The incident at the East Gate was a big deal, and almost everyone in Beijing knew about it, including the palace. So much so that when officials mentioned this matter at the morning court, there were mixed opinions. The positive side was naturally the people who stood on the side of the Ninth Prince, and they absolutely and unconditionally supported this. The opposing side pointed out that this trip would hurt the foundation of the two countries. After all, the person being hung was Princess Zong Sui, and this trip could easily cause a war between the two countries. The most hurtful thing in war is innocent people, and it is not a good thing for either country.
But the positive side still had something to say. Right Prime Minister Feng Qing told people: "The new emperor of Zong Sui came to power, but he was forced to the throne. When he came to power, he expressed his unwillingness to submit to Dashun. For such a foreign country, what is the foundation of the two countries?"
"But after all, Zong Sui did not take the initiative to send troops!"
"Does Dashun have to wait until the other side sends out troops before considering a passive counterattack?" Xuan Tianming said coldly: "Qian Zhou was like this, ancient Shu was like this, if Zong Sui does this again, how can Dashun still have the face to talk about it?"
"Your Highness, do you mean that Dashun wants to take the initiative to declare war on Zong Sui?" Some officials panicked. "It's been so hard to get peace and prosperity in our country. If we start another war, it will not only waste money and manpower, but also disturb the people's hearts! If Zong Sui doesn't want to be a foreign country, let them be independent. We Dashun doesn't need their annual tribute. As long as the country is safe, that's fine!"
Xuan Tianming stared at these old guys with a look of disdain, "Is it because the peaceful country has made your life too comfortable? So much so that when faced with the rebellion and provocation of the foreign countries, you don't even have the courage to exercise the rights of the master country?" He shook his head helplessly as he spoke, "For a country, the most terrible thing is not that someone rebels against the superiors, but that such negative emotions appear in the court. You people are not worthy of being my Dashun ministers."
As soon as he said this, the old ministers began to get nervous again, and they all speculated what the Ninth Prince meant. But before they could guess clearly, they heard the Sixth Prince, who was in charge of the state, speak up in the hall: "Prince Yu is right. Rebellion is not terrible, and forcing the emperor to the throne is even less terrible. What is terrible is that the emperor's heart and the ministers' heart are shaken by you, and the people's heart is also made negative by you. When one day in Dashun, no one dares to confront foreign enemies, and everyone is lucky enough to defend their homes and allow foreign enemies to rebel and cede land, then Dashun will perish." He looked at the old ministers who raised objections with regret, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he said: "I, Dashun, will never defend the world by giving in. I, Dashun, will never bow to any party. You are arguing with the foundation of my Dashun country and shaking my heart. It is really not appropriate to appear in the court again."
These words directly removed the positions of these ministers. Then everyone understood that Dashun's attack on Zong Sui was a foregone conclusion and it was not something that could be changed by just one or two words from anyone.
Afterwards, Xuan Tianming took the initiative to volunteer. After the moonset, that is, early in the morning of August 16th, he led his troops to the eastern border to quell the rebellion of Emperor Zong Sui. No one raised any doubts.
At that time, Feng Yuheng was chatting with his mother in Prince Chun's mansion. Ever since Xiangrong disappeared, Concubine Yun has been in a bad mood. She blamed herself because she was the one who urged Xiangrong to go out to the street to relax. She felt that she was responsible for Xiangrong's accident.
Feng Yuheng advised, "Mother, this is not your fault. What is going to happen will eventually happen. The princess of Zong Sui has been thinking about my seventh brother for a long time. Let's think about it from another angle. Zong Sui is in the dark and we are in the light. If it weren't for what happened to Xiang Rong this time, I'm afraid they wouldn't show up. One day we can't find them, there will be one more day of potential crisis. Now that the snake has come out of the hole, it will be easier to fight than when it is in the dark."
That being said, Concubine Yun still blamed herself. Feng Yuxing didn't know how to persuade her and could only accompany her silently, telling her about the palace and Emperor Tianwu from time to time. But Concubine Yun didn't care about Emperor Tianwu's affairs. She just listened and didn't express any opinions.
After leaving Prince Chun's Mansion, she went to the east of the city, looked at Yu Qianyin who was still hanging for a while at the bottom of the city wall, then dismounted and climbed to the top of the city defense.
Wang Zhuo was also on duty here today. When he saw her coming, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Princess, when I was feeding the princess water just now, she said in a hoarse voice that she wanted to see you and had something important to say."
Yu Qianyin wanted to say something to her, and Feng Yuheng was not surprised. She had been kept here for two and a half days. If she didn't say anything, she might not have another chance. She didn't believe that the people of Zong Sui would ignore the princess, but they didn't want to let her go until the last minute. In just half a day, the other party would definitely take action. She had already asked people to keep an eye on the movements in the city. This was the best time to strike at the other party's lair.
Of course, in addition to this, she had one more thing in mind. Xiangrong could have gotten into trouble at any other time, but she had to be kidnapped when she went out with Feng Fendai. She didn't believe it was a coincidence, and she had reservations about Feng Fendai suddenly coming to Xiangrong. When will the children of the Feng family remember the deep love between sisters?
