Chapter 467: someone is always going to die

Chapter 467: someone is always going to die

  Chapter 467 Someone is always going to die

   "In this case, tell me about the specific situation of this village."

Gu Qingci has no doubts about Wang Zhien knowing that he will come. Before Su Zhui approached him to make this deal, he must have discussed it with the people in this village. Wang Zhien is the village head here, that is, the contemporary leader of the four great ministers. , must be the most clear person.

As for both Su Zhui and Wang Zhien, they were sure that Gu Qingci would agree, and he could also understand that aside from Tiefutu, a gift that Gu Qingci could not refuse, it was purely for Su Zhui to accept failure with peace of mind, so that this farce in Cangzhou would end sooner. The wolf smoke that shouldn't have disappeared earlier, he has to take on this matter.

After Wang Zhien asked Gu Qingci to sit down, he said: "There are only more than two thousand people in this village, and all of them are hidden under the cover of Prince Qi's mansion. For you, the arrangement is very good, the reason why you are worried is because you are afraid that we are still the four great ministers of a hundred years ago!"

"If there are a group of people under your rule who are loyal to the former court, no matter how many or how small the number of people are, you will definitely not be able to accept it, but I can assure you that this will never happen. Actually, for many years A while ago, the Patriarch of Prince Qi's Mansion had already given up the idea of ​​restoring the country, but, in their status, they couldn't help themselves!"

"Almost sixty years ago, the four great ministers put their junior disciples in this beautiful place. After so many years, there are not many junior disciples left at that time. Those who really know the four great ministers are only those few. That's right, both the prince and us all hope that they will become real ordinary people. Therefore, for so many years, no one has said anything about the four great ministers. Even their surnames have become mixed places because of Tiefutu. .”

"If Lord Hou accepted them, it would be nothing more than accepting a group of refugees who were homeless due to the war. As for the Tiefutu, they are just ordinary people after taking off that layer of armor. They are just soldiers, aren't they? Deadpool, without the leader, will not be that invincible and invincible teacher!"

  Gu Qingci narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Wang Zhien, slightly moved, and said, "Mr., you..."

Wang Zhien smiled, shook the grass fan, and said indifferently: "Master Hou, although the juniors in the village are just ordinary people now, but we old guys are still kneeling in the Qi Palace to make a blood oath after all. If we are leaving, what face do we have to live?"

"In addition, we don't die. Even if you are unparalleled in righteousness and righteousness, Lord Hou, you believe in us, but we don't believe in ourselves, and we can't guarantee whether you will have other ideas, Lord