This is what the information sent back from Shangnan said.
But judging from the damage caused by the battle, there is probably a question mark over this. Luan Zhengyi has always been a person who reports good things but not bad things. He is restrained and patient. As long as his life is not in danger, he will not report truthfully. Chu Yao's words make Shen Tang breathed a sigh of relief, read the information at a glance, and said: "As long as everything is fine, I'm afraid that the bad old man Wei Lou's crow's mouth will come true..."
When Shen Tang saw some data inside, he raised his head suddenly.
"Are you sure it's really okay?"
Shen Tang recalled the layout of Shangnan.
The fall of the walls of the Second Inner City is different from being stabbed in the heart. A large number of ordinary people live in the Second Inner City, and there are a large number of residential buildings in the inner city. For brave warriors, residential buildings are really worse than paper Mud yet fragile.
Chu Yao knew what she was worried about.
"This battle has dragged on for a long time. Before the Erdao Inner City fell, most of the people had been relocated. As long as the people are still there, the damaged buildings will be rebuilt sooner or later." In this world of explosive force, city offensive and defensive battles can be It is really rare to delay for such a long time. This also proves that Wu Xian, an old boy, is really spending his money on going to the south. It is a pity that the main frontal battlefield was completely lost, otherwise going to the south may really be his breakthrough.
Shen Tang read the information back and forth a dozen times.
Distraught, he put it away with a snap.
"The more I think about it, the worse I feel..."
When I feel unhappy, I want to find a punching bag to vent my anger on.
"Did Gao Guo send an envoy to negotiate?" The king was captured by hostile forces. Any minister who wanted to establish a loyal minister would come to test him non-stop. Regardless of whether he can get the person back, he must do enough on the surface. .
Chu Yao said: "Not yet."
Estimating the time, it should be almost here tomorrow.
She closed her eyes and calmed her mind: "Has Wu Xian made a decision?"
At this time, Chu Yao also saw that Shen Tang was hiding something in his heart. No wonder he was unhappy: "After Wu Guoguo returned, he trapped himself in the tent and did not allow anyone to enter. He did not use his chopsticks for dinner today. This matter It’s not comfortable for him.”
Wu Xian is not a decisive character.
It is too difficult for him to decide whether to meditate or not in half a day.
Shen Tang pouted: "I don't have time to wait for him for ten days and a half."
She has never been patient enough.
That night, Shen Tang tossed and turned until the sky turned white before he could fall asleep. Between his dreams and his waking moments, the terrifying scene of thousands of thunders surging above a strange city kept flashing through his eyes. Every time he wanted to take a closer look, his eyelids would tremble and slowly open. open.
Familiar tent roof, vague dream.
The two cycle alternately within two hours.
Shen Tang's time to actually fall asleep was pitiful.
She sat on the bed in a daze with disheveled hair. She always felt that the contents of the dream were the facts that happened not long ago. The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became. She kicked away her beloved silk quilt, jumped up, and asked her bodyguard to find Jimo Qiu. She has something important to ask!
So, Jimo Qiu saw the original form of His Highness who had not yet washed up, and the two incarnations of His Highness Wen Qi who had stayed up all night and had not yet rested. The incarnations of Wen Qi were holding their chins with one hand and yawning incessantly. All three of them were withered. Drunken and listless.
"Qiu first go outside the tent and wait for His Highness to freshen up?"
At this time, His Highness just put on a coat casually. Through the messy skirt, it could be seen that she was only wearing thin pajamas, which was really not suitable for others to see. Shen Tang waved his hands carelessly: "No, I'm looking for you. I came here just to help you interpret your dream."
"Dream Interpretation?"
Jimo Qiu looked confused.
Shen Tang asked: "Why, is it beyond the scope of business?"
Jimo Qiu said truthfully: "I'm not very proficient."
"If you're not very proficient, you just know a thing or two? I can barely cope with it..." Shen Tang rubbed his painful forehead, recalling the messy dream fragments, and said, "A few people in Wenda have said that I am a 'god' more than once, and you also said I am the 'god' worshiped by the Gongxi people... So, are my dreams connected to reality? Could it be a warning for the future? Or could it be a replay of what has already happened?"
"More than that. As far as I know, there are thousands of universes in the world. As long as there is even a small handful of soil in that world, your incarnation can go there. Your Highness may be traveling in a small world when he is dreaming, or he may be helping a small world. The world is born.”
Shen Tang was stunned for a moment: "So powerful?"
It does sound a bit cool.
But this wasn't the answer she wanted.
Jimo Qiu: "It's awesome, but you can't do it now."
She is now a human race in every sense. She has neither the ability to dream into a small world nor the ability to turn a dream into a world. Her dream is just an ordinary dream. Jimo Qiu looked at the two incarnations of literary energy, Sighing and giving advice: "I have thoughts every day and dreams at night. Your Highness is too anxious. I suggest you drink some soothing and calming decoction to help you sleep."
