Chapter 1005: My Lord, the Knife Is Still There!
Wang Yilin came by moonlight and walked along a stenching path.
The soldiers who were sitting on the ground along the road, in rags, just glanced at Wang Yilin, needless to say, and didn't even bother to say hello.
Wang Yilin walked straight forward, a middle-aged man suddenly came out of nowhere, he looked at Wang Yilin with praying eyes, and asked nervously: "Lord Wang, what's the matter...... Will the prince take in my people? ”
Under the reflection of the firelight, the tattered military uniform on his body several times can still be vaguely recognized as the official uniform of a hundred households.
However, although it is a time of war, it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven after all, and it is enough to make people feel sad that a hundred households have fallen here.
The court was "merciful", and although it did not reward and comfort the surviving defeated soldiers, it did not punish them for escaping.
Just leave them to fend for themselves.
Providence is unpredictable, half a month ago, they were still dignified court sailors, but now half a month later, they are reduced to the point that they are not even as good as beggars.
Wang Yilin was silent and shook his head slightly.
The hundred households sighed in disappointment, and their eyes, which were still bright, gradually dimmed, "Come to think of it, my department was originally a sailor of the imperial court, and even the imperial court refused to contain it, let alone the county king who was far away in Hangzhou...... But Lord Wang, the king of the county is also a general, speaking of which, my department is also under his command, besides, the grandfather formed a new water division, which was also the meaning of the general at first...... Hey, it's useless to say this, my department has long run out of food supplies, if there is no adult to supplement with silver, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive a long time ago, but the adult can provide for a few days, this is thousands?! ”
Many soldiers on the side listened to the words of the hundred households, and slowly approached, and there was no trace of brilliance in their empty eyes, if this scene was seen by Wu Zheng, I am afraid that the first reaction would be Plants vs. Zombies.
Wang Yilin shook his head and said, "It's not that the prince didn't agree, it's that I didn't mention this matter at all." ”
The hundred households were surprised: "My lord, why is this?" If each of the Lihaiwei under the command of the prince saves his stutter, he can let my department live...... No, since the adults are embarrassed to speak, then I will go and ask the prince. ”
"Asking for what?" Wang Yilin said angrily, "How did my uncle die, you have all forgotten...... Wu Zheng was hunted down by the emperor's order, but he still wanted to support the Zhu clan and let me take you around the Dinghuai Gate to attack the victory pass, but I didn't agree, I would rather starve to death than serve the Zhu clan anymore...... I have some silver, and my uncle has left me some silver, and I will take it tomorrow to buy some food...... I won't starve you to death. ”
A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the hundred households, but he didn't show it, he just looked at Wang Yilin fixedly, "Even if the adults have a lot of money, I'm afraid they won't be able to feed these thousands of mouths...... The lord is saying that the prince intends to use our department and attack the flank of Dasheng Pass? ”
Wang Yilin was stunned by the question, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Baihu fiercely, "Wang Liang, you are carried by your uncle, do you want to eat for a mouthful, and you still want your brothers to take their lives for the Zhu family?" Do you know how many people died because of the lack of armor among the brothers? Even if this battle is won, it will be fought for the Zhu family...... I'm not reconciled! ”
Wang Liang tore off his tattered official uniform with a "click", revealing his scarred chest, and then slowly knelt in front of Wang Yilin, raised his head and said: "My lord, as long as you give an order, even if you immediately raise troops to attack the imperial city, take the lead and break your bones, I, Wang Liang, do not have a trace of ambiguity, but I have to let the brothers eat their stomachs first, you say that you can't rob the people, I, Wang Liang, have you restrained the brothers these days, have you robbed the people of a piece of food?" Who's the adult...... You have to live first, please be an adult, take your brother to attack the big victory level! ”
When Wang Liang said this, he bowed down and kowtowed to Wang Yilin.
Wang Yilin raised his foot angrily and kicked hard, but countless soldiers around him knelt down around Wang Yilin, they didn't speak, they just kept kowtowing like Wang Liang.
Wang Yilin couldn't kick it anymore, he looked at the black figures in shock, looking at the ragged clothes on their bodies, Wang Yilin burst into tears.
He choked up and said: "Do you know, this is death, Wu Zheng has never treated you as his own, he knows your existence, he can never mention it to supply you, at this time he just needs a partial division to contain the Qing army." You should know that the Qing army, which even Jingwei and Jianyangwei can't help, doesn't even have a decent knife with your unknown rout...... Even the beggars on Chang'an Street are brighter than you...... Can you still kill the enemy, are you going to die? It's better to starve to death here, it's a mass grave, and you can leave a whole corpse. ”
"Choking" A crisp unsheath sounded, Wang Liang, who had been kowtowing, didn't know when he was already holding the knife in his hand, he held the saber upside down with both hands, and presented it to Wang Yilin and said: "My lord, the knife is still there!" ”
A series of "choking" sounds sounded, "My lord, the knife is here!" ”
The tears in Wang Yilin's eyes finally fell, and he raised his head and shouted, "Uncle, can you hear me?" The knife of your sailor...... It's still there! ”
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Zhu Yujiao is really tired.
From last night to this time today, what she has experienced is undoubtedly the most impermanent moment of her life.
Looking at the quarrels of countless important officials of the imperial court under the stairs, and the spit flying around, Zhu Yujiao had an urge to give up.
She would rather go back to that moment more than four years ago, on the official road of Jiaxing Mansion.
However, she understands that this is impossible, and that what has passed away can never come back.
But in her heart, she was really worried that Wu Zheng would take the opportunity to seize the throne, so that there would be nothing to do with the Zhu family in the Yixing Dynasty.
The life and death of her brother is unknown, and she has a strong sense of mission, and she wants to support this foundation until her brother An Ran returns, and then return it to him.
She can only choose to accept it, because only in this way, the Yixing Dynasty is still Zhu Ming's Yixing Dynasty.
But at the moment of decision, her heart still hurts.
Because Zhu Yujiao understands that from this time on, she will be the enemy of Wu.
Even if you don't want to, you don't admit it, but that's the way it is.
It's not that Zhu Yujiao doesn't trust Wu Zheng, but that the two represent two camps and don't have any room for maneuver.
Zhu Yujiao suddenly understood that Wu Zheng's influence was too great, so big that others were not there, and anything in the Fengtian Palace was still inseparable from him.
In fact, Huang Daozhou and Qian Sule were wrong, and the decision to canonize Wu Zheng as the king of Wu was not a temporary cause of Zhu Yujiao or mixed with the love of children, on the contrary, Zhu Yujiao's talent in Zhengzhi was far better than that of his brother.
The life and death of the elder brother is unknown, he succeeded to the throne in a hurry, there is a strong enemy in the north, and the people in the capital are in turmoil, which can be described as internal and external troubles.
If the uneasiness soothes Wu Zheng, then his ascension to the throne may be the death knell of the Yixing Dynasty.