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Chapter 885 : Hate! The Madness of That Night 2

Xiao Zhongzhi remained silent, and his sad expression became more difficult to understand in the fire. It was difficult to see or guess. There was no madness, or he was very calm. There was clearly no power in his eyes, nor the persistence of a high-ranking person.

.

Such a person does such a difficult and puzzling thing.

Or, he had struggled before.

"Mr. Chen, I understand what you meant. I have hesitated before, but..."

"Just what? You are looking for this high-sounding excuse is nothing more than the wish of your old man alone! He dares to kill the emperor with his own personal power. Don't you know that the Beiwan River needs not blood, but a generation of people.

For the king? Even if that man was not named Murong, he had defended Beiwan, which was in danger more than ten years ago. Now the people have finally lived a peaceful life. Haven't you seen it?"[

Xiao Zhongzhi sighed and slowly walked towards the prison.

His eyes were deep, and he slowly explained the reason: "Emperor... Murong Jing's original surname was Sima, and he was the eldest prince of the Southern Barbarians. According to the rules of the ancestors of the Southern Barbarians, the throne was his. In the future, he took Beiwan to surrender to the Southern Barbarians...

...Then Beiwan will change his surname to Sima from then on. Beiwan can be classified into the Southern Barbarians without spending one soldier.

Another question is that Beiwan has always had to pay tribute to the Southern Barbarians. Murong Jing went to the Southern Barbarians. After he came back, his country did not need to pay tribute. What is his purpose? It is to gain the trust of our subordinates in Beiwan. More than ten times

Over the years, we will gradually annex our entire Beiwan. A real man cannot ruin his country because of temporary happiness."

"Xiao Zhongzhi, I am a dying person, and I have no way to hide it. If you hadn't saved me, I would have died in the yamen of Handan City." Chen Shou sneered. He really didn't want to talk to someone with the surname Xiao.

However, he felt aggrieved for Murong Jing and said hatefully:

"I told you something. Although I didn't see the Nanman canceling the tribute in person, my father was present. He said in his own words that Beiwan no longer needed tribute because of a bet, and the emperor exchanged his life for his life.

Yes, if he loses that bet, he will die in the Southern Barbarians. So I have always respected my father's will and swear to be loyal to the emperor. I will never be the second master in my lifetime."


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