Throughout the afternoon, there was a huge quarrel in the big tent. The ministers of the South Vietnam Kingdom were divided into three groups. One group firmly supported Zhao Yingqi; the other group felt that a new king should indeed be established, but one must be selected from the Zhao family, Zhao Minhe
Zhao Jiguang was unbearable, and there were others; there was also a group of people who supported Lu Jia. Although the number was not large, they were all figures with real power, and their words had the most weight.
Zhao Yu jumped up and down the most fiercely, and argued with a bunch of courtiers until his face became red and thick-necked, while the person involved, Lu Jia, stood aside calmly. Lu Jia knew that this was not the right time to make such a big move, and the crisis facing South Vietnam was very serious.
, if Guilin gives the Han people a big bargain again. But Lu Jia has nothing to do. If he can't make up his mind at this time, if Zhao Yingqi's people gain the upper hand, his position will be very embarrassing, and there will definitely be others around Zhao Yingqi.
There is a Zhao Wen.
Zhao Wen, like Lu Jia, stood silently behind the crowd, listening to the people arguing. He naturally guessed Lu Jia's intentions, but he was no longer the minister of South Vietnam, and he could only stand here because of his status as the uncle of the late king. In order to
He must fight for the future and present of the Yue people, and cannot just watch the Yue people decline. If he can get the support of Zhao Yingqi, there will be an easing of tension with the Han people.
Zhao Yingqi was dizzy and couldn't make a choice. After he expressed his idea of not wanting to succeed, dozens of people immediately fell on the ground crying and wanted to kill each other. Zhao Yingqi was helpless and looked at Lu Jia.
Lu Jia ignored him and looked up to find Zhao Wen. He found that Zhao Wen was too far away and could not cooperate with him.
"You are a bunch of old fools. How long has South Vietnam reached and you are still clinging to the Zhao family? Apart from the Prime Minister, who else here can lead us Yue people to deal with the Han people? Is it the mediocre Zhao family or you?
These old guys who are about to be buried?" Zhao Yu's words were very harsh, and he offended the entire courtiers in one sentence.
Someone immediately retorted: "Zhao Yu, you are also a member of the Zhao family. We are all ancestors. If you belittle the Zhao family in this way, are you not afraid of being blamed by your ancestors?"
Zhao Yu smiled: "Why did our ancestors establish the South Vietnam Kingdom? Isn't it just to allow us people to live a good life? Now the situation is serious, who else in the Zhao family can compare to our ancestors? Please come out, I, Zhao Yu, will shut up immediately
, Anyway, I, Zhao Yu, think I can’t break through Su Ren’s front and rear containment, who of you can?”
"I can!" Taizhong doctor Zhao Jide shouted: "The Han people are just like usual this time. As long as we claim vassal status and pay tribute, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty will never make things difficult for us. The South Vietnamese country has rested for ten years, so why not make a comeback?"
"Naive!" Zhao Yu said angrily: "You are just a pig. You didn't see the situation of Minyue, Luoyue, and Xifou. Minyue will not talk about it. Luoyue and Xifou surrendered. What is the result? The kings of the two countries
They were sent to Chang'an and all the people moved to Han Dynasty. Do these three kingdoms still exist today?"
Zhao Jide also argued: "We still have tens of thousands of troops, and Su Ren can't surround us with only ten thousand people."
"It's true that there are tens of thousands of troops, but don't forget that there are still 100,000 ordinary people. The Han army occupied and bought property. How will these people support themselves?"
"If you ask me, I shouldn't come here to buy property. Isn't it the Prime Minister's responsibility to be in a dilemma now?"
"If you don't come here to buy a property, will you die in Panyu?"
With each other's words, the quarrel became louder and louder, and the three parties became more and more angry. Many people rolled up their arms and sleeves and stepped forward. The situation took a turn for the worse.
"Cough!" Lu Jia coughed lightly, the sound was not loud, and only the few people closest to him heard it. These people quickly shut up, and the others also stopped arguing. When everyone calmed down, Lu Jia shouted at Zhao Yingqi
He cupped his hands and said, "Prince, what do you think about this matter..., how should we deal with it?"
Zhao Yingqi looked around: "What does the Prime Minister think should be done?"
"Prince, I think this is the end of the day. If the Han people don't leave, tens of thousands of troops and hundreds of thousands of people will not be safe. It's not appropriate to discuss this matter at this time. It's better to choose another day to discuss it again. It won't be too late to discuss the matter in these few days."
Let the Prime Minister handle it temporarily!" Zhao Wen did not wait for Lu Jia's reply and expressed his opinion loudly.
Zhao Yingqi did not dare to nod quickly and continued to ask Lu Jia: "Prime Minister, what do you think?"
Lu Jia smiled slightly: "Mr. Zhao said that this matter should be discussed in the long term."
Everyone could clearly feel that Zhao Yingqi breathed a sigh of relief: "In this case, we will do it according to the words of my uncle and the Prime Minister. You can think about it again when you go back. I am young and cannot support the current situation in South Vietnam. I would like to ask all ministers to do something else."
I won’t complain at all if I choose a wise man, let’s leave it at that!”
Zhao Ying stood up and walked out, and the officials in the big tent slowly dispersed, leaving only Zhao Wen and Lu Jia standing on the left and right. Lu Jia had many talents, but Zhao Wen was alone, but he was not timid at all.
He glanced at Lu Jia and said with a smile: "The Prime Minister should have known that this would be the result, so why bother muddying the water? This is not good for the Prime Minister."
