Prince's Revenge

Chapter 45

Hanshan Courtyard in winter has a unique scenery.

The lake was frozen, and the plum blossoms on the shore were about to bloom, and the waxy yellow buds exuded a refreshing fragrance. He Yaodu was wearing a silver python robe, a cloak of the same color, and soap-colored leather boots, sitting quietly in the pavilion drinking.

It was getting dark gradually, and there was only the last glass left in a pot of Nurhong. There were soft footsteps at the gate of the yard, his hands trembled, and he calmed down a little, and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

Zong Qixiu, who wore a moon-white tunic cotton robe and a square scarf of the same color, walked into the pavilion alone.

He Yaodu turned around, untied the cloak, covered him with his backhand, and said softly: "It's cold, why don't you wear a cloak?"

Zong Qixiu smiled, put his arm around a corner of the cloak, but didn't answer, only asked: "How long have you been waiting?"

He Yaodu looked at him with complicated eyes, and said, "Not long."

He Yaodu seemed to be sure that Zong Qixiu would come, but Zong Qixiu was really standing in front of him, he still felt unreal, because he asked: "Aren't you afraid there is an ambush here?"

Zong Qixiu smiled confidently: "I believe in you."

"Really!" He Yaodu blurted out.

"I lied to you." Zong Qixiu said, "Killing me won't help, you are a smart person, you should understand this. Let's not say that the current King Zong is my nephew Zong Fengqi, killing me will only make the situation worse." It's even worse. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Why choose me?"

Zong Qixiu sat down and picked up the jug, but he didn't pour out a drop of wine. He sighed in disappointment and said, "It's meaningful to say this."

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He Yaodu sat opposite him, and said firmly, "It means a lot to me!"

Zong Qixiu looked at the frozen lake with deep meaning, and asked softly, "Have you ever asked your father why he sent troops south?"

"This..." He Yaodu thought for a while and said, "Naturally for the purpose of unifying the world."

Zong Qixiu nodded and said, "Then do you think it's right or wrong?"

He Yaodu smiled and said: "It is understandable to let my people live a good life."

Zong Qixiu also laughed, and said: "Everyone in Saibei grazes, and they exchange horses and sheep for materials from the Central Plains. The trade between the two countries is mutually beneficial, so why not!" What about your father? He was greedy for the prosperity of the Central Plains, and he had evil intentions. He took advantage of my father’s death and sent his troops south. Since ancient times, soldiers have not attacked funerals, and we Han people follow the etiquette. How could you think that your He family is so shameless!"

But He Yaodu asked back: "What about you? My father died a few days later, and you will raise your troops to the north!"

"You ask me?" Zong Qixiu laughed loudly and said, "My gentleman is magnanimous. I told you before I left that I will definitely return to Dayong in a year. But what about you? You are eager for quick success, regardless of the life and death of the people in the world, and forced Heavily taxed. Going against the grain and fearing the end of the day, insisting on going your own way and interfering with the middle class, who can you blame!"

He Yaodu sneered: "I forgot, you Han people are the best at sophistry."

Zong Qixiu was startled, then smiled and said, "I heard from Mr. Zhang that you like to read books written by Han people the most."

He Yaodu looked at Zong Qixiu carefully, and Zong Qixiu looked at him without fear, and after a while, he asked, "Why not attack? Don't you know that General Zheng is already on his way back? "

Zong Qixiu looked at He Yaodu solemnly, and said solemnly: "Five years ago, when the city was destroyed, I wanted to die with Dayong, but someone persuaded me. Today, I came to see you, not to Reminiscing about the past."

"Oh?"

Zong Qixiu said: "The thousand-year-old city, how can it stand the flames of war again and again. Qixiu implores the prince to withdraw from Dayong and return to the outside of the Great Wall. I promise that I will not pursue and let you leave safely."

"What if I disagree?" He Yaodu asked back.

Zong Qixiu said sincerely: "Didn't the prince ask why you were chosen as emperor? Now I can tell you that my aunt once said that you are the kindest among your brothers."

He Yaodu said unconvinced: "The heart of kindness has been exhausted by you."

Zong Qixiu was taken aback, lifted his robe and knelt down, and said, "If you want to settle the score, just settle it on my head, why bother to take the whole Dayong to be buried with you?"

He Yaodu looked at him irritably, raised his foot fiercely, but that foot did not fall after all, he turned around in the pavilion, suddenly bent down, and whispered a few words quickly in Zong Qixiu's ear talk.Zong Qixiu's body shook, he looked at He Yaodu in a daze, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Bastard!"

He Yaodu smiled proudly: "If my cousin agrees, you can nod your head. If you don't agree, it doesn't matter. Although General Zheng's [-] cavalry cannot retreat, it is enough to resist for a few days. The imperial palace that you are reluctant to part with is only one day. The fire thing. You think about it. Or is it that my cousin also covets the throne?"

Zong Qixiu stood up, with a force that had never been seen before, which made He Yaodu's heart skip a beat, but he had made up his mind, so he stared at Zong Qixiu not to be outdone.

Zong Qixiu sneered, and said: "You have to keep your word, if you go back on your word, I will not forgive you."

The sadness in He Yaodu's heart couldn't be added, he nodded, and finally asked: "Have you ever liked me for me? Even a little bit?"

Zong Qixiu looked at him mockingly, but He Yaodu waved his hands abruptly and said, "You don't need to answer!" After speaking, he turned and left.

In the middle of the night, the north city gate opened, and two thousand soldiers escorted hundreds of celebrities to leave quietly. Zong Qixiu and Fu Heng stood on the mountain, looking at those figures with complicated expressions.

Two hours later, no one entered or exited the city gate, so Zong Qixiu looked away, looked deeply at Fu Heng, and said reluctantly: "I will leave the future to the general."

Fu Heng nodded emotionally, and persuaded: "Think carefully again, with our current strength, we can defeat the Hittites without too much cost, why should you?"

Zong Qixiu said indifferently: "Zheng Tuo's ability should not be underestimated. The old general had explained before starting the army that he should not fight Zheng Tuo head-on. Besides, the Taiji and Bojin tribes are eyeing up in the north, waiting for us to lose. , so as to take the opportunity to enter, how could I give him this opportunity?"

"Forget it, you've been right since you were a child, so it's useless for me to say anything. Take care." Fu Heng clasped his hands.

"Take care." Zong Qixiu walked down the hill slowly, and after taking this step, there will be no such person as Zong Qixiu in the world.

He sighed softly, but his mood was quite complicated.

Si Jing was waiting anxiously for him not far away, holding a horse, and when he saw him coming, she waved happily.

He Yaodu's words sounded in his ear again, he walked quickly a few steps, got on his horse and gave a soft drink, taking advantage of the moonlight, he ran firmly to his destination.

On the second day, Dayong City collapsed without attack, and the He people walked away cleanly overnight. After Fu Heng entered the city, heavy troops guarded the palace.

Half a month later, the palace ushered in a new owner, the son of King Zong who was kicked out of Dayong City six years ago, the seven-year-old Zong Fengqi succeeded to the throne, known as Houzong in history.

The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, by the Dongting Lake, a scholar in white is playing the piano in front of a thatched hut, while another man in green is lazily leaning on a bamboo chair, his eyes are full of love like the spring water that is about to overflow from the river.

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