Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

Gong Jiu is really a cold and handsome young man, even when he smiles, he doesn't look gentle.

He called out coldly, "Cousin."

Chu Liuxiang petrified beside her.

His logic is very clear. According to Wu Ming's words, Gong Jiu is Song Shizong's relative Zhao Yougong, Gong Jiu's cousin, isn't that——

"Don't mistake your relatives," Duan Yu looked at him with wide eyes, "I am the only one in this generation of the Duan family, and I have no cousins."

There is only one heir to my throne, and this issue is very critical.

"Duan Shinv must pretend to be stupid again," Wu Ming said, "Of course we are not referring to Dali."

"Who says I'm pretending to be stupid," Duan Yu said, "I'm the Duan family."

"Since your Highness doesn't admit it, it doesn't matter," Wu Mingdao, "but you also understand that who is the emperor of the Song Dynasty is a very important matter for Dali."

"Now this one is quite friendly to Dali." Eating, drinking and having fun, he didn't want to expand.

"But what if we can promise His Highness more?" Wu Ming said.

Gong Jiu answered with a firm voice, "Tongguan, west of Tongguan, I gave it to my cousin, Princess Zhenguo, as Tang Muyi."

Duan Yu's pupils suddenly shrank.

It's no wonder that she was tempted, it was almost the entire second county of Bashu, even if she knew it was a bait, her mood would still jump.

Fortunately, her IQ is still there.

"I haven't heard of a Mingjun who would divide the land." Duan Yu said.

"But you are not just a daughter of the Dali Kingdom," Gong Jiudao, "you are still the Zhao family, as long as you admit the identity of the Zhao family, then Dali will always be Da Song's best friend."

"Your idea is very cost-effective." As long as she recognizes Zhao's identity, it doesn't matter whether Dali is a separate country or a part of Song Dynasty.

"But you will agree." Gong Jiu affirmed.

"...That's right," of course she wouldn't, and no one could touch her Dali.

But if it is for future generations, for the people of Dali, this is a retreat, a retreat that does not require the use of military force.

After wandering around the Central Plains for so long, she had to admit that it was not an easy task to be the ruler of Dali. She was too weak, due to the region and various reasons, and it was impossible for her to grow so powerful that she could annex the Central Plains.

"What do you want me to do?" Duan Yu asked calmly.

"Invisible man?" Wu Ming said, "Have you heard of Mrs. Duan?"

"What's the meaning."

"The lowest level of invisibility is to destroy one's appearance, making people unable to see one's original identity. The second level of invisibility is to hide one's name and hide among the crowd. The first level of invisibility is to have a flawless identity and reputation. In this way, people will not see another identity, and people will not believe in the existence of another identity." Wu Mingdao, "In the world, there are some people who are such invisible people."

"Oh?"

"For example, didn't Duan Shinv ever capture Huo Xiu?" Wu Mingdao, "Huo Xiu, Dugu Yihe, and Yan Tieshan are all such invisible people, but their invisibility is not perfect. Because their original identities , is their stain, which needs to be covered up, and once it is covered up, there will always be some traces left. Duan Shinu is completely different, you have a flawless identity, a good reputation, without a trace of stain or flaw, and your identity makes you You can meet a lot of big figures that ordinary people can't get in touch with, and participate in some occasions that ordinary people can't participate in. Before you do something, no one will doubt you and stop you, including Zhuge who guarded Zhao Ji twice Divine Marquis."

"You don't want me to be an assassin, do you?"

"Of course not," Gong Jiudao, "I just hope that you can reveal the truth about the murder of my father and the usurpation of the throne by the faint king at the right time. This matter, from your mouth, is enough to convince many people."

"Duan Shinu has seen the half-sealed decree in Nishui Hanjian?" Wu Ming said, "The former emperor passed the throne to His Royal Highness Jian Wang, but was usurped by Zhao Ji. Shouldn't such a thing be announced to the world? "

"That's quite reasonable." Duan Yu couldn't see any emotion in his expression, "Then how are you going to deal with Cai Jingtong, Fu Zongshu, and their henchmen?"

From a certain point of view, the above three are absolutely loyal ministers who pray day and night for Zhao Ji's longevity, because they all know that once the new king succeeds, they are likely to lose their current status and power very quickly. What's more, it may be thrown out by the next emperor to vent the anger of the people.

"With these 500 million taels of silver," Wu Ming said, "we have enough to do anything."

"What about me?" Chu Liuxiang suddenly spoke at this time.

The timing of his speech was very coincidental. If Duan Yu wanted to agree or reject Wu Ming, he would interrupt her at this time and keep her answer in his mouth.

"Where am I in your plan?" Chu Liuxiang asked, "Obviously, you have said so much, if you didn't want me to listen, you would have kicked me out a long time ago."

Wu Ming smiled mysteriously, "Xiang Shuai naturally also has a big effect."

"You won't tell me now?"

