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Chapter 1195: This time it feels good (Part 1195) [Seeking monthly votes]

What Qian Yong could think of, the King of Zhen State, who had been the king for many years, could naturally think of as well, and he could even think of more.

It doesn't take much to appease Zhenguo's mascot.

If a princess who was full of resentment towards him survived, he, the king of the fallen Zhen State, would be dispensable. If he was unlucky enough to fall into Qian Yong's hands, he might even be unable to live or die! Thinking of this, the king of Zhen State looked paler than the corpse that had been in the morgue for three days. Qian Yong was so amused that he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Haha, are you scared to death?"

The King of Zhen pretended to be calm and said, "I want to live and die with Zhen. If you, a despicable villain, hadn't intervened, why would I be humiliated by you here? My son, as a royal blood, should live and die with the country. He will never be deceived by your words, and it is even more impossible for him to turn against me and my daughter as you wish... You'd better give up the idea of ​​sowing discord! Despicable villain!"

Qian Yong sneered and shook his head with a hint of sarcasm.

"Hey, if the border barrier of Zhen Country was 30% as strong as you say, it wouldn't be so vulnerable. When you said 'you will live and die with Zhen Country', did you mean you would jump off a tall building? Hahaha, this kind of behavior can only fool idiots. Not to mention that falling from such a short height wouldn't kill you, even if you could, are you so determined to die that you can suppress your body's instinct to survive and save yourself?"

An ordinary person would surely die if he jumped down.

  But, is this classmate an ordinary person?

No matter how obsessed he was with beauty and neglected his cultivation over the years, it did not change the fact that he was able to cultivate, and that he used the country's destiny to cultivate.

Qian Yong unceremoniously tore off the fig leaf of the King of Zhen.

The latter's face turned blue and white, and he became angry and embarrassed.

Obviously, Qian Yong hit the nail on the head with his most secret thoughts.

Qian Yong sneered: "What kind of person are you? How could I not know?"

Then he said excitedly: "Come to think of it, I haven't met your daughter yet? In terms of seniority, she is your niece, I have to go and see her."

Not only did he want to see it himself, he also wanted to bring others to see it.

For fun, Qian Yong ordered his men to seal the mouth of the King of Zhen State, so that he could only listen and watch but not speak!

Qian Yong wanted to ridicule his enemy's daughter, but when he saw the child who was about the same age as his daughter was pale, and everything below half of her forearm was gone, and blood was constantly oozing out of the broken wound and soaking the bandage, he couldn't help but feel a little pity. Although she lost too much blood, she was lucky. Shen Tang assigned three Xinglin doctors to Qian Yong's troops, and now he could spare one to pull her back from the brink of death. She has woken up, but she is not in a good spirit...

Doctor Xinglin said, "This girl is determined to die."

Qian Yong said it was very strange and he did not understand her logic: "You have the will to die? No way, you can struggle to survive with such a big wound, and now that you have a chance to live, you are ready to die?"

Doctor Xinglin carefully explained to Qian Yong.

"...General, not everyone can be open-minded and accept imperfection." Not to mention that the little girl is not even an adult yet, she has been raised in a secluded place since childhood, and has a simple and sensitive personality. How can she accept that when she wakes up one day, both her hands are gone, with only oblique cuts left on her arms?

Not to mention the ladies from wealthy families, many soldiers in military camps could not get over this hurdle - even if the medical practitioners could restore the broken limbs, they had to wait for this opportunity. Before receiving treatment, they had to live with their crippled bodies, and if they were not strong-minded, they would easily fall into confusion.

Qian Yong said awkwardly, "I didn't think it through."

Doctor Xinglin wrote a prescription and left.

He also had to rush to other places to treat the wounded - no matter how fast and smoothly the battle in Kangguo was fought, it would be impossible to have zero casualties.

Qian Yong frowned at the lifeless Wang Ji. She was like a dead wood that could breathe. His arrival did not bring her back to her senses. Qian Yong pulled over a stool and sat down with a big horse and a golden sword: "You are not like your father."

After a long time, the former princess's numb eyes began to show some changes.

She asked hoarsely, "Did my father die for his country?"

Qian Yong crossed his arms and said, "He jumped over the city wall."

Tears welled up in the former princess' eyes, and the depression in her heart seemed to dissipate at this moment. She hated her father, hated his incompetence, hated his coldness, hated his bullying... He still had the strength to swing his sword, but he did not rush towards the enemy, but fell on the weak.

This action made her despise and hate it.

After hearing that the other party jumped off the city wall to die for his country, the negative emotions faded a lot.

No matter what, my father was strict with others and himself, and barely managed to not lose the last bit of dignity of the ruler of a country...

