Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 133 The sickly proton turned black 41
"There are millions of dead people, even if only [-]% of the granaries have food, this will not happen. How many people in the entire Yan Kingdom can be able to embezzle so much food from various places without being punished?"

When the young man mentioned the disaster, his eyes showed just enough indignation, making people subconsciously ignore his sallow complexion.

"Your Majesty, where did the huge amounts of embezzled money go? In the same year, our Jiang State's treasury was full, and we still renovated the Qitian Terrace in the year of famine, which is still praised by people today."

"Is there any connection between the two..."

"That's enough, Zhu Zi is rude!" Boyang Hou Shizi threw the cup directly this time.

"Why is the prince so excited? Ah, it was at that time that Boyang Marquis was granted the title of Boyang Marquis..."

"My father and your country's General Huo Ming have always been incompatible. The two of them have fought many times since they were young. It has become my father's heartache——"

"It wasn't until General Huo's death ten years ago that this heart disease was cured. But if we, the general of Jiang State, were really capable of taking the heads of enemy generals among thousands of troops, how could we have been intimidated and suppressed by General Huo Ming for so many years?"

The young man chuckled, and the people in the palace heard it clearly.

Speaking of this, everyone understood the hint in his words.

Yan State embezzled grain, gave silver to Jiang State, and betrayed General Huo Ming's life.

In exchange, Jiang Guo, who had received benefits, withdrew his troops and suspended the war.

And it is very likely that the person who made the connection was Boyang Houfu.

The impact of this news was too great.

It was like suddenly telling them that Jiang Ziyuan would unify the nine states——

How can it be?

"Are you done? Once you're done, let the next person make the decision."

Jiang Ziyuan said so many words eloquently, but Emperor Yan dismissed it in an understatement.

The man took a sip of wine.

Boyang Hou Shizi is also stupid.

At this time, the more anxious he is to stop him, the more he seems to have something in his heart.

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, I also want to know the cause of Xianggong's death. I wonder what Prince Jiang has to say?"

Mrs. Huo, who had not answered Jiang Ziyuan's words just now, spoke now.

She tapped the ground twice with her crutches and stood up tremblingly.She knew that once she expressed her stance, she would be thrown into the storm and confront the emperor head-on.

Her husband-in-law Huo Ming died mysteriously, and his daughter also died in the palace.

Having lost two close relatives at the same time, Mrs. Huo became as haggard as if she had aged dozens of years overnight.

She was a famous beauty in the Yan Kingdom when she was young, but now she is only fifty, and before Beili is even old, she has become a waning old man.

Huo Ming died in battle, and Emperor Yan issued several imperial edicts and granted him posthumous meritorious service.

How many people are envious.

The great funeral after the death of a general in the army was held with great splendor, and the whole country remained silent for a day, but who knew that there were not even bones in the coffin.

No matter how grand a funeral is, it cannot replace the deceased.

For ten years, she never dared to think about it.

The servants sent out to find out the truth died one after another.

She stopped checking. As long as she could protect the living people, she could swallow the bitter pill herself.

No need to check.

After Huo Ming's death, Emperor Jiang held a banquet for three days to celebrate. Instead of pursuing the victory, he withdrew his troops.

She didn't believe there was no conspiracy.

One person's life is exchanged for a country's opportunity to recuperate.

What a bargain.

But what if you guess the truth?She could only keep a low profile and reduce her sense of presence. Even the bloodline left by her daughter could not visit the palace often.

The higher "goddess" Wen Yao is praised, the more the Huo family has to keep a distance from her.

Wen Chao was regarded as a "bad luck star" and his situation in the palace was not good. She was heartbroken but could only help him secretly.

There are no blessings or misfortunes, they are all man-made.

(End of this chapter)