my empire simulator

Chapter 13 Rebellion!

At dusk, the morning and evening sunlight engulfed Yangxu City.

On the big red banner, a Shu character is engraved.

These all indicate that this is the city of Shu.

Soldiers in battle armor yawned from time to time on the tower.

"Snapped--"

Suddenly, someone slapped him on the head, turned his head, and saw a majestic man looking at him.

"General... General..."

When the soldier saw this man, he immediately became honest and looked at the man tremblingly.

Wang Han looked at the soldier's appearance, and said in a rough voice: "Take care..."

"Yes!"

The soldier felt a little wronged. After so many years, he was just guarding a war that could not be fought, but he hoped so, anyway, it would be good if he got the military salary.

After Wang Han finished speaking, he no longer looked at the soldier, but looked outside the city.

A piece of short grass, surrounded by two big mountains on both sides, formed a long and narrow valley road in front of the city gate, and the road stretched from the city gate to the valley road.

Putting his hand on the hilt of his sword, Wang Han heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the outside of the city as usual.

Going up the tower to check is something Wang Han often does, and only in this way can he feel at ease.

During these five years, Wang Han has never wavered, only his beard has grown a bit.

After going down the tower, in front of Wang Han, a man in a brocade robe cupped his hands and said, "General, Mr. Zhao Zhi invites you to a banquet."

"The banquet?"

Wang Han looked at the businessman in front of him, snorted coldly, and said, "I'm on business, so I can't drink, please go back."

As he said that, he stopped talking to the man in the brocade robe.

"General, General!"

The man in brocade robe hurried up to Wang Han, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Zhao Zhi said that we have something important to discuss."

"Is it important?"

Wang Han stared at the brocade-robed man, and said harshly, "Tell him to tell me personally that it is inconvenient to attend the banquet."

The man in brocade robe looked at Wang Han's reluctance, and felt very troublesome in his heart.

Soon, he returned to Zhao Zhi's mansion.

Zhao Zhi is young, 34 to [-], which is the time when his career will be successful.

After listening to the man in brocade robe's report, Zhao Zhi sighed, and said, "I've been probating him for four years, it's really smelly and hard!"

"Sir, if Wang Han doesn't attend the banquet, then he will seize the city..."

The man in the brocade robe didn't continue talking.

"The scheme can continue, the removal of Wang Han during the banquet is nothing more than to avoid complications."

Zhao Zhi stood up, and the servants understood the intention, and immediately changed clothes for Zhao Zhi.

"Even if the banquet is performed by our own people, we must continue. This is for Wang Han."

For Zhao Zhi's words, the brocade man was a little puzzled: "If Wang Han doesn't come, he won't be able to see this play..."

"He'll see."

Zhao Zhi smiled. In four years, he already knew Wang Han like the back of his hand.

After speaking, he walked out and prepared to host the dinner.

On the other side, Wang Han was sitting in the mansion at this time, looking at the map of Shuzhong in his hand and holding a glass of water in his hand.

In fact, he loves to drink alcohol, but at this time the military order is in place, he must not drink alcohol, so he uses water instead of alcohol to satisfy his cravings, and he has been doing this for five years.

"General, Zhao Zhi appeared at the dinner party, reciting poems and having fun with all the guests, during which there were singers performing dances..."

Listening to the report of his soldiers, Wang Han waved his hand to let him go down.

Wang Hao frowned, took a sip of water, and said to himself, "What the hell is this old fox doing?"

Putting down the water glass, he sighed, at this moment he really wanted to take a sip of the rice wine from Sichuan...

In the middle of the night, Yangxu City was on fire, the gates of the city were opened wide, and a lightly armed tribe rushed into the city...

……

In the night sky, two or three dots of starlight were dotted, and under the moonlight, Xu Qi's carriage drove towards the Shizi Mansion without any haste.

Shizifu

A three-character plaque hangs at the gate of the courtyard, and two auspicious stone beasts sit at the gate, looking solemn.

