Fu Jian was stunned and speechless for a long time. After a long time, he shook his head in disbelief and said: "I didn't expect Fu Deng to have such ability. Gu Zhen is a little... Free serialization. This guy is not only brave but also knows how to be patient. He can win people's hearts and even use power and tactics, so only such a person can deal with Yao Chang!"
Yin Wei said calmly: "Fu Deng is cruel. Even if he can gain the upper hand for a while, I don't think he can defeat my lord. Now Guanzhong has suffered from years of war and is in dilapidated condition. The people are longing for a stable and peaceful life. Fu Deng is here Raising an army at this time is unpopular, so he must wait for you to die before he can take up the banner of revenge for you and win the support of as many people as possible."
Fu Jian's eyes sparkled: "So Yao Chang wants me to pass on his jade seal, or give in to him. In this way, Fu Deng's reason for raising an army will be eliminated, right?"
Yin Wei sighed: "Yes, that's it. King of Heaven, if you take the initiative to give up power to my lord, there will be no need for revenge. In order to show his generosity and righteousness, my lord will also let you live, just like You do the same to those monarchs who brought about the destruction of your country.”
Fu Jian gritted his teeth and said: "I will definitely not let this Qiang thief succeed. Mr. Yin, when you come to tell me this today, do you want to remind me to commit suicide? Why do you do this? You can't repay me, and you are also doing right. Your current master’s betrayal, after all, you are now Yao Chang’s subordinate.”
Yin Wei said solemnly: "A wise minister chooses to serve and follow his lord because I have no other choice. But I don't think he is the one who can bring peace to the world in this troubled world. If he uses too many scheming tricks, he will surely be defeated." I can't bet the fate of my family on him, so I will continue to observe in this troubled world for a while. The king of heaven once treated the people of the world benevolently and righteously. You should not suffer this kind of humiliation after the country is broken. Let's You can choose your own ending with dignity, which is the only thing I can do for you."
Fu Jian laughed and stood up: "Very good, Yin Wei, you are a smart person and should be able to have your own future. Today, I will use my head to achieve your merits. If we are destined to be together in the next life, I hope we can To be able to truly become friends.”
As he spoke, he turned to the back of the statue. A three-foot white silk ribbon was already in his hand.
Yin Wei leaned on the ground and said loudly: "Send the King off on his way!"
He spoke the Qiang language, and even the people outside could hear it clearly. Fu Shen burst into tears and shouted: "Father, my son, please take a step first!" As he said this, he put his sword across his neck and made a sharp blow. La, blood flowed heavily, and his body collapsed to the ground. This child, less than ten years old, chose the most standard and heroic way to die as a soldier. Even the Qiang soldiers were dejected. I don’t know why. Someone shouted: "King of heaven, go on your way with peace of mind!"
Immediately afterwards, all the Qiang soldiers dismounted from their saddles, knelt down and cried bitterly. Even though they were enemies now, these people had all received Fu Jian's kindness and benefits when he ruled the world. Now that they heard that Fu Jian was about to die, they Why don't you cry and burst into tears? Even Wu Zhong, the general who led the team, stood with his sword on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and said loudly: "King of Heaven, go on the journey with peace of mind!" s3();
Bai Ling was hung on the main beam of the shrine. Fu Jian stepped on the little horse that Mrs. Zhang had just kicked down and put his head into the trap. He turned and glanced at Mrs. Zhang and his two daughters. Their The corpses were just hanging in the air, swaying in the wind, with their long hair covering their faces to prevent others from seeing the tragic look of their eyes and tongues sticking out when they were hanged. Even if they died, as women, , and don’t want the image to be too ugly.
Fu Jian sighed in his heart. In front of his eyes, scenes from the past emerged. He seemed to have seen that year, when he led his army to fight Huan Wen outside Chang'an City. Calling his name, at that moment, for the first time, he felt the feeling of being above everyone and being worshiped by countless people.
As soon as the scene changed, he saw himself holding the head of the tyrant Fu Sheng in his hand, standing on the top of the Chang'an Palace City, shouting to the dark soldiers below the city: "The tyrant Fu Sheng has been killed by us. Those who let go of war will not be questioned!" Thousands of soldiers and civilians burst into cheers. Almost every soldier and civilian who was so frightened by Fu Sheng's tyranny that they dared not take a breath all began to dance without emotion. He shouted: "Long live the King of East China Sea (Fu Jian's title at the time), long live the King of East China Sea!" At that moment, he felt that he had truly become an emperor for the first time.
The scene turned again, and Fu Jian seemed to see his first encounter with Wang Meng. It was in the Liangyi Palace. Wang Meng, a Han strategist who was recommended by Lu Polou, the father of Lu Guang, the minister at the time. While scratching the fleas on his body, he discussed the past and present, and described the way to govern the country and bring peace to the world.
I thought it was just another rotten Han scholar who came to seek an official position, so I didn't pay much attention to it at first. However, I didn't expect that this man, who smelled all over his body and had fleas visible to the naked eye, would talk about good policies for governing the country, every sentence. The evils of the times make sense, but they have such ingenious ways to deal with them. Unknowingly, it is getting late, and we light candles and talk at night until the dawn breaks. For three days and three nights, the image of that ordinary Han man has changed. Being so tall, Fu Jian seemed to see himself holding Wang Meng's hand excitedly: "I finally got Zhuge Liang!"
The scene turned again, and Fu Jian saw himself standing in front of the huge sand table of mountains and rivers in front of the Taiji Palace, looking at the flag of the former Qin Dynasty, and visiting all the powerful enemy countries in Guandong, Daibei, Ganliang, and Bashu. , in front of his iron army that dominates the world, they are reduced to ashes. He sees himself laughing proudly, while behind him, Wang Meng, who is facing F, has a worried look on his face. In the congratulations of a group of ministers, his voice is low and special. : "Your Majesty, all this will eventually turn into dust. Your danger lies within your country, not your foreign enemies!"
Fu Jian closed his eyes in pain. He seemed to see Wang Meng on the bed. He was almost speechless, but he still held his hand and said with the last bit of strength: "King of Heaven, ten thousand, ten thousand Don't march south, your, your enemies are Murong Chui, Yao Chang, please..." As he spoke, his head suddenly tilted, and he died, and he cried out sadly: "Jing Lue!"
Fu Jian's memories became blurry as tears filled his eyes. He kicked his feet hard, and the bed under his feet fell over. A huge force suddenly surrounded his neck, and he could no longer speak, unable to speak. He was angry, and around him, countless souls, enemies, friends, and people seemed to appear, all covered in blood and silent.
