Chapter 175: Thoughts

The Third Prince and Jiang Chengzhi were both half-believing and half-doubted about Jiang Lang's words, but Jiang Lang's outstanding performance in the past, and the current situation is really possible to go to what he said, it has to make them believe Jiang Lang's words. With the idea of ​​being prepared, the Third Prince and Jiang Chengzhi hurriedly made arrangements when they left Jiang Lang's mansion. The Third Prince does not take power in the court now, so he mostly plans, and Jiang Chengzhi even brought out the elite in his hands and began to collect evidence of Wang Zhen's party members. However, this Dongchang is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he is extra careful.

After sending the third prince, princess, and Jiang Chengzhi out of the gate, Jiang Lang sighed and looked at the road in front of the dark gate, and felt a little confused. How should we go about this road? In the past, for living, but now? Fame, wealth, promotion and title, everything seems so unrealistic. When I think of the future promotion and title, the promotion may be based on the lives of countless people, Jiang Lang felt a little uncomfortable. Jiang Lang could take action without hesitation for the enemy, but for ordinary people, Jiang Lang always felt very stressed. War represents death, but it does not mean that war requires sacrificing innocent lives in exchange for the halo of victory or achieving his own goal.

"Master! It's late, go back and rest."

The voice of servants came from beside him.

Jiang Lang was shocked and came to his senses. He looked at the empty streets again, then nodded and said, "You should rest early too!"

A gust of cold wind blew, carrying a few snowflakes.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but look up. He couldn't see anything in the dark sky. When he got close to him, he found that snowflakes had already floated in the sky.

"Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but say this in his mind, and then he sighed softly, "The spring of the Ming Dynasty is not a good harvest."

Shaking his head and shaking the messy things in his mind, Jiang Lang slowly walked towards his room. The whole yard was already very quiet. Except for the patrolling servants, most of the servants had already rested, and some rooms were still on, and most of them were maids' rooms. Some of them liked to make some female reds before going to bed.

When he walked to his own side, Jiang Lang pushed open the door and saw that the light was still on in the room. Zi Ling was sitting at the table, making a girl-red girl with the candle on the table. Listening to the sound of the door opening, Zi Ling turned her head and found that the visitor was Jiang Lang. She smiled slightly and said, "I'm back, have you both adopted father and mother and Lord Jiang left?"

Jiang Lang nodded, turned around and closed the door, walked to the table and snatched the girl Hong from Zi Ling's hand, and blamed him: "Just ask the servants to do these things, you have to rest well now! Why are you always disobedient?"

Zi Ling smiled, gently stroked her raised abdomen, and said with a smile: "The little guy is coming out in a few more months. I have to be ready. This is our child."

Unlike Zi Ling before, Zi Ling was a little naughty when she was a girl and often teased Jiang Lang. But now she is going to be a mother, Zi Ling seems much quieter, and sometimes she shows a hint of kindness before she knows it.

"I know."

Jiang Lang slightly strengthened his tone, pulled Zi Ling's hand, sat beside Zi Ling, and said, "There are so many servants in the mansion, so you need to do it yourself. What if you are tired?"

Zi Lingbao and Yanran smiled at Jiang Lang's words and said, "You still don't understand the idea of ​​being a mother. How can the servants in the mansion be wrong, but every mother wants her children to wear warm clothes. How can you feel at ease with the clothes made by others?"

Jiang Lang was speechless, and then said a little domineeringly: "But, I can't do it tonight, Xiaoling, put away the things."

"Stop shouting!"

Zi Ling chuckled and said, "I think it's too late, so I asked her to rest. Although the little girl was sent by Wang Zhen, she had no other malice and didn't have to be too prepared."

Jiang Lang nodded. Jiang Ling was indeed very honest during this period. It turned out that she was still concerned about her training, but she did not hide the slightest concealment of her training. She gradually lost interest and stayed with Zi Ling honestly for one day, and could not see any other intentions. However, Jiang Lang's vigilance towards Jiang Ling was still not weakened at all.

"Okay, let's have a rest!"

Jiang Lang patted Zi Ling's hand and said softly: "It's getting late."

Zi Ling agreed, and then stood up with Jiang Lang support and walked towards the bed. When she knew she was lying in the quilt, Zi Ling said softly: "My husband, do you have any worries?"

