Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 675 A crushing defeat

Zhao Deji didn't have time to listen to his flattery, but he felt that this shameless person's mysterious net had already spread wider and wider, covering the sky and covering it... Internal and external troubles, what should we do?

"Listen, this traitor is able to break through the defenses of Lin'an City and put up notices everywhere. What are you doing? Immediately investigate this matter thoroughly and arrest all suspicious people in Lin'an City. I would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go .”

"Yes!"

"Now the Jin army and Chen Bing border, who will fight?"

Although there were many generals present at the meeting, there was only one Liu Qi, who looked downcastly at his injured arm.

Zhao Deji roared: "Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, don't you have nothing to do now? Who will resist the Jin army?"

Liu Qi was still cautious: "Your Majesty, it stands to reason that we signed the Song-Jin peace treaty with the Kingdom of Jin, and it was signed by the fourth prince himself. He didn't have any reason, how could he suddenly break the contract without reason?"

"Didn't you hear that? These orders were all given by the fourth prince himself, and all those dispatched are all the direct descendants of the fourth prince... The fourth prince is a golden dog, back and forth, treacherous..." Zhao Deji was furious, "This time, what will happen?" What should I do? What do you guys think?"

Jin Wushu was furious: "It's an honor! I'm fucking lucky!"

When he scolded people, he was already very fluent in Chinese, and his whole person, from his clothes and hats to his behavior style, was almost an out-and-out Han Chinese.Even on the top of his head, because of a long-term illness, he retired at home to recuperate, because even the traces of the habitual braid disappeared during the year of traveling in the Song Dynasty.A scholar's headscarf, coupled with the toss and dust along the way, is simply like a poor poor man.

The parachutist was even more calm: "Fourth prince, isn't this your dream? All your life, you have dreamed of competing in the Central Plains, dominating the world, and going up and down to capture Zhao Deji. Now, for the mission you haven't completed, come with me!" Wouldn't it be good to cooperate and catch Zhao Deji? Don't you want to see Zhao Deji suffer? "

"Oh shit!"

Jin Wushu spat heavily and was speechless.

This fellow Zhao Deji, who made him the emperor, was indeed blinded by the heavens, and he is completely a wretched and despicable villain.God didn't deal with him, so he had to do it himself.

The paper, ink, brush and inkstone had already been brought, and the guards stepped back silently.

Jin Wushu's eyes fell on this wooden table that he found temporarily. It was a very rough board, which was assembled into a tabletop in a very rough way. The tabletop was not planed, and it looked uneven.

However, that set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone is out-and-out top grade!
The paper is flower paper from the middle of Shu, the famous Xue Tao paper, dyed with annatto flowers produced in Jiazhou (now Leshan County, Sichuan).Song poets said: "The name is only obtained from the Jiajun tree, and the style is still passed down from Xue Tao's time." It has only one color, but the rare rose red is completely memorable;
And the ink is also a high-quality good ink. At first glance, the skin is plump and greasy, and the luster is like lacquer. "Fourth Prince, this was made by Pan Gu, an ink artist in the Song Dynasty. Su Dongpo, Huang Shangu and other calligraphers and painters are all highly respected. By the way, many of Su Dongpo's calligraphy and paintings that you snatched at that time were written and painted with this kind of ink... You see, how?"

Jin Wushu ignored him at all, his eyes fell on the inkstone.This is a very antique thing. It is a Duan inkstone from the Tang Dynasty. It is bluish-purple with rich stone patterns. There are bluish-black patterns and cinnabar nails on the surface of the inkstone.What's more worth mentioning is that there is an eye on the inkstone - it is a "stone eye" shaped like an animal's eye.Duan inkstone is respected by "stone eyes", and stone worm fossils are the most respected.On this inkstone, there are "robin eyes" impressively, which is completely the highest grade among all inkstones.

That pen is also very peculiar. One end of the pen holder is hollowed out to form a hair cavity, and the hair on the tip of the pen is stuffed in the cavity. There is also a protective large bamboo case. The two sides of the middle part of the bamboo case are hollowed out, which is beautiful and elegant. It is said that it was made by Qin general Meng Tian himself, and later handed down to Cai Yong in the Eastern Han Dynasty. They are called "White Horse Zuo" and "Shi Hu Zuo" respectively. It is said that Cai Yong used these two pens when he wrote "Bi Fu". , It can be said to be a stroke of genius.

Jin Wushu's eyes fell on this set of extremely expensive writing stationery for a long time, but he didn't find it strange that there was such a set of prominent things on the simple table.

Stationery is always different from jewelry. Even if it is placed on a broken wooden board, it will not affect its charm in the slightest.

With a natural elegance.

Especially Xue Tao's lottery, which always shows a kind of final elegance in troubled times.After the Jingkang Rebellion, the entire Central Plains was ravaged by war, and even Yangzhou Road was ravaged by cavalry for a time, so that after Huma peeped at the river, the abandoned ponds and trees were still tired of talking about soldiers!
Only in the middle of Shu, because of the difficult road of Shu and the defense of the Wu Jie brothers, it did not suffer too much natural or man-made disasters.Therefore, it is still a place where the economy is relatively stable and developed.

It is also because of this that the elegance of Xue Taojian can continue to be passed down.

