Dahan first prince

Chapter 190 How innocent is Peng Yue? !
It is often said in later generations that the collapse of principles often comes from a momentary wavering.

And the moment Lu Wan wavered, it became the beginning of Zhang Sheng's reversal of fate and the beginning of Yan Wang Lu Wan's road to perdition...

"I heard: Liang Wang Peng Yue has beheaded the city of Suiyang for His Majesty, and hung his head on the Luoyang city tower."

"Your Majesty got the meat from Peng Yue's corpse and sent it to Huainan Wang Yingbu, saying: Give me the minced meat."

Under the gaze of Lu Wan who was no longer determined, he said this sentence in a calm tone, and saw Zhang Sheng suddenly sneered, and then looked up at Lu Wan meaningfully.

"The 'Minced Meat' bestowed by His Majesty has already been delivered to the King?"

"I don't know how your Majesty gave this 'minced meat', how does it feel?"

As he spoke, the sarcasm on Zhang Sheng's face gradually turned into a look of deep worry.

From this worry, Lu Wan was surprised to find that all Zhang Sheng's worries seemed to be for herself...
"Huh..."

Zhang Sheng snorted twice, then turned his head full of sarcasm, glanced at the people in the hall for a week, and said: "Just now, the king said: Zang Tu, the king of Yan, and Gongwei, the king of Linjiang, are all It is not wrong to raise troops to judge the traitors of the Han Dynasty and let them perish."

"And the great king said: Zhang Ao, king of Zhao, and Han Xin, king of Chu, lost their titles, and they did plan to commit crimes. The witnesses and material evidences are convincing."

"What's more, when Han Wangxin surrendered to Hu, he didn't know the debate between Huai and barbarians, so he acted against the master and judged Han; Han Xin was demoted to Huaiyin Marquis, and was lured and killed in Chang'an Changle Palace by the queen. He deserved his crime and reaped the consequences... "

After saying these words calmly, Zhang Sheng's face finally showed a touch of deep worry and a bit of bitterness that was exhausted but not understood.

"Since Your Majesty Yunchen made another statement, I will obey your Majesty's edict!"

"—Dare to ask your majesty: Liang Wang Peng Yue, how innocent?!"

"What crime did he commit, causing His Majesty to despise his head and deprive his family, hang his head and cut up his flesh, and send it to the hands of the princes. The name is 'reward minced meat', which is actually a threat?!!!! !"

As he said that, Zhang Sheng's face suddenly became solemn, and his gaze towards Lu Wan was filled with bitter and sincere sorrow.

"Zang Tu, King of Yan, and Gongwei, King of Linjiang, indeed raised troops!"

"The king of Zhao Zhang Ao and the king of Chu Han Xin have indeed done something wrong!!!"

"Han Wangxin committed himself to the northern barbarians, and it really insulted the dignity of Ji Zhou's royal family!!!!!!"

"However, Peng Yue, king of Liang, is guilty of anything?"

"Did Peng Yue raise an army?!"

"Have you ever been like Zhao Wang Zhang Ao, sitting and watching the disciples assassinate the holy driver?!"

"Or, like Chu King Han Xin, take in the remnants of Zhonglizhen and his like?!!!"

"And how did Peng Yue follow Han Wangxin's actions and judge Han against the Lord, or follow Han Xin's secret communication with Chen Xi to cause chaos in the world, and outside of Changling, after the assassination of Sheji?!!!!!!"

Following Zhang Sheng's contagious dissuasion, the expression on Lu Wan's face only became more and more shaken.

Unconsciously, she slowly sat back on the soft couch, raised her head thoughtfully, and with the last bit of strength, Lu Wan put forward her last rebuttal point of view.

"Last year, Chen Xi rebelled against Dai and Zhao, His Majesty summoned Peng Yue to accompany him to the conquest, and Peng Yue claimed that he was ill..."

Following Lu Wan's involuntarily lowered volume and increasingly guilty tone, a big rock finally fell to the ground in Zhang Sheng's heart.

