After all, his life as the Sixth Prince was safe throughout the whole process.
While Eluguan was sighing, Hong Ya, who was standing at the doorstep with his hands crossed, frowned slightly... He thought of Emperor Zhao who kept saying that he would "kill Wuzhu", but actually showed leniency in the south of Hutuo River, where Wuzhu was most likely to be captured. Although the general principles were correct, there always seemed to be a hint of mockery in the peace terms.
Of course, now is not the time to think about this.
"The King of Wei is blessed by heaven, but it makes me look a little cowardly." After seeing the two brothers talking for a few words and calming down, Hong Ya hurried forward and said something nonsense. "To be honest with the King of Wei, I was in Zhending that day to persuade the Sixth Prince to surrender. I really failed the King of Wei's trust..."
"Of course I know." Wushu couldn't help but sigh. "The Grand Master told me, but it's not Minister Hong's fault... I can imagine what it was like when the Zhao Song officials carried tens of thousands of corpses and wounded soldiers over there. It's really impossible to defend... As for wanting to negotiate peace after surrendering, it's not your own decision. After all, we did mention this matter in the camp that day."
Hearing this, Erluguan also turned pale and quickly stood up to wipe his tears: "Regarding the peace talks, I wonder if Fourth Brother knows the specific terms? I said on the spot that the Zhao Song government was a bit too harsh."
"What do you think, Minister Hong?" Wuzhu ignored his sixth brother and looked at Hong Ya.
"I don't think this is harsh." Hong Ya stepped forward and looked at Wuzhu sternly. "It's the Zhao Song government that has bad intentions..."
Erluguan was stunned for a moment, while Wuzhu became serious and asked seriously, "What's your evil intention?"
"I think the so-called harshness is nothing more than a strategy of destroying the Jin Dynasty and then encircling three sides and leaving one side vulnerable." Hong Ya said frankly, with conviction. "In the final analysis, the Song people don't want to negotiate peace at all, and they still want to fight to the death. This peace clause is of course harsh at the moment, but when they have finished their reorganization, they will force us into a desperate situation, and then they can use this peace clause to shake our determination to fight to the death."
"That's right." Wushu thought for a moment and nodded heavily, but after a moment he sneered again. "Is that all?"
"There is also a strategy of alienation, but this one is too obvious." Hong Ya spread his hands, still speaking frankly. "'We must kill Wushu before we can achieve peace'... But in reality, how can we kill the Fourth Prince? Who will kill the Fourth Prince? It's just that they expect that after the Battle of Huolu, the Fourth Prince's prestige will be greatly reduced. If the Central Government wants to make an effort, it can only rely on the Yanyun clan and the tribes outside the Great Wall to make us suspicious of each other."
"That's right!" Wuzhu raised his head and lay down, sighing. "That's right! It hits the nail on the head! It hits the nail on the head! But this is an open conspiracy! It's an open conspiracy!"
Erluguan still nodded, but Hong Ya could not help but continue to ask: "King Wei, please tell me the truth, how many people have escaped along the Hutuo River!"
Wuzhu said nothing.
Hong Ya frowned slightly and was about to say something else, but unexpectedly a sour and foul smell suddenly came from behind him. Turning back, he found that someone had broken in from outside, and Tai Shi Nu did not stop him at all. Looking again, he found that the person was actually Wanhu Pucha Huzhan... He saw that the man was in a dishevel, wearing a short dress, with both legs and arms covered in reddish-brown mud, and his beard and hair were also full of dirt, but he was holding two pieces of white paper notices, which was really embarrassing and ridiculous.
But no matter what, it is always good to see another Wanhu alive... Because as Hong Ya and Wuzhu said, Emperor Zhao's strategy of sowing discord is clearly an open conspiracy. At this time, if there is a senior general who survives Huolu, it can strengthen the unity of the central government and the tribes outside the Great Wall, strengthen the central power, and then deter other small tribes and the Yanyun clan.
However, before he could say more, Pucha Huzhan collapsed on the ground, and then panted and said to Wuzhu on the couch: "The King of Wei... Wulin Datai wants that guy dead."
Wuzhu glanced at the person who came, and then he was relieved and not in a hurry: "Huzhan, isn't it normal for anyone to die in this situation?"
"But too many people have died." Pucha Huzhan held up the two notices in his hands, speaking excitedly and even choking with sobs.
Hong Ya originally thought that the other party was holding the imperial edicts that he had seen in Dingzhou. When he heard something wrong, he went forward and snatched it away. He just glanced at it and shook his head repeatedly, then handed the notice to the Sixth Prince in front of the couch.
Pucha Huzhan had already been chattering on the ground: "I escaped from Raoyang. I didn't dare to go to Hejian Prefecture. I just kept going around Suning Village to cross the river and then go to Gaoyang... I know the commander of Gaoyang. He was a surrendered general I accepted when I fought in Hedong... But when I got to the city, not only did he refuse to accept me, but he threw down two notices and told me to go on my own... I can't read, so I asked someone to read them in front of the door all the way here, and then I found out that thirteen Wanhu had died?!"
Wuzhu was slightly stunned, then he stretched his neck to look at his sixth brother who was holding the notice.
Erluguan instinctively wanted to hand it over, but after he stretched out his hand, he realized that his brother was in no condition to read it. He was helpless for a moment, so he took the initiative to speak: "Brother... it is the will of the Song people to establish their authority. They passed on the news of the capture and sent the head to all directions, hoping to take back the surrendered states and counties without bloodshed."
"Read the list and numbers." Wushu collapsed again. "Don't be shy, just read it!"
Erluguan had no choice but to unfold the document and look at it seriously: "The document was issued on the ninth day of the second month, which was yesterday. It was signed by Zhao Jiu of Cangzhou. It is considered an imperial edict... It says... It says... The Marshal of the Jin Kingdom led the Taiyuan Army Commander and Wanhu Wanyan Balisu, and the Longde Prefecture Army Commander Wanhu Wanyan Bendu, Wanhu Wanyan Tuhesu, Wanhu Ximao Ali, Wanhu Wanyan Huonu, Wanhu Pushan Beilu, Wanhu Wulinda Taiyu, Wanhu Wanyan Salihe, Wanhu Wendun Sizhong, Wanhu Renjiashao He, Wanhu Wanyan Zhehe, Wanhu Da Pusuyue, and Yanjing Hezhameng'an Dutong Wanyan Poshu, a total of thirteen people... In addition... Huolu killed 48 silver-plated marching Meng'an in battle and captured 32 people; killed 537 bronze-plated marching Mouke in battle and captured 323 people; killed 429 iron-plated Puliyan in battle and captured 221 people... A total of 1,703 people... Among them, those with heads will be displayed to the public with their marching cards, and those without heads and those who were captured will be displayed with their marching cards instead. "
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