Chapter 300 Why is it so difficult to get married?
At night.
Wen Zi sat beside He Zhaojun's bed, looking at her sleeping face, and couldn't help feeling sad. He would always find a way to do what He Zhaojun wanted to do, but this time, he didn't know if Zhaojun would blame him.
He closed the door. Gu Guan was already waiting outside. "Young Master, do you understand what His Majesty means today? Is His Majesty in favor of war or peace?"
"If I didn't know my father well enough, I might have really thought that he would be a member of the peace faction." Wen Ziduan said this with great certainty. His father had never suffered any loss on horseback. It was too late for the Huns to think of negotiating peace now.
Gu Guan was stunned. "Your Majesty, do you want to take this opportunity to intensify the conflict between the Northern and Southern Xiongnu and completely resolve the major threat to the northwest?"
"You've been with me for a long time and have made some progress," Wen Ziduan looked at him approvingly. "However, I guess the reason why Father hasn't recalled Zisheng is because he wants him to maneuver and significantly weaken the Xiongnu, then drive out the remaining ones, and ultimately bring at least a hundred years of peace to the northwestern border."
"As you said, Your Majesty has great ambitions." Gu Guan was stunned for a long moment. "Which sentence did I miss, and how did you hear it? Is there some secret code that I don't know?"
"The Emperor ordered the construction of an iron cell for Hu Yanju that seems absolutely impossible to escape from. However, the craftsman who built it was none other than the blacksmith of the Ruijin Banner of the He family. Isn't this a clear invitation for Zhaojun to kill Hu Yanju?"
Gu Guan was even more confused. "Young Lady has indeed made some progress in her martial arts, but if she wants to be on par with Hu Yanju, the most powerful general of the Xiongnu, or even to kill him, she will need another twenty years of training."
Wen Ziduan thought of He Zhaojun and shrugged: "Zhaojun never relied on brute force to win. Trust her."
"Oh... Kill Hu Yanju, and the negotiations will naturally break down. We can take advantage of this opportunity to detain Huhanye Chanyu. The Southern Xiongnu will be leaderless and will collapse without a fight!"
Wen Ziduan shook his head again: "I always feel that things will not be so simple, but as long as we follow the trend when the time comes, all that Zhaojun wants will come true - kill Hu Yanju and go to the northwest to find her father and brother."
Gu Guan bowed and said, "Young Master, I can assassinate Hu Yanju first, and the effect will be the same then."
"You don't have to do anything, and you can't assassinate... Zhaojun must not only kill her enemies with her own hands, but also do it openly!"
Gu Guan was no longer able to understand. How could this be done? Not to mention that the court's backyard where Hu Yanju was imprisoned was heavily guarded, making it difficult for Gu Guan to even approach it, Hu Yanju was also imprisoned in an iron cage.
Not only could he not get out, but no one could kill him either. Emperor Wen would certainly not release Hu Yanju before Huhanye Chanyu arrived.
This was a difficult matter, for Emperor Wen could not openly support either side. If he advocated peace, Ling Zisheng alone would have to claim he was not subject to the emperor's orders and would not withdraw his troops. If he advocated war, those old scoundrels who advocated peace would be on crutches and would die in the Dezheng Hall. Emperor Wen could not bear to see these loyal ministers committing suicide.
Wen Ziduan smiled. He believed that once this was accomplished, Emperor Wen would not only not blame him, but would also greatly reward He Zhaojun. Even if He Jiang was truly at fault, it would be easy to ask for mercy from his father, at least to spare his life.
Thinking of this, Wen Ziduan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but when he thought of the best date to take action, his face fell again and he sighed.
Gu Guan was so stunned by the sight of his young master performing the facial changing show.
"Young Master, when do we start?"
Wen Ziduan pouted and said, "On the wedding day."
I'm so angry. I'm afraid this marriage won't be possible again.
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