Lu Jia stopped Zhao Yu who was about to pounce, and smiled at Zhao Wen: "Who said there are no benefits? At least I can see who still has hope for your Zhao family!"
Zhao Wen was shocked: "What are you going to do?"
Lu Jia's face was full of pride: "If you don't do anything, at least I won't take action until the crisis is resolved. Don't worry, Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Yingqi returned to his tent glumly. Although he was the prince, the tent he lived in was not big. Except for three personal servants, there was no one else. In the innermost part of the tent, there was a pile of hay that belonged to the prince.
On Zhao Yingqi's bed, his son Zhao Xing was sleeping soundly.
After glancing at his son, Zhao Yingqi sat down. The princess personally poured a glass of water for Zhao Yingqi: "Things didn't go well today?"
Zhao Yingqi took the water glass: "I have made up my mind not to participate in this war for the throne no matter what. I just want our family of three to live the rest of our lives in peace."
The Crown Princess nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes: "I understand, I understand, I support whatever you want to do!"
Zhao Yingqi hugged the princess tightly in his arms, and the two of them sighed incessantly. The night wind was strong, and the tent roared loudly, disturbing Zhao Xing, who was sleeping soundly. He turned over, opened his eyes and looked at the environment first.
Finding that the place where she lived was different from before, and that her mother was not around, she burst into tears. The Crown Princess hurriedly got out of Zhao Yingqi's arms, wiped her tears, and walked towards the back of the tent.
Zhao Yingqi smiled helplessly, stood up, stretched, and followed the princess's footsteps towards the back of the tent. His head hurt that day and he didn't know how his father dealt with these courtiers in the past.
He had only experienced it for a day and he couldn't stand it anymore. This was one of the reasons why he wanted to withdraw from the fight for the throne.
The Crown Princess picked up Zhao Xing and comforted her gently. Soon, Zhao Xing stopped crying and fell asleep peacefully in his mother's arms. He hummed an inaudible tune and looked at the child's face and the Crown Princess's face.
It was all about satisfaction. The life that Zhao Yingqi described to her appeared in her mind. Men farmed and women weaved peacefully, and the princess felt very contented. She was a woman with no ambitions. As long as she lived a safe and comfortable life, it didn't matter whether she could be a princess or not.
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"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and the princess quickly hugged Zhao Xing tightly and turned to see what happened. Not far behind her stood a man in black, holding a dagger in his hand, and the dark red blood was flowing in the dim
It was hard to see clearly under the oil lamp. Prince Zhao Yingqi fell at the man's feet, and blood was pouring out from his neck. The princess was stunned, her eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.
Before the Crown Princess could scream, the man stepped over Zhao Yingqi's body and grabbed the Crown Princess by the neck. The man's hand was so strong that the Crown Princess felt that she could no longer breathe. Tears filled her eyes.
It flowed down his cheeks and dripped on Zhao Xing's little face.
"Hey!" There was a crisp sound, and the Crown Princess's expression was frozen in a moment of panic, her head drooping at a strange angle. As the man let go, the Crown Princess fell limply on the straw.
Zhao Xing cried out, the sound was very loud and loud, which sounded particularly harsh in the silent night. The servant living in the tent next to him heard it and quickly got up, ready to go over and take a look. He hadn't found his clothes yet, Zhao Xing's
The crying suddenly stopped. The old servant was so frightened that he no longer cared about his clothes and ran barefoot outside the tent.
When he opened the tent curtain, his dim old eyes could not adapt to the light in the tent for a while. He relaxed a little, and when he saw everything clearly, the old servant fell to the ground.
"The prince is dead...!"
"There is an assassin...!"
The shouts resounded throughout the camp, and all the people who had just slept were awakened by the harsh shouts. The Vietnamese camp in Nuoda was in chaos. The soldiers on guard at night and the panicked crowd collided with each other, and it was impossible to tell which side it was. The torch pointed toward
The prince's camp gathered together and soon formed a large area of light, illuminating the prince's camp like daylight.
Ah Xun lay quietly in the bushes not far from the camp, staring at the camp with squinted eyes.
Ruyunlong whispered: "The time has come, Leopard Head estimates..."
"Wait a minute!" Ah Xun didn't notice Yunlong. The two of them didn't say much, lying on the ground motionless, looking at the Yue camp.
A black shadow suddenly jumped out, rising and falling to Ah Xun's side. Nodding at Ah Xun, the three of them turned over and dived into the dark night, as if they had never been there before.
Zhao Wen lived in the Zhao family camp. He rushed over immediately when he heard the shouting. Looking at the three people on the ground, Zhao Wen's hand holding the cane turned white due to exertion. Half an hour ago, the person who was still alive and kicking suddenly became
He was killed. The murderer was cruel and swift. He couldn't help but think of Lu Jia.
When Lu Jia saw this scene, he also took a breath of cold air. He quickly ordered a search of the entire camp to find the murderer.
Zhao Yu poked Lu Jia and motioned for Lu Jia to look at the other side. Lu Jia quickly turned his head and found that the Zhao family looked at him with anger and hatred in their eyes. Several young people had already put their hands on the hilts of their swords, step by step.
Coming towards Lu Jia.
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Yu drew out his long sword and stood in front of Lu Jia.
General Yunhui Zhao Min said angrily: "Lü Jia, you actually sent someone to assassinate the prince. How can the South Vietnam country tolerate you?"
Lu Jia didn't know how to explain it. Many things were intertwined these days. The deaths of Zhao Yingqi's family of three were not his fault, but his fault. (To be continued)