Three days later, the news of the death of the legitimate son of the Wang family spread throughout Changyang.
The head of the family, Wang Long, whose eyes were cloudy from crying, entered the palace wearing a mourning scarf and holding a sword.
"Lord, I found out something." Wang Long's voice was hoarse. "It's the second son of the Zhu family who conspired with the people from the King of Grain and hired an assassin!"
Changshiro remained silent for a long time before he raised his head and spoke.
"My condolences, Master Wang. Is what you said before true?"
"Of course it's true. The people from the King of Grain have been sending people over to win over them, but I ignored them. So, they became angry and wanted to kill me, the legitimate son of the Wang family! I have a sword in my hand. If the lord agrees, I will immediately mobilize my private soldiers. , attack and kill the Zhu family!"
"Don't be impatient." Chang Shiro calmed his expression, "Within one day, I will tie up the second son of the Zhu family in front of you. At that time, you and I will interrogate him first and find out the reason for the matter."
Although a little unwilling, the Wang family has always been loyal. Wang Long, the old head of the family, nodded with red eyes.
"Wang Long, stay here. I'll have someone cook some food for you and me to drink together... I'll express my condolences and accept the change."
"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness... Wuwu."
Wang Long, who lost his legitimate son, knelt down and worshiped Chang Shiro.
Changshiro felt bitter. Although his old counselor has arranged everything, no matter what, there is still a feeling of guilt that lingers in his heart and refuses to let go for a long time.
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In Shuzhou, Chengdu.
Xu Mu was sitting in the palace with two military advisors, large and small, discussing the latest intelligence.
"Wang family?"
"Indeed. The Wang family has always supported the King of Yuzhou before. For this reason, when the King of Yuzhou led his troops to leave, they also sent out private soldiers to help them fight against the rebellious families. Now, the Wang family The legitimate son is dead, and this matter will probably be serious."
Xu Mu nodded, "The death of the Wang family's legitimate son must have something to do with the people on the Liang King's side."
Listening, Jia Zhou looked silent for a while, and finally spoke.
"My lord, have you ever thought that this is a trap set by Jiuzhi Wuwei?"
"A round?"
"Exactly. Maybe... the death of the Wang family's legitimate son was not caused by the King of Liang. Under such circumstances, doing such things can easily anger the inner city family and set them on fire."
Xu Mu understood immediately, "What Wen Long means is that one of our own people is killing his own people to use it as a plan?"
"It's just a guess, we can't rule out this possibility."
"Lord, throughout the ages, in order to compete for the world, many heroes have done whatever they can." Dongfang Jing, who was beside him, also said something.
After a long time, Xu Mu sighed.
"After this incident, the Grain King's side has entered into a situation where Jiuzhiwuwei is involved. In the future, the aristocratic families in the inner city will slowly turn their spearheads against the Grain King's forces under this situation. "
"This game is quite exciting. But I know that the people on the side of the Grain King will definitely not be simple. After guessing one or two, they will find a way to reverse the disadvantage."
"Here in Xishu, we still focus on cooperation. As I said before, it will take some time for Jiuzhiwuwei to complete this round."
After a pause, Jia Zhou changed the subject.
"This is what happened in the inner city. Next, there is the matter in Jiangnan. My lord, Yuan Song and Zuo Shiren have already issued a letter of war to each other and declared it to the world."
"So fast?"
Now, it's just late spring. Yuan Song and Zuo Shiren are about to start a war in order to compete for Kezhou. The previous one-year appointment suddenly became a joke.
"Zuo Shiren has an elite navy, so he always wanted to place the battlefield on the river. But Yuan Song did not fall for it. Instead, he set up camp on the flat land more than a hundred miles away from the river bank."
"Where are the Shanyue people?"
"Kang Zhu, the commander of Shanyue, did not go out with the army. I estimate that he will stay in Dongling. After all, there are mostly mountains and forests south of Xiangjiang River, which are very suitable for Shanyue people to fight. Since my lord transferred Meng Huo's Pingman camp to Cangzhou , Kang Zhu’s tens of thousands of mountain troops are basically setting up sentries in the east area of Cangzhou for defense.”
