"What?"
"Master, who are you talking about?"
"this……"
Everyone was shocked.
Your Majesty?
emperor?
But the more Liu Zheng thought about it, the more he realized it was possible. He slumped down on his chair and laughed at himself: "I'm not delusional, it's just this, this..."
He didn't even know how to explain it.
Because his guess just now was purely intuition. Because when he couldn't help but get angry, he suddenly forced himself to calm down.
He thought about it with reverse thinking.
If he is so angry, or in other words, if Yinzhou is so angry, who will be the winner?
Let yourself feel that this is the work of a night traveler, who will benefit?
then.
He came to such a terrible result.
emperor!
If there hadn't been the story that King Yong told him in Hanzhong, he would certainly not have suspected the emperor.
But now...
Qingyang Shuo looked at Liu Zheng: "Young Master seems to have something on his mind."
Liu Zheng sighed and smiled bitterly: "Why are you worried? I just find it unbelievable. The Lord of the Holy Kingdom actually plots against me, the governor of a small state. How can I face this?"
He was a little confused.
Simply tell him all the secrets of the royal family that King Yong told him in Hanzhong.
Everyone had the same attitude as Liu Zheng before, they were stunned for a while.
The battle for succession thirty-one years ago?
The prince died and the third prince Xie Xuan disappeared?
Then……
The countries in the Western Regions that broke away from the Longyan Dynasty suddenly became powerful? And eat the 500,000-strong army of Long Yan Dynasty?
Everyone heard this and gasped.
That’s half a million people!
God!
Behind these people, there are so many families, so many parents, so many wives and children involved.
However……
No one has ever heard a word about this matter, not even the people in front of me. This in itself is incredible.
How is this done?
Qingyang Shuo took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a sad tone: "In the seventh year of Pingyu, the plague was rampant, and Longyan people suffered millions of casualties. From then on, Longyan's national power weakened, and the world was separated..."
Everyone.
My heart sank, and I suddenly felt a chill running down my spine.
plague?
Is it really a plague?
Or is it that the old emperor, in order to keep his mouth shut, to prevent his defeat from being known to the world, killed people to silence him... And this silence cost millions?
ruthless!
Cruel!
While they were shocked by the old emperor's cruelty, sadness also welled up in everyone's hearts. The scene suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Are you lucky or unlucky to be born in this era?
Was he lucky or unlucky to be born into that royal family?
Qingyang Shuo thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "If that's the case, the young master's expectation must be good."
A flash of light flashed in his eyes: "The Holy One is not only eager to force the young master to enter the Western Region, but also..."
A group of people looked at him one after another.
Qingyang Shuo said calmly: "Furthermore, Your Majesty, our time is really running out!"
Liu Zheng felt his scalp numb when he heard this.
Time was running out, so he was anxious to see if Liu Zheng could conquer the Western Regions? Time is running out, so he is in a hurry to reap all the fruits? Time is running out, so he wants to leave a country without any variables for his son?
That means...
In the next stage, we will enter the old emperor, return to his glory days, and return to the period of decisive killing.
A sign of troubled times.
Is it finally starting?
Liu Zheng was suddenly excited, but also a little confused.
Troubled times...
Those who suffer are still the soldiers, the common people, and every chess piece on this huge chessboard.
Still Qin Changfeng.
Or Sikong Jing...
He suddenly fell into great contradiction, self-denial, and self-examination.
Who can he protect in this coming chaos?
Who can he fulfill?
How far can he go?
What can he change?
…
After the wedding.
It's a funeral.
The entire Yinzhou fell into an atmosphere of solemn sadness.
as expected.
The news that Sikong Jing was stabbed to death reached Hanzhong. King Yong was furious and Sikong Zhen fainted that day. The old couple, who longed for their daughter to enjoy happiness in Yinzhou, cried for seven days.
King Yong was the first to bear the brunt of the suspicion. It was the King of Shu who almost sent troops to Shu, but luckily he was stopped by everyone.
Although Qin Changfeng's approach still gave Hanzhong some psychological comfort.
But Hanzhong still criticized Yinzhou.
Liu Zheng and others can only suffer.
Blame is blame, the matter is irreversible.
Qin Changfeng personally went to Hanzhong, knelt in front of the two old men, and swore an oath: "From now on, the two old men are Changfeng's parents. Changfeng swears here that if this revenge is not avenged, Changfeng will never marry for the rest of his life!" "
The two elders helped him up with tears in his eyes.
In this era, where the husband is the guide to his wife, it is quite rare for a grown man to say this.
This feeling.
Enough to comfort two old people.
It was the day of the first seven funerals.
Someone from Jinghua is here too.
Ma Yong, the sixth-grade official responsible for thoroughly investigating Yinzhou, came with the Holy Edict.
"Cha Yinzhou?"
Liu Zheng smiled coldly, looking at this guy who was riding a big horse with a powerful posture, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"You, you, you, what are you doing? I came with the oracle!"
Mayon was startled.
Because it was not only Liu Zheng who was glaring at him at this moment, but also the people around Liu Zheng. If the assassination of Sikong Jing was just a guess a few days ago, then the people who were sent down to investigate Yinzhou immediately confirmed that this matter was probably not the work of the night traveler from the Western Regions, but the real thing. He is the current emperor!
Qin Changfeng clenched his fists and his eyes were filled with fire, wishing he could hammer Ma Yong into a meat pie with one punch.
But he still held back.
Liu Zheng sneered and replied: "Master Ma, you are just a sixth-grade person. If you want to check it, check it. Why, do you still want me to lead your horse and make stirrups for you?"