She walked to the middle of the city wall, facing the place where Yu Qianyin was hanging, rested her elbows on the wall, looked at Yu Qianyin with a smile, and said loudly: "Princess, have you decided to tell me where your base is?"
Yu Qianyin stared at her, her half-rotten face looked like a ghost. This was because Feng Yuheng was a doctor who had seen all kinds of wounds. Otherwise, if it was an ordinary woman, she would have been disgusted to the point of vomiting. Yu Qianyin hated Feng Yuheng. She hated him a few years ago, and she hated him even more now. She was now looking forward to her people showing up soon to rescue her. She waited for more than two days. Sometimes she felt a little desperate under the autumn sun, thinking that her people had abandoned her. But at night, when the weather cooled down and her mind cleared up, she felt that it would not happen. After all, she was a princess. Once something happened to her, those people would have no way to explain when they returned to Zong Sui.
Right now, Feng Yuheng was right in front of her. She wanted to go up and tear Feng Yuheng's face apart, but unfortunately, she couldn't reach him. Even if she could, she didn't have the ability to do it. Feng Yuheng was too powerful, and she couldn't beat him at all, so she could only say fiercely: "You wish! I will never tell you where they are unless they show up by themselves. Otherwise, if I die, your sister will be buried with me!"
"Oh!" Feng Yuheng nodded, "A commoner girl is buried with a princess of a country. That is also her blessing."
This sentence blocked Yu Qianyin's words, so that the man hanging subconsciously asked again: "You really don't care about your sister's life or death?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head, "It's not that I don't care, but I know she can't die. Yu Qianyin, put away your fluke, how about we make a bet, tonight, your people will definitely show up under this city wall with the person I want, and then put a knife on their necks and ask me to let you go?"
Yu Qianyin's eyes lit up, but when she looked at Feng Yuheng's unfocused look, she asked in confusion, "With the knife on your neck, how come you don't look anxious at all?"
"Why should I be in such a hurry?" Feng Yuheng chuckled, "Yu Qianyin, believe it or not, as long as I can see them, I can save them. No matter how fast their knives are, they can't be faster than my actions, even if I am so high and far away from them."
Her words reminded Yu Qianyin of something. During the Sui Dynasty, she heard that Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng used something called thunderbolt when they attacked ancient Shu. There was also a long-range shooting thing that was much more useful than a gun. It was said to be called a gun, which could hit a person's forehead from a long distance, and was a hundred times faster than an arrow. 》≠》≠》≠》≠,
Her body trembled, and she suddenly realized that she was actually hopeless. They just wanted to use her to lure people out, and never thought of any exchange. They were just waiting for those people to appear. And she was still dreaming of being rescued. With such weapons in hand, who would Dashun be afraid of?
Yu Qianyin was unwilling to accept this. She looked at Feng Yuheng and said viciously, "I can't beat you. You are indeed powerful. But Feng Yuheng, you also have your failures. Do you know who I relied on to successfully capture Feng Xiangrong?"
"It's Feng Fendai." Feng Yuheng answered very quickly, and also had his own analysis, "You want to say that my failure is that I was abandoned by my friends and relatives. The sisters of the Feng family used to be at odds with me, and even took the initiative to harm their own families, right?" She shook her head as she spoke, "Yu Qianyin, you don't need to use this to provoke, not to mention that Feng Fendai and I don't have any sisterly friendship. Even if there is, how can I turn against her when you threaten Xiaobao? Anything, there is a head for every debt, I Feng Yuheng is not a fool, I don't have the leisure to be led by you. To be honest, you have no chance of survival this time anyway, keep hanging until your people show up, I will give you a quick death, if your people never show up, I will cut off your water and food, and hang you to death."
Feng Yuheng's words made Yu Qianyin despair. The inevitable end of death kept replaying in her mind over and over again, so much so that when it was just getting dark that day, her mind was a little unclear. She cried and laughed, begged Feng Yuheng for mercy, and cursed at her.
However, Feng Yuheng turned a blind eye to this and just sat on the city wall chatting with the soldiers. Wang Chuan Huang Quan even went to the teahouse at the foot of the city to order some good tea. For dinner, he even specially set up a table on the city wall and ate in front of Yu Qianyin, which made the other party even more devastated.
Xuan Tianming went to the camp after the court session today. Since he had agreed to call up troops to go out on August 16, arrangements had to be made at the camp. Someone had told him that Feng Yuheng was being arrogant on the east city wall, but he just smiled slightly, with a doting look on his face, saying the same thing as Xuan Tianhua: "Okay! Even if that girl pokes a hole in the sky, I will help her patch it up later. Even if it can't be patched up, I will support her if the sky collapses. It's okay, let her have fun!"
When the night fell completely, Xuan Tianhua came to the East City Tower to accompany her. Facts proved that Feng Yuheng's guess was not wrong at all. At 3:30 am tonight, a group of people appeared under the East City Wall. There were also three people being escorted by that group of people. When Feng Yuheng looked down, she first saw Feng Xiangrong and Xiaobao, and then the other one. After seeing them, even she couldn't help but grin.
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