In this case, what else can she blame the other party for?

She sighed and raised her half-remaining arm: "I don't know who you are, general, and what you want to do to me, but - a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated! My father died for his country, and as a descendant of the Zhen royal family, I think I have some role to play. I can't be humiliated or abused by the general. Moreover, I am already a disabled body. With the general's status, what kind of beauty and soft jade do you not have?"

The former princess knew that her words were of no use.

When Zhen Guo was still alive, she was a princess.

Without Zhenguo around, she was just a fish on the chopping board.

The title of former princess can only increase others' interest in conquering her, and her past status and position are all meaningless.

Qian Yong asked maliciously: "Your Highness, do you think anyone can be killed by jumping off the wall? Since he can't be killed, whether he jumps off the wall or the cliff, isn't it all for the outsiders to see? Just for this, he can win a good reputation even if he is the ruler of a fallen country."

After saying that, I saw the former princess suddenly sit up straight.

The red tide caused by anger stained her cheeks with an unhealthy red color, and her watery eyes were filled with crisscrossing bloodshot. Qian Yong could see two clusters of flames swirling in her eyes. The former princess gritted her teeth and said word by word: "He is not dead!"

If she still had her hands, she would have clenched her fists tightly, until her knuckles were tense and turned blue and white! The former princess felt that her anger was about to burn away all the air in her chest, and a strong feeling of suffocation was about to drown her.

Her teeth were trembling with the force, and her voice was torn apart by anger: "How can he live! How can he live so shamelessly!"

Qian Yong silently watched her arms being broken and bleeding.

"Perhaps it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death?" He laughed in his heart and said sarcastically, "Murder kills others, but suicide takes one's own life. How can the two things be of the same level of difficulty? Be lenient to yourself and strict to others. It is easier to ask others than to ask yourself. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

The former princess didn't need Qian Yong to add fuel to the fire.

She is now so angry that she is about to combust.

He killed his wife and daughter with the excuse of family and country, but chose to linger on. What did the people who died under his hands become? A joke! It only proved that he killed himself not because of a bullshit excuse, but simply because he could not tolerate his women and bloodline falling into the hands of the enemy and becoming a stain that humiliated him!

Under the impact of strong emotions, the former princess let out a ghostly laugh - she was laughing at herself for being so stupid not long ago, escaping death and still making excuses for the murderer's behavior!

  She is a bitch!

Everything in front of her was the retribution she deserved!

Qian Yong was also worried that he would overstimulate people, which would make things difficult. He secretly wondered what the King of Zhen would look like when he heard this, and at the same time he comforted the former princess: "Your father has been on the throne for so many years, so it is understandable that he would be reluctant to leave the world."

It took the former princess a long time to regain some of her rationality.

She looked up and looked at Qian Yong with her scarlet eyes.

Asked: "What do you want to do?"

  Even though she was a princess who was raised in seclusion, it didn't mean she knew nothing. She knew exactly what happened to the royal women who destroyed their country. When she woke up, she was not thrown into a brothel or given to a meritorious general as a concubine. Instead, a doctor came to take care of her injuries. This development was very unreasonable!

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Or is it that this general admires disabled people?

Qian Yong had no idea what she was thinking at the moment: "Your Highness Wang Ji, weren't you very smart just now? As long as you are a descendant of the royal family of Zhen State, there is no room for replacement. The Lord will not only not be wary of you because you are just a woman, but will also treat you well, showing his benevolence and letting the remnants of Zhen State and the old ministers watch!"

He asked maliciously: "Your Highness, do you understand?" The King of Zhen State was not dead yet.

Her Royal Highness Princess Wang is not the best choice.

The former princess looked at Qian Yong for a long time, as if trying to see through his motives. Qian Yong asked, "Would Your Highness kill his father?"

Patricide???

The two words struck the former princess' heart.

She said, "Impossible!"

He took a slow breath and continued, "He was so cruel as to kill my daughter, but I am not a beast who disregards human ethics. How could I kill my father for this?"

Qian Yong smiled and added: "Your Highness, please don't rush to answer. You should listen to what I say first, and then make a judgment. What if I say that if Your Highness follows my advice, not only will you be able to live a stable and worry-free life for the rest of your life, but your arms will also be restored to their original state?"

The former princess's back shuddered in disbelief.

Qian Yong looked her straight in the eye and said, "That's right."

Regeneration of severed limbs is not uncommon.

However, there are not many doctors in the medical field, and even fewer doctors who have reached this level of cultivation. The regeneration of broken limbs only serves a small number of disabled soldiers, and most of them are disabled soldiers who have retired due to age, and they are given priority to ensure that they can live a normal life after retirement. The former princess has no merit and no reward, so under normal circumstances, she would not be eligible for the regeneration of broken limbs, but Qian Yong can help.

