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Chapter 655 Poor Liao Zhongping

Qian Sule slowly sat down on the ground, "I just scolded you, not for Su Dian's death, but for you... Have you ever thought that even if one day you realize your ambition, you can never find an old friend around you. You will regret it, you will definitely regret it!"

Wu Zheng replied: "Wu Zheng has received teaching!"

Qian Sule finally burst into tears, "Where is Sudian's body?"

"I don't know that my father-in-law will come to Hangzhou and have personally sent it back to the Qian Family Ancestral Hall in Yin County. The other brothers of my father-in-law and the Qian Family are buried. Don't worry, I have sent someone to write to the court to ask for a posthumous title for Uncle Jiu."

Qian Sudian said sadly: "Four years ago, I brought Su Fan, Su Lin, Sudian and Qiao Gong to the national crisis. Now Sudian takes one step ahead, and I can't send Sudian the last journey."

Speaking of this, Qian Sule shouted: "Ninth brother, I'm sorry for you!"

Wu Zheng's nose felt sore and tears gushed out.

After a while, Qian Sule slowly returned to peace, "Qiao Gong went north, how do you deal with it?"

Wu Zheng said quickly and said, "I just learned about this from Song An yesterday. According to time, I had sent it..."

At this point, Wu Zheng suddenly realized something was wrong, so he stopped talking and changed his mouth: "Don't worry, father-in-law, Qiao Gong and Shen Zhiyuan are both smart people, so there should be no danger."

Qian Sule heard Wu Zheng's words retracted halfway. He realized that Wu Zheng should have made arrangements, so he slowly nodded and said, "Jinxuan comes with me this time, so don't tell her about this in advance, so as not to be in chaos... Alas, with her nature, if she learns that her uncle's death is in danger of her country, her brother's life and death will be unknown, it will be difficult for her to stay in Hangzhou City."

"yes."

"Help me up." Qian Sule extended his hand to Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng quickly stepped forward, helped Qian Sule up, and then delivered it to his seat.

Qian Sule asked, "Do you know what happened to Your Majesty who sent me to Hangzhou?"

Wu Zheng shook his head.

Qian Sule slowly pulled out a roll of yellow silk from his cuff and said, "Your Majesty has an order."

Wu Zheng remained motionless.

"Your Majesty has an order!"

Wu Zheng still didn't move at all.

Qian Sule said angrily: "People must be respectful! No matter when, no matter how strong you are, Your Majesty is the king and you are the minister. If you know the courtesy, you must be respectful!"

Wu Zheng had no choice but to get up and bow, saying, "I respectfully listen to the emperor."

Qian Sule then handed Huang Ling over to Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng opened it and looked at it. His face changed a few times. Finally, he rolled up Huang Ling again and sighed: "Poor Liao Zhongping, who has become a scapegoat, has taken such a big blame, but he still doesn't know."

Then he looked at Qian Sule and said, "Is this the wise king and the hero in the father-in-law's mouth?"

Qian Sule said coldly: "This is forced by you!"

Wu Zheng sneered: "How did I force him? Did I come to the door or did I become an independent throne in Hangzhou Prefecture?"

Qian Sule ignored Wu Zheng and asked, "Where is Duoduo now?"

"Kill!"

"What? You say it again?" Qian Sule said horrifiedly.

Wu Zheng had no choice but to repeat: "Yesterday, after the public trial in Shaoxing City, he obeyed public opinion, beheaded in public, and hung at the city gate for three days. Tomorrow, the head and the body can be closed, and then handed over to the court and returned to the Qing court."

Qian Sule was really shocked now. He was so shocked that he could not speak loudly. He pointed at Wu Zheng and couldn't speak.

"Crazy...crazy...you are really crazy!" Qian Sule pointed at Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng did not respond. He had become accustomed to these two words in the past two days.

Yes, he himself felt that he seemed so crazy.

Compared with the pleasure of killing a Tartar, the immediate benefits are indeed much heavier.

But Wu Zheng had no choice. If he didn't do this, how could he show that he was incompatible with the Qing court?

Position is important, especially the position of the superior.

If this transaction is made, then the "elite" in your own power will feel that everything is based on interests, and you can discuss, exchange, and seek skin from the tiger regardless of your position!

This is the reason why the so-called superiors have something to like, and the subordinates must have a lot of favors.

The northern bank of Qiantang River, from Hangzhou to Yingtian Prefecture, was occupied by the Qing army for one or two years.

Who dares to guarantee that how many of them are already loyal to the Qing court and willing to be loyal to the Qing court?

We must use thunderbolt means to shock the people and officials!

Of course, Wu Zheng would never deny it. The biggest reason for this is that he is willing to do so.

I am happy if it’s hard to buy money!

This is a posture, a posture of being alive.

Wu Zheng wanted to show this attitude to prove himself and convince himself that he was worthy of the expectation that the uncle in Jiading City looked at him before leaving.

This is a kind of nostalgia for life, pity for all living beings, determination to fight the enemy to death, and guilt for relatives.

Wu Zheng couldn't let go. During the four years, Wu Zheng felt guilty whenever he thought of this look.

There are too few places in the twelve palaces, and the goals are far apart.

But this is not something that can be achieved just by doing it, and hard work will lead to fruition.

The people have not yet awakened, and they need motivation, not, to be precise, too late to wake up, and incitement.

Blood, whether it is the enemy or the own, is the most inciting way.

Therefore, Wu Zheng insisted on killing people and attacked Duoduo, Prince Heshuoyu of the Qing court, to sacrifice the flag!

Faced with Qian Sule's shock, Wu Zheng said calmly: "It's just a Tartar. If it's really a little different, it's just a Tartar with a status. Why should my father-in-law have such a look?"

"Just a Tartar?" Qian Sule shouted, "He is the prince of the Qing court?"

"So what? Who stipulates that only the Tartars are allowed to kill Han people, and not Han people are allowed to kill Tartars?" Wu Zheng was still calm. "My father-in-law was more shocked at hearing that Dodo was killed by me than to hear that Uncle Ninth died in battle and died in the country... I am really sorry for this! Duodo broke through Yangzhou and had Yangzhou for ten days. Although Duodo's three slaughter was not done by Jiading, he gave the head and hair, leaving his hair without hair, causing no less than 100,000 innocent people to die under the butcher's knife. Jiangyin City was even more empty... Such a blood-debt and debt-ridden person, the court actually wanted to let him go for the immediate interests? Where is the law of heaven?!"

Qian Sule was stunned. He was speechless for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said angrily: "Su Dian sacrificed his life for the country and died! I am not aggrieved for Duoduo, but Duoduo is related to the overall situation. Do you know that once the Qing court learned that Duoduo was killed by you, what would happen?... 100,000, hundreds of thousands of troops will go south. Can Yixingchao stop it? Can you stop it? God... The disaster is coming, you... you..."

Qian Sule coughed violently, but this time Wu Zheng did not help him.
Chapter completed!
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