Then, Zhang Sheng sneered with the utmost sarcasm, resounding through the main hall of King Yan Palace.

"Humph!"

"I'm sick..."

"Hum!!!"

With the bottom line in his heart, Zhang Sheng naturally has no worries about the future, and his gaze towards Lu Wan is more and more loyal without being fake.

"—Just 'saying that the disease will not go away', so that the head of Peng Yue will be hung in Luoyang, and the three tribes will be exiled?!"

"Humph!"

"Sliding the world's jokes!!!"

With a low horn full of sarcasm, Zhang Sheng turned his head coldly.

Waiting for the warrior behind him to untie the thick ropes that bound his hands, Zhang Sheng stood up quickly, and immediately waved his sleeves coldly!

"Your Majesty!"

"—"Han Law" written by Feng Hou Xiaohe, there are 23 chapters, and there are hundreds of laws and regulations. How can there be even one word that says "calling sick and refusing to call", so that you can be the head of the family and punish the family?!"

"What's more: Liang Wang Pengyue, since the time when His Majesty started from Dang County to attack Qin, he has been with His Majesty for a long time. He has gone through hundreds of battles, and the moments of life and death are countless!"

"In the past, Your Majesty left Pengcheng after defeating Pengcheng, and was trapped in Xingyang for Xiang Yu. Peng Yue went out every three days and every three days to attack Xiang Yu's grain road!"

"For more than a year, His Majesty's distress can be relieved; but in this battle alone, Peng Yue himself suffered from dozens of sores, and there were as many as seven sores on his vital organs!!"

"Xiang Yu is dead now, even though Peng Yue is not very old, or because of old wounds in his later years, he is occasionally sick and unable to do it."

"If this is the case alone, His Majesty will disregard the achievements of the past and the humility of the present, and send Wang Tianqi, who is only a mediocre minister, to become the leader of Peng Yue and barbarian?!"

Asking this question full of sorrow, Zhang Sheng looked at Lu Wan with undisguised worry and anxiety.

"Your Majesty, why don't you try to think about it: in the future, if the Xiongnu in the North, or Zhao Tuo in the South Vietnam, or one of the Kwantung vassals is in chaos, Your Majesty will call the King to accompany you if you want to conquer in person again."

"If at that time, His Majesty was old and sick, and could not go there in person, and only sent his capable soldiers, after the battle, would His Majesty be able to protect the ancestral temple and his life?"

"Or at that time, His Majesty only said, 'Lu Wan, the King of Yan, refused to be summoned because of his illness', and sent Wang Tianqi and his like to take the head of the King and hang it on the tower of Jidu City?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sheng put on an endlessly miserable expression, and bowed to Lu Wan extremely slowly.

"My lord, this is all I have to say..."

"If the king wants to kill the minister, the minister, I still only say one word..."

As he spoke, Zhang Sheng straightened up slowly, knelt down on the ground again with an extremely solemn expression, and bowed heavily to Lu Wan.

"Criminal Zhang Sheng!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing death upon you!!!"

After saying that, Zhang Sheng finally kowtowed heavily with a gloomy expression, pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, and waited for the verdict of fate.

And on the upper soft couch, Yan Wang Lu Wan's expression changed all over his face, and he sat slumped on the spot with slack eyes, shaking his head in a daze, and muttering something incessantly.

"Your Majesty will not..."

"Your Majesty's faithful..."

"Your Majesty and the widow have the same brotherhood, and they were born at the same age, the same ten days, and the same day..."

"The widow..."

"The widow and Your Majesty..."

"right!!!"

She murmured to herself for a long time with a dull expression, and then she saw Lu Wan stood up from the couch as if thinking of something.

"Your Majesty and I are the same township party!"

"Your Majesty once said: All rich people are His Majesty's brothers and arms, and they are even more honored by the 'Shandong Fathers'!!!"

Speaking urgently, Lu Wan took out a piece of extremely rough Chu jade from her bosom as if she was afraid that someone would not believe it, and immediately looked around in a panic to everyone in the hall.

"This jade!"

