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Chapter 1223: Come on, cub (Part 1223) [Seeking monthly votes]

"I've met my ancestors."

Outside the tent, the young man was feeling proud that he had won over the general without spending a penny. But before he could even show any joy, the general opposite him suddenly saluted with his fists clasped behind him, as if he had seen someone terrifying.

The boy reacted suddenly.

  He immediately put away his unnecessary expressions and bowed deeply to the herbalist, with a respectful and humble attitude. When he raised his eyes again, there was only admiration in his eyes. As a poor boy, he knew that everything in front of him was brought by this cheap ancestor, so how could he dare to be disrespectful?

The herbalist raised his hand to signal him not to be polite.

"What were you talking about just now? It sounds quite cheerful."

Although the young man was scheming, he had not yet mastered it. He could not tell the true emotion in the words of the herbalist, and was worried whether the other party really did not hear him, or was asking knowingly. However, the general beside him reacted quickly and said, "The young man just asked me for advice."

The herbalist glanced at the other person casually.

"Oh? What did he ask you for advice?"

  What he meant was, what was the problem that made her unable to talk to this old ancestor, and why she had to bow down to a half-baked outsider?

Just one glance made the general's hair stand on end, and his scalp felt itchy and numb, as if hundreds of ants were crawling over it. The general swallowed a few times nervously, resisting the urge to use his martial energy to resist the pressure from the herbalist, and said, "Yes, please tell me how to settle the female captives given by the master... I am young and kind-hearted, and I can't bear to see the weak women and children being bullied..."

The young man didn’t understand, but the generals understood something.

In the era when the herbalist lived, killing was rampant, and it was even more cruel than it is today. At the most brutal times, warlords fought each other, and revenge was commonplace. The more they fought, the more crazy they became. Every battle would involve rape and looting, and even massacres, so that every household would wear mourning clothes.

At that time, young and strong men were dying rapidly, and women not only had to work hard to give birth, but also had to shoulder most of the livelihood. Even so, the speed of giving birth and raising children still could not keep up with the warlords' butchery.

The population was halved again and again, and all forces were unable to recover.

Under the pressure of population decline, the warlords had to reach a tacit agreement that they would try their best not to hurt the female prisoners in battle or looting. The herbalist who had come from that era might not be used to reward the soldiers with female prisoners as prostitutes. The general did not know whether his speculation was right or wrong, but fortunately the herbalist's reaction gave him peace of mind.

He raised his eyelids: "Oh? How do you want to deal with it?"

The young man's face turned pale as he listened.

He didn't dare to interrupt, and prayed in his heart that the general would not give the wrong answer.

Fortunately, this general was quick-witted and eloquent: "This group of female captives was given by the Lord. They are the women of You Kingdom's nobles. Their status is special and it is not easy to release them casually. I will send someone to inquire around to see if there are any soldiers of the right age who have made meritorious services but are still unmarried. I will match them up and help them find a marriage. At the same time, it can also show the Lord's mercy and compassion for the poor and the weak."

"Pity the humble and the weak? Oh, you are quite humane."

The herbalist left with his hands behind his back.

The boy opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

He accidentally met the old ancestor's dark pupils, and all the pores on his body exploded in an instant, his mind went blank, and he almost lost the ability to think. When he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that the lining had been wet with sweat at some point, and the soft satin was sticky to his skin.

I heard the other party's slightly playful words.

“…People should not forget their roots. I remember that your ancestors also had a rough life. As her descendant, you can’t talk about how to bring honor to the family, but at least you shouldn’t rub salt into the wound.” The herbalist said this before leaving, and his tone sounded quite impatient.

The young man didn't dare to move until the herbalist had left for a long time.

His cheeks burned fiercely, and all kinds of embarrassing emotions surged up. He didn't know whether it was because his right to dispose of the things thrown to him by the herbalist was interfered with, or because he was forced to take back the "gift" he promised to others, or because he learned that his ancestors had also encountered such a thing, and it was bluntly said in front of outsiders. The boy was proud of his family background, his ancestors were glorious, and his life experience was clean. Even if he was down and out now, his bloodline would bring him back to the top...

The appearance of Cui Zhi and the herbalist made him believe it without a doubt.

But he didn't expect that the ancestor himself would expose his true colors.

The general could tell at a glance that the young man was uncomfortable, so he found an excuse to leave. If he continued to stay here, he would only be disliked.

The herbalist had no idea of ​​the boy's psychological activities.

Even if you know, you can't understand the other person's thoughts.

When he was young, not to mention ordinary people, even the nobles and royal families could not eat enough every day, let alone wear silk and satin to cover their bodies. Survival was a problem, so who would bother about the things between men and women?

Since learning that he has a blood relative alive, the herbalist has been uncontrollably recalling the details of the past. What you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night, and he did remember some details in his dreams recently. He vaguely remembered that the other person was a widowed young woman, and also had a surname.

