Zhang Yi is a proud man. This is not only known within Beiliao, but also in Northern Xinjiang.

"He actually lowered his head?"

Jielong said in surprise: "When the late emperor was here, he could even brush off the late emperor's face!"

He Lianyan was obviously a little surprised, "The late emperor wanted him to enter the Sixth Division, but he flatly refused. He was full of arrogance in his words... He would not return to Ningxing unless he was the minister. I didn't expect such a proud person to face him.

The Duke of the country is wilted. He Lianrong, you should have dealt with him in Ningxing back then and tell me about it."

The emperor's uncle was a little transparent back then. As a little transparent under him, He Lianyan's status was not to mention, and he was not qualified to compete with those big guys.

He Lianrong is different, he is an extremely rare fighter - a fierce man who can still come ashore after being beaten many times by officials.

"There are several types of proud people. One type is that people who think that God is the boss and I am the second child are crazy people. The other type is that people who feel that their talents are not appreciated... This type of people is the most common."

He Lianyan asked: "You mean, Zhang Yi is this kind of person?"

"He could refuse the late emperor because he felt that the position of minister was an insult to his family. This was because he felt that his talent was not appreciated. These people will not accept anything, not even the emperor can make them bow their heads. However, there is only one kind of person who can make them bow.

yield."

"Which one?" Jiang He'er asked.

He Lianrong said quietly: "The kind of people who can give him a heavy blow from the place where he is most proud, leaving him unable to fight back."

Jiang He'er suddenly realized, "Zhang Yi is proud of his governance, both civil and military."

But facing Yang Xuan, his so-called civil and military ways became a joke.

"At the beginning, he was arrogant and thought that the Duke was nothing more than that. This was his instinct." He Lianrong said: "These people think they are the smartest in the world, so he played with the Duke to see who can blink first.

Trick."

"That's right. He said that reinforcements would arrive in three days and provoked the Duke to not dare to rest for an hour. This was a clever trick." He Lianyan smiled contemptuously, "But the Duke waved his hand and gave him half a day."

He Lianrong shook his head, "No, the Duke will let him live half a day longer."

"You are proud, but I am prouder than you!"

Helianyan looked at the boss in front of him and couldn't help but feel excited.

"Commander, I'm afraid the world is going to be in chaos." He Lianrong said solemnly: "The only thing I'm glad about right now."

"explain!"

"In troubled times, if you are not careful, you will be drowned in the tide. I am glad that I followed a good lord!"

He Lianyan nodded, "Yes! Good Lord!"

Northern Xinjiang is still wary of the title Lord, and only Han rebels dare to use the word from time to time. But as surrendered people, He Lianyan and He Lianrong have no such scruples.

Different from the civil and military forces in Northern Xinjiang, the fate of the two of them is closely linked to Yang Xuan.

This is true sharing of honor and disgrace.

No!

It's life and death!

The city was being cleared, and prisoners were taken out from time to time.

Several officials staggered out of the city. One person raised his head and said blankly: "Where is the envoy?"

"It is said that Zhijun died for his country!" Another person smiled bitterly, "How can you be such a proud person? How can you be willing to bow your head? Hey! Yang Gou is there, who is that?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"The one kneeling in front of Yang Gouma, that's..."

"That's the envoy!"

Several captured officials stood blankly on the spot.

That proud envoy actually knelt down?

He also lowered his head, and could feel the aura of despair and depression from a distance.

"Where is his arrogance?" An official rubbed his eyes.

"Let's go!" The sergeant escorting them got impatient and kicked him.

The official who fell to the ground still raised his head in disbelief and looked at the depressed figure.

Am I... blind?

Not only him, but also the captured defenders were escorted out one after another.

"Is that the envoy?"

“!!!!”

The captive who was still unconvinced just now and was cursing and cursing was now as silent as a chill.

Zhang Yi heard the movement and his body trembled.

"Ashamed?"

Yang Xuan asked.

Zhang Yi remained silent.

"For prisoners, shame is a superfluous emotion. If you have it, I will help you get rid of it." Yang Xuan was like a demon, stripping away Zhang Yi's remaining pride bit by bit.

"How many more days are there for reinforcements?" Yang Xuan asked.

Zhang Yi shook his head, "The day before yesterday, it was said to be ten days."

"On the eighth day." Han Ji asked: "After discovering the traces of our army, did you send anyone to ask for help?"

"Sent."

"So... about three days." Han Ji calculated and found that the two days Zhang Yi bragged to his subordinates meant that he had lied about one day.

"Duke." Jiang Cunzhong said: "The remaining cities must be attacked..."

The remaining cities will resist stubbornly. Of course, the main force will be destroyed, and all that will be left are just miscellaneous fish.

"The next priority is to attack the city, and the highest priority is to attack the heart!"

Yang Xuan pointed at Zhang Yi, "Take him with you."

"Persuading him to surrender?" Jiang Cunzhong smiled ambiguously, "This way, his face will be completely gone."

Yang Xuan asked, "Are you willing to accept your crime and make meritorious service?"

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, "I..."

"I'm asking you, not to discuss with you, but to tell you. Should you go, or not?"

Yang Xuan pressed the handle of the knife, "Can it be done, or can't it be done?"

The murderous intention comes suddenly.

He Lianrong looked at this scene, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Jielong took the opportunity to sarcastically say, "The Duke was quite patient with you back then."

At first, He Lianrong was imprisoned in Taoxian Prison and went on a hunger strike. Yang Xuan took a look and told his family that He Lianchun had been exiled to death, and He Lianrong surrendered.

But now, Yang Xuan doesn't have the patience he had before. He just says: Can it, or can't it?

If you can, go.

cannot!

Kill him!

I don’t tolerate your faults!

He Lianrong suddenly felt a feeling of pride. It turned out that the Duke still valued me!

Then, a ray of shame drifted through.

Zhang Yi raised his head.

Yang Xuan looked calm, not even looking at him.

Zhang Yi looked struggling.

Back then, he at least rejected the emperor's existence.

But after the death of the late emperor, the feeling of loss was stronger than that of many people - the emperor who appreciated him was gone.

After He Lianchun ascended the throne, he was busy fighting with Lin Ya and others, and had long forgotten that he was a favored minister of the late emperor.

Longhua Prefecture is located on the second line in the south, neither advancing nor retreating, neither good nor bad, neither warm nor popular... If it had been someone else, they would have found a way to transfer him away.

But Zhang Yi can’t!

Once his intention to leave was revealed, his dignity collapsed.

The shelf cannot fall down!

He was suffering.
To be continued...