Chapter 8: The Kingly Way is Ruthless

What does power mean?

Guo Jia cannot clearly define it.

But in his heart.

Power means never compromise and never bowing.

Guo Jia will never remain indifferent when he is threatened. Not to mention that Zhurong is using Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao to threaten him today, even if he is holding his officials, Guo Jia will also feel angry in his heart.

Even if the people Zhu Rong are in charge of Zhen Jiang, Cai Yan, Qiao, Guo Ye, and Guo Jin.

Guo Jia will not compromise or obey the other party's mercy.

Once compromised, the lives of relatives may be saved.

However, the officials under Guo Jia will see Guo Jia's weak side, and Guo Jia's enemies will grasp his weaknesses. Once, there will be a second and third time, and more threats will follow one after another.

This precedent cannot be opened, even if it really breaks apart, Guo Jia cannot agree to Zhurong's conditions.

Putting aside emotions, the lives of one or two people affect military operations, which involves tens of thousands of troops and countless money and food. Even more far-reaching, there are the people affected by the war and a series of negative impacts after the withdrawal.

At this time, it was not the time when Guo Jia showed his infatuation, nor the time when his children had a long love and heroes were short of breath.

He needs to give everyone an explanation, including the officials under his rule, to let them see whether their lords will give up their official affairs because of personal affair, and whether the monarch they assisted is worthy of their dedication.

It shows the current enemy and the potential future enemies to be a signal. Will Guo Jia be clamped down by this threatening method?

Zhu Rong looked at Guo Jia incredibly and asked, "What did you say?"

Guo Jia smiled sarcastically.

"Take it and kill them. Hurry, don't hesitate."

When Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao heard Guo Jia's words, their soft hearts seemed to be torn apart and were in pain.

Zhu Rong looked at Guo Jia in surprise and dullness.

Guo Jia was left behind his back and said softly: "Zhurong, open your eyes and look at it. This is my army. Maybe, you think that the warriors of the barbarians and the barbarians in the south can definitely beat the Han people to the point of falling. Haha, I won't comment on this, but I don't know if the swords and guns of the warriors in the south can break through the armor of me, the soldiers of the army, and your weapons are not sharper than mine. Let me tell you a secret that is not a secret. In this city, there are my 30,000 troops, in the east of Chengdu, there are my 100,000 troops, and in the north of Chengdu, there are my 100,000 troops. I am fighting Meng Huo in southern Sichuan, and I have 70,000 troops."

The 300,000 army is Guo Jia's current strength, not a secret, but not everyone knows it.

Zhu Rong was sweating coldly, and still asked in a tough tone: "What exactly are you going to say!"

Guo Jia took another step forward, only about ten steps away from them.

Smiling and soft voice.

"Zhurong, I'll bet with you. In this way, you kill her two first, and then I will kill everyone around you, leaving you alone. Then I lead the army south personally, and you will stay by my side and see what my 300,000 troops can bring to the south? There is a person you may not have heard of. His name is Cao Cao. He slaughtered countless cities and killed them deeply. My strength is stronger than him now. I think it's time for the people of the world to understand the consequences of angering me. Let's use the south to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. How many people are there in the south? 100,000, 200,000, 300,000? 1 million? Why don't you kill her two people quickly, so that you and I can go south together, and count how many people in the south can be killed for me."

Zhurong's companions looked at the Tiger Guards tremblingly. The dark armor seemed extremely strong, and the long halberd in their hands reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

The best equipment for the soldiers under Guo Jia is the trap camp, followed by the Tiger Guard, and further backward are the Silver Flying Cavalry and Crossbowmen.

The carefully crafted Tiger Guard is the best in infantry confrontation. It can retreat and connect to the front line as stable as Mount Tai, and it can break the city and the villages can be invincible. So nearly ten years have passed, and Guo Jia can only afford such an elite force of 10,000. No matter how much it is, he cannot afford it.

Zhu Rong's body was trembling. What would an army like the Hu Guard bring to the south?

What else besides death?

The southern tribe was backward, and the war was only based on courage and some tamed beasts. Regardless of tactics and strategies, only looking at equipment, the southern tribes were not even as good as infantrymen with relatively backward equipment in the Taiping Army, so the battle-loss ratio can be imagined.

"You really ignore the life and death of her two?"

Zhu Rong held the last trace of expectation and stared at Guo Jia with gritted teeth.

Guo Jia laughed to the sky.

"Hahahaha, Zhurong, are you begging me? Are you begging me to bow to you for their sake? Don't be too verbally speaking, women are women, be more decisive, are you surrendering or seeking death? If you don't surrender, kill them quickly! I will take you by my side, so that you can see clearly how I stepped on the south, and no one left behind!"

Zhu Rong felt ruthless. For a moment, she did want to kill Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao, but suddenly the scene of tribe blood flowing into a river suddenly appeared in her mind.

Dangdang

The dagger fell to the ground, and Zhu Rong begged Guo Jia in a trembling voice, "I, I surrender. Please, please, please, please do not kill the people of the southern part. How do you deal with me? It's your wish."