Being born into a rich family, life is not easy.

When the city was captured, she was captured. Fortunately, she found a good man, who protected her and her family for two years. But the man was unlucky and was killed by a stray arrow during a siege. The washerwoman wandered around with her few relatives until she found other tribesmen. They were kind-hearted and willing to take her in and give her a place to live.

The washerwoman in the dream had a pair of hands covered with thick calluses. She lived under someone else's roof and had to do everything herself, including all the rough and tiring work. When they were entangled by the stream that day, his heart and eyes were filled with curiosity and the novelty of having sex for the first time, and he didn't pay much attention to anything else.

Compared with most ordinary women at that time, the washerwoman was lucky. She at least lived to a ripe old age and had her children and grandchildren around her. But these were not enough to erase the sufferings in her early years. As her descendants, we should not pity our ancestors, but we should not be ashamed of them either.

After all, he was not the child he had given birth to or raised, so the herbalist was not very close to the boy, and his advice was just to the point. If he could understand, that would be the best, but if he couldn't, that didn't matter...

The bloodline he longed for was the one that could inherit everything from him.

It's not like he's not picky about anything.

  The young man knew that he had displeased his patron, so he turned around and went to ask the head of the Cui family for advice. Cui Zhi was a close uncle, and he would definitely not ignore him. If he could establish a good relationship with Cui Zhi, he would become a great help in the future and help him rebuild the family's glory!

It didn't take long for the news of what happened here to reach the ears of the Queen of Qi. She puffed out a cigarette and stared at the white jade cigarette holder in her hand with interest: "...I thought he was a murderer, but I didn't expect he was also a flower-loving person, rough but delicate."

"My Lord, those captives?"

The King of Qi said, "Just do what needs to be done."

Except for the female prisoners targeted by the herbalist, all other prisoners, regardless of gender, were dealt with according to the old rules, those who should be killed were killed, and those who should be rewarded were rewarded. She saw Qi Cang, who was sitting in the corner, daydreaming, so she deliberately called out his name and asked him what he thought about the matter.

  What could Qi Cang think?

Now he just kills time by watching other people having fun.

When the excitement was not enough, he would deliberately stir up trouble: "I don't care about these things, but if Lady Mei knew about this, she would probably write a letter to stop it..."

In Qi Cang's opinion, Mei Meng is a woman who knows how to survive. She knows very well that if she wants to survive in a dangerous environment, she cannot do it by herself. Two fists cannot beat four hands. Even a 20th-rank Chehou can be beaten to death.

It is right to win over allies as much as possible.

Not only did he win over every woman who could practice cultivation internally, he also made a clear stance externally. After Mei Meng came to power, in every war that Qi State won, the captured women could not be given as rewards or treats to the soldiers as before. In order to appease the dissatisfaction of the soldiers, Mei Meng compensated them with material things, giving most of the spoils to the soldiers and paying them enough, which was quite effective.

Although this move offended a group of people, the compensation was in place and the resistance was not as great as expected. At the same time, it also helped Mei Meng win over a group of allies. These allies started too late and had too little time to grow. If you want to see benefits from these people, you still need to wait patiently. Mei Meng has this patience, but the King of Qi does not.

When Mei Meng tried to win over allies, her interests were the first to be harmed.

The bulk of the spoils should have belonged to her. The loss of profits is visible to the naked eye, but the gains will come more than ten or even dozens of years later. Who knows what the situation will be like by then? Will she still be the owner of the land under her feet?

Hearing Qi Cang mention Mei Meng, the king's face became visibly gloomy, and he said, "Jing He will understand my difficulties."

Military generals are not so easy to drive.

These are jackals, tigers and leopards who will not stop eating until they see the meat.

Mobilize their fighting enthusiasm and make them willing to sacrifice their lives to capture cities and territories. Gold, silver, jewelry, and beautiful women are the most direct and effective incentives! War costs money, and governance costs money. Instead of spending your own money, it is better to spend the enemy's money to do your own things.

It's not that she doesn't understand Mei Meng's intention.

It just feels so stupid and thankless.

  She is the ruler of a country, a ruler who holds the power of life and death. Only those who are beneficial to her power are her allies! Power is her ally! The women of her enemies are just resources for her to achieve her goals! Why should she pity them? Why should she treat them well at the risk of offending her own people? Which person in power throughout history did not step on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood to get to the top? How can a footstool be distinguished between men and women?

She only cares about the immediate gains and losses.

Qi Cangxin shrugged and said, "Maybe."

Not long after, Cui Zhi came to ask for a meeting.

Qi Cang was very tactful and left tactfully, leaving the space. When he walked out of the tent, he met Cui Zhi and squinted his eyes slightly to try to see what he was thinking. He spoke in a sarcastic tone: "Who is Mr. Cui going to introduce to the Lord?"

