Chapter 89: Yan Kingdom Refuses to Surrender
"Intercept Xiao Zhinian! Bring him back!"
Liubao lowered his head and stood still.
Shen Zhejiang asked: "What does this mean?"
"...At this time, he is already in the northern border and will never come back." Liu Bao's voice was a little choked. After all, he had served Xiao Zhinian for many years and knew that Xiao Zhinian had already made up his mind that he would never come back. "He told Your Majesty not to look for him anymore and not to pursue the past. He has let you down in this life. I wish Your Majesty good health for the rest of his life and we will never meet in the next life."
After saying that, he knelt down with tears streaming down his face.
Afterlife...
Never meet again.
Impossible, this is definitely not what Xiao Zhinian said...
Shen Zhejiang shook his head. He didn't believe it. He wanted Xiao Zhinian to tell him in person.
He ran out barefoot.
“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!”
Liu Bao was chasing from behind, blurry and looking at the running figure of Shen Zhejiang, and suddenly it seemed as if he was no longer seeing Shen Zhejiang, but Xiao Zhinian.
It was exactly the same as when I learned of Shen Zhejiang's death.
Oh, these two people...
Once Chen Zhejiang left the house, he had nowhere to go.
He stopped under the eaves and looked around. He saw a large number of ministers kneeling in the courtyard. It seemed that they had anticipated that he would go looking for someone and were deliberately blocking the door.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!!"
Deafening sound.
A country cannot be without a king.
Besides, now is the time of war.
Xiao Zhinian is gone, and there is no one to take over, so naturally, Shen Zhejiang, who has the right to take that position, must take it.
There is no one else except Shen Zhejiang.
Even if he was not sober anymore, Shen Zhejiang was always different from Xiao Zhinian in this regard.
The clenched fist gradually loosened.
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The battle between Yan State and Northern Barbarians was extremely fierce. Almost every day, battle reports were urgently sent back to the palace from the front line 800 miles away, reporting where Northern Barbarians had attacked, how many casualties had been suffered, and so on.
Shen Zhejiang had never been so nervous before. He opened it with trembling hands, breathed a sigh of relief, and then put it down again.
This kind of anxiety lasted for a long time.
Until these days, the first piece of good news was delivered to the desk in the imperial study where Shen Zhejiang spent the longest time.
Xiao Zhinian is dead.
He was hit by several arrows and was forced onto a dangerous slope by the enemy, and there was no news from him since then.
The last four words were like a heavy hammer, shocking Shen Zhejiang for a long time. He even read each word over and over again for no less than ten times in disbelief.
"......"
Shen Zhejiang slumped in the chair, unable to utter a single word.
It was as if something was expected to happen, so calm, so helpless, so...
All in all, the dust has settled.
The candlelight casts shadows, like it often does silently.
After a while.
"Liu Bao, posthumously confer the title of General Dingguo on Xiao Zhinian and bury him in the imperial mausoleum."
Shen Zhejiang's voice was light and he closed his eyes.
Liu Bao did not dare to hesitate: "I obey your order."
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War is like burning paper, it is out of control.
After Xiao Zhinian's death, the northern barbarians became even more rampant and bloodthirsty. They broke through the last line of defense in one fell swoop and reached the capital.
Flames shot up into the sky.
Everyone who should have run away from the palace had already run away.
There was killing everywhere, and the smell of blood filled every corner of the palace.
Shen Zhejiang can't leave.
Liu Bao was still trying to persuade him, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty! The enemy has already broken through the Meridian Gate and is almost at Yanqing Palace. Let's go!"
Huaiwen said: "Your Majesty, please flee!"
Only Huai Wu stood behind Shen Zhejiang, staring at the palace door vigilantly, as if facing a great enemy.
He was left behind by Xiao Zhinian to guard Chen Zhejiang. He had to be wherever Chen Zhejiang was.
Shen Zhejiang sat calmly at the table. Although the outside was in chaos, he drank tea leisurely and elegantly: "Since I am the blood of the Xiao family, I should be with the mountains and rivers, even if it is broken into pieces. Huaiwu, you escort the two of them out of the palace through the secret passage, and don't look back."
Liu Bao has been following Shen Zhejiang for some time. Since learning that Xiao Zhinian's body was completely destroyed, Shen Zhejiang has changed and become unusually calm and silent.
It seemed no different from the previous Shenzhejiang, but it also seemed completely different——
Shen Zhejiang had already given up.
Huaiwen said with tears in his eyes: "I will not leave. Your Majesty gave me food to eat before so I would not starve to death. I have no relatives and no friends, and I don't know where to go. I am willing to stay with Your Majesty forever."
Liu Bao cried, "I was born in the imperial palace. This is my roots. I am with Your Majesty."
"you......"
Shen Zhejiang sighed. The sound of swords and guns clashing outside came closer and closer. He knew that time was running out.
“Bang!!”
The door panel fell to the ground.
Everyone in the hall looked back and saw armored Northern Barbarian soldiers rushing in and surrounding them tightly.
Shen Zhejiang finished the last sip of tea, put down the cup, and stood up resolutely: "Yanguo will not surrender."
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