Chapter 359: Grand Plan
Princess Rongyang, Zhu Huaishu, captured Macheng and Yangcheng very smoothly.
Macheng and Yangcheng were originally still waiting and watching for news from Jiangcheng.
As a result, the descendants of Feng family, with the Taoyao Army, fought against ten of the 300,000 Southern Yan Army alone and killed them all. They became famous in one battle and attracted the envoys of Northern Zhou and Northern Jin to take turns to snatch them away.
Macheng and Yangcheng surrendered quickly.
When Zhu Huaishu returned to Jiangcheng, Zhu Huaizhen was listening to an opera.
On the left is Chen Mingan, on the right is Lou Li, and behind is Tu Mi.
Tsk tsk, luckily this sister has no ambition, otherwise she would have to help her unwillingly.
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
"Peach Blossom Fan" is paired with Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Zhu Huaishu really envied this kind of life.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
"Big sister, would you like a cup of tea?" Zhu Huaizhen smiled like a flower, her eyes moving.
"Everyone, I have some personal words to say to my sister, please move aside." Zhu Huaishu clasped his fists and bowed with a serious expression.
Zhu Huaizhen originally wanted to say that there was no need to avoid Tu Mi.
However, Lou Li's eyes were filled with resentment, so in order to appease him, he could only treat him equally.
So Chen Ming'an, Lou Li and Tu Mi said goodbye and left.
There was still an opera on the stage, and it was Zhu Huaishu's favorite play, "The Peony Pavilion."
It turns out that all the vibrant flowers are now abandoned to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What can be done about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the joyful moments? Morning flies and evening rolls away, clouds and mists adorning the emerald pavilion; raindrops and wind, misty waves and painted boats - the people of the brocade screen look down upon this beautiful time.
"Big sister, if you want to borrow Tumi from me, I can't lend it to you. Because Northern Zhou and Northern Jin have both borrowed from me. Once I lend it to you, they will have a sufficient reason to surround Southern Chu. Northern Zhou and Northern Jin join forces, even if Princess Pingyang is alive, she may not be able to defeat them." Zhu Huaizhen restrained his smile and looked extremely serious.
"Zhen'er, I really didn't think it through." Zhu Huaishu whispered.
Zhu Huaishu’s greatest strength is that he listens to advice and reflects on himself.
"Zhen'er, I want to take Nanjing in one fell swoop, and Southern Yan can be divided up by Northern Zhou and Northern Jin. Jiangcheng, this city is not suitable as the capital, it has bad feng shui." Zhu Huaishu said in a deep voice.
"Bad feng shui?" Zhu Huaizhen muttered to himself, coughing repeatedly.
The elder sister must have done it for her.
People in Jiangcheng are much more principled than those in Jinling.
Jinling is wealthy, but also afraid of death.
Of course, people from Nanjing are more principled than people from Suzhou.
Unfortunately, as soon as she entered Jiangcheng, she started coughing continuously. It was really weird.
"Big sister, I accept your kindness. I wish you success and a speedy return." Zhu Huaizhen smiled sweetly, her grape eyes clear and bright.
"Zhen'er, you will always be my sister." Zhu Huaishu hugged Zhu Huaizhen.
If it weren't for Zhu Huaizhen, she, Zhu Huaishu, the princess of a fallen country, would have died long ago.
Unfortunately, her mother could never see through this and always thought that Zhu Huai was a fool beauty.
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