Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 29 I Want One [Jiangshan]

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Looking through the window sash to the [guard] who was about to rush in at any time, he touched the [revolver] in his cuff and really thought about shooting this [arrogant] man.

"but…"

When Wang Xuan looked at the sleeping old senior Zhu, if he collapsed, the two of them would also die.

After all, [the leader of the Han faction] is not a vain name, even the title of the current emperor can't scare him.

Wang Xuan pulled out his hand and twisted it deliberately, the only hope in his mind was [Han's] Mrs. Han.

"After all, there is a fate between us..."

Han Yuzhou stretched his waist and said, the light in his eyes gradually smoothed out a bit of warmth.

He waved his left hand to signal Wang Xuan to come closer, and talked softly with his lips.

"You can live to this day, you should really thank me..."

He leaned on the window edge and tightened his trouser waist, while Wang Xuan looked at him disdainfully and allowed him to give a reason.

"I thank you?"

"You have never known me before, so it can be said that you have nothing to do with it. Why do you want me to thank you?"

Han Yuzhou smiled and continued.

"a year ago…"

"If it weren't for Zhao Ruyu, I [Han faction] would have been able to lead the court and have power..."

"I am the leader of the [Korean faction], so naturally I have to do it myself. I understand that [the country's territory] is more important than anything else...

"Even if every inch should belong to us, I will get it for Da Song."

"At that time, I originally planned to report that old guy [Zhao Ruyu] first, and then go out to destroy you [Ping Yongguo] in person to show off [Jin] and [Xixia]."

"But you are very lucky, that [silly emperor] has always been cowardly and incompetent, and everything he hears is right."

"I didn't know who was bewitched at that time, but I only believed in Zhao Ruyu's words and refused to send troops..."

"Even almost framed me as treasonous and wanted to send me out of the province..."

"In this way, you [Pingyong Country] can successfully escape a year of wind and rain, and live alive today..."

"Your Highness, should you thank me for such a good deed?"

Han Yuzhou grinned, his contemptuous tone was disgusting.

Taunting others seems to bring him endless happiness, "Do you have a serious illness! And it's not a serious illness?"

Wang Xuan frowned, really wanted to ask him.

From the heart is not seeking [psychological comfort].

At the very least, the character of [Han Tuozhou] has never been described in this way in historical atlases.

Unable to send him under the fence, Wang Xuan really bowed to him.

"you…"

When he said that, there was some inexplicable astonishment on his face, his eyes widened, and he really didn't expect this [Queen] to be so obedient to him.

Wang Xuan straightened his waist, secretly delighted in his heart, "So it's also a paper tiger."

He regained his tone and said to Han Tuozhou.

"Since I have thanked you, please take my leave..."

Han Yuzhou was not stupid, he nodded his head as if he wanted to say something else, but he didn't say anything with his blunt expression.

When he was stopped by Wang Xuan the moment he opened the door, he still couldn't help feeling chills down his back.

Perhaps Wang Xuan couldn't see how silent the solemn face in the doorway was filled with moonlight.

It was an expression with a [differing] appearance from the previous [laughing and crazy] man.

"His Majesty's [wine], I like it very much..."

"[His Majesty's] people, I am also very concerned..."

"Your behavior has to make me think carefully. I wonder if you are a boring person? Or interesting..."

"Are you bearing the burden of humiliation? Or do you really dare not provoke me?"

He shook his head and glanced at Wang Xuan, still puzzled.

"why?"

The door was kicked straight open, and the drunkenness in the room smelled like fermentation.

The guard with the knife stepped forward to support him, and he was relieved to see Han Tuozhou walking out safely.

Wang Xuan's dark clothes were draped over the shoulders of Wang Shiyu who was holding the scabbard motionless.

"Cold?"

As he spoke, he stared at Han Tuozhou walking out of Zhu's gate.

Wang Shiyu sighed and shuttled his neck.

"Tell me, it's strange if it's not cold..."

"If you don't come out again, I'm afraid this will freeze me to death..."

"There are also those guards, the five big and three rough are shaking from the cold..."

Wang Shiyu muttered, it was midnight.

The steward of the Zhu family had no choice but to settle down for Wang Xuan and Wang Xuan first, and wait for the old Zhu Xi to wake up tomorrow.

"Let's talk before it's too late..."

The steward lowered his head and bowed, then found two pavilions to settle Wang Xuan temporarily.

[Second watch]

The pale sky inevitably caused people to get up early, and Wang Xuan was ashamed to say goodbye before leaving.

Fortunately, senior Zhu didn't mind, and the agreed "Confucian Classics" had to be prepared in advance.

Now [all] is clearly not enough.

"Senior Zhu, just let me know when you're ready..."

Zhu Xi drank the hangover tea, his face was quite ruddy.

"Yesterday's [Yanjing Beer] is really a stunner..."