"Are you qualified to negotiate with me?"

Guo Jia snorted coldly and turned around suddenly.

Xiao Ren waved his hand, and the personal guard rushed to General Zhu Rong and his group of people tied up in various ways.

Standing under the stairs of the mansion, Guo Jia asked Dian Wei to lead the Huwei back to the camp, Guo Ye came to him and asked with some confidence: "Father, if Zhu Rong really killed the second and third aunts, would his father really slaughter the south?"

Guo Jia sighed softly and said softly: "Ye'er, you should think about this question yourself. What I can tell you is that if your mother was in Zhurong's hands today, my approach would not change."

Zhurong was not brave enough to kill Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao after all. If she was crazy, she would really raise troops to slaughter the south? In fact, even Guo Jia didn't know the answer.

Zhu Rong obviously cannot represent the entire south, so what she does cannot put all the responsibility on the entire south, let alone let the southern people bear the consequences. Guo Jia's previous words were just a shock to Zhu Rong.

"Lord, how do you deal with them?"

Xiao Ren came to Guo Jia for advice.

Guo Jia looked at Zhu Rong and his group of tied people. Seeing Zhu Rong still shouting to him not to blame the people of the southern country, Guo Jia said lightly: "Don't make things difficult for them, they are just being used by others."

Xiao Ren received the order and turned around to do it.

Guo Jia's eyes moved away from Zhu Rong and found that Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao, who were wearing pear blossoms, were pounced on Zhen Jiang's arms and cried bitterly. Guo Jia was about to walk over to comfort them, but was stopped by Zhen Jiang's hidden complaining gaze.

With a self-deprecating smile, Guo Jia walked towards home.

Zhen Jiang accompanied Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao home, and did not return to the mansion until night. He asked the servants. When he learned that Guo Jia was in the study, he wanted to go and seek punishment.

Just as he turned the corridor, Zhen Jiang unexpectedly found Cai Yan standing around the corner, waiting for her like a rabbit.

"Is sister going to blame her husband?"

Cai Yan looked at the courtyard under the night, calm and quiet, just like the coldness of this winter.

Zhen Jiang asked back, "Do you think your husband is doing the right thing? When Daoer and Tuoer heard their husbands' words, they always disliked them from the bottom of their hearts. They even wanted to die when they returned home. I shouldn't say a fair word for my two sisters?"

Cai Yan sighed leisurely, turned his head to look at Zhen Jiang, and said softly: "I just want to ask my sister, are Daoer and Tuoer getting out of trouble?"

"Yes, but heartbreaking."

Zhen Jiang was also a little sad. It seemed that Guo Jia today and Guo Jia are no longer the person she knew and longed for back then.

His heart was so cold that it was scary.

"Sister should think about what your husband should do in that situation. Zhurong succeeds. Next time, maybe you, me, or Jin'er will be the one who is hijacked. My sister puts her husband's shoes. If you don't have a better way of dealing with it, what reason can you question your husband?"

Cai Yan left gracefully, and said that. She finished what she should say, and she wouldn't say anything she shouldn't say, scaring Zhen Jiang.

Zhen Jiang, who was standing there, calmed down and thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a countermeasure.

What should she do if she is Guo Jia? Listen to Zhurong? Will Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao be safe and sound?

If you don’t listen to Zhurong, Zhen Tuo and Zhen Dao are mostly dead, but now you are getting out of trouble.

Judging from the results, Guo Jia did nothing wrong.

But this process is heartbreaking.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhen Jiang twisted his waist and left the mansion, and returned to his parents' home to rejoice his two sisters.

Guo Jia was not alone in the study, and Xiao Qiao sat in his arms.

Xiao Qiao hooked his neck and comforted him softly.

"Why should you be sad if others don't understand your husband?"

Guo Jia is actually reflecting on himself. Taking this path means losing a lot, including friendship and family.

Today's event is a satisfying ending, what if the next time? What about sacrifice?

Holding Xiao Qiao tightly and sniffing the intoxicating body fragrance, Guo Jia kept silent, but the force of holding her was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to merge into one.

Xiao Qiao suddenly lay in Guo Jia's ear and whispered: "Do you know how to make me pregnant?"

Guo Jia leaned back, looked at Xiao Qiao, and asked in confusion: "Why are you asking this? Such a thing is not certain."

Xiao Qiao blinked, and was lively in a lively manner, saying bluntly: "I want to have children for my husband, but after such a long time, my belly is not moving at all."

Guo Jia put her on the desk and began to take off her clothes.

"Huh? What do you do, my husband?"

Xiao Qiao shrank his body, a little confused.

Guo Jia kept moving and said for granted: "Give birth."

Xiao Qiao blushed and asked weakly: "No, can't you go to my room?"

In the study, Cai Yan, Zhen Jiang, and Diao Chan were all pushed down by Guo Jia, and Qiao Xiao had never tried it.

Guo Jia came to her and said mysteriously: "Here, the success rate of having a child is high."

Xiao Qiao's face was flushed but a little surprised appeared. He bit his lower lip and shyly took the initiative to make Guo Jia's erotic...
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