"Father, do we really have no way out now?"
After sending away the Lu family's disciples, Lu Zhuo came to Lu Jia again and asked in a low voice.
"Looking at the general trend of the world, if we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide. Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, the country has been stable. In addition, the military strength in the past two years has been rare in the past century. How can South Vietnam be able to compare with it? Now I, Lu, One city is against a country, do you think you really have a chance of winning?"
When Lu Jia said this, his originally straight body suddenly became rickety.
"Then you..."
Lu Zhuo looked at him with some confusion. Why did he do this even though he knew he was defeated?
"After all, I am the Prime Minister of South Vietnam and the patriarch of the Lu family. At this time, even if we are defeated, we should have some dignity! But, it is very absurd to say that our only chance of survival now is actually On those Huns..."
When Lu Jia said this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.
He usually kept his eyes high and asked himself that he was not inferior to the heroes of the world, but he never expected that in the end, whether the Lu family could turn the corner into safety would end up falling on those barbarians...
This is really a great irony!
"Father, do you think those Han people can really fight on two fronts?"
Unlike his brother, Lu Zhuo had never left South Vietnam, so it was difficult to imagine the power of the Han Dynasty.
"This is not a father. If our Lu family can survive this difficulty this time, you can go out on a study tour!"
Looking at his innocent son, Lu Jia had a wry smile on his face. This is how a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.
"Father, was the Han Dynasty really that powerful?"
Lu Zhuo was stunned for a moment and reacted immediately.
"A mere Changsha Kingdom and Wu Kingdom, two vassal states, have already overwhelmed us. How powerful do you think the Han Dynasty is, which can control seven kingdoms at the same time?"
Lu Jia smiled self-deprecatingly, then pointed to the bookshelf next to him and motioned for his son to come over and get those bamboo slips.
"These bamboo slips were collected by us during this period. If you take them and read the response measures of the Han Dynasty during the Six Kingdoms Rebellion, you will understand how powerful the Han Dynasty is today! Hundreds of thousands of rebels forced their way The land was beaten to pieces by them, and I'm afraid South Vietnam will be in trouble this time..."
Although as the prime minister of South Vietnam, these words should not have been spoken by the Lu family, but the more he delayed at this moment, the more he felt that he could not see the situation clearly.
"promise!"
Although Lu Zhuo still felt a little disdainful, he did not dare to disobey Lu Jia anymore.
The sky slowly turned dark. Outside Panyu City, Zhao Wengu finally felt calm after watching the battle report coming from Jinyang City.
"Go get a bottle of wine, and some side dishes too!"
After putting down the battle report in his hand, Zhao Wengu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Any happy news? Boss, you don't drink on weekdays!"
The attendant next to him said softly.
"The king has won, the north has been pacified, and it's time for South Vietnam to be pacified as well!"
Zhao Wengu had an obvious smile on his face.
"The king has won? Then it's really time to celebrate!"
These followers have followed Zhao Wengu all over the world over the years. Generally speaking, Zhao Wengu would not hide the news from them unless it was particularly important.
These people are all natives of Jinyang, and all of them are sons of good families who have been carefully selected and are loyal to Liu Deng.
Now that they heard that Liu Deng had won another battle, everyone naturally cheered.
"I will write a letter later and you will send someone to Lord Zhou's military camp. As long as the elites of his Lu family dare to transfer to Cangwu City, this city of Panyu will be transformed!"
After the entourage put the food and wine on the table, Zhao Wengu poured himself a glass of wine and suddenly said.
"promise!"
After a few followers responded, they came over with pens and papers, put them aside and exited the room.
Lonely mountain, humble house.
Drinking alone against the moon always makes people feel a little inexplicably melancholy.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine had already made Zhao Wengu feel drunk.
Looking at the dimly lit Panyu City in the distance, Zhao Wengu's face showed neither sadness nor joy.
"Even if there are all kinds of sins, I am willing to bear them with all my strength. I just hope there will be no more wars in this world..."
With the large network left behind by Zhang Shisan, and the intelligence network paved by Zhao Wengu at all costs, no one knows the situation in the entire Lingnan Three Kingdoms better than her.
But many times, the more you know, the more guilt you will feel.
Just like now, as soon as Zhao Wengu closed his eyes, he could hear the wails of countless injustice souls.
Although their original lives may not be that happy, at least they can still live.
However, since she started the Lingnan layout, although she has deliberately wanted to let go of those people living at the bottom, how can the eggs be completed after the nest is overturned?
The originally fragile economic system collapsed under her almost brutal and brutal plunder.
When a country's economic system collapses, the innocent people living at the bottom naturally become the first victims.
Countless South Vietnamese people were displaced, countless small craftsmen, and the accumulation of several generations disappeared in a matter of months.
Half a life's hard work was wasted. I don't know how many people jumped into the rolling river after drinking the last jar of wine at home.
Whether it was his intention or not, this still filled Zhao Wengu's heart with guilt.
It's just that guilt is one thing, but she can only grit her teeth and do what she needs to do.
Fortunately, all this is coming to an end soon...
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"You really don't want to go back with me?"
It's almost Yuan Day, and the cleanup work on the battlefield has been completed.
After such a big victory, even though it was a tragic victory, it was customary for the meritorious soldiers to be rewarded in the palace.
Originally, King Liang thought that Liu Deng would go back with him, but unexpectedly, Liu Deng actually planned to go back to Jinyang directly.
"Uncle Wang, you have to see that so many soldiers died in this battle, plus the later pensions and preparations for the construction of the new city, the affairs are complicated, so I will not return to Chang'an!"
Liu Deng forced a smile on his face and said reluctantly.
"You kid...I really can't understand you!"
King Liang smiled bitterly and looked at Liu Deng helplessly.
"I just want to do something for these fallen soldiers. I think Your Majesty should be able to understand!"
Liu Deng smiled, but didn't explain much.
"I've made arrangements to go to His Majesty's place, but if you don't go, I'm afraid someone will start gossiping again!"
"Uncle Wang, I have already divorced my country, why should I be afraid of gossip?"
"That's right! You're such a weirdo! If my ineffective evildoers were half as good as yours, I'd have to burn incense!"
Looking at Liu Deng's young face, Prince Liang was speechless for a while.
"Actually, it's not as good as you think. I just want to send these soldiers home..."