"This jade is a gift from His Majesty to the widow at the time of his death!"

"Your Majesty once said: But with this jade, the Han family will never have the weapon to kill the Lu family, or the law to punish the Lu family!!!"

"This is His Majesty's golden words!!!!!!"

Seeing Lu Wan holding the ugly jade in horror and waving it in the direction of everyone in the hall, Zhang Sheng sat up slowly, shook his head with a wry smile.

"Your Majesty..."

"King..."

After a bitter smile of extreme helplessness, Zhang Sheng finally raised his head again, looking up at Lu Wan with a helpless expression.

"Your Majesty's words, really can be called 'Jinkouyuyan'?"

"You are so rich and meritorious, can you really get the preferential treatment from His Majesty, so that there is no future trouble?!"

After asking two questions miserably, Zhang Sheng shook his head with a wry smile, and then lamented leisurely.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember: when the Han Dynasty was established, His Majesty conferred meritorious titles, and there were 46 people in every hundred."

"At that time, Your Majesty has contributed 46 people to the Marquis, what will you promise?"

Seeing that Lu Wan's expression became more and more dazed, Zhang Sheng put the past that Lu Wan had forgotten in front of Lu Wan in an extremely calm and contagious tone.

"——Let the Yellow River be like a belt, Mount Tai be like a stern, the country will last forever, and the descendants of the Miao people..."①
Softly recited the past, the promise made by the emperor Liu Bang to the founding father, Zhang Sheng smiled miserably.

"Your Majesty, you know: when Your Majesty established Han Zuo and succeeded the emperor, there were 46 and [-] meritorious marquises, how many families and families are still alive today?"

"Even if there are more than a hundred meritorious princes left today, how will His Majesty treat them?"

As he said that, Zhang Sheng smiled wryly on his face, and then became more and more bleak.

"Your Majesty also said: Zang Tu, Gongwei, Zhang Ao, Han Xin, Han Wangxin, Peng Yue and others are all descendants later; Yu Fengpei Yuancong, Your Majesty will not treat you harshly."

"However, Your Majesty, you know: when the prime minister of the dynasty, Fenghou Xiaohe, why did he tarnish his reputation in Guanzhong back then?"

"Has your Majesty ever known that Fan Kuai, Marquis of Wuyang, is His Majesty's brother-in-law, but is suspected by His Majesty because of the Lu family? And no official position, piece of military power?"

"Cao Shen, Marquis of Pingyang, was rich and wealthy, and his Majesty moved far away to Qi State to become the king's minister; Zhou Bo, the Marquis of Jiang, was also worshiped as a Taiwei by his Majesty because of the war last year. different?"

Having said that, Zhang Sheng quietly squeezed out two anxious tears from his eye sockets, and there was even a little choking in his tone of voice.

"King~"

"Your Majesty doesn't know why Prime Minister Xiao Heyuan defiled himself, why Fan Kuai and Zhou Bo were treated coldly by His Majesty, why Marquis Cao Shen of Pingyang was moved far away to the Guandong by His Majesty, Your Majesty should also remember why Lu Ze, Marquis of Zhou Luling, died in Daibei?"

With a choked voice, Zhang Sheng knelt two steps forward, and his tone was full of anxiety and worry.

"Zhou Luhou Lu Ze is His Majesty's brother-in-law and the eldest brother of the Empress~"

"Your Majesty, don't you think that Your Majesty regards Your Majesty more than the eldest brother of the Empress and the uncle of the crown prince?"

"Or the friendship between the King and His Majesty is stronger than that of Marquis Feng Xiao He, Marquis of Wuyang Fan Kuai, or Marquis Jiang Zhou Bo, Marquis of Ruyin Guan Ying?"

Hearing Zhang Sheng's sad question that hit the soul, Lu Wan subconsciously moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

But after Zhang Sheng added the next sentence, the rebuttal that Lu Wan rushed to her mouth, "The relationship between your Majesty and me, is not comparable to that of Fan Kuai, Zhou Bo, Xiao He, and Cao Shen", was finally quietly swallowed back... ··
"Your Majesty may wish to think again: How does Your Majesty treat the eldest brother's son?"

