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Chapter 65 Who deserves it?(1/2)

Chapter 65 Who deserves the sin?

Luan Gu did not answer, and Han Wuji explained: "That is a crossbow, a kind of city guarding equipment. It was just invented last year. This is the defensive equipment installed when the Zhao private soldiers were camping. Now the Wu Palace is guarded by the Zhao private soldiers, so they brought this thing over."

Sun Zhou smiled: "Wuzi is very cautious!"

Luan Gu laughed and agreed: "Yes, Xiao Wu was attacked once and was scared. He was extremely cautious when camping. I heard that he even gave the soldiers shovels and asked the soldiers to dig trenches when camping... Fortunately, it was in Wu Palace, with palace walls blocking it. If it were in the wild, Wu Zi would definitely order his private soldiers to dig the hills and valleys outside the camp."

Regarding Luan Gu's ridicule, Sun Zhou responded: "Wu Zi is so cautious in doing things, so I can sleep peacefully tonight."

After saying that, Sun Zhou turned around and returned to the bedroom. Behind him, Luan Gang smiled self-deprecatingly. He looked at Han Wuji and planned to explain a few words, but found that Han Wuji didn't care at all. He looked at Zhao Bing with interest to appease the war dog and assigned patrol routes. Luan Gang was stunned and curiously studied the behavior of Zhao's private soldiers.

The next day, on the first day of the second month, Duke Dao officially entered the palace city and began to deal with state affairs. But he still stayed in Wu Palace at night.

At the same time, the Chu State's offensives were one after another, and the Song State was in a row under the offensive of Chu State.

There is a saying in the Spring and Autumn Period that "Zheng Zhao and Song Deaf", which means: Zheng State is good at listening to other people's opinions and is prone to surrender, while Song State does not listen to other people's opinions and is unswervingly unyieldingly unyieldingly, making it difficult to do diplomatic work in Song State.

Because the people of Zheng are smart, when all countries compete for hegemony, they like to take the people of Zheng as their preferred target for invasion. The people of Zheng do listen to the truth. Once they are invaded, they surrender and "recruitment" on powerful countries. Therefore, the army that invaded them will never return empty-handed. Therefore, all major powers like Zheng very much and do not like Song people. Because of this love, Zheng suffered an invasion twice a year on average.

Correspondingly, the Song people were stubborn. Even if they were besieged by the Chu people for nine months, the city had reached the point of "eating children and eating, dividing their bones to cook" (exchanging children to eat, using human bones to make firewood). However, the Song people would rather destroy the country than sign the "All under the city". In the end, they were only willing to sign an equal peace agreement with "I have no deception, no self to worry". Therefore, the Song people were deeply hated by the powerful country. If they had no choice, the strong country was generally unwilling to invade Song to achieve the goal of dominance.

Because of this national habit, Zheng State was invaded twice a year on average, and Song State was invaded once a year on average.

The Chu State is now sieging the stubborn Song State and insisting on it, which shows that the Chu people are already anxious and have reached the point of burning their boats.

However, at this time, the overlord Jin State had no time to take into account the life and death of his stubborn allies. Shortly after the appointment of the eight ministers of Jin State, the talented Wei Xiang, died at the first dynasty meeting. His death disrupted Duke Mo's checks and balances plan, and also caused him to stop in the middle of the first dynasty meeting when he took office. The ministers and ministers all expressed that they would go to Wei to attend Wei Xiang's funeral.

Zhao Wu finally walked out of the Wu Palace. He arranged patrol and on duty. When he walked out of the Wu Palace, the nobles and officials had gone without a trace, and only Han Qi was still with him. Zhao Wu stretched at the gate of the Wu Palace. At this time, there were only Zhao warriors on duty on duty and the monarch armored soldiers under his jurisdiction.

Han Qi asked: "Are you planning to go to Wei to attend the funeral by yourself or send a representative of the retainers - but I advise you to go by yourself. Do you know what are you going to discuss in private this time when the ministers and officials gathered in Wei?"

"No matter what it is," Zhao Wu replied lazily: "I have been out for a year and haven't seen my son yet. I want to go home and take the child."

Han Qi sighed: "Well, you don't want to know - I will accompany you to Zhao Cheng."