There was no expression in the dark night, but Jiang Lang could still feel the concern on Zi Ling's face, and shook his head slightly, then said: "Don't worry, there is nothing wrong. If there is, I wouldn't hide it from you."

"Don't lie to me!"

Zi Ling sighed slightly and said, "Something must have happened, otherwise why did the adoptive father and Lord Jiang leave in a hurry after talking to you for a while in the study? I also know the adoptive father well. He is the kind of person who seems very calm even when the sky falls. Now there is something that makes him so hurry. The only possibility is that this matter is almost as serious as the sky falls, that is, it is related to the Ming Dynasty."

After hearing Zi Ling's words, Jiang Lang couldn't help but be stunned, then smiled and said, "You're thinking too much, nothing is wrong."

"I am your wife!"

Zi Ling emphasized again, "It is also the person you trust the most. Now that your thoughts are written on your face, how can I just pretend that I don't know? Although my adoptive father has not participated in the government affairs, his thoughts are still on the Ming Dynasty. I know this very well."

Jiang Lang sighed softly, turned his body to the side, gently hugged Zi Ling, and then said, "To be honest, I do have something to worry about, but this matter is too big, so I can't make a decision, so I can only ask for help from the adoptive father and Lord Jiang. However, in terms of the current situation, the adoptive father seems to have a choice in his heart."

Although the third prince did not clearly show his intention in the conversation just now, Jiang Lang knew that the third prince had made up his mind to eliminate Wang Zhen's power even if he sacrificed more than 100,000 soldiers. The reason why he asked Jiang Chengzhi to collect information was nothing more than to take advantage of Wang Zhen's killing to clean up the Ming court. At that time, King Cheng had just succeeded to the throne and the court was unstable, so it would be most appropriate for him, the prince to take action.

"About Wang Zhen?"

Zi Ling leaned against Jiang Lang's arms and asked in a low voice.

"Um!"

Jiang Lang nodded and said, "I will have a chance to get rid of Wang Zhen soon, but the price is too high, and I can't take it seriously. I've been troubled a lot because of this."

“A big price?”

Zi Ling looked up slightly, Jiang Lang's expression could not be seen in the darkness, and then asked, "How big is it?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "The blood of more than 100,000 Ming soldiers!"

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice and said, "Only 100,000? How much?"

Jiang Lang nodded, gently stroked Zi Ling's head, and said, "Wang Zhen is abominable, but I can't bear to use the blood of more than 100,000 soldiers to exchange his life. I am the leader of the army and know the value of this soldier. I will be a father now. I know more than ten months of pregnancy. I don't know how many families will break down and how many children will become orphans. However, if Wang Zhen is eliminated, the country of the Ming Dynasty will be in danger, and more people will be homeless. Moreover, the most important point is that I can't stop these things that are about to happen. I am only commanding a thousand soldiers now. On my side, there are countless generals. Even if I say these results, no one will believe it."

"Actually, you don't have to blame yourself!"

Zi Ling sighed slightly, stretched out her hand to touch Jiang Lang's thin cheeks, and then said quietly: "Even if you know some things, there is no way to stop them. After all, for you, a person's power is too limited. Since these sacrifices are already destined, you should think about how to make the deaths of these soldiers more valuable. Not to mention anything else, let the innocent people of the Ming Dynasty suffer less disasters, so that even if they die, they can rest in peace."

After hearing Jiang Lang was a little discouraged and said, "I know what you said, but it is somewhat difficult to let go of yourself to watch these soldiers die innocently. Sometimes, knowing more is not a good thing, especially when you know what will happen in the future, but you can only watch it, which is even more unacceptable. This is also the reason why I didn't want to tell you these things!"

Zi Ling smiled slightly, Jiang Lang's hesitation and struggle in her heart, now she was very clear about it. After she brought herself close to Jiang Lang, she said quietly: "I am your wife. We said that good fortune and good fortune will never be together! Your affairs are my affairs. Now my husband is in a dilemma. How can I ignore this lady? Since you said you can't stop it, it's better to hand over the matter to your adoptive father. When you have the ability to stop that day, you will slowly change it."

"Change?"

Jiang Lang underestimated these two words, then hugged Zi Ling tightly, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes. It cannot be changed now because he has no power. If he wants to change the future, the only way is to gain power.
Chapter completed!