My wife is number one in the world

As Zhang Kuang finished speaking, the little cutie standing on the side suddenly widened his watery eyes.

  Are these words something I can listen to?

"Gudu! Gudu!"

The little cutie swallowed twice quietly, then looked at Master Liu with a slightly strange look.

At this moment, she had already made up her mind. As long as her father gave her a look, she would immediately step aside and take him with her.

After all, it is not appropriate for me to stand aside and discuss such a topic.

However, Young Master Liu didn't even look at the little cutie. He just smiled faintly and took a puff of the pipe in his hand.

"Massacre the city?"

Zhang Kuang listened to Young Master Liu's question, took a deep breath, and nodded without hesitation.

"Your Majesty, that's exactly it.

Before this, I and Brother Nangong had discussed this issue privately more than once.

No matter how the two old ministers discussed and considered, they ultimately came to only one conclusion.

That is, if we want to completely wipe out those fearless fanatics, there is no other way except to massacre the city."

The tone of Zhang Kuang's voice when he made these remarks was full of helplessness.

When Young Master Liu saw the depressed look on Zhang Kuang’s old face, he frowned slightly and nodded, then shifted his gaze to Nangong Ye’s face.

When Nangong Ye saw Young Master Liu turning his head to look at him, he immediately raised his hands and clasped his fists towards Young Master Liu.

“Your Majesty, Brother Zhang is right, and we two old ministers have indeed discussed this issue carefully in private.

Those fanatics who have problems not only in their hearts but also in their brains have frequently launched sneak attacks on our soldiers from both the left and right armies in the past two years.

Regarding this situation, the old ministers and others had long wanted to mobilize troops to annihilate those rebels.

  It's a pity that we here have the desire to suppress the bandits, but we can't think of a perfect way to do it!

As for the reason, it is just as Brother Zhang reported to Your Majesty just now.

The daily living habits, dress, speech and behavior of those fanatics are no different from those of ordinary people.

As long as they don't take the initiative to do anything crazy against our soldiers, we won't be able to tell their identities at all.

If you can't even tell their identities, how can you possibly wipe them out in one fell swoop?"

When Nangong Ye said this, with a helpless look on his face, he turned his head to look around at the little cutie and the generals around him, and finally his gaze fell back on Young Master Liu.

"Your Majesty, under these circumstances, if we want to wipe out those fanatics in one fell swoop, the only way is to massacre the city.

Only by doing so can we wipe out those fanatics in one fell swoop."

After Nangong Ye finished speaking, all the generals present nodded subconsciously.

The little cutie rolled her eyes a few times and nodded her head gently twice.

That’s right!

If you can't even identify the identities of those fanatics, how can you possibly catch them all?

Song Qing frowned and took a sip of the wine in his hand, then turned sideways to look at Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye.

"My two uncles, ever since I accompanied His Majesty, the ladies, and the princess to the capital of the Kingdom of Daqin, I have been collecting some important news from the Western countries.

As far as I know, those fanatics you are talking about do not eat pork.

  In this case, can we do something about this kind of thing?

For example, we can instruct the soldiers stationed in various cities to use a little force and force everyone to eat a piece of cooked pork.

In this way, the soldiers will be able to quickly distinguish those people from ordinary people."

As soon as Song Qing said this, most of the generals' eyes lit up.

"Yes! King Wuyi's idea is really great.

Zhang Shuai, Nangong Shuai, we can use their habit of not eating pork to distinguish the identities of those fanatics from ordinary people!

Once we have identified their identities, the rest will be easier.”

“Yes, King Wuyi is right.

As long as they take advantage of the fact that they don't eat pork, the soldiers can easily distinguish their identities."

"Your Majesty, I second the proposal. King Wuyi's method can be tried."

"Your Majesty, I second my opinion."

Most of the generals bowed to Young Master Liu in unison, and all agreed with the method proposed by Song Qing just now.

When Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye saw this situation, they looked at each other and a slightly bitter smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

If these things were so easy, the two of them wouldn't have sighed so much just now.

Young Master Liu saw that the generals had different reactions. He chuckled, took a puff of his tobacco, and silently set his gaze on Duan Dingbang.

"Dingbang, what do you think of your uncle Song's suggestion just now?"

“Your Majesty, I also think Uncle Song’s method is very good.

We can fully utilize this to quickly distinguish between the fanatics and the ordinary people."

After listening to Duan Dingbang's answer, Young Master Liu chuckled, raised his eyebrows twice, then raised his hand and waved to Liu Song who was standing not far away.

"Liu Song, bring this young master a glass of wine."

"Yes, I will obey, little one."

Liu Song walked quickly to the table, picked up the wine jug on the table with one hand and the wine glass on the table with the other, then ran directly towards Young Master Liu.

"Master, the drinks are here."

Young Master Liu took the wine glass handed to him by Liu Song with a faint smile, brought it to his lips and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

"Liusong, give the wine jug in your hand to Yue'er."

"Yes."

"Here you go, young lady."

"Hey, okay."

The little cutie smiled and nodded, then took the wine jug in his hand.

Liu Song respectfully clasped his fist towards Young Master Liu, then turned around and walked to the side.

Young Master Liu gently took a sip of the wine on his lips, then turned his gaze to Duan Dingbang again with a smile.

"Dingbang, do you have any other ideas besides these?"

“Your Majesty, not for now.

  However, if I continue to think about it, I should be able to come up with some other ideas."

Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, took a puff of his tobacco, then turned to look at the little cutie standing beside him.

