Murong Bao suddenly became energetic. With this invincible father, he suddenly had a backbone. At this time, it was time to show his loyalty. He jumped up from the ground and pointed at Murong Bao.
Lan cursed: "Shut up, Murong Lan, you dare to insult my father like this, I, I will kill you now!"
As he spoke, he began to look around for weapons such as bows and arrows.
Murong Chui glared at Murong Bao so hard that the fat son trembled in fright and retreated angrily.
Murong Chui looked at Murong Lan and said calmly: "Alan, is this how you see your elder brother?"
Murong Lan gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "This is something that everyone in the world knows. Don't you know what your country and your people are like now that you have been wise all your life?"
Murong Chui sighed, turned to the people around him and said in a deep voice: "You all stand down, I have something to say with Princess Lan."
No one dared to disobey Murong Chui's orders. Soon, the hall was empty. Before Qinglong turned around and walked back to the secret passage behind the screen, he raised his hand and the token flew steadily back to Murong Chui's
On the dragon chair, Murong Chui did not look back and said: "Qinglong, I owe you a big favor this time, and I will definitely pay it back in the future."
Qinglong smiled and said, "You'd better have a good chat with your sister. We'll talk about other things later."
The dull sounds of machines everywhere gradually subsided, and the main hall fell into a dead silence. The lights of the candlesticks flickered, illuminating the faces of the brother and sister, alternating light and shadow, and the wrinkles and wrinkles on Murong Chui's face were
Even the slightest trace of white hair appears.
Murong Lan sighed softly: "Brother, you have really aged a lot. These years have been very hard on you. What I said just now was too harsh. Please forgive me and don't take it to your heart."
Murong Chui smiled bitterly and said: "Now, probably only a good girl like you dares to tell the truth to my elder brother. Everyone around me, whether they are subordinates or my sons, will only talk about the situation in front of me.
Great, all the people will return to their hearts, the country will be consolidated forever, and no one will tell me the truth or give me honest advice. Now I understand a little bit why Murong Wei was once such an honest and obedient child, but in the end he became willful and harmed the loyal.
Well, power is really the most terrifying thing in the world. It can corrode people's minds, block their eyes and ears, and make people no longer recognize themselves."
Murong Lan nodded: "You have been leading troops to fight outside. In order not to bear the responsibility, officials in various places dare not report the public sentiment. Regarding the early establishment of Yan Dynasty, the eldest brother only pursues soldiers, horses, money and food, but does not think about where these come from.
Those are the blood and tears of the common people. The more troops you have, the more miserable the people will be, and there will be more and more enemies for you. Brother, you can't do this anymore."
Murong Chui sighed: "I originally thought that as long as the rebels everywhere were pacified, I could settle down, develop Dayan well, and give the people peace. But I didn't expect that the rebels would fight more and more.
Strong, whether it is gentleness or massacre, it cannot be cured. This is something I have always been puzzled about. It is not until today, when you said these words to me, that I understand that to stabilize the world, it does not rely on military power. In the final analysis
In the end, you still have to win over people’s hearts.”
Murong Lan's eyes flashed with joy: "Brother, do you agree with my younger sister? That's great. The customs and life of our Xianbei people are very different from those of the Central Plains people. Since Dayan came to the Central Plains, he has always been a slut.
Jiazi, Zouma Xianbei'er, our Xianbei tribe is not engaged in production, but only in war. In the eyes of the Han people, they are just a group of armed bandits. Since the conflicts among the ethnic groups cannot be reconciled, our people are not happy staying here, and they cannot communicate with the Han people.
To truly become a family, wouldn't it be better for us to return to our hometown outside the Great Wall and live a life of herding cattle and sheep, where the sky is high and the sun is far away?"
Murong Chui shook his head: "We can't go back, Alan, we can't go back. If it were twenty years ago, when we first entered the Central Plains, we might have been able to go back, but now, our people are used to this.
The people only care about fighting and live a life without worries about food and clothing. They are used to wearing silks from the Han family and eating rice and pasta from the Central Plains. They no longer have to be exposed to the wind and sun like on the grasslands, and they no longer have to worry about anything.
A natural disaster caused most of the entire tribe to starve to death. Are they still willing to live the nomadic life of eating hair and drinking blood and living in no fixed place? Can they still live it? "
Murong Lan gritted his teeth: "But now we have provoked the people of all ethnic groups in Hebei to rebel. Now that Liu Yu's Northern Expeditionary Army is outside, these people have responded in droves. Hebei can no longer hold on. If we don't evacuate, I'm afraid that these dozens of people will not even be able to defend themselves."
All the members of the Xianbei clan cannot be saved."
Murong Chui sneered and said: "That won't be easy. We must wipe out Liu Yu's Northern Expeditionary Army, the rest of Ding Ling's party, and the remnants of the Hebei aristocratic families. After this battle, no one in Hebei will dare to resist Dayan. Then,
I will slowly win over people's hearts. I have already thought about it. In the future, I can let the Han people also join the army, and let the Xianbei people also go to farm and make a living for themselves. In this way, won't we be able to slowly become a family?"
Murong Lan's eyes widened: "Brother, are you really still unwilling to let go, or do you still want to use force to solve it?"
Murong Chui said sternly: "Yes, this is a country that our fathers and grandfathers have fought through countless blood and bitter battles. How can it be ruined in my hands?! If I am unable to do so, I will choose to endure it temporarily, but now I still have
With great strength, why should we retreat? Why should we give up this world to others? Alan, I must remind you that you are still a descendant of the Murong family. The blood of our ancestors of the Murong family flows in your body. You are from Xianbei.
, is not Han. Although Liu Yu is your husband, he is now your enemy. You must choose whether to stand with your tribe or your lover!"
Murong Lan gritted his teeth: "Brother, you are obviously very powerful and have devised a plan to ambush Liu Yu. Why did you leave hundreds of thousands of Xianbei people outside the city to be plundered by the enemy? Are you trying again?
Use Wuqiaozawa's trick, but this time, replace the treasures with his own people?"
Murong Chui sighed: "Now there are fewer and fewer men of our own clan. The army is precious. If we fight the Beifu Army head-on, we will suffer heavy losses. Therefore, I can only use this method this time. Liu Jingxuan's troops are prone to plundering.
Ding Ling people are also born robbers. As for the servants of the Lu family, they have no reason not to rob good things when they see them. Now the stronger Xianbei people outside the city have left, and the only ones left are the old, weak, women and children. These people are very important to them.
It's not much use to me. If the Jin army robs them, I can just use the black fire to kill them all!"
Murong Lan was so shocked that she grabbed the railing: "What? You, you want to set off black fire in Ye City? Brother, are you crazy?!"
This chapter has been completed!