happy with you

Chapter 65 The Princess’s Repayment

What's in the letter?

There was only one sentence last time, saying that he had fulfilled his promise and let Jiang Ben return to his hometown.

Maybe this time he was asking about the current situation in Wei, about her strategy to fight against Chu, or maybe she was just telling him what he said again.

For example, the phrase "favorite" outside Luoyang City.

——"I have a crush on Princess Jiang He of Anguo, and I came all the way from the Jingshui River to confess my love. I wonder what Mr. Wei thinks of this matter?"

At that time, he said so.Jiang He still remembered Zhao Zheng's expression, one of provocation, pride, and the courage to make a desperate move.

Facing Wei Ji's burning eyes, Jiang He's heart drifted elsewhere uncontrollably.She forced herself to concentrate, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said, "Mr. Wei, I...haven't thought about it."

She had never thought about getting married, nor had she thought about marrying anyone.

Her father taught her a lot, but he never mentioned it to her.

The mother passed away early, and the father taught and cared for his young daughter like a father and a mother.But he couldn't say many things that only his mother could say conveniently.

As for Jiang He himself, he witnessed the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms' war. Although he was young, he wanted to end the war. What he thought most about was how to rejuvenate the country and unify the nine states of China.

Zhao Zheng once asked her if she wanted to marry Wei Ji. She was half asleep at the time and thought it would be great to marry Wei Ji.But now facing his marriage proposal, Jiang He's heart seemed to be blocked by a thin leaf. Although it was very light, it was so heavy that she couldn't speak.

There was the sound of guards moving around outside, and an inexplicable bird landed on the top of a pear tree tree, chirping long and mournfully.Every quarter of an hour in the house seemed like a year.

"Haven't you thought about it?"

Wei Ji's questioning voice was also very low, like a stream in a mountain stream in the early morning. He was neither impatient nor impatient, caressing the rocks seriously but carefully, with the patience of a drop of water piercing the stone.

Jiang He nodded, and she carefully took her hand out of Wei Ji's hand, as if she was worried that if she didn't pay attention, she would hurt him even a little bit.

"You saved my life that year," she looked at him and tried her best to keep her voice gentle and natural. "I felt that there was nothing I could do in return. Later I figured out that since Mr. Wei wants the world to end war, then Then I can help you, first change your method to become stronger, and then attack the six countries. For this, I have thought of many ways in the past three years, and I think it is feasible. At that time, in Yong State, even if I didn’t know the news about my father, I would still tell you You came back. Although I lost my last relative in Luoyang, for me, Luoyang is your hometown and half of my home."

When she said this, she smiled at Wei Ji, her usually cheerful and bright expression a little guilty, but she still said frankly: "So, right -"

"You have not sorry anyone." Wei Ji interrupted her, took a deep breath and sat up straight.

He still had a smile on his face, and his posture was relaxed and natural. The water-shaped ripples embroidered on his collar shone with silver light, making his face even more beautiful.

Even though he was rejected after expressing his feelings, he still retained the calmness and grace he had developed since childhood.

But Jiang He always felt that there was ice in Wei Ji's eyes.He also felt that his breathing was quickening, as if he was trying to avoid some sharp sword piercing his heart.

She didn't know whether to comfort her or not.

He also felt that for someone as proud as him, comforting him was equivalent to adding salt to the wound.

Wei Ji smiled and shook his head, and said in the same voice as usual: "Xiaohe, I never thought that all the things you did for me were just repayment of kindness."

"No," Jiang He explained, "there is still a love of life and death between us."

Wei Ji stepped back further, smiling like pear blossoms falling from branches in spring, bright but lonely: "Xiaohe, actually I want to tell you, it is true that I saved you, but it was my brother who harmed you. , I just... atone for my sins." He stood up slowly, his plain white but expensive brocade clothes hanging down, and turned around slowly and sadly, saying slowly: "But I dare not say it, because I'm afraid that if I say it, you will immediately Leave. There are so many people who like you and want you, but it’s not my turn, Wei Ji."

"Master Wei." Jiang He stood up and said.

Wei Ji suddenly turned his head, his smile spread, and he said in a slightly joking tone: "I remember that you kept calling his name, right?"

Who is he?

"He is the king of a country, but when you call him by name, it is like calling a close friend or relative. But you keep calling me 'Master', just like anyone else. I should have thought at that time that you treat him differently from others. "

Zhao Zheng?
At that time, outside Luoyang City, Zhao Zheng said that he was here to express his love, but Jiang He stopped him and called him by his name.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ji remembered this.

Jiang He looked confused, his head lowered, not knowing what to say.

"It doesn't matter," Wei Ji said, "Xiaohe, your happiness is more important than anything else."

He couldn't continue and walked to the door to leave.Just as he was about to open the door, there was the sound of messy footsteps, and a person outside said hurriedly: "Sir, please report to your residence."

Wei Ji opened the door and took the newspaper. After just one glance, his expression changed.

Jiang He approached him, and Wei Ji raised his head to meet her nervous expression.

Wei Ji felt warm in his heart, but smiled bitterly.

She is indeed like this. She hopes that Wei will be well and that he can lead the people of Wei to live a prosperous and prosperous life.

"You're right," Wei Ji handed the newspaper to Jiang He, unable to suppress the pain, "Mi Fuchu is a man who has no lower limit and will use any means. General Mangmao cut off his food route, and in order to retaliate, he actually did something Such an evil thing as massacring a village! It’s so cruel and inhumane!”