"Yue'er, what do you think of your uncle's suggestion just now?"

Seeing that her father had turned the question to herself, the little cutie turned her head to look at Song Qing, a hint of hesitation appeared on her beautiful face. "Father, I don't quite agree with what my uncle suggested just now."

Upon hearing this, Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows twice with a smile on his face.

"Oh? What do you say?"

The little cutie raised his glass, took a sip of the wine, then turned slightly to look at Song Qing.

"Uncle, Yue'er, I have honestly told you what I think!"

Seeing the little cutie's serious expression, Song Qing nodded happily.

"Yue'er, just say it, just say it!"

"Uncle, if there is anything I am not able to do?"

"Hey, girl, don't you know what kind of person your uncle is?

Just feel free to speak up and be bold."

"Hehehe, thank you very much, uncle, but Yue'er is so rude.

Uncle, the method of eating pork that you just mentioned can at best only be used to identify whether the people in each city believe in the so-called Allah.

However, there is no way to prove that they are the kind of mentally abnormal fanatics!

In recent times, Yue'er and I have also learned a lot about the situation in the Kingdom of Daqin.

From what I understand, Yue'er, in the current capital of the Arab Kingdom and in several large and small cities around it, there are also many people who believe in the so-called Allah.

In this case, if we are to distinguish whether people are fanatics or not based on whether they believe in the so-called God.

Then, the number of people in the entire Arab Empire must be reduced by at least half!

After all, just because they believe in the so-called God in their hearts doesn't mean they are fanatics who are enemies of our Great Dragon Dynasty!

Uncle, what do you think? "

As the little cutie's gentle voice fell, everyone present had different expressions.

Song Qing frowned and pondered for a moment, then looked at the little cutie and nodded with a sigh.

"Yue'er, uncle, I have thought about it carefully, and it is indeed the case.

It seems that I, uncle, have thought the problem is too simple!"

The rest of the generals, both big and small, also reacted one after another, and then frowned slightly with complicated expressions.

Indeed, you can't treat those people as rebels who refuse to obey the king just because they believe in the so-called God, right?

  If they really were to act in this way, it would be even more cruel than the massacre in the city that Zhang Shuai and Nangong Shuai had mentioned before!

After all, if they were to carry out a massacre, they would only massacre a few cities.

However, if people's identities were differentiated based on whether they believed in the so-called God, then the entire Arab Empire would be hit by a great purge.

A purge that left rivers of blood and millions of people dead.

After many generals understood this in their hearts, the expressions on their faces instantly became depressed again.

I originally thought I had found a breakthrough, but I didn't expect that doing this would only make everything worse.

Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye saw the expressions on the faces of the generals changing again and again, and they looked at the cutie standing next to Young Master Liu with approval.

As expected, she is the Fourth Princess who is highly valued by His Majesty. She is truly kind-hearted and intelligent!

Song Qing was silent for a while, as if thinking about something. He raised his head slightly and drank the wine in the glass in one breath.

Then, he gently turned around and looked at Zhang Kuang and the other man.

Seeing this, the little cutie didn't wait for Song Qing to speak. She raised her lotus feet with smiling eyes and took two small steps forward.

"Uncle, Yue'er will pour you some wine."

"Oh, okay, thank you for your help."

"Oh, uncle, you are being too polite when you say this. It's all Yue'er should do."

Song Qing lowered his eyes to look at the wine glass that was already filled with wine and chuckled happily.

"Haha, hahaha.

"Okay, okay, uncle is wrong. It was uncle who said it wrong."

"Hehehe, it's just a small problem. Please take your time, uncle."

The little cutie responded to Song Qing's words with a sweet smile, then slowly retreated back to Young Master Liu and stood still.

"call!"

After Song Qing exhaled a breath of alcohol, he frowned as he looked at Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye.

"Uncles, is there really no other way to deal with those fanatics except to massacre the whole city?"

Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye saw Song Qing's frown and both smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

“King Wuyi, let me tell you this.

As long as it is a method that can be thought of, Brother Nangong and I have already discussed it all in detail.

If we two old bones had any idea, why would we have told His Majesty about the idea of ​​massacring the city?"

“King Wuyi, Brother Zhang is right.

There is really no other way except to massacre the city."

Seeing the helpless expressions on Zhang Kuang and the other man's faces, Song Qing was silent for a moment with a complicated expression, then he raised his head slightly and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Should we, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Great Dragon Dynasty, who are on the Western Expedition, allow those rebellious traitors who refuse to submit to the king to continue to act so recklessly?

As for those fanatics, it is just as His Majesty said before.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

  If we allow them to continue to act so recklessly, where will the dignity of our Great Dragon Dynasty be?

How can we guarantee the safety of the lives of the 400,000 soldiers of our Great Dragon Dynasty who are on the Western Expedition?

We are all commanders, and as a commander I will say something straightforward.

If soldiers died on the battlefield, it could be considered a worthy death.

But what.

How miserable would it be if he died for no reason at the hands of those villains who only dared to launch sneak attacks in the dark and never dared to confront the soldiers of the Great Dragon Dynasty head-on? "

When Song Qing said this, he looked around with a complicated expression at the generals standing on the side.

"My fellow officers, does anyone have a plan to defeat these villains?"

Hearing Song Qing's question, dozens of generals, big and small, looked at each other in confusion.

Unfortunately, after a long while, no one answered Song Qing's question.

Obviously, they couldn't think of any better strategy to defeat the enemy. (End of this chapter)