"you you you……"
Ma Yong didn't expect that Liu Zhizhou would be so strong.
He was a Beijing official, and when he came to the local area, others were extremely flattering. He felt that he had finally made it through, but he didn't expect that when he arrived in Yinzhou, he was rejected.
"Hmph, where is Liu Dahao?"
Ma Yong glared at Liu Zheng, then showed off his power and went to Yinzhou Mansion.
"Sir, I..."
Qin Changfeng was very angry.
Liu Zheng looked back at him with an apology on his face: "Changfeng, this grudge..."
Qin Changfeng hurriedly said: "Young master, everything is fate, and no one can control it at all. This is probably Changfeng's fate, and it is also Jing'er's fate...Young master must not be like this. How can you embarrass Changfeng Qing by doing this?"
Liu Zheng was also very upset.
The one who plotted against his brother's wife was actually the emperor?
How does this make him deal with it?
If you feel dissatisfied, what can you do?
Can you fight to Jinghua?
Feeling of powerlessness.
This is the true feeling of powerlessness.
Liu Zheng thought that in his attempt to capture Hanzhong this time, he had taken advantage of an old emperor and wanted him to take advantage of the Western Regions... Unexpectedly, this old guy was even more ruthless!
To be so vengeful!
Are you taking advantage of my loopholes and my psychological vulnerabilities?
good!
I will directly let your people die!
The emperor is the emperor.
So simple and crude, so treating these people as chess pieces, even trivial...
Become stronger!
For the first time, the desire to become stronger began to sprout in Liu Zheng.
In order to avenge Sikong Jing, and also to face the upcoming troubled times, he must become stronger!
The thoughts of the former happy landlords were completely different.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Go down the order and recruit troops! In half a month, we will go out to the Western Regions to rebuild the Western Regions Protectorate!"
"yes!"
Qin Changfeng was refreshed. For almost half a month, his lifeless eyes finally showed a little light.
Yinzhou.
A massive conscription began.
Before the Battle of Hanzhong, the Yinzhou Army only had 80,000 troops. After the Battle of Hanzhong, another 20,000 naval troops were recruited, bringing the total strength to 100,000.
It stands to reason.
Yinzhou, Yangzhou, and Kezhou have a total population of just over one million.
One hundred thousand soldiers is already a lot.
but……
Who makes Yinzhou rich?
conscription!
We don’t have it locally, but people from out of town want it too!
Of course, Liu Zheng is not stupid either.
The content of this conscription order announced to the world is to use troops to rebuild the Western Region Protectorate.
Since the old emperor, you want to force me, fine.
Then I will continue to follow the trend!
Let's see who is more ruthless!
If you force me to go to the Western Regions and help you fight your brothers, I will recruit troops as you wish.
Liu Zheng's goal.
Two hundred thousand soldiers were raised.
More than two hundred thousand?
Back then, all five hundred thousand were destroyed.
Two hundred thousand.
Does it sound distressing to you?
The vassal kings all over the world were shocked when they heard this.
The combat effectiveness of this Yinzhou Army is well known to everyone. If this levies enough for 200,000 yuan, is it worth it?
…
Qingzhou.
When King Wei heard the news, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief and fell into deep thought.
He was the one who knew what happened to Xie Xuan back then.
Suddenly, he smelled something unusual in this series of events.
He stood up quickly, his eyes flashing: "Could it be that he..."
he……
This time he.
Is it true that time is running out?
He suddenly became energetic and shouted: "Sima!"
"Your Majesty, I am here."
"Has the military supplies purchased from Yinzhou been put into storage?"
"Already in storage."
“Keep buying, the more the merrier!”
"You have to figure it out clearly. You can buy as much as you can. Do you understand?"
Sima was shocked: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
…
The first day of recruitment in Yinzhou.
King Yong sent a big gift.
Knowing that Liu Zheng was going to the Western Regions, he directly sent 50,000 veterans and 200,000 shi of food and grass. Frankly speaking, even Liu Zheng would not dare to think of such a great gift.
It can be seen that the death of Sikong Jing made Hanzhong extremely angry.
What he didn't expect was even more.
The King of Shu, who had just recovered from a serious illness, also sent 30,000 elite soldiers and 150,000 grain and grass! To show his innocence in this incident and his hatred for the night travelers in the Western Region.
Liu Zheng announced to the public that Sikong Jing was assassinated by a night traveler from Dawan Kingdom.
People in both places were immediately excited.
The enthusiasm for the expedition to the Western Regions was extremely high, and everyone rushed to join the army.
Since ancient times.
War is affected by hostile emotions and hostile intentions. Once upon a time, Liu Zheng believed that he would not start a war because of hostile feelings. He always adhered to the principle of "I will not attack others unless they attack me." He hopes that every war he launches in the future will be rational and motivated by hostile intentions.
But this time.
He thought the Longyan Dynasty, Liangzhou, was civilized enough, but wanted to start a war because of a strong sense of national hatred.
Realization dawned on him.
War is actually an act of passion. No matter how calculated, formulated, or precised, it cannot escape emotion, passion, and violence...
at this time.
The atmosphere in Yinzhou is like this.
The political purpose is no longer the final purpose of this war.
Their purpose is revenge, revenge!
"kill!"
"kill!"
On the training ground, the new recruits began to drill, and the atmosphere was strong.
Qingyang Shuo looked into the distance and said calmly: "Sir, Shuo doesn't know much about the Western Regions. On this trip to the Western Regions, Shuo will go with you."
"gentlemen……"
Liu Zheng was a little surprised.
Qingyang Shuo is so solemn.
Could it be that he had a premonition of something?
