Rebirth of Wu Ba Spring and Autumn

Chapter 94
Qing Ji put his eyes on Sun Wu again, and asked slowly: "Changqing, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Sun Wu just pondered for a moment, and then said: "Your Majesty, I agree with Dazai's opinion. Huchu Kingdom, a big country, can eat away at its cities and towns, but not swallow them!"

"Although the Chu State lost [-] troops, it still has spare strength. Now that the Wu army is deeply trapped in Chu, it is definitely not advisable to turn the initiative into a passive."

Qingji frowned, then looked at Dian Ke Bo Tong who was sitting opposite and asked, "Bo Tong, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty, I think it's time for a battle!"

With a flattering expression on his face, Bo Tong said, "My state of Wu's attack on Chu is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"At this time, if we negotiate peace with Chu State, it is tantamount to seeking peace. The Shu land and the cities along the river that we captured by Wu State will not be guaranteed. Let alone the bloody sacrifices made by the soldiers before. In vain!"

Qing Ji nodded slightly, but still remained noncommittal.

Bo Tong is tactful by nature, especially good at flattery. He saw Ji Zha and Sun Wu all requesting peace with Chu, but Qing Ji didn't make a decision. He speculated secretly, and knew that Qing Ji was not reconciled to Wu Chu's peace negotiation!
Qingji himself knew this, so he didn't make a decision right away.

In fact, what Bo Tong said was not unreasonable!
At this time, if Wu Guo proposed a peace agreement with Chu State, it would undoubtedly be a disadvantage.

The bloody sacrifices made by the Wu army in defeating Chu were a lot, so was it wasted?
As for Shudi and many cities along the river, how could Qingji willingly spit out what he had eaten in his stomach and hand it over?
At this moment, seeing that Qingji was still hesitating, Jizha who was on the side couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said, "Your Majesty, can you go out of the palace with the old minister to see what's going on?"

"it is good."

Qingji did not refuse Ji Zha's request.

Ever since Zhenzi returned to Wudu, Qingji hadn't made private visits on Weifu for a long time, and had a good understanding of the people's sentiments!
Not long after, Qing Ji, surrounded by the three ministers Ji Zha, Sun Wu, and Bo Tong, and a group of guards, started patrolling the streets and alleys of the capital city of Wu with great fanfare.

The bazaar in Wudu is still as prosperous as it used to be, bustling with traffic, with street vendors coming and going.

However, entering the residential area where the common people live, the mood of celebrating Ji can't help but gradually become heavy!

I saw that under the low eaves, it was covered with onyx, and the white curtain fluttered with the cold wind, covering the gate with a layer of sad color.

Entering the room, there are a few people wearing filial piety clothes and white headscarves crying for mourning. There are men, women and children, all of them are full of sorrow, and the tears in the corners of their eyes are still there!

"Your Majesty!"

"The grassroots see the king!"

Seeing the guard of honor headed by Qingji enter, the old and weak women and children inside came over one after another and saluted Qingji.

"Don't be too polite."

Qingji immediately helped up an old man who was the leader.

The old man had gray temples, the wrinkles on his face were like ruts, and his eyes were cloudy, full of vicissitudes. The most unusual thing for Qing Ji was that the old man was a one-eyed dragon, and his left eye was obviously blind!

It was an eye that was injured by a sharp weapon and went blind!

"Old man, what are you?"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a choked voice: "I am waiting for this to mourn for the child. I don't want to disturb the king, so I ask the king to forgive me!"

"where."

Qing Ji shook his head and asked, "Old man, how did your son pass away?"

He had guessed something in his heart, but he didn't dare to admit it.

The old man sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, my son passed away last night. My son was called up to join the army. He fought with the army in Zhenzi years ago. He broke a leg and suffered three arrow wounds all over his body!"

"It's a good thing that my son survived Chu Manzi's hands, but the root cause of the disease has already fallen. It's freezing cold, and my son accidentally caught wind and cold, so he didn't survive this winter..."

Before the words were finished, including the old man, the whole family couldn't help feeling sad and wiped away their tears.

During the conversation with the old man, Qingji learned that the old man was also a member of the Wu army, and that eye was shot blind by an arrow when he was fighting with the Chu army!
The old man had three sons, the first two sons died young and sacrificed their lives for the country, leaving only one young son who is still underage.

At the end of the day, one can imagine the old man's mood when the white-haired man sent the black-haired man to the end!
Qingji was also very sentimental, and immediately stepped forward, bowing solemnly to the coffin placed behind the coffin, expressing his condolences.

At this moment, seeing Qingji, who is the king of a country, mourning for his son who is an unknown person, the old man couldn't help crying, and hurriedly said: "Your... Your Majesty, you can't do it, you can't do it."

"How can I not make it?"

Qingji held the rough hands of the old man, and said seriously: "Old man, your son is a martyr, a martyr who sacrificed for the country, I personally mourn him and salute him, how can I not do that?"

"Your Majesty Yingming!"

Ji Zha, Sun Wu, and Bo Tong on the side stood up immediately, and after flattering Qingji, they all stepped forward to express their condolences.

After all, as the King of Wu, Qingji set an example, let alone them?

"My lord, it's amazing to have a king like you in my country of Wu!"

The old man said with emotion.

However, Qingji replied earnestly: "No. The Wu Kingdom is truly remarkable because there are warriors like you who dare to sacrifice and do not avoid life and death!"

At this moment, the demeanor of a virtuous monarch displayed by Qingji made everyone present feel admiration and admiration!

Just like what Qingji said, Wu Guo is not great because of the king Qingji, but because of people like you, it is really great!
After bidding farewell to the old man's family, Qingji patrolled the streets and alleys again.

Just as he expected, there were plains hanging in front of the doors of many families, apparently there was a funeral not long ago!

And what can cause this effect is undoubtedly war.

The suffering brought by the continuous war to the people of Wu State is far more than that!
Xing, the people suffer!
Death, the people suffer!
Regardless of the rise and fall of the militaristic state of Wu, it is the common people who are doomed to suffer.

Gein, in this world of great strife, wars are frequent, and almost every household has a male who goes to the battlefield!
Widows and orphans are everywhere, and it is not uncommon for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person.

Qingji knew very well that the scene in Wudu was just a microcosm of the entire Wu Kingdom!
In the end, Qingji, who condoled Xisu's family one by one, was taken by Ji Zha to the bank of Xianghu Lake outside the city.

New graves have been erected there one after another, and what is buried under them are undoubtedly the corpses of fallen soldiers, or just simple clothes tombs!
It is lucky that the dead soldiers' bodies can be buried in their hometown, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. More people can only bury their bones in other places, or they can't even find their bodies, so they can only erect a clothes tomb!

(End of this chapter)