Shen Tang: "..."
The little money I had just saved was gone.
She refused to give up and asked: "Isn't this really a warning?"
Jimo Qiu pointed to the two incarnations of Wen Qi that were about to ascend to heaven: "The incarnations of Wen Qi are connected to the spirit of the deity. How long they are awake is equivalent to how long His Highness has not slept. Even if the deity falls asleep for a short time, this time is not enough to restore vitality."
Two Wenqi incarnations can do the work of two people.
Can I satisfy the sleep needs of three people with just one sleep?
Previously, I could rely on the strong energy of a brave warrior to ignore the overdraft, but His Highness recently played the "Soul Crossing" one after another - the consumption of "Soul Crossing" was not worth mentioning to the original His Highness. Now that he is a mortal, he needs to It consumes a lot of literary energy and energy, and coupled with worries about the safety of staff, it is normal to have chaotic dreams.
Shen Tang: "..."
The incarnation of literary spirit did not come back for a while.
Even she herself doesn't remember how long it took.
Jimo Qiu helped interpret the dream and concluded that Shen Tang needs time to sleep. If he can't sleep, he can drink a bowl of high-concentration soothing soup. If one bowl is not enough, he can have two bowls to relax and sleep for a day or two. The suggestion is a good suggestion. Shen Tang refused.
It wasn't that the camp was so busy that she couldn't move, but that Wu Xian, who should have been struggling for three to five days or even ten and a half months, gave her the answer in one day. He was willing to take the Zen position, so what happened to this matter anyway? Everything seems to be beneficial to Gao Guo, but before writing this Zen edict, he needs to meet Shen Tang and know her reasons for doing this.
Shen Tang frowned: "Didn't I tell you the reason?"
Wu Xiandao: "You are not telling the truth."
He wants to hear the truth and know what medicine she is selling.
Now that things have come to this, do you still want him to be considered a fool?
Shen Tang hesitated: "I am here for the southwest layout. Why should I shoot a second arrow when I can kill two birds with one stone?"
"Layout in the southwest?"
Wu Xian tossed and turned last night and couldn't figure it out.
He imagined a hundred and eighty possibilities, none of which were related to the southwest. The Zen position he gave to his son would at most affect the situation within the Gao Kingdom, and further afield, it would affect the central countries bordering the Gao Kingdom... and the southwest side, What relationship could it have?
"There is someone from the Southwest Branch of the Society of Gods around your son. I know her identity. I also know her purpose. I also know who she belongs to and which force she works for. Giving you the Zen position in an unnecessary way is just a disservice to her. I just want to put a thorn in her and the master she is loyal to and drive a wedge between them. As long as the separation is successful, a lot of things can be saved in the southwest..."
What Shen Tang said was really not to deceive Wu Xian.
Mei Jinghe is not only a confidant of the leader of the country, Qi, but also the vice-president of the Southwest Branch. As a vice-president, Mei Jinghe must have a lot of network resources in his hands, just like Qi Shan knows that there are prestigious civil and military talents active in the northwest. Qi Shan Shan Shan had offended the entire southwest branch before, and the conflicts between the regional branches had been going on for a long time. The loss of Shangnan County was also related to the fighting between the two regional branches. If the conflict between Qi Guo and Kang Guo was brought to light, Mei Jinghe would not be able to Will you take the opportunity to mobilize these connections?
It is also a big trouble that these connections belong to Qi State for a short period of time.
Shen Tang then thought about solving it.
In fact, eradicating the root cause is the easiest thing to worry about. However, Mei Jinghe did a good job in security. Shen Tang focused most of his attention on the battlefield of Gao Kingdom and failed to keep her behind last time. It is not too late to make up for it. If force fails, then All I have to do is use my brain.
The first step is to destroy Mei Jinghe's consummation ceremony.
Wu Xian's Zen edict is a crucial link.
The second step is to distance yourself!
Shen Tang didn't explain it very clearly, but Wu Xian was able to sneak into the position of the king, and his brain was not completely arrogant, so he guessed a little bit of the truth. His face was ashen, and it took him a while to suppress his sullen breath: "Hahaha, let's talk, I want to Who should I pass the position to?"
Because Shen Tang made it clear that he wanted to destroy the Gao Kingdom and refused peace talks between the two countries, for Wu Xian, it didn't matter who wrote the edict with the same name. He looked at the pen and ink on the table with a trace of self-mockery in his heart - as this edict goes on, Gao Guo is not considered to have perished in this life, and he is not the leader of the subjugation. Oh, should he be grateful?
Shen Tang asked: "How old is your youngest child?"
Wu Xian: "Six."
"Six years old?"
Wu Xian twitched his lips: "Six months."
A brave warrior is always energetic and has many wives and concubines at home. As the head of the country, Wu Xian has no need to treat himself harshly. With more wives and concubines, there are also more children. There are three children under one year old, and the youngest son who is six months old is The smallest of the three.