"I think for Xiangshuai, keeping a little mystery will attract you more, won't it?" Wu Ming said, "Did Prince Shen ask you to check the secrets on the island?"

"So you always knew." Chu Liuxiang let out a heavy breath helplessly.

"I actually didn't expect that Xiangshuai didn't discover this secret room until today," Wu Ming said with a slight smile, "After all, the people here have been locked up for so long, and if they stay locked up again, I don't know how many days they will be hungry. I have been fed by my daughter's pot of beef soup every day, and if I go hungry, I may die."

Duan Yu recalled the pot of beef soup just now, one hundred and three people only had that pot of beef soup every day, no wonder that person fainted from hunger just now.

"King Shen is indeed a good man," Wu Ming sighed, "Unfortunately, like Zhuge Xiaohua, he can't see the current situation clearly, blindly making peace with the mud, guarding the faint king, and wanting to stabilize the court, but he doesn't know that if he can't break it, he can't stand it. Now the country is in danger "It's better to cut out the flesh and mend the sores than draw salaries to stop the boiling, put it to death and then regenerate, so that the universe can be washed away and everything will be renewed."

Duan Yu didn't speak.

"Duan Shi Women's University can think about it again," Wu Ming said, "I will reply after thinking about it."

"During the period of consideration, can I not leave here?" Duan Yu asked.

"No," Wu Ming said, "Your Highness can stay at will, I just hope His Highness will seriously consider and make a choice. This will never be a bad thing for Your Highness, will it?"

He smiled mysteriously.

Duan Yu felt that he seemed to be convinced.

It's not impossible. If the clan's rebellion can be limited to the court, it is actually the least harmful method.

Moreover, she was fed up with being mysterious. When the courier was sent back and forth, especially when the courier was consigned by others, she was fine and had to deliver it to her door herself.

It's the so-called "no breaking, no building", she doesn't want to be led by the nose anymore, no matter what the other party's banner is, for her own good, or something else.

As for whether the new emperor can fulfill his promise, she doesn't care much. As long as he doesn't make Dali's ideas, he is good enough. The northern countries are enough for him to work for many years. They are like horns. For Dali, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

She looked at Chu Liuxiang, and found that his gaze softened a little, and she was moved.

Sure enough, it all depends on the peers.

The very existence of Zhao Ji, the emperor, added luster and convenience to the rebels, and made those who opposed him into brave and great fighters.

Rebellion has become a lofty and ideal cause.

If people are not careful, the real purpose of these people will be blurred.

Of course, it doesn't matter to Duan Yu and Dali, since they can't get it anyway.

She looked up at Gong Jiu.

She hadn't met the emperor of Song Dynasty yet, but she had to say that Gong Jiu had a good appearance, an extraordinary bearing, an inviolable and unapproachable cold and arrogant temperament, taciturn, and seemed a little unfathomable.

Looks like someone who can be the boss.

It's just... a little bit wrong.

The person who suddenly appeared outside the window in the middle of the night woke up Duan Yu. She put on her coat and chased after him, but unexpectedly discovered a secret.

"Xiangshuai, Xiangshuai...Chu Liuxiang——"

Chu Liuxiang woke up in the middle of the night, and saw a pair of cat-like amber eyes beside the bed, with a look of panic, and even a little tear, Chu Liuxiang had never seen Duan Yu's expression like a little girl.

"I have to run quickly."

"What?" Chu Liuxiang suddenly woke up.

Duan Yu felt goosebumps all over his body just thinking about it, "I can't stay here anymore."

She glanced at Chu Liuxiang sympathetically, did he know about his new girlfriend's hobbies?

In the beginning, she just chased the mysterious man to a courtyard she had never been to before.

The painful voice in the yard was the Gong Jiu she had seen during the day. On this small island that belonged to Gong Jiu and the others, Duan Yu couldn't think of anything else that could hurt him.

Just as she hesitated for a moment, the mysterious man disappeared, so she had no choice but to go to the window of the house.

If she had known in advance, she would have turned and left without even looking at it, but she still felt curious sometimes.

She never expected that Chu Liuxiang's new girlfriend was whipping Gong Jiu inside.

The whole room was decorated exquisitely and luxuriously, even the sheets and bedding were embroidered with gold thread, and the lights were brightly lit.

Therefore, Duan Yu can see clearly with just one glance.

The tall and beautiful girl was waving an exquisite horsewhip. Gong Jiu, who was very cold during the day, was rolled all over the floor on the snow-white cashmere carpet, covered in blood, and kept shouting, "heavier... faster ..." His face was contorted, and finally, he lay flat like a rag doll.

With a dreamy face.

Her young and innocent heart suffered ten thousand points of damage.

So scary.

She doesn't want to stay anymore, she can't stay on this island for a minute.

woohoo~

If Huamanlou was in front of her eyes, she would throw herself into his arms and cry until the sky was dark, and she needed to be hugged.

But now, Duan Yu can only hug his poor, innocent and young self.

The author has something to say: It’s so pitiful, tsk tsk tsk~