Zhao Wu was a little moved: "Since Brother Ah Qi said this gathering of ministers is so important, why don't you go..."

Han Qi interrupted Zhao Wu: "There is my father above and my brother Han Wuji below. What's my point of going? Why not accompany you to Zhaocheng..."

As he was talking, a guy who looked like a samurai slowly approached the gate of the Wu Palace - the one who had quietly passed the message to Zhao Wu and talked about Miss Shan. He had actually been looking at this place in the corner just now. Maybe he saw that Zhao Wu and Han Qi were always separated, so he had no choice but to come forward to say hello.

When Han Qi saw this person walking in, his eyes narrowed: "The samurai from the Que family came to the people around him. I recognize him - after the Xinjun ascended the throne, the marshal did not stop pursuing the Sanke family's people. He actually dared to walk in Shinta Castle in broad daylight, so bold!"

Zhao Wu waved to the man: "Come on, everyone on both sides is mine. This is my best friend Han Qi, come up and talk."

Han Qi stared at Zhao Wu with wide eyes: "I don't know that you, who have a feud with Sanke, can talk to Sanke's old generals so peacefully."

The warrior who walked up to him replied: "I know-I know that everyone is yours nearby now. I know that Han and Zhao's good things are inseparable, so I stepped forward and spoke."

Zhao Wu's expression was indeed very calm. Strictly speaking, without San, there would be no hatred for Zhao's family, and there would be no imposter. So San had a grudge against the original "Zhao Wu" and was kind to him. So he couldn't feel hatred in his heart and asked calmly: "Where is Miss Shan? It was so icy and snowy at the time, fortunately you took care of you... I seem to have seen you!"

What Zhao Wu said about "seeing" does not mean that he had seen this person at Kuo's house.

The man replied: "In winter, we escorted our wife back to Lu State and met Uncle Shi Xiao near the small bridge. It was the adults present."

"Oh, is the lady you are talking about Lu Keji? Then, are you following me and thus meeting Miss Shan?"

"That's right!"

"Since you are escorting Lu Keji, you can walk around at will with all your might. Why are you so sneaky?"

Han Qi interrupted: "Since Lu Keji has not returned to Lu, she should be sold as a servant - I still heard from you that Shi Xiaoshu has thrown San Ke's children into the river?... Then she is no longer qualified to have a family general because she is not a nobleman."

The Sancho warrior glanced at the left and right and said, "It's because of this person who came to find Wuzi - we need protection."

Zhao Wu pondered for a moment and replied: "I don't think I have the ability to protect Sanke."

Han Qi stopped Zhao Wu and asked the warrior: "Where are you hiding?"

The warrior asked back: "Is this Zhao's inquiry or Han's inquiry?"

Han Qi glanced at Zhao Wu and replied: "It's Zhao's inquiry!"

The warrior glanced at Zhao Wu and saw Zhao Wu’s defensive attitude. He replied: “We are in Zhaocheng, in Kazumachi, and Miss Shan is with us.”

Zhao Wu glanced at Han Qi, who gently pulled Zhao Wu's sleeve, pulled him aside, and whispered: "In fact, the samurai who hosted Sanke is not considered to be a cover-up criminals. He chased them just to capture them. Since Sanke's destruction, each family has been dividing Sanke's assets, but Sanke's most elite samurai's group of entourages disappeared, and at the same time, one of the missing sons was also a son of genius.

These people come to you just to seek shelter and will not be so sneaky. They must have other things in their hands, such as the son of Quewen, who is three years old this year."

When Zhao Wu heard the word "three years old", he immediately thought of the orphan of Zhao. This was another tragedy of the orphan of the orphan of the orphan of the Que family.

When Han Qi saw the expression on Zhao Wu's face, he immediately reminded: "Of course, your great-grandfather supported Que. After the growth of the Que family, there was a disaster of the destruction of the Zhao family. Do you still want to shelter Ke Wen today? Can Zhao family still withstand the disaster of shelter Ke?"

This is the price of ungratefulness.

So after the destruction of San, although the three were indeed talented and full of regrets, no one in the country extended a helping hand to the Que family. All they could do was to extend their hands and beat the dogs in the water.

This may be the reason why the three are completely destroyed in history.