With the support of an attendant, Xu Qi could get out of the car.

Xu Qi, who was over sixty years old, had gray hair, brown spots on his face, cloudy eyes, leaning on a cane, Xu Qi was supported by his attendants, and walked slowly towards the Prince's Mansion.

Knocking on the door of the mansion, the servant at the door saw Xu Qi and immediately invited him into the mansion.

At this time, Jiang Xuzhen was sitting in front of the desk holding the bamboo slips in his hands, the candlelight was stirring in the breeze, reflecting Jiang Xuzhen's side face, making his originally pale cheeks a little more rosy.

There are various silk scrolls on the bookshelf behind him, and each scroll is made of ivory white jade buttons, and the type is marked with a silk label.

The faint aroma permeates it, clears the mind and refreshes the mind, and can also prevent silverfish.

"Cough cough..."

In the distance, a coughing sound awakened Jiang Xuzhen who was engrossed.

Looking towards the sound, he saw Xu Qi was being supported and had already walked into the courtyard.

"teacher."

Jiang Xuzhen immediately stood up, walked up to Xu Qi and saluted, "Students can't help but be engrossed in reading, please don't blame the teacher."

"Hehehe..."

Xu Qi looked at Jiang Xuzhen and laughed, and said in an old voice: "The oriental classics, the old man is also fascinated from time to time."

After Xu Qi sat down, Jiang Xuzhen immediately picked up the teapot, ready to pour a cup of tea for Xu Qi, but felt the teapot was a bit cold, and just thought that the teapot had been left for two hours.

"I'm going to make tea for the teacher."

As he said that, Jiang Xuzhen was going to pour the tea himself.

"It's not necessary."

Xu Qi stopped Jiang Xuzhen and said: "Your Majesty sit down first, the old man will only stay for a while before leaving."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuzhen shook his head and said with a smile: "The teacher is here, the students should pour tea for the teacher."

But this time, he ordered his servants to make tea.

Then he sat down facing Xu Qi, and said respectfully: "Mr. Xin is here to visit the students."

"The son can be so diligent, the blessings of the people in Sichuan."

As Xu Qi said, he coughed again.

After being praised by Xu Qi, Jiang Xuzhen pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's just what students should do."

"The people in Sichuan are suffering, and the students are deeply saddened. Only by studying hard can we have the opportunity to solve the poverty in Sichuan."

Speaking of this topic, Jiang Xuzhen became much more energetic, turned around and came to the bookshelf to search.

In the end, he found a volume of "Annotations to the Dao Jing", and said with a smile: "After reading this book, the students feel that it will be helpful for the Shu Kingdom at this time."

"...The greatness of a country depends only on the people, and the way of heaven depends on the time. It responds to the changes of things and changes with the times..."

Jiang Xuzhen recited part of the "Annotation to the Taoist Scriptures", especially this passage, which made him feel that he was enlightened!

Turning his head, he found that Xu Qi's expression didn't change at all. Jiang Xu was taken aback, put the scroll away, and asked, "Is there something important, teacher, here?"

Feeling something was wrong, Xu Qi came so late, it shouldn't be just to visit himself.

A moth flew past Xu Qi's eyes, attracted by the red candlelight, and approached the candlelight little by little.

"Miao Jiang rebelled..."

A hoarse voice sounded behind Jiang Xuzhen, and the hand holding the bamboo scroll tightened.

Jiang Xuzhen turned around slowly and looked at Xu Qi, a trace of panic appeared in Jiang Xuzhen's eyes.

Those cloudy eyes couldn't see any emotion, Xu Qi continued: "Your Majesty may already know about the loss of Yangxu City."

"pat..."

As soon as his hand was loosened, the bamboo slip slipped from Jiang Xuzhen's hand. Under the candlelight, Jiang Xuzhen's figure stretched very long, and a mutilated moth fell near the bamboo slip...

　Fourteen will be updated at noon tomorrow, I can't stand it anymore

　　
　
(End of this chapter)