After thinking for a while, Xu Mu turned his head.
"Bolie, if these two fight, who do you think will win?"
Dongfang Jing hesitated for a while, "It's hard to say that the two are equally powerful. If we insist on saying that he has a better chance of winning, Zuo Shiren will have a better chance. After all, Yuan Song's north must divide its troops to guard against the King of Yuzhou. Moreover, even Dong Laidi General Shentu Guan was sent to guard the north."
"Although Zuo Shiren has to be on guard against our lord here, we have the advantage of the Shanyue people. In addition, the Dongling Army has the power to defeat Cangzhou, so we have a slight upper hand."
"Intelligence from the Night Owl Group says that Zhao You of Kezhou... has already dragged his family and is preparing to leave Kezhou. If Huang Daochong is here, he may be able to stabilize this situation. But Zhao You can't."
In troubled times, weak countries have no diplomacy. Even if all means are used, Kezhou today is just the lucky draw between two tigers competing for food. What's even more frustrating is that when two tigers want to fight, they come into their own home to fight.
"Zhao You sent someone earlier to ask if he could go to Western Shu to avoid trouble?"
"Of course not." Xu Mu shook his head. There is no so-called big aristocratic family in Xishu. Once Zhao You comes and opens this door, more aristocratic families will inevitably come after him.
At that time, class antagonism will suddenly form. All your hard work for so long will come to nothing.
"I have already refused on behalf of my lord." Jia Zhou nodded, "My path to Xishu has always been to put the people first. Being able to get to this point proves how wise my lord's original decision was."
"Wen Long, Bo Lie, we will just wait and see how the situation changes."
It is not wise to send troops at this time. Although it is unlikely that the fisherman will benefit, he can only deal with the affairs of the Grain King and the Western Region by preserving his strength.
…
"You are Zhu Rong!"
Outside the imperial palace, a frightened young man, covered in blood, knelt down and begged for mercy. Many heads of aristocratic families, as well as the sons of aristocratic families who were watching, had different expressions for a while.
"You are so brave, you dare to hire an assassin to kill the legitimate son of the Wang family!"
The young man's face was full of fear, and he kept knocking his head on the imperial road until his face was covered with blood.
"Of course we understand that a fool like you is not brave enough. Who taught you this?" Chang Shiro stood coldly, with no hesitation in his expression.
The young man cried bitterly and raised his head. He didn't know how to reply. He just looked around, but suddenly his face became stern. With trembling hands, he pointed forward like a madman.
Everyone followed his fingers and saw that the position he pointed at was the direction of Lao Zhongde. Behind old Zhongde, there was also a sturdy guard standing.
"Zhu Rong, you mean, Lao Zhongde taught you?" Chang Shiro smiled.
The old counselor stood steadily, his face calm.
"The guards behind him, the guards behind him, came to teach me how to do this!" Zhu Rong began to yell.
Many aristocratic families present had expressionless faces.
Especially the Wang family, they only glanced at the direction they pointed in and made no further moves.
"Everyone, this guard is a member of my clan." The old counselor smiled and said, "In other words, what Zhu Rong means is that I, Liu Zhongde, secretly murdered the legitimate son of the Wang family."
"Wang Long, you want to avenge your son, what are you waiting for?"
Listening to this, the head of the Wang family looked horrified, "I can still tell the difference between a military advisor joking and a stupid slanderous plot."
The other aristocratic families who were watching also nodded silently.
"Are you going to tell me?" Wang Long drew a knife from the side and asked angrily.
The Zhu family has been surrounded by troops. The second son of the Zhu family in front of him must be killed for revenge.
"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, it's none of my business—"
Wang Long was extremely angry. Although he was old, he still held the knife steadily. He roared and struck Zhu Rong to death in a pool of blood after several blows.
Tsuneshiro turned around silently.
Liu Zhongde still stood calmly, motionless for a long time, letting the wind ruffle his gray hair.
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