"——Despite the entreaties of the Supreme Emperor, His Majesty will not forget to seal the eldest brother as 'Gengjiehou'..."

"Second brother again, how does His Majesty treat each other?"

"——However, we were unable to win against the Huns in the northern barbarians. In the past, the generation of kings took away the title for His Majesty; so far, they have not been reinstated..."

As he spoke with a heavy face, the choking in Zhang Sheng's tone gradually turned into a wail.

"Your Majesty and his mother's brothers are so close by blood, does your majesty think that your majesty and your majesty's 'siblings with different surnames' are closer to the clan brothers?"

"If this is the case, I will congratulate you as a king; but if not, what should I do?"

"Your Majesty, don't you want your ministers, like that doctor Luan Bu, to return to Jidu on an envoy, only to see the head of your Majesty hanging on the tower?!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sheng was completely crying, taking advantage of the time to breathe, while talking, he did not forget to beat his chest with a miserable face.

"King~~~"

"Even if the king doesn't care about the ancestral temple and heirs, he should still be a minister. He will not fall into a miserable place like Luanbu, but in Chang'an, it is better to be on guard~~~"

"King!!!"

"King..."

After saying these words in extreme misery, Zhang Sheng collapsed on the ground powerlessly, touching his forehead to the ground, his shoulders unceasingly heaved, and he cried 'hissing' from time to time.

And on the soft couch above, watching Zhang Sheng's behavior, Yan Wang Lu Wan finally recovered from the endless daze and stupefaction, and the eyes that looked at Zhang Sheng could not help but gradually deepened. .

"Just because of this, you are convenient for the northern barbarians to have sex with the Huns, to forget the ancestors after counting the codes, and to betray the master and judge Hu?!"

Hearing Lu Wan's grunt, Zhang Sheng hastily stopped crying.

After hearing Lu Wan's yelling, the irritable mood had faintly eased, Zhang Sheng straightened up again, and wiped the tears on his face miserably.

"What I did was not to have an affair with the Huns, but to plan for the king in the future..."

After muttering these words aggrievedly, seeing Zhang Sheng pouted again, he barely suppressed his crying.

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty and your servants, if they are useful, they will be favored, and if they are useless, they will be discarded."

"Han Xin, Han Wangxin, or Lu Ze and Peng Yue in the past are all like this!"

"Today, there are only three princes with different surnames in the Guandong, the Great King, Huainan Wang Yingbu, and Changsha Wang Wuchen."

"The king of Changsha is still useful to His Majesty, and there is no danger for the time being; Yingbu, the king of Huainan, is afraid that he will rise up and turn against His Majesty soon."

As he said that, Zhang Sheng raised his head to look at Lu Wan with deep eyes, and there was a faint sense of determination on his face.

"Today, if the King wants to obtain the Baozong Temple, there is only one plan!"

"—But your Majesty is like the King of Changsha, 'useful' to His Majesty and Chang'an, so there is nothing wrong with it, Your Majesty!"

"Also, the king of Changsha, the reason why he is called Chang'an is that he can't get rid of it, but because of the southern part of the Lingnan, Zhao Tuo can stand on his own. His majesty needs the king of Changsha to station in the north of the Lingbei to restrain Zhao Tuo."

"If Your Majesty wants to follow the example of Changsha and keep the ancestral temple safe, the only way to get another 'Zhao Tuo' outside the northern wall, the ancestral temple of my country of Yan, will not be taboo by your majesty!"

"And the minister thought that he could be the 'Zhao Tuo' of the great king..."

"I'm afraid it's just Chen Xi!"

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PS: 1. Let the Yellow River be like a belt, and Mount Tai be like a mountain, so that the country will last forever and reach the Miao people.

Translation: Even if the Yellow River is as thin as a belt, and Mount Tai is as flat as a whetstone, the feudal state (of the heroic officials) will still exist, and will still take care of the descendants of the ministers.

(End of this chapter)