Cui Zhi smiled but said nothing.

Qi Cang deliberately pinched his throat and said, "Mr. Cui is now a popular person around the master, but I have something to tell you. Living with the king is like living with a tiger, let alone a tigress."

Cui Zhi went straight to the point: "General, you may as well speak frankly."

"Did you scheme against Mei Jinghe?"

Cui Zhi looked at Qi Cang calmly and said, "General, you are wrongly accusing her. Isn't it her own fault?"

Why did the bad guy file the complaint first?

  Why don’t you mention that his wife Cui Hui almost died at the hands of Mei Meng?

Qi Cangzhong snorted, rolled his eyes and walked away.

Cui Zhi did not see Qi Cang as a threat.

Qi Cang is a traitor who can betray at any time. If there is any sincerity, it is for Zheng Qiao back then. After all, Zheng Qiao was really generous to Qi Cang, and the two of them have similar tastes, so it is hard not to play together. Does the current king want to do what Zheng Qiao did to subdue Qi Cang? It is unlikely.

Who knows, Qi Cang might stab you in the back someday.

The queen didn't care about the conversation between Qi Cang and Cui Zhi outside the tent. She only cared about how Cui Zhi was doing. Cui Zhi was a little surprised by the queen's eagerness: "...As far as I know, Gongyang Yongye severely injured the famous general of Kang State with a huge advantage and returned with a great victory. There is no warrior in Kang State who is more difficult than Gongxi Chou..."

  As for Shen Youli being slightly better than Gong Xichou?

This was news a few years ago.

Lord Shen was concentrating on managing state affairs and handling national politics, so he didn't have much time to practice, and he was probably left behind by Gong Xichou.

Capturing Gongxi Chou would be a blow to the morale of the Kang State.

The king was still not satisfied and actually urged Cui Zhi.

The King of Qi could only tell the minor details of the recent past and sighed, "...As the saying goes, a small detail can reveal a big picture. I feel that Gongyang Yongye is not my kindred spirit. Even if I use the power of gratitude to make him surrender and help me temporarily, he is an external force after all and cannot be relied on for a long time."

The herbalist would not help her for long.

But if Kang Guo is not killed, he will always be a hidden danger.

She would naturally be anxious.

Before that, she had one more thing to do.

"...All the heads of the You Kingdom's royal family have been taken. The You Kingdom is completely destroyed. Let's write a letter to announce it to the world and see how Shen Youli responds. Will she continue to make trouble with a thick face, or will she retreat wisely?"

Gong Xichou suffered a great loss and his life or death was unknown.

Mr. Shen still has some sense, so she should reconsider.

There will be a war sooner or later, but that doesn’t mean it has to start now.

Not long after it was sent out, Shen Tang responded quickly, and the content of the response was quite impolite. The King of Qi ignored the insults and long nonsense that made people's three corpses jump, and refined the core of the article - the King of You had already predicted Qi's prediction and guessed that Qi would act ruthlessly, so he made a backup plan and sent You's princess to Kang's territory in advance!

  This princess is the last bloodline of the royal family of You State!

If she hadn't died, who could say that the You Kingdom had been destroyed? If she hadn't shed her last drop of blood, who could say that the You Kingdom had no hope of restoration?

The King of Qi almost broke his pipe.

He uttered a few curses in dialect as his fangs rubbed against each other.

"...Shen, does she still have any shame?"

  Who can prove that this Princess of You is real? Wasn't it someone hired by Shen to pretend to be her? The Qi State questioned Princess of You's identity and pulled out the genealogy of the royal family of You. They slaughtered the royal family of You according to the genealogy, so how could there be any fish that slipped through the net?

The princess from the You Kingdom was so angry that she vomited blood.

A mouthful of blood splattered all over the ground and his face turned pale.

As the tragic news of the destruction of the You Kingdom and the massacre of the royal family came, she was completely hopeless. She knew that Qi Guo was cruel, but she didn't expect him to be so cruel! After the grief, there was overwhelming hatred! The world was only bloody, and her mind was filled with the word revenge.

Revenge is easier said than done.

I have no relatives and am all alone.

How can she take revenge on the powerful country in the southwest?

unless--

She gambled everything and placed all her hopes on Shen Tang.

Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, she grabbed Shen Tang's clothes and looked up to beg: "I have nothing to ask for, I just want her to be cut into pieces with a thousand! Knives! Ten thousand! Cuts! I just want her to die a miserable death!"

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Sigh, when I bought a car, didn't someone else treat me to a meal to congratulate me? Why was it me who treated me? Buying a car emptied my wallet (turned out my pockets, not a penny was leftJPG) Now, two tables of banquets have been promised, and it just so happens that my cousins ​​have returned from the army to visit their families, so let's celebrate together (I have to eat as much as I can!)