The night before King Jin sent his troops to the north.
Zhao Wuji received the news and said: "Now we are going north..."
Nowadays, it’s a good time to head north.
But the King of Jin still sent troops northward.
This made Zhao Wuji confused.
With King Jin's shameless pissing off, he would definitely not act so recklessly. After all, he, King Yan, is still in this chess game.
It is simply impossible to go straight to Beijing.
But he did do it.
That shows that King Jin has indeed made sufficient preparations.
"What are you preparing for..."
While Zhao Wuji was deep in thought, he heard the sound of rapid footsteps.
"My Lord, urgent report from the border!"
Zhao Wuji was startled, and suddenly his eyes were filled with coldness.
"This piece of shit!!"
Zhao Wuji slapped his palm on the table.
The person in front of him was startled. He had followed the prince for so long, but he had never seen him show such an angry look on his face.
"How dare you seek peace with foreign enemies!!"
From Zhao Wuji's point of view, this is something that is simply intolerable.
In order to conquer the world, he even hesitated to cooperate with foreign enemies and plunged the country into water and fire.
This sin cannot be forgiven!
Zhao Wuji didn't need to think about it to know that this invasion by the Northern Desert people was definitely related to the King of Jin!
"Your Majesty, we are now..."
Zhao Wuji calmed down his mind, but a moment of excitement made him feel uneasy at the moment.
He thought for a long time, but could not make up his mind.
Judging from the urgent report, this time the Northern Desert people came well-prepared, and their military strength was even greater than last time. Without Yandi's strength, it would be difficult to stop the Northern Desert people.
But if King Jin is ignored and continues like this, the world will eventually have nothing to do with him, King Yan.
At this time, Zhao Wuji was also in trouble.
One side is the big family, and the other side is the small family.
He doesn't want the mountains and rivers to fall into the hands of the enemy, and he doesn't want to change his surname again. In this world, the only surname is Zhao!
But in comparison, Zhao Wuji's choice will definitely be at the border.
King Jin had figured out what he was thinking.
But what Zhao Wuji didn't understand was how King Jin knew.
Could it be that his identity was exposed?
But from beginning to end, he never showed up, and he was always cautious. How did King Jin know this?
Zhao Wuji then summoned several confidants.
"Your Majesty, among the ministers, the great cause is even more important!"
"I think so too."
From the perspective of these confidants, it is natural that the cause is important.
Zhao Wuji remained silent, and several of his confidants seemed to have read his thoughts.
"My lord, could it be that..."
Zhao Wuji said: "The North Desert wolf is ambitious. If it is allowed to enter our mountains and rivers, it will cause serious trouble in the future. Taizu Wuer, if there is another Xixiao, it will be difficult for the world to be unified again."
Zhao Wuji deeply understood how much effort Taizu Xiang had put into making the world unite.
The people of the Northern Desert are more terrifying than the King of Jin and the imperial court.
There will never be another person like Taizu in the world.
The confidants fell silent and looked at each other, but their attitudes were already expressed in their eyes.
They care more about the big position than the temporary chaos at the border.
Then there is humanity.
"My lord, in my opinion, if you don't have a big position, you will lose everything. Instead of trying to stop the people from the Northern Desert, it's better to step in and seize the big position first, and then it won't be too late to take care of the Northern Desert people."
"My lord, think twice. If you try your best to protect the border, you will end up just making a wedding dress for others!"
"My lord, please think twice."
Zhao Wuji was now passive.
Unlike his father, he didn't have to look at the faces of the officials.
His father was so domineering back then. If he wanted to conquer Xi Xiao, he just wanted to inform all the officials. But when he came here, he couldn't say what his father said back then.
Although he is the master of the wild goose, in fact, most of the rights are not in his hands, but in the hands of these old ministers of his father.
These people came to him because they wanted to repeat Taizu's old career and regain the country.
Therefore, he, Zao Wuji, does not have the right to say anything.
In other words, in this situation, Zhao Wuji has no one to support him, so he can only follow what they say.
Zhao Wuji looked at the people in the hall. Sometimes they seemed friendly, but these people all looked like man-eating demons.
He waved his hand, but said: "You should step back first, and I will think about it later."
Everyone slowly retreated.
Only Zhao Wuji remained in the palace.
He sighed softly, but felt helpless.
Of course, he is also a rational person, and he also understands that the best way is to intervene later.
Everyone knows the reason why the snipe and the clam compete with each other to make a profit.
And now King Jin has also given this opportunity.
But Zhao Wuji could never let go of the grudge in his heart. When his father fought back these people from the Northern Desert, he built such a foundation. Now, he couldn't do it if he was asked to abandon his family and country.
After all, what flows in his body is the blood of the Zhao family!
Zhao Wuji was thinking about something at the moment, even though it was a bit fanciful.
Until night, he summoned someone.
This person was the one who found him in the first place.
He was also the secret guard beside Zhao Zhen.
"Tell me, can I, the king, fight back the Northern Desert man and then fight for the throne?"
The secret guard shook his head secretly when he heard this, but said: "Your Highness, even if Taizu is alive, he cannot do such a thing."
The candlelight illuminated Zhao Wuji's eyes.
The secret guard was startled when he saw this, and fell into a trance for a moment.
This look was the same as when Taizu conquered Xixiao. It was also so decisive, with a bit of madness, but it also had the arrogance of an emperor, as if everything in the world was in the palm of his hand.
Zhao Wuji straightened up and said, "I don't think so."
The secret guard opened his mouth. He knew that he could no longer answer the words. This was not what he should answer.
Zhao Wuji looked at him and said: "As people get older, they become less courageous? You were not so cowardly when you followed my father!"
A scolding made the old man under the mask tremble in his heart.
After a while, the secret guard came to his senses, sighed and said, "Your Highness, this servant is incompetent..."
When Zhao Wuji heard the word 'slaves', he was immediately disappointed. He probably felt that these secret guards had long lost their original bloody spirit.
But he understood that this was nothing more than a mentality that changed over time.
These old people are no longer as fearless as they were when they followed his father.
At that time, they were swords in my father's hands. After all these years, when they fell into his hands, the swords became shields.
There was a long sigh in the night.
Zhao Wuji suddenly realized that the fact that he had been the Wild Goose King behind the scenes for so long was not important in the final analysis. No matter how good the Wild Goose Land became, it had little to do with him.
They just want a name to recruit soldiers and use the blood on his body to repeat the legacy.
After all, it's just a name.
