Chapter 924: Young and frivolous
After breakfast, Su Qi came.
There was such a big commotion in Yun'an Temple yesterday, and Yang Liushi was injured as a result. He must come to ask about the situation.
"Sir, I wanted to come over last night, but when I heard that Madam was injured, I didn't come to disturb you."
In a guest room, Su Qi and Wei Changtian sat opposite each other, and their tone was quite sincere: "I wonder what happened in Yun'an Temple? Is Madam's injury serious?"
"The matter of Yun'an Temple has nothing to do with you. You just need to have someone keep a close eye on that area and don't let any strangers in."
Wei Changtian took a sip of tea and replied casually: "Liu Shi's injury is fine, thank you for your concern."
"I'm glad Madam is alright."
Su Qi nodded, and did not ask about Yun'an Temple. Instead, he hesitated for a moment before continuing:
"Sir, does the army still need to set out today as scheduled?"
"Should we wait until Madam recovers?"
"No need to wait, just move camp as planned."
Wei Changtian looked at the copper clock in the corner and said, "There are still two hours left. Please go to the army and keep an eye on it to make sure there is no trouble."
".yes."
With a slightly surprised expression, Su Qi could tell that Wei Changtian was trying to drive him away.
After all, such a big thing must have been arranged long ago, so there is no need for him to keep an eye on it now.
Although he was confused, Su Qi didn't say much. He just responded and left.
Not long after he left, a white-haired old man in casual clothes walked out from the inner room of the guest room and sat down opposite Wei Changtian with a complicated expression.
"Prince Wei"
"Well, Master Zhang, you just heard it. I will not change my mind."
Glancing at the white-haired old man, Wei Changtian spoke calmly.
"Unless Jing Guoqing dies in front of me, there is no point in discussing this matter."
"Hey, Master Wei, why are you doing this?"
It was obvious that the white-haired old man was sent by Jing Guoqing to make a final attempt at negotiation with Wei Changtian.
Hearing Wei Changtian's resolute attitude, he did not show any anger, but just smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"This war will not benefit you or your majesty in any way. If you are just seeking revenge for Daqian's previous expedition to the west, then your majesty will surely give you a satisfactory explanation."
"Even ceding a few prefectures is not a problem."
"Master Wei, let me say a few words from the bottom of my heart."
"Your Majesty, it's not that he really can't do anything to you. Daqian still has the strength to fight."
"There are also the 200,000 surrendered soldiers. When they really reach the foot of the capital, do you think they will still work for Su Qi?"
"Sir, these words of mine have nothing to do with my position. I really think there is no need to fight this battle."
"Instead of ending up with both sides dead, it's better for both sides to take a step back. That's a win-win situation, isn't it?"
“.”
It can be heard that the lobbyists sent by Jing Guoqing this time are of very high level.
But Wei Changtian was well aware of what he said.
"Master Zhang, why should I win against my enemy?"
With an unchanged expression, Wei Changtian picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea: "For me, it's either you live or die, or you live or I die."
"Enemy. There are no permanent enemies between countries."
The white-haired old man refilled Wei Changtian's tea and said, "Sir, everyone knows who has the final say among the three kingdoms of Dashu, Daning, and Xinfeng."
"You must know that every decision you make is not only about yourself, but will also affect the fate of the Wei family, as well as the three kingdoms of Ning, Shu and Feng."
“You have to think about these people.”
Having said this, the white-haired old man expressed a threat implicitly for the first time.
Yes, we can’t do anything to you, Wei Changtian.
But what about your relatives and friends? What about the people of the three kingdoms of Ning, Shu and Feng? If it really comes to a life-and-death struggle, everyone will do whatever it takes, and no one will have an easy time.
"Haha, Master Zhang, I am not afraid of being threatened by others."
With a sneer, Wei Changtian's attitude at this moment was exactly the same as when he faced the golden hairpin thrown in by Guankong.
"Anyway, I still say the same thing. Unless Jing Guoqing dies in front of me, there is no room for negotiation."
"Don't you think I can't win?"
"Then let's see if I win."
“.”
After the last sentence fell heavily, Wei Changtian closed his eyes and stopped looking at the white-haired old man.
The latter did not try to persuade him any further, but just looked at him deeply again, then stood up and bowed.
"Master Wei, if that's the case, then I'll take my leave."
"Well, no."
"well"
Shaking his head, the white-haired old man slowly walked out of the guest room and soon left the inn by car.
He knew very well that this battle was inevitable, so he had to rush back to the capital immediately and report everything to Jing Guoqing truthfully.
In fact, the white-haired old man never had too many expectations for this trip.
He understood that with Wei Changtian's character, since things had come to this point, he would never give up.
Dahui is a good example.
But the white-haired old man couldn't understand why Wei Changtian was not afraid at all that Daqian would take revenge on his family.
Is he pretending? Or was he prepared? But as the saying goes, it is easy to dodge a gun but hard to guard against an arrow. How can he be so confident about such a thing? The white-haired old man couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
At this time, the carriage had driven out of the north gate. He turned his head and looked outside. Everywhere he looked, he saw the black-armored Tengu soldiers ready to go.
The solemn and terrifying Tengu flags stood in the army, swaying slightly in the warm and bright sunshine, creating a sharp contrast like the Linchuan City a year ago and now.
well.
In a world of great strife, no one will be soft-hearted. Two hours later, at the Moon Viewing Inn.
"Boom boom"
Outside the city, the mighty "righteous army" has set out westward, and under the watchful eyes of countless eyes from all sides, it has begun to advance towards the capital of Daqian.
There were several horse-drawn carriages parked outside the inn, and at this moment, waiters were loading boxes of luggage onto the carriages.
Soon, all the luggage was loaded into the car, and Zhang San ran to Wei Changtian and asked, "Sir, everything is packed, shall we leave now?"
"Well, let's go."
Wei Changtian looked at the sun above his head and nodded slightly.
Soon, Yang Liushi, Li Zimu, Xu Quan, Zhili, and the four masters of the Jiuzhen Sect all got on the carriage. Only Wei Changtian was still standing there, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
Zhang San came over again and asked in confusion, "What else are you going to do?"
"It's nothing, Zhang San, go find a good horse."
Wei Changtian suddenly smiled and ordered: "It's such a nice day, it's a pity to take a car, I'll ride a horse for a while."
"Here it is. I will go find the horse right away."
Although Zhang San didn't know why Wei Changtian chose to ride a horse instead of a carriage, he ran away immediately and soon came back with a horse.
This is the innkeeper's horse. It is snow-white all over. Although it is certainly not as fast as a war horse, it is still a good horse.
"Sir, do you think this one is okay?"
"Okay, that's good."
Wei Changtian took the reins and jumped on the horse. He immediately squeezed the horse's belly and galloped out with a loud laugh.
"Hahaha, I'm leaving first! You don't have to worry about me!"
"Well"
Zhang San didn't expect Wei Changtian to leave as soon as he said he would, and he couldn't help but stand there in a daze for a moment.
Including Yang Liushi and others, they all leaned out of the car windows at this time, staring blankly at the back of the person riding a horse in front of them, with expressions of great surprise.
But as they looked at it, they felt that the picture had an inexplicable sense of harmony.
Obviously he was going to fight, but why did Wei Changtian ride his horse and seem to be returning home in glory? The golden sun was in the sky, and its path was bright.
The hidden dragon leaps, its scales and claws flying.
The black robe and white horse ride on the wind, the sword shines on the weeping willows in the long summer.
It can be said that no matter what the future holds, one should be young and frivolous.
(Volume 9, End)
(End of this chapter)
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