Ning Que turned around.
"Qinghe, you must be careful."
"If the plan fails, evacuate immediately."
"Don't force yourself."
"I will."
Shen Qinghe smiled and nodded.
She pointed to the nine-zhang-high stone tower in front of her.
"Is this the Yinglie Pavilion?"
"Um."
Ning Que stroked the name on it. "This is Liu Mazi. I remember he was from Linshui Township, Jingyang. His face was covered with pockmarks, and he had two daughters. He knew I liked eating bamboo shoots, so he would send some to me every spring. He followed Tie Niu to set fire to the granary, but was later surrounded by Liao soldiers and shot to death by several arrows."
"And there's him, Liu Juncai. He's from the same hometown as Mazi, and he even went to school for two years and can write. His father died in Hulu Valley, but unexpectedly, he also died on the grassland. Qinghe, do you know why I don't want to go back to Jingyang? I really don't know how to face those people."
Ning Que's eyes also turned red.
When Jingyang was hit by a disaster, he went to provide disaster relief.
Many people watched him from a distance.
"You've done very well."
"After all, you are the Prince of Ning, not the Emperor of Feng."
"What you can do is fight for their rights."
Shen Qinghe was very serious and whispered, "Father once read your fortune and said that you have the appearance of an emperor and will become a great man in the future. I think that perhaps it would be better for you to sit in the position of Fengdi."
"Don't talk nonsense..." Ning Que waved his hand, "I don't have such big ambitions. My brother is actually doing quite well. If I were him, I'd probably be annoyed to death."
"As an emperor, he is naturally qualified. He has been very diligent since he came to power, and never rests until he has completed his daily affairs." Shen Qinghe paused, "But he is ambitious and has been at war year after year. Even a great country will perish if it is prone to warmongering. If this continues, it will sooner or later become a war of attrition, causing the people to suffer."
"Let's see."
Ning Que smiled.
He and Emperor Feng grew up wearing the same pants.
Born on the same day, they had many common topics. Later, Emperor Feng spent time in the military camp, further strengthening their relationship. Once, Ning Que fell into the river due to mischief, and Emperor Feng risked his life to save him. By the time he pulled him out, Emperor Feng himself was exhausted.
Ning Que still remembers these things to this day!
"Xiao Ning."
"What's wrong?"
"What if it was Emperor Feng who killed your father and brother?"
Shen Qinghe looked at Ning Que and spoke softly.
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