Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 240

Luye Zanliang was an aggrieved little maid in Li's other courtyard, Li Qinzai glanced at her lightly and then kept silent.

But in the eyes of the Japanese people, she is the eldest daughter of the emperor, the dignified princess, except for her father, any subject of the Japanese country must kneel down and worship her when they see her.

This is the case with the salesman in front of him.

The shopkeeper is the vassal of a man named "Zhongchen Kamazu" in the Wa Kingdom, and the Zhongchen Kamazu is the confidant of the future king of the Wa Kingdom.

As the confidant of the lord of the Japanese kingdom, when the salesman saw Lu Ye Zanliang's maid dress and the pitiful appearance with low eyebrows, the salesman suddenly felt sad, and couldn't help crying. He knelt down in front of her with a plop, and then wept loudly .

The Lord worries about the humiliation of his ministers, and the Lord humiliates his ministers to death.

The eldest princess of a country became the slave of the enemy's enemy, and the shopkeeper felt distressed and resentful, and his hatred for Li Qinzai became more and more deeply rooted in his bone marrow.

"The hatred of destroying the country, the hatred of humiliating the Lord, the minister will kill Li Qinzai, and avenge this deep hatred!" The shopkeeper cried bitterly.

He conveniently took out a short knife from his bosom, and while weeping, he gestured on his stomach, as if he wanted to express his loyalty by committing seppuku, but after gesticulating with the short knife for a long time, he still couldn't cut it.

Uno Zanliang was taken aback by his appearance, and hurriedly said: "There is no need to do this, if I can keep my father and the subjects of Yamato Kingdom safe, I will be happy even if I am a slave."

The shopkeeper wiped away his tears, stood up suddenly, and said with a choked voice: "Your Highness, please rest assured, please be wronged for a few more days, and when I calmly plan the arrangement, I will definitely find a perfect opportunity to kill Li Qinzai with one blow. "

Uno Sanliang's face suddenly became calm, and there was a sense of majesty in the calm.

"Didn't you hear what I said just now?" Uno Sanliang's tone became colder.

The shopkeeper looked at her in astonishment.

Luye Zanliang said with a more serious tone: "I said, there is no need to be like this, I am willing to be a slave!"

The shopkeeper asked in surprise, "Why is your highness like this?"

Lu Ye Zanliang said coldly: "If you kill Li Qinzai, what will happen to my father and countless subjects who are far away in the Yamato Kingdom?"

"The imperial guards and the defense of the capital Feiniao City are under the control of the Tang army. If Li Qinzai is assassinated and killed, do you know what a heavy price my father and the subjects will have to pay?"

The salesman said seriously: "The crime lies with the minister, so what has to do with the innocent? If the assassin succeeds, I would like to kill myself on the spot, and end this hatred!"

Lu Ye Zanliang sneered: "Do you think the Tang Congress will reason with you? When the Tang army landed in the country, every gram of a city was slaughtered. Tens of thousands of innocent people died under the sword of the Tang army. Have you ever passed my lord father and my subjects?"

"The emperor of the Tang Dynasty valued Li Qinzai very much. How can the subjects of our Dahe Kingdom stay out of the incident when the most important courtier of the emperor was assassinated? The emperor of the Tang Kingdom will definitely take revenge and take the lives of hundreds of thousands of subjects of our Dahe Kingdom to be buried with Li Qinzai. If you assassinate him , is to trap our Yamato country in a place where it will never be restored."

The shopkeeper said in grief and indignation: "Could it be that the revenge of destroying the country cannot be avenged?"

Lu Ye Zanliang sighed: "The current situation is like this, so what can we do... In the end, it is our Dahe country that made a mistake first. If we hadn't taken the initiative to attack the Tang army at the mouth of the Baijiang River, we would not have suffered the disaster of destroying the country..."

Staring at the shopkeeper's face, Luye Zanliang said slowly: "Recently, the Zhuangzi has been filled with pieces from the Imperial Army of the Tang Dynasty and the Duke's Mansion. Obviously, the Tang Dynasty already knows about your plan to assassinate Li Qinzai..."

"Give up, you have no hope, no matter whether it succeeds or not, our subjects of the Yamato Kingdom will pay a great price."

A haze flashed in the shopkeeper's eyes, and he could tell that the eldest daughter of the emperor had no intention of revenge. Such a deep hatred of destroying the country was replaced by a deep fear and awe of the enemy in her heart.

Forget it, the royal family whose fate is controlled by the enemy really can't count on their backbone.

Prostrating on the ground, the salesman said in a low voice: "Yes, Your Royal Highness, the eldest daughter of the emperor, I have given up."

Luye Zanliang stared at him and asked suspiciously, "Did you really give up?"

"Your servant really gave up."

Lu Ye Zan Liang nodded: "You should leave now, this place is full of eyeliners, you are very lucky to be able to sneak here in disguise."

The salesman looked at her, and said deeply: "The eldest daughter of the emperor, take care, and I will leave."

Seeing the salesman walk away carrying the burden, Luye Zanliang still felt uneasy.

Lu Ye Zanliang is not stupid and sweet, she will not believe other people's words so easily.

Judging from the tone and demeanor of the shopkeeper just now, I am afraid he will not give up the assassination so easily.

So, is Wu Shaolang in danger?

He is obviously an enemy of destroying the country, but after getting along for a long time, the hatred for him in Luye Zanliang's heart seems not so pure. At that moment, even a thought of worrying about him flashed in her mind.

Although it was only for a short moment, she still hated the thought that she shouldn't have just now. To her, it was disloyalty and disfilial piety.

There was no one around, Lu Ye Zanliang suddenly knelt down facing Dongfang, and said with great remorse: "Father, I'm sorry! I will continue to hate!"

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The shopkeeper carried the burden, took another mountain path and turned around, carefully dodged several patrol teams of the forbidden army, and only put down the burden after leaving Ganjingzhuang for more than ten miles, staring at the village with bloodshot eyes rising from the cooking smoke in the distance.

The salesman's name is Fujiwara Ishiri, from Asuka City, Kyoto, Japan.Both his grandfather and father were retainers of Nakatomi Kamazu, and even the surname "Fujiwara" was bestowed by Nakatomi Kamazu.

In March of the second year of Longshuo, Li Qinzai led the Tang army to capture Asuka City, the capital of Japan. On the day the city was broken, Zhongchen Kamatsu led the remaining troops in the city to resist, but in the end it was the mantis' arms that were vulnerable to a single blow.

Fujiwara Ishitoshi's father died in the battle of defending the city. After the city was broken, the Tang army slaughtered the city for three days. His mother, sisters, and clan members were all slaughtered by the Tang army.

Later, Brother Zhong had no choice but to succumb to the Tang Dynasty, signed an armistice agreement, and handed over the defense rights of Asuka Castle and the Imperial Palace. After the war ended, Fujiwara Ishitoshi, the envoy to the Tang Dynasty who was studying in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, received a funeral letter from the Japanese country.

The entire family died, leaving only him alone.

At the moment of despair, Fujiwara Ishiri decided to take revenge.

He vowed to kill Li Qinzai himself.

For him, destroying the country and destroying the family is a bloody feud, and it is impossible for anyone to persuade him to give up.

The elder brother Zhong couldn't, the minister Lianzu couldn't, and the eldest daughter of the emperor couldn't.

The mortal blood feud cannot be resolved by anyone, except the head of the enemy.

Kneeling on the ground and weeping silently, after a long time, Fujiwara Ishiri wiped away his tears, straightened his expression, and instantly turned into a simple and honest salesman, picked up the load and walked towards the distance.

(End of this chapter)