killed in the posthouse, he also knew the seriousness of the situation, so he shook his hand hard and snorted coldly.

"Ah... Your Majesty, you are hurting my concubine..." A charming cry came from the curtain, and then a white jade-like arm stretched out from the brocade quilt, caressing the Nanjin King's chest.

"Don't worry, my lord, it's just one person who died, so is it possible that North Vietnam dares to continue to fight with us?"

This voice was as clear and melodious as a yellow oriole, very moving, but the King of Nanjin was in such a mood at this time, he pushed away his new favorite recently, got up and got dressed.

The death of a North Vietnamese envoy, of course, the North Vietnamese would not start a war, but they can hold on to this matter and raise their price. After all, it is the Southern Jin Dynasty that is at fault.

"Come here, tell Prime Minister Ye and Xue Tingwei to enter the palace!"

In the prince's mansion, Tang Yue didn't close his eyes. He lay on the bed and counted the sheep for a while, then continued to stare and wait for the news.

This was the first time he gave the order to kill everyone. Although he didn't kill people himself, the feeling that something was wrong was still very strong.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" An arm stretched out and pulled Tang Yue into his arms.

Tang Yue buried his face in his chest, and secretly sighed, "I don't know if what I did was right or wrong, it's just a little uncomfortable."

From the time he embarked on the path of medicine, he never thought that in this life, he would not save people but kill people.

Prince Zhao didn't ask him what happened, he was alert to what Tang Yue was going to do, and he didn't ignore it completely.

"Don't think too much, there is no pure right and wrong in this world, sometimes, it is unavoidable to sacrifice some innocent people for the sake of the big situation.

Just like before the battle, if the enemy is too strong and our army is weak, we have to sacrifice some soldiers and cut off their tails to ensure that the rest can escape smoothly. "

"I know this, but... you are uneasy after all, right?"

He touched Prince Zhao's cheek, years of wind and frost had made his skin a bit rough even though he was young, but his facial features were delicate, this roughness did not damage his handsomeness, on the contrary, it gave him a more masculine taste.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is impossible for Prince Zhao to win battles all the time. The entanglement and heartache he has experienced must be beyond his imagination.

"When did His Highness kill someone for the first time? Who did he kill? Why did he stop?"

Prince Zhao thought for a while and replied softly: "It was very young, I can't remember the exact age, maybe four or five years old, a court lady tried to assassinate Gu, I didn't have much resistance at that time, She injured her arm, but fortunately, the opponent underestimated the enemy and fought back after being tripped by me. I still remember that she was stabbed thirteen times in total."

"Four or five years old..." Tang Yue sighed, children at this age don't know what danger is at all, and they are still the most innocent and romantic age, but Prince Zhao has already faced all kinds of endless injuries.

It's not easy for him to grow so big.

"Then how did His Highness feel after the murder? Are you afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid, but what I'm afraid of is not killing people, but the feeling of brushing shoulders with death. The palace is full of killings all the time. I'm used to it, but during that time, I often have nightmares at night."

"Who sent that maid, has the murderer been found?"

"I forgot, maybe it's a wife, maybe a brother and courtier, there are many people who want my life." It was because he hated this kind of conspiracy that Prince Zhao chose to go out with the army at the age of ten.

He would rather dedicate his life on the battlefield than die in the internal strife in the palace.

But now, it is not so easy for these people to want his life.

Tang Yue's mood calmed down a lot. In such a position, it would be too difficult to stick to the principle of not harming others. He could only ask for a clear conscience.

There were two birdsongs outside the window, which were the signal that Tang Yue and Shan made an appointment, indicating that the plan was successful. Tang Yue frowned, and slowly closed his eyes.

Prince Zhao glanced in the direction of the window, and did not make any other movements, but on the second day, after hearing what happened in the posthouse, his expression was a little surprised.

He probably didn't expect that Tang Yue could really take this step, and he did it impeccably.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty summoned the Prime Minister and Ting Wei overnight, and asked them to find the murderer within ten days." Although Wang Dingjun was not involved in this matter, he guessed who did it, and felt a little worried.

He couldn't understand the move made by the princess. What good would it do them to kill the envoys of North Vietnam?

"Then let them investigate. You send two people to assist, and say that Gu is very angry about this matter, and they must step up their investigation."

Wang Dingjun secretly glanced at Prince Zhao, not sure if he knew about Tang Yue's actions, but thinking about it, it was impossible not to know, how could he hide what happened in the Prince's Mansion?

Then the intention of these two people to assist has some investigation.

"Your subordinate understands." Wang Dingjun nodded, thinking that after ten days, the two adults would not be able to pay errands.

After he left, a smile appeared on Prince Zhao's face, and he said to himself: "It's really... the real person doesn't show his face!"

He knew that the princess he married was not only virtuous.