"Among your children, which one has the strongest mother clan?"
Wu Xian almost took a breath at this question.
Is Shen Youli's shamelessness not concealed at all?
He said with a dark face: "Fifth son."
Shen Tang asked again: "I remember that you have a concubine named Mi who is quite favored. Her status in the inner court is second only to the queen, right?"
Wu Xian showed a bit of unbearability on his face.
He softened his tone: "She can't do it. She has no maternal clan to rely on, and her character is too meek and gentle. If you want to provoke an internal fight among the heirs, she and her children are no match for others. You are just a target. , also find someone stronger."
Although Mi is a dancing concubine that he bought, she has given birth to children for him over the years. She is not only a docile and pleasant love-talking flower, but also a virtuous wife who manages the inner court for him. The struggle of women in the inner court has always been cruel. It is common for children to die prematurely, and Wu Xian has also heard about it. But Mi is different. She is very kind. Not only has she never harmed her children, she also takes good care of every pregnant woman.
There are three to five newborns in the inner court every year. Except for one or two who are born weak and cannot be saved, the others all grow up to be healthy.
Shen Tang: "..."
Wu Xian is really a scumbag.
What does it mean to find a stronger target?
No matter how Shen Tang looks for him, the target is his concubine and heir.
and--
"Brother Zhaode, your vision of women has really not improved. In addition to her name, she is a concubine, and her real power is equal to that of a queen. How do you evaluate her as humble and gentle? Do you think everything about her now is meek and gentle? Can it be done with gentleness?”
If you believe it, it is basically equivalent to agreeing with the argument that "as long as you stay safe, you can get pie in the sky". Power must be earned, not to mention that Mi is a dancer, and her identity is among the concubines in Wu Xian's backyard. He is as low as medium and can't be any lower, and he doesn't have any skills to suppress other women? Isn't this completely funny?
"Being a role model for women with good conduct can convince others with their virtue."
Shen Tang: "..."
Others say this is nothing, but Wu Xian said it is very funny. If Wu Xian really recognizes the power of "role models", then what does it mean for him to kill his brothers when he was young? Is it a boomerang of decades?
Shen Tang clicked on the desk: "For the youngest son."
A sigh escaped from Wu Xian's mouth.
I don’t know whether to let go of my worries or to express my feelings for myself.
After writing one piece, Wu Xian thought it was over, but Shen Tang ordered someone to spread out a new piece of paper: "Here are your five sons."
Wu Xian: "..."
Shen Tang said: "Don't worry, write another copy to Mr. Mi."
Wu Xian finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke the brush with one hand.
"Shen Youli! Don't bully others too much!"
Shen Tang raised his eyelids, calmly looked into Wu Xian's blood-red copper bell eyes, and said: "Wu Zhaode, you'd better not disobey me! We can still discuss it now, because I remember our past friendship. I am indeed not bloodthirsty. Butcher, I have no interest in slaughtering all the former royal family, but my lack of interest does not mean that I will not do it. If necessary, I can do anything! Only by eradicating the roots can we permanently eliminate future troubles! Do you want me to pull out a few seedlings in your fence, or do you want me to remove you? Half a hundred seedlings in the fence field were uprooted? Just think about it!"
Shen Tang can bring great pressure to Wu Xian just by sitting there.
The two of them faced off for several seconds, but Wu Xian lost his mind and retreated. The momentum of this retreat was like a dam collapsing, and it plummeted thousands of miles.
He had no choice but to write three copies.
After writing the last word, he could hardly hold the pen.
"Shen Youli, you have changed, you are too cruel."
"Brother Zhaode, it's not that I have changed, it's that you have never been right about women. If you treat me as an equal male like you, you will only find that I am not ruthless enough, not that I am too ruthless." Shen Tang was in a good mood and took away three copies of the Zen edict that were exactly the same except for the names. They all had Wu Xian's personal seal on them, so the three copies were all legal.
Coincidentally, the envoy from Gao Kingdom had already arrived half an hour ago.
Shen Tang was too lazy to see them and just ordered someone to pass on the message.
"There is no way to negotiate peace. I won't let go of the people. I will take the things back with me."
Although the envoy had carefully tidied up before arriving, the defeat and anxiety of the defeated man could be seen on his face. After revealing his identity, he was introduced to the Kangguo camp. The patrolling soldiers were all energetic and high-spirited, and there was an invisible atmosphere surrounding them. The cold murderous aura suppressed the messenger's aura even more depressed. He felt bitter in his heart, but he was also mentally prepared to be left in the cold for three to five days.
How can a defeated person not be ridiculed?
I never thought that the results would come out in just half an hour.
The messenger was mentally prepared to be rejected. He was not surprised by the previous two statements, but he just didn't understand what the "thing" was.
"This, this is?"
The messenger opened it nervously and his eyes widened when he saw the content.
"The Zen Edict of Lord Wu."
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