Zhao Wu had no good feelings for this ungrateful guy, and Lu Keji shouldn't have threatened him with Miss Dan, but... Zhao Wu glanced at the corner of his eyes and saw the historian walking out of Wu Palace with bamboo slips in his arms. He was behind, perhaps to sort out the meeting records between the monarch and the nobles.

Zhao Wuchong bowed and asked the historian: "The historian walked slowly, I want to ask how you recorded the death of Sanqi?"

Han Qi was stunned and pulled Zhao Wu's sleeve violently. This incident was a taboo in Jin State. How could he ask casually like this?

The historian rolled his eyes: "Of course, I wrote straight: Long fish sticks to the three skulls."

Zhao Wu laughed to the sky: "At the beginning, did you forget about my grandfather? Why is this assassination only about Changyujiao?"

The historian suddenly blushed.

That's right, Zhao Dun's younger brother Zhao Chuan killed the king because Zhao Dun was in power at the time, and the historian Bing wrote straightforwardly, saying: Zhao Dun killed the king.

Now, it is the monarch's turn. It was the monarch who sent his men around him to assassinate Sanke, but the historian only recorded Chang Yujiao's assassination, as if the whole thing had nothing to do with the monarch, but only the spontaneous behavior of the people below. But according to the historian's usual logic, even if it was the spontaneous behavior of the people below, can the monarch have no responsibility?

Han Qi's face turned pale. After all, San Que was implicated by the assassination. Even the current marshal and the monarch admitted that San Que deserved it. Zhao Wu asked this, but in fact, it was not only the historian who was questioning.

Zhao Wu laughed: "It turns out that the standards of historians are also changed at any time. Even if they are guilty, Jin State is a country with laws. No matter what, they must pass the trial to convict a person. Assassination is a legal act without being tried. Even if it is a forced assassination, is it legal to assassinate? When will our law make such provisions?"

The historian was so ashamed that he wanted to hide in the cracks of the ground. He reluctantly bowed: "Wuzi is right. Unfortunately, the history books have been recorded and collected in the Taimiao, so this record cannot be changed, but I will also record the conversation with you and collect it in the Taimiao."

The historian thanked Zhao Wu for the big week and left backwards.

As soon as the historian left, the samurai of the Que clan came forward to worship: "My Que clan is full of enemies, and I didn't expect Wu Zi to say a fair word."

Han Qi grabbed Zhao Wu: "The historian wants to record it in the history books. You can't hide your words. The marshal couldn't help but feel unhappy after reading it. How is this good?"

Zhao Wu replied coldly: "If assassination is legal, who would dare to take to the streets without escorts in the future? Is assassination with reason legal? The reason can be made up as it is because dead people cannot speak. Therefore, if assassination with reason is legal, it is to encourage everyone to become activists and kill the other party first, and fabricate a reason to have to kill. Are you willing to live such a life?"

Han Qi thought about it and immediately replied: "In order to eliminate everyone's hostility towards you, I should also record your words and publish them."

Zhao Wu replied calmly: "You should also record this passage. The warrior just said that Manchu did not say a fair word for San. I think this is the treatment that San should receive. When they were domineering, how could they ever think of the word "justice?"

The Sanke Warrior also kowtowed repeatedly in shame: "Although this is the case, we homeless people still want to make the last effort to keep our master's bloodline. Please give me more mercy."

Zhao Wu replied calmly: "I will not do the work of Fuli Sanke. This is also the treatment that Sanke deserves. Since you live in Kasuo Town, I believe that if my answer with the historian has been announced, no one will make things difficult for you again. You can continue to live in Kasuo Town."

The samurai kowtowed and solemnly promised: "We will send Miss Shan to Zhaocheng."

Zhao Wu waved his hand: "You don't need to send it to Zhaocheng. I'm going home soon. You can go to pick up the orders by the way. You can prepare."

Later, Han Qi looked at the warrior's back as he left, and said slowly: "Actually, attending Wei's funeral was a secret meeting of the nobles. The king knew that he wanted to support the princes and was aggressive. The nobles decided to fight back and resolutely dispel the king's delusion. If you don't attend such a meeting, I find that you and them are not the same person at all."

