Because of his status as a noble man, he didn't have to take risks. He took risks alone and snatched back the Hulao Pass that was about to be lost from the rebels. His neatness when capturing Jiang Xin, and his calm response when faced with an assassination. When the rebels launched a large-scale attack on the city, he personally supervised the battle in Guancheng and personally beheaded two military attaches who were disadvantaged in the battle.
The most important thing is to have the courage to delegate power and hand over Hulao Pass and even his own life and death to a low-level military attache who also has slightly less qualifications and does not even have experience in commanding the overall situation. In place, but never offside. Once you make up your mind, you will never hesitate. It is hard to believe that all of this was done by a young man who was only eighteen years old and had just entered the battlefield.
Although he has been a foreign official, he has not had much contact with the prince of this dynasty. But he had heard of some things about the prince of this dynasty. Among those princes who were either too high-minded or extremely dissolute, the King of England, at least in front of him, did not stand out from the crowd. And the things he did were obviously not intentional.
Zhao Wushu is a famous thorn in the Xiaoqi camp. In such a short period of time, he was submissive and submissive. The three thousand garrison troops at Hulao Pass and nearly a hundred civil and military officials of rank nine or above were all manipulated by him into submission within a few days. No one dared to object to his appointment of a captain to command the three thousand soldiers at Hulao Pass.
Even if there is a reason for the incident, the King of England's methods and scheming are not ordinary. You have the scheming and the means, and the most important thing is that you are open-minded enough. If you can accommodate things, you can even tolerate people. Zhao Wuye contradicted him almost directly. Instead of blaming him, he took the initiative to admit his mistakes. How can ordinary people have such a magnanimity?
Looking at the back of Huang Qiong who had arrived at King Jing's side and was dismounting. I remembered the letter from my old friend in Beijing before I set off. An idea suddenly arose in the adults' minds. If the King of England really dared to ask for orders for the people as his old friend said in his letter, even the clan would dare to scold him. If this person can inherit the throne, it may be a blessing to the people of the world.
Thinking of this, the commander in the capital hurriedly shook his head and expelled these thoughts from his mind. Are you kidding me? I am tired of living. How can I intervene in the emperor's appointment of a heir apparent? It would be better for him to focus his attention on the current war. If you continue to think wildly, you will only cause trouble for yourself.
It's just that once some things take root in the mind, how can they be easily forgotten regardless of whether they are thought about or not? Huang Qiong naturally didn't know the random thoughts in Commander Yu Du's mind behind him. Huang Qiong, who had rushed to King Jing's side at this time, felt an ominous premonition when looking at King Jing's pale face with almost no trace of blood, but a hint of black energy.
After seeing Huang Qiong's expression of shock, he dismounted and hurried over to him. King Jing said weakly: "Ninth brother, I've finally waited for you. I originally thought you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect that you would still come to see the second brother off on his last journey. Now that you are here to see the second brother on his way, the second brother is really I am very contented. You are right, since I have reached this point, there is no need to drag so many people to accompany me to death."
At this point, King Jing stopped to take a breath before continuing: "Ninth brother, I have already started to help you get rid of those stubborn people. As for the other people, you should have a pardon letter from the emperor. As long as With the pardon letter in hand and the prestigious reputation of Xiaoqi Camp, there should be few people who will resist. As for our cousin, he doesn’t have the courage."
Looking at King Jing's pale face and hearing those words that sounded like his last words, Huang Qiong already understood what his second brother's final decision was. And as if to verify what Huang Qiong had thought, after King Jing finished speaking these words, a trace of black blood overflowed from his mouth. Although his personal eunuch wiped him clean immediately, Huang Qiong could still see clearly.
Seeing Huang Qiong looking at the black blood around his mouth, he remained silent and said nothing. King Jing smiled miserably and said: "Maybe it's because people who are about to die can also speak kindly. I thought about what you said yesterday for a long time, and I still think it makes sense. Although I am reluctant, I also know that this matter There is no room for recovery.”
"These people under my command are very different from the Cavalry Battalion you command. The soldiers are not as good as the generals. If I insist on going my own way, I will only cause more people to die for me. I am a dying person, so why bother? Many? So after a night of consideration, I decided to follow the good path."
"In my entire life, the only one who can change my mind is my ninth brother. Once I made up my mind before, neither my father nor my mother could make me change my mind. This change of mind is the first in my life. The first time, I’m afraid it’s also the last time, and I believe it’s also the most correct one.”
After saying that, King Jing raised his right hand high with all his strength. And following his action, the rebel soldiers behind him, under the command of a military attaché, all dropped their weapons and knelt down. Seeing this movement of the rebels, Huang Qiong knew that King Jing had listened to his last words yesterday. But he let others go, but had no intention of letting himself go.
Perhaps sensing Huang Qiong's thoughts, he turned around and looked at the kneeling soldiers behind him. King Jing's hands were clenched and deformed in pain, but there was a hint of smile on his face as he said: "Ninth brother, you guessed it right. I had taken the poison before coming, and now it has started to take effect. I am this person He has many faults and is very greedy. But he has one advantage, that is, he never breaks his promise."
Having said that, he could no longer bear the pain caused by the poison in his body, and King Jing was about to collapse as soon as his body became weak. With quick eyes and quick hands, Huang Qiong pushed away the eunuch beside him who wanted to help him. He held King Jing in his arms and said eagerly: "Second brother, why do you have to do this?"