Wang Xuan smiled and said nothing, stood up and said goodbye.

"If the old man still wants to taste it in the future, then the leftover [drinks] from yesterday can be given to the old man as a [gift]..."

Zhu Xi stroked his beard and couldn't help grinning.

"Is this true?"

I saw Wang Xuan pointing to the [inner room], "That's natural..."

"However, if Senior Zhu drinks alcohol in the future, please do so in moderation."

"After all, a small drink is beneficial, but a large drink is harmful..."

"Yesterday is a bit over..."

Wang Xuan shook his head while talking, and Zhu Xi also felt a little guilty.

"Your Highness, please make amends..."

"Don't think about big things with [Prime Minister Han], this person has always been [cautious], although [arrogant], the situation last night is really rare..."

Wang Xuan nodded, "Of course..."

"I'm afraid that [Prime Minister Han] encountered a good thing not long ago, so he lost his temper a little..."

"I don't care, I just hope that Senior Zhu will take care of himself..."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he bowed deeply, got into the carriage and was about to leave in a hurry.

After opening the curtain for a moment, the carriage was already rolling.

All that was left was some bluish-white smell of wine and sand, and his stomach was still retching and stirring.

Clutching Bai Sipa in his hand, he was restless.

He leaned against the side of the carriage and closed his eyes to meditate. From time to time, he thought of [Senior Lu] saying goodbye, followed by [Senior Zhu]'s drunken and frustrated indignation.

In the end, there was Han Yuzhou's words, "One year ago, [Pingyong Country] was destroyed."

His heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

"Is it fear?"

Wang Xuan's [omen] is quite strong, and [Pingyong Country] is a [land] that has no historical records, which further shows that [it] exists quite [very little].

"If, I mean if..."

Wang Xuan opened his eyes and stared at Wang Shiyu who was facing him with a heavy face. She looked at him and remained silent.

"What are you going to do if someone wants to invade [Pingyong Country]?"

Wang Shiyu was taken aback after hearing this, then shook her head, and after thinking for a moment, said softly.

"I would choose to run, hide and hide..."

As she spoke, she questioned Wang Xuan [the root of the problem], but obviously his eyes were wandering and he didn't get the answer he wanted.

Wang Xuan tightened his handkerchief and put it in his cuff.

"For example [Southern Song Dynasty] wants to attack [Pingyong Country], what do you plan to do?"

He whispered, trying to ask Wang Shiyu to seek a positive action.

"escape…"

Wang Shiyu said with certainty, her expression was quite calm.

"escape…"

"why?"

He was obviously not convinced, but he wanted to hear the original [Queen's] opinion.

"The situation in the Southern Song Dynasty is gone now, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse after all..."

"It may be difficult for [Jin] and [Xixia], but against us, if we face-to-face, our chances of winning are only surrender or [kill all]..."

"Instead of being captured or [killed], I feel that [running away] might be able to rebuild the city-state and preserve the cornerstone..."

Wang Xuan nodded and fell into deep thought.

"Han Tuozhou's threat is not bad, even if he is drunk and convulsed, what he said is very accurate..."

"No matter which country will win, they will also break through the city gate and capture [Pingyong country]."

"At that time, as a monarch, there will be only one end for him to be [a prisoner]..."

"It's not a good thing, but it shouldn't be a good thing [to be instigated halfway through]..."

Wang Xuan slightly opened the curtain beside him and looked out.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, the [fireworks in the world] were actually comparable to [Ping Yongguo], except for the fun markets and teahouses.

"We're just like them..."

"Maybe we have another way to go besides running away..."

He watched the street, while Wang Shiyu naturally poked his head out a little to appreciate it.

She puts her nose up and sniffs [taste].

"Chaos dumplings, the candy maker [Ping Yongguo] have never been so [authentic]..."

Wang Xuan looked at her, and waved his hand to stop the carriage.

Just sit down, and you can see the rise of the [Imperial Palace] not far away.

With a disdainful sound, he looked up at Wang Shiyu.

"Even if a snack street in [Lin'an City] is good, so what?"

"[Southern Song Dynasty] and I [Pingyong Country] must be on the same level..."

"Didn't you say you haven't eaten?"

"Since you're here this time, I'll take you to eat it all..."

Wang Shiyu pouted, not to mention she really didn't believe it.

"You take me to eat all over?"

"Of course! Why, can't I afford to support you when I'm alone [His Royal Highness]?"

When Wang Xuan spoke, his tone was particularly high, but such words have always been Wang Shiyu's lines.

She seemed a little [flattered], and when she looked down, she realized that her hands were firmly clasped.

She was very tall, and after taking a low look at Wang Xuan, she felt restless.

That "[myself]" stubbornness is so cute and stupid...

"Will you let go of my hand?"

She spoke softly, as if afraid to be heard.

(End of this chapter)