Wei Ji clenched his fists and was extremely angry.

Slaughter village?

Jiang He's heart sank.

The Di newspaper said that Mi had been besieging Daliang for a long time, hoping to recharge his batteries first, and then drag down the morale of the soldiers in Daliang City, leaving Daliang City without food before attacking again.As a result, his own food route was cut off, and the soldiers were furious when they got the news. In order to vent his anger, Mi Fuchu randomly picked a village next to Daliang and massacred it in one fell swoop.

"The old and the weak, women and children will not be spared, but people will be used as firewood."

Di newspaper said so.

Jiang He closed his eyes.

A scene that had appeared thousands of times in my dreams came to mind again.At that time, she accompanied her father as an envoy to the state of Yan.

Yan and Zhao had just fought a battle, each had their own victory or defeat and had withdrawn.The mission passed through a village and the food they brought with them was exhausted. Her father gave her some money, the currency of Yan State, and asked her to follow a team of soldiers and horses to buy food.

The village was quiet. After calling for a long time, no one answered.

After a while, a woman in her twenties appeared at the end of the long street.She was walking slowly with a baby in her arms.

"Do you have food at home? I have money here, come and buy some food."

Afraid that the soldiers would disturb the woman, the young Jiang He took the initiative to step forward and speak to the woman.

The woman didn't seem to hear. She walked to the road near the village and disappeared into a field.

Jiang He followed curiously and found that she put the child into a pit.

The child's face was pale and he had already lost his breath.

The pit was huge. In addition to the child who was several months old, there were also the child's father, grandparents, and his brothers and sisters lying inside.

The wounds on their bodies were all different, each one cruel and horrific.

"They're all dead." There was no sadness in the woman's voice, only a dull tone.

She walked to the pit, lay down slowly, hugged a child in each hand, and cried: "Then what's the point of living?"

Jiang He ran over quickly, but it was too late. The woman grabbed a rusty sickle and cut her own throat.

She died in front of Jiang He.

The splattered blood fell on the edge of Jiang He's red dress. It was thick and moist and would be forever imprinted in her heart.

Massacre of villages and massacre of unarmed civilians is the most vicious thing in war, but it is unavoidable.

And in the 500 years of melee between the seven countries, the number of people who died in this way is beyond count.

"What do the Queen Mother and Your Majesty mean now?" Jiang He asked.

The chamberlain who sent the report to the residence bowed and said: "The Queen Mother and Your Majesty want the young master to go to Daliang to negotiate peace with the Chu State. The Queen Mother still said that war with the Chu State cannot be started unless it is absolutely necessary."

"I go!"

Wei Ji said angrily: "The Queen Mother refuses to give troops and horses, so I will just steal it again. The state of Chu is like this, people and gods are outraged, which one can't bear it!"

Stealing troops and horses?

The last time he stole the military talisman to save Zhao, the king of Wei was forced to forgive Wei Ji due to the situation.This time the king of Wei is his nephew, so he is short-sighted, will he still be like that?

"Young Master Wei," Jiang He took a step forward and took a deep breath. "If I agree to the marriage, will the Queen Mother allow you to lead troops to fight against Chu?"

Wei Ji looked at Jiang He with confusion in his eyes.

"You..." He bit his lip, "It doesn't have to be like this."

Jiang He looked at him with sincerity in his eyes: "I've already been married once, so it's fine if Mr. Wei doesn't feel he's at a disadvantage."

"I feel you are wronged." Wei Ji said.

Even though he conspired with her to deceive the Queen Mother, he felt wronged for her.

"Who is not aggrieved?" Jiang He slowly shook his head, looking at the leafless trees in the courtyard, and said sadly, "The soldiers and civilians trapped in Daliang City, the people killed and injured at the border, they are all more innocent than me, but they are more innocent than me. I am more aggrieved and miserable."

End it, let this end soon.

Then Wei will inevitably rise, and one day Chu will no longer dare to invade.

The water in the soup pool was already cold, but the people sitting in it still didn't get up.

When the secret letter arrived, Zhao Zheng, the king of Yong State, had just soaked in the medicinal soup.

In order to recuperate the body that has accumulated toxins, the imperial doctor came up with the method of fighting poison with poison.Every time I soaked in the medicinal soup while it was hot, my skin would hurt like being cut by a knife.

Li Wenzhou, the head chamberlain, felt that the medicinal soup would not help, but it was better than nothing.When the secret letter arrived today, in order to relieve Zhao Zheng's pain, he quickly handed it in.

As expected, Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, but after looking at it carefully a few times, he leaned against the wall of the pool, closed his eyes slightly, and became motionless.

Li Wenzhou didn't know what was written in the letter, and he didn't dare to ask, let alone remind Zhao Zheng that the water was already cold.

He regretted it so much that he had to secretly heat the water in the pool.

Finally, Zhao Zheng sighed softly and said: "I asked you to repay the favor, but I didn't ask you to feed the tiger with your body, you fool."

Feeding a tiger with your body?What happened?
Li Wenzhou's heart skipped a beat.

"Ah Weng." Zhao Zheng had already stood up.

Although he often suffered from poisoning and illness in recent years, he never forgot to exercise his muscles by riding horses and archery.Water stains fell along his muscular body and fell into the soup pool.

"You haven't been on a military expedition in person, right?" He frowned.

After just one sentence, Li Wenzhou was shocked, as if he saw thousands of troops lying in front of the formation, who dared to stop him?

(End of this chapter)