In the violent storm, Lu Jia spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
In the manor outside Panyu City, Zhao Wengu stood in front of the independent window, looking at the pouring rain outside with blurred eyes...
The arrival of the heavy rain directly completed her plan ahead of schedule.
After the heavy rain, the rice fields all over the mountains and plains outside Panyu City were completely gone.
And that's not all. After heavy rain, all traffic outside Panyu City will be blocked for three to four days.
After ten days, even if they reacted, the food would already be in desperate need.
How can you eat rice that has sprouted?
The famine in Lingnan has been doomed. Zhao Wengu and the others have already made a lot of money in this carnival feast.
The entire South Vietnam has been pushed into the bottomless abyss by them.
Everything that follows will be a matter of course, and only Dai Guo's massive sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes can save the people of Lingnan.
The sky is huge and the food is the biggest!
Next, the outcome of the war has been determined.
So what if Zhao Tuo and the others win?
They still have to face those hungry people who are waiting for food. This is a losing battle. The entire South Vietnam country can already be declared subjugated...
As the most powerful among the three Lingnan Kingdoms, Nanyue is gone, and the remaining Minyue and Dongou are not afraid at all.
What's more, at this time, Fujian, Guangdong and Dongou are actually in trouble.
Zhao Wengu still has the last two cards in his hand. After these two cards are revealed, the entire Lingnan Three Kingdoms will no longer have any chance of winning.
It was obvious that victory was within easy reach, but she couldn't be happy no matter what.
"Tell the king about our situation here by flying pigeon, so the king can start to recover South Vietnam!"
Zhao Wengu said to Mr. Qin in a low voice.
"General manager, you seem a little unhappy..."
Mr. Qin asked softly.
"Why don't you? We are both guilty. I am afraid that countless people will die because of us soon. What is pitiful is that they will not know who killed them until they die..."
Zhao Wen smiled bitterly, and then silently closed the window, blocking out all the wind and rain outside the window.
Five days later, Liu Deng, who was in Jinyang City, finally received all the news.
"Go and invite the Prime Minister to me!"
Liu Deng hesitated for a moment, and then ordered Shunzi.
The death of King Changsha was so sudden that it disrupted all Liu Deng's plans.
Things always change as planned. At this time, Liu Deng was also a little hesitant.
It seems that autumn is coming soon, although the negotiations between the Han Dynasty and the Huns are now nearing completion.
Logically speaking, there should be no more Huns invasion this winter, but this is not the first time that the Han and Huns have experienced negotiations.
The breaking of covenants has happened seventeen or eighteen times in Emperor Wen's dynasty alone.
Going back on one's word seems to be the Huns' patent, and Liu Deng had to consider the worst outcome.
Conquering South Vietnam requires a man of weight to preside over everything.
The most suitable candidate for the court is naturally Liu Deng. After all, on the one hand, Liu Deng has invested a lot of energy, manpower and material resources in the early stage. Now, replacing someone at this time is simply picking peaches.
On the other hand, except for Liu Deng, the men he ambushed would not be at their mercy.
But if you want to go south to Lingnan, all matters in this country will be left to Feng Jing to handle.
It's easy to talk about other things, but once the Huns invade, I'm afraid Feng Jing alone won't be able to take care of it.
The journey is so long that even flying pigeons to deliver the message would take three to five days.
In addition to the time spent on the road, even if Liu Deng rushed back as soon as he received the news, there would be nearly ten days of blank time in between.
This is risking the lives of the people of Dai Kingdom. Liu Deng is really a little undecided whether he should continue or not.
"Your Majesty, what do you want from me?"
There was not much time, and Feng Jing rushed over in a hurry.
"I really have an important matter here. Mr. Prime Minister, please take a look at this first!"
Liu Deng took a deep breath and handed over the letter in his hand.
After reading the above content, Feng Jing's expression suddenly changed.
"Your Majesty, is this news reliable?"
Feng Jing's face was full of disbelief.
The food harvest in South Vietnam has ended!
How is this possible?
The South Vietnam Kingdom is also very vast. Even if a certain city is hit by a famine, other cities should not be affected so much.
"This news is absolutely true, and this is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster!"
Liu Deng hesitated for a moment, then considered his words.
"Man-made disaster?"
Now Feng Jing became even more curious. What kind of man-made disaster could cause a country's food harvest to end?
"You don't have to know this, you just need to know the news!"
Liu Deng hesitated for a moment. The fewer people who knew about this matter so far, the better.
Although Feng Jing is now the Prime Minister of Dai, the problem is that what he did was too sinister.
Liu Deng didn't want Zhao Wengu to be infamous so quickly. After all, all of this was actually his instruction, and Zhao Wengu and the others were just executing it.
Hearing what Liu Deng said, Feng Jing quickly understood.
Use the known to deduce the unknown, plus Liu Deng told him about Zhao Wengu and the others before, the next thing will be simple.
Although I don't know what kind of methods they used, this matter was indeed a God-given opportunity for the Han Dynasty.
"If this news is true, this is the opportunity God has given me for the Han Dynasty!"
Feng Jing's eyes suddenly lit up.
After all, he was a censor, and he could still distinguish between the interests of family and country.
"Does the Prime Minister think so too?"
Liu Deng took a deep look at Feng Jing.
"Your Majesty, although this is a great achievement, I have something I don't know whether to say or not..."
Feng Jing hesitated for a moment and then said.
"Master Prime Minister, if you have something to say, it doesn't hurt to say it!"
Liu Deng smiled slightly and then said.
"Your Majesty, if this matter falls on someone else, it is of course a great achievement that will shock the past and the present. But if it falls on your head, I am afraid it will be a life-threatening talisman..."
Feng Jing smiled bitterly, and then said meaningfully.
It's really funny to say that the kings of other families are trying to make meritorious deeds.
But the king he serves is only in his weak years until now.
But unfortunately, we are about to reach the point where there is no reward and no reward...
After hearing Feng Jing's words, Liu Deng was also stunned.
He really hadn't thought about this...