Duke Dao also had this idea. When he heard that the nobles gathered in the Wei territory and were preparing to attend the funeral of Wei Xiang, he hurriedly asked, "Does Brother Wu go too?"

The left and right answered: "Wuzi planned to go back to Zhaocheng and said he missed home. Han Qi was leaving with him."

Duke Dao sighed: "Brother Wu is not a fellow traveler."

As he was speaking, Duke Dao saw the historian walking towards Taimiao in a mighty manner, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand. Duke Dao called the historian to read the bamboo slips in his hand. The one recorded the answer between a certain historian and Zhao Wu.

"Well said, Zhao is worthy of being a family that determines the law for our Jin State. The law must be Ding Kemao. We cannot be assassinated in a noble manner just because we have found the reason for assassination. Without trial, we will never be punished by a person... Wu Ge is indeed not their fellow traveler."

While sighing, Duke Dao handed the bamboo slips back to the historian.

"Xiao Wu is indeed not a fellow traveler." At the same time, Luan Shu also received a copy delivered by the historian. He said while sweating coldly.

Luan Gun was puzzled: "Father, Wu Zi said this, which is equivalent to convicting the monarch's crime. This indirectly shows that our behavior of killing the monarch is reasonable and legal. Why does my father still sweat when he sees such a conversation?"

Luan Shu replied: "How can I not feel fear? Did you see it? It is said that no one has the right to condemn others without trial. Even the monarch does not have this right. When we kill the monarch, how can we clearly show his crime? As a minister, how can we have the right to decide the crime of the monarch? As soon as this conversation comes out, your father will be charged with the crime of monarch forever."

Luan Kuang disagreed: "Didn't Zhao also carry a regicide crime on his back? Who has not participated in regicide? Killing one or two monarchs is a big deal... Father, the regicides have set off for Wei. You are the marshal, so you can't fall behind others, so we should set off."

Luan Shu sighed: "Why do I have the face to meet you? I now understand Shi Xie's long-term vision. Why didn't I die early? I notified the people outside and said that I was seriously ill and could not attend Wei Xiang's funeral. You will take my place to attend."

Luan Gu bowed: "Since that's the case, my father will take good care of himself at home. The rumors outside will subside in a few days. My father doesn't have to care about Zhao Wu's words - he Zhao is not qualified to accuse others of killing the monarch."

Luan Shu is sick, really sick.

That night, he was frightened and uneasy, just like the scene before Zhao Zhuangji's death, like the mental state before Jin Jinggong's death - he often dreamed of evil ghosts coming to seek his life.

Zhao Wu was almost at the same time as the Jin Dynasty doctor who was attending the funeral, but the funeral team left the South Gate, and Zhao Wu and Han Qi came out from the North Gate. Because of the successive assassination incidents in Jin State, the two guards were in a mighty manner, and their troops were enough to launch a small-scale war. Such a team could not be ignored when entering Kazumachi, so the vanguard had just arrived, and the surviving warriors of the three celestials had already come forward. See you for the big gift.

"I heard about the answer between Wu Zi and historians in the capital, but I didn't expect that Wu Zi was speaking fairly for us. I'm ashamed, ashamed!"

Before Zhao Wu could speak, Han Qi leaned over and said, "Shh, come here, look, tell me, is the girl Shan seduced by Wu Zi beautiful?"

The Sanxiu Warrior was embarrassed and pointed to the corner of the street: "Miss Shan is there."

At the corner of the street, a woman in red clothes was biting her finger and looking at her. When she saw a few people in the chariot looking at her, she waved to her maid, then held the maid's shoulder, and walked towards Zhao Wu with the unique aristocratic pace of the Zhou royal family. She stopped in front of Zhao Wu's chariot. She blinked her bright eyes, looked up and down, and said, "That day passed by, I only saw one back in a vague way. I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

Lu Xuji also flashed out of the corner of the wall, and she bowed and gave a simple meeting ceremony to Zhao Wu: "The Xu family is still alive, I don't know how to salute Wu Zi... We met in the snow."

Zhao Wu is now just the last minister and an intermediate official. The former three-level minister was at the forefront. According to the administrative level, Zhao Wu should salute Lu Xuji, but now things are no longer there. Lu Xuji, who is still alive and will strive for equal status before the negotiations, so he said this.
To be continued...
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