Chapter 1019: The Emperors hegemony returns to dust
Fu Jian was stunned and speechless for a long time. After a long time, he shook his head in disbelief and said: "I didn't expect Fu Deng to have such ability. Gu really underestimated him. This guy is not only brave but also knows how to be patient.
He can win people's hearts and even use power and tactics, so only such a person can deal with Yao Chang!"
Yin Wei said calmly: "Fu Deng has a cruel nature. Even if he can gain the upper hand for a while, I don't think he can defeat my lord. Now Guanzhong has suffered from years of war and is dilapidated. The people are longing for a stable and peaceful life. Fu Deng is here.
Raising an army at this time is unpopular, so he must wait for you to die before he can take up the banner of revenge for you and win the support of as many people as possible."
Fu Jian's eyes sparkled: "So Yao Chang wants me to pass on his jade seal, or give in to him. In this way, Fu Deng's reason for raising an army will be eliminated, right?"
Yin Wei sighed: "Yes, that's it. King of Heaven, if you take the initiative to give up power to my lord, there will be no need for revenge. In order to show his generosity and righteousness, my lord will also let you live, just like
You treat those monarchs who destroyed their country for you."
Fu Jian gritted his teeth and said: "I will definitely not let this Qiang bandit succeed. Mr. Yin, when you tell me this today, do you want to remind me to commit suicide? Why do you do this? You can't repay me, and you are also doing the right thing.
Your current master's betrayal, after all, you are now Yao Chang's subordinate."
Yin Wei said seriously: "A wise minister chooses to serve and follow his lord because I have no other choice. But I don't think he is the one who can bring peace to the world in this troubled world. If he uses too many conspiracies, he will surely be defeated."
I can't bet the fate of my family on him, so I will continue to observe in this troubled world for a while. The King of Heaven once treated the people of the world benevolently and righteously. You should not suffer this kind of humiliation after the collapse of the country. Let's
You can choose your own ending with dignity, which is the only thing I can do for you."
Fu Jian laughed and stood up: "Very good, Yin Wei, you are a smart man and should be able to have your own future. Today, I will use my head to achieve your merits. If we are destined to be together in the next life, I hope we can
can truly become friends.”
As he spoke, he turned behind the statue and saw a three-foot white silk ribbon in his hand.
Yin Wei leaned on the ground and said loudly: "Send the King off on his way!"
He spoke the Qiang language, and even the people outside could hear it clearly. Fu Shen burst into tears and shouted: "Father, my son, please take a step first!" As he said this, he held his sword across his neck and struck out violently.
La, blood flowed heavily, and his body collapsed to the ground. This child, less than ten years old, chose the most standard and heroic way to die as a soldier. Even the Qiang soldiers were dejected. I don’t know who it was.
He shouted: "King of Heaven, go on your way with peace of mind!"
Immediately afterwards, all the Qiang soldiers dismounted from their saddles, knelt down and cried bitterly. Even though they were enemies now, these people had all received Fu Jian's benevolence and benefits when he ruled the world. Now that they heard that Fu Jian was about to die, they
Why don't you burst into tears and burst into tears? Even Wu Zhong, the general who led the team, stood with his sword on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and loudly said: "King of Heaven, go on the journey with peace of mind!"
Bai Ling hung on the beam of the shrine. Fu Jian stepped on the little horse that Mrs. Zhang had just kicked down and put his head into the trap. He turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Zhang and his two daughters. Their corpses
, hanging in the air like this, swaying in the wind, their long hair covering their faces, so as not to let people see the miserable look of their eyes and tongues sticking out when hanging. Even if they die, as women, they don’t want to
The image is too ugly.
Fu Jian sighed in his heart. In front of his eyes, scenes from the past emerged. He seemed to have seen that year, when he led his army to fight Huan Wen outside Chang'an City.
Calling his name, at that moment, for the first time, he felt the feeling of being above everyone and being worshiped by countless people.
As soon as the scene changed, he saw himself holding the head of the tyrant Fu Sheng in his hand, standing on the top of the Chang'an Palace City, shouting to the dark soldiers below the city: "The tyrant Fu Sheng has been killed by us.
Those who let go of war will not be questioned!" Thousands of soldiers and civilians burst into cheers. Almost every soldier and civilian who was so frightened by Fu Sheng's tyranny that they dared not take a breath all began to dance without emotion.
He shouted: "Long live the King of East China Sea (Fu Jian's title at the time), long live the King of East China Sea!" At that moment, for the first time, he felt that he had truly become an emperor.
The scene turned again, and Fu Jian seemed to see his first encounter with Wang Meng. It was in the Liangyi Palace. Wang Meng, a Han strategist who was recommended by the minister at the time, Lu Guang's father, and Sili Colonel Lu Polou, was looking at Wang Meng.
While scratching the fleas on his body, he discussed the past and present, and described the way to govern the country and bring peace to the world.
I thought it was just another corrupt Han scholar seeking an official position, so I didn't pay much attention to it at first. However, I didn't expect that this man, who smelled all over his body and had fleas visible to the naked eye, would talk about good policies for governing the country and state the current shortcomings in every sentence.
, The whip makes sense, but has such a clever way to deal with it. Unknowingly, it was getting late, and we lit candles and talked at night until the rooster crowed at dawn. For three days and three nights, the image of that unattractive Han man became like this.
Tall and tall, Fu Jian seemed to see himself holding Wang Meng's hand excitedly: "I will finally get Zhuge Liang!"
The scene turned again, and Fu Jian saw himself standing in front of the huge sand table of mountains and rivers in front of the Tai Chi Palace, looking at the flags of the former Qin, planted all over Guandong, Daibei, Ganliang, Bashu, and all the powerful enemy countries.
, in front of his iron army that dominated the world, he saw himself laughing proudly, while Wang Meng, who was wearing court uniform behind him, had a worried look on his face. Amidst the congratulations of the ministers, his voice was low and special: "
Your Majesty, all this will eventually turn into dust, and your danger lies within your country, not your foreign enemies!"
Fu Jian closed his eyes in pain. He seemed to see Wang Meng on the bed. He was almost speechless, but he still held his hand and said with the last bit of strength: "King of Heaven, ten thousand, ten thousand
Don't march south, your enemies are Murong Chui and Yao Chang, please..." As he spoke, his head suddenly tilted, and he died, and he cried out sadly: "Jing Lue!"
Fu Jian's memories became blurry as tears filled his eyes. He kicked his feet hard, causing the bed under his feet to fall over. A huge force suddenly surrounded his neck, and he could no longer speak, unable to speak.
Qi, and around him, countless souls, enemies, friends, and people seemed to appear, all covered in blood and silent.