As the price for his help -

"Your Highness, to be honest, your father is my enemy."

The former princess was filled with fear: "Since he is your enemy, why don't you take action? Killing him with your own hands would be more satisfying, wouldn't it?"

Qian Yong shook his head slowly, rejecting the former princess' proposal: "That's meaningless. If I kill him with my own hands, it won't be revenge, because he will be the one who feels happy! I will be the one who feels aggrieved!"

Of course revenge has to be satisfying.

Qian Yong said, "Your Highness, don't worry. It doesn't matter if you do nothing. You can still live a stable life as the princess of Zhen Kingdom. How can there be any overnight hatred between father and daughter?"

The former princess asked hastily, "What about my hand?"

Qian Yong said: "Keeping the broken arm will only remind your father of his guilt. It will remind him all the time that he owes you, his daughter... Anyway, you won't have a life of luxury in the future. You will have nothing to lose, so your hands won't be of any use to you."

The former princess' pupils trembled slightly.

Qian Yong sat for a while before standing up.

"I am busy with many things, so I won't disturb your highness from recuperating."

Qian Yong patted his butt and left.

The trusted officer quickly followed and said, "General, the lady looks gentle and kind, I'm afraid she won't do as you say."

  It's just killing a person, why go through so much trouble?

He said: "The King of Zhen State is in your eyes, so why don't I kill him for you? If the Lord investigates, I will be the only one held responsible. At most, I will be fined and dismissed, and given a beating with a military stick..."

Qian Yong in front suddenly stopped.

The deputy general almost bumped into him: "General?"

Qian Yong warned solemnly: "When you work under me, you only need to look at my face! I have the final say on what can be done and what cannot be done, not the master! Do you think you are Zhao Dayi? If Zhao Dayi crosses the line, the master will punish him with tea and court meeting. If you act on your own, you will lose your head! Who allows you to be so smart?"

  What does "at most a fine or dismissal from office" mean?

Do you think the cost is not high enough to just kill the leader of the defeated country?

Are you so reckless that you want to die? Aren't you afraid that one day you will be killed and your running dogs will be abandoned, and this incident will become an excuse for Shen Youli to settle accounts?

Deputy General: "...I know I was wrong."

Qian Yong exhaled: "Get up, this is not your fault, it's all because our master seems too easy to talk to."

So good that it makes people float.

The deputy general hesitated: "General, since you have these concerns, why did you instigate that princess to kill her father? If the Lord knew, wouldn't he also hold you responsible? It would be better for me to bear the blame!"

  The King of Zhen must die!

We must avenge the general!

Qian Yong looked up at the sky and sighed: "First, revenge, killing people and destroying their hearts; second, I also want to see..."

"Look? What are you looking at?"

Qian Yong patted the deputy general's helmet and scolded with a smile: "Look at how much weight I have on my master. When I get older, I will also be competitive and curious... Well, just this once, and it won't happen again."

He is not Qi Yuanliang and does not have so many enemies.

It will be almost over once the King of Zhen dies.

The deputy general was heartbroken: "...General, you have changed!"

The general was not like this in his old days.

Qian Yong raised his foot and kicked him in the tail.

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you go and count the spoils? When those leeches from the Ministry of Revenue come, they will confiscate all the good stuff!"

  These people in the Ministry of Revenue are truly his lifelong enemies!

The deputy general was kicked and staggered, then ran away holding his butt.

If you say three days, then it will be three days.

Along with the victory report, Shen Tang received more than a hundred boxes filled with spoils of war and news of the sudden illness of the King of Zhen. Shen Tang focused on the former and was not too concerned about the death of the latter, even if the news about the emergency was false...

because--

"The truth doesn't matter."

Shen Tang had never intended to let the King of Zhen live.

He had long since acquiesced in Qian Yong's murder for revenge.

“However, seducing a son to kill his father is too challenging to one’s worldview. If it gets reported to the Censorate, Qian Shuhe won’t have peace for the next few years. This won’t happen again. Let’s treat this time as an emergency and hold the funeral…” Shen Tang talked to Gu Chi.

Let's just put this matter behind us.

Shen Tang is more concerned about the developments in other countries.

On the day when Zhen was attacked, the royal court sent people to neighboring countries and allies to borrow troops and ask for help. Unfortunately, as soon as the messenger delivered the message, Zhen became history in just three days. The country that received the secret letter for help was now holding a time bomb. Should they send troops under the banner of helping Zhen to restore his country?

To send troops or not to send troops?

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