Then, his eyes fell on the man in rough clothes on the opposite side—the old gray robe, the commoner general.There is nothing valuable about him.Such a person always carries such a good set of writing tools with him.

A generation of Confucian generals is nothing more than that.

He suddenly remembered the song: "Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons." If it weren't for such a set of paper, ink, brush and inkstone, how could the magnificent "Man Jianghong" be written?
He let out a long breath, and then laughed.

The parachutist looked at him calmly, without making a sound.

Jin Wushu picked up Meng Tian's brush, took a closer look, and said nonchalantly, "Yue Pengju, are you not afraid of ruining your reputation by doing these things?"

"!!!"

"The folks think that you died unjustly. After you 'death', the folks call you Yue Wangye. Some mediocre people will burn incense and worship Buddha for you every New Year's day. You are a model of loyal ministers and filial sons in the Song Dynasty. Even your wife My son, everyone thinks that you are the first-class good person in the world, and the first-class loyal. Therefore, when you just died, even Zhao Deji didn't dare to hunt them down, so you escaped by chance. In order to give you this unjust death Ghost revenge, your wife did not hesitate to abandon her son, go away to Dajin, kill Wang Junhua, assassinate Qin Hui... a narrow escape! What about you? At that time, where did you hide? Where did you pretend to be a ghost? You are for revenge, for your king Ba Ye, in order to defeat Zhao Deji... what were you doing at those times?"

It was so still!

There is only the sound of howling cold wind, one after another, one wave after another, like countless monsters, sweeping infinite energy, whistling in and whistling away, enough to crack mountains and earth.

How humble and insignificant man is in front of nature!
"You used to be an upright and daring guy, what about now? What are you now? Do you know what you are doing now?"

"!!!"

"Rebellious officials and traitors! Treasonous traitors!"

"..."

"Even if you win the world, so what? You will still be nailed to the pillar of shame. From then on, let those foolish men and women who worship you spurn you forever! You don't want to be Shi Jingtang, but you are out-and-out Shi Jingtang."

"Fourth prince, why bother to say these things? You know that this is different. Expelling the Tartars and restoring the rivers and mountains, is there any kind for the princes and generals? The Taizu was also dressed in a yellow robe, and has he been famous forever? The son of heaven is a man of virtue. Come on, who said that Zhao Deji was born to be the emperor?"

The parachutist smiled, as if nothing had happened.

"Fourth prince, when did you become Zhao Deji's loyal minister and filial son? Don't you find it strange?"

Jin Wushu punched out.

The parachutist just turned slightly sideways.

The gray robe didn't even shake.

Like a sharp spear, it is not a tough shield that attacks, but a pile of cotton.

If you stab it in, you can't come out, it's soft.

Jin Wushu suddenly died down.

"Since the uprising, this general has traversed the two rivers and the Taihang Mountains, and pursued them southward. No one has committed any crimes in the past. In the two rivers, he has expelled the border bandits, expelled the spying Jin army, resumed production, opened up wasteland and farmland. Which one is not beneficial? Guo Limin? Fourth prince, what you said is nothing more than a waste of words. If you think scolding me will make you feel happier and relieve your hatred, then feel free to scold me boldly! Thousands of times every day, it doesn't matter!"

Jin Wushu gritted his teeth, almost not broken.

The parachutist still didn't care: "Fourth prince, you should write."

Jin Wushu almost collapsed.This person no longer has any joys, sorrows, joys, or emotions.Invulnerable.

Those who have always achieved great things must be invulnerable.

What's more, he has a trump card in his hand - the escaped Prince Zhao.

In the north, it is justifiable to order the heroes.

"Yue Pengju, it doesn't matter how powerful you are? You are a gopher after all, a gopher who can only hide in the gutter all your life! Even if you win the world, you will not be able to show your face. Others make wedding clothes."

"I never wanted to be an emperor!"

"There is no good person in the Zhao family. Hahaha, be careful. Zhao Deji can kill you without reason, but the master you secretly support won't? Once he ascends the throne, you may die worse than under Zhao Deji, haha Haha, I don't care how you escaped in the first place. However, you must die a second time... Haha, you still can't die well after all!"

"This point, don't bother the fourth prince!"

Jin Wushu sneered, suddenly crumpled Xue Tao's lottery, and solidified it into a ball of red in the palm of his hand: "Since you want this prince to write, why do you use this kind of woman's thing? Do you think it is writing love poems or lingering elegance? Do you think it's a boudoir gift for a woman?"

"Oh, why should the fourth prince be angry? Isn't this quite in line with your style? Because I remember that you snatched a lot of this kind of flower paper back then. Your relatives and friends should know your character? If you changed the letter paper, wouldn't they Are you not used to it?"

Jin Wushu panted heavily, Xue Tao crumpled the sign in his hand, and spread it out again.

This devil-like figure took everything into account, even the most delicate human concerns.

What kind of pain and torture does it take to reach such a state?
He slumped in his chair, completely admitting defeat.

I can't fight against it!

Both physically and mentally, they were defeated.

He wrote as soon as he picked up a pen, and his hands trembled every time he wrote a word.The complete despair in my heart suddenly reminded me of when Yue Pengju was imprisoned in Dali Temple Prison.A famous general with great military exploits, a man with illustrious military exploits, without any crimes, just "unnecessary", the best time of his life was facing that group of wolves and tigers in prison.

What about yourself?
(End of this chapter)