"My little brother said that he would fight to the death to ensure that you enter the capital safely, and he will explain all this to his father personally, and he will do what he said. It's not that you don't know what your father is like. As long as you explain it, your father will not do anything to you. Yes. Why do you have to go to this desperate situation? Do you really want to give up your second sister-in-law and how many children you have? "
Looking at the anxious Huang Qiong, King Jing, who was lying in Huang Qiong's arms, smiled bitterly and said, "It is precisely because he knows so much about my father's character that my second brother cannot come to the capital. Even if my father knows that I have suffered a huge blow, It’s a grievance, but in order not to cause turmoil in the court, he would also imprison me when there were some things that couldn’t be explained clearly.”
"Your second brother cannot live a life where he can only face four high walls all day long, nor can he endure it. It is better to die than to live and be humiliated. As for your sister-in-law and children, there are nine If my younger brother takes care of me, why should I worry? If my ninth younger brother also breaks his promise, my second brother can only blame himself for mistaking the wrong person."
After saying these words, King Jing suddenly used all his strength to hold Huang Qiong's hand tightly. The strength was so strong that Huang Qiong's hand clenched loudly: "Ninth brother, you must fight. The eldest brother, me, and the third brother all fell this time. Who can compete with him now?" There is only one of you. If he inherits the throne, your second brother, I will really die in peace."
With these few words, King Jing almost exhausted all his strength. After finishing speaking, he breathed for a long time before continuing: "Ninth brother, second brother, I want to ask you one last thing. After you see my father, say sorry to him for me. Please forgive me for being an unfilial son. I am buried next to my mother. My second brother did not fulfill his filial piety when he was alive. After he dies, let me fulfill my filial piety by my mother's side."
After saying that, Jing Wangqiang struggled to stand up. With Huang Qiong's support, he knelt down towards the capital. After one, two, or three kowtows, the second prince looked in the direction of the capital and said in a voice that only Huang Qiong could hear: "If there is an afterlife, I would rather be a beggar than beg for food on the street. Tuo Sheng lives in an emperor's family who has no family ties at all."
After the words fell, King Jing's head, which had always been held high, gradually dropped. Only those wide-open eyes were facing the direction of the capital. Huang Qiong sighed for a long time while holding King Jing in his arms, who was no longer breathing. After closing King Jing's unblinking eyes with his own hands, he waved his hand to the generals of the Xiaoqi camp who had rushed behind him, indicating that they could disarm the rebels.
And he himself just held King Jing's body in his arms and never let go. Even when Liu Hu and Wang Dalong came over and wanted to take over, he didn't agree. He just said to Zhao Wuhe: "Go to that colleague and ask him to find a good coffin for me in the shortest time. If he can't handle this errand, he can pay for it himself." Resign."
Huang Qiong did this not for the emperor or the soldiers of the Xiaoqi camp present. It's a sadness that comes from the heart. At the same time, it also feels like a rabbit is dead and a fox is sad. Thinking about where I am today, whether intentionally or unintentionally, I have participated in this vortex. If one day he fails, that person may not even reward him with a thin-skinned coffin.
After hearing Huang Qiong's instructions, Zhao Wushu didn't dare to delay. He quietly called for a guard and gave a few simple instructions. Then he said to Huang Qiong: "Master, the matter is over here. There is a bit of chaos here now. Why don't you go back to the pass and take a rest? After all the rebels here have disarmed, you can talk about other things."
In response to Zhao Wushan's request, Huang Qiong shook his head and said: "Before King Jing is buried, I will not go anywhere. I will just wait here. He is the prince of the dynasty and my brother. No matter what he did No one except my father has the right to deal with him. Before my father issues an imperial edict, I will not allow anyone to do anything to him. Not even if he is alive, not even if he is dead."
Having said this, Huang Qiong thought about it for a while and then said to Zhao Wuhai: "It doesn't matter. After King Jing's burial is completed, you can immediately select a hundred veterans. Remember, they must be loyal and reliable veterans, and do not do anything in the pass. Due to the delay, immediately escort King Jing's body back to the capital. Remember, you must ensure that King Jing's body is safely delivered to the capital and handed over to my father."
"Please rest assured, Master, I will remember it. I will immediately arrange manpower to ensure that King Jing's body is safely escorted to the capital. Your lord, you don't have to worry about the soldiers of our Xiaoqi camp. They are all real hot-blooded men. That kind of toy You can never do anything scheming." In response to Huang Qiong's instructions, Zhao Wushu nodded.
Regarding Zhao Wushan's promise, Huang Qiong nodded and said nothing. Huang Qiong is still relieved that Zhao Wushu is doing things. This person has a stable temperament and rich practical experience. The most important thing, and what Huang Qiong most agrees with, is that his heart is right. Now that he has joined his disciples again, if this person cannot be trusted, then there is no one worthy of his trust.
Maybe he had learned the lesson from last time, or maybe he was frightened by Huang Qiong's words asking him to resign. This time, the colleague who always failed to grasp the key points finally became more reliable in his work. In less than two sticks of incense, he brought a fine Liuzhou coffin, a full set of bedding for the burial and the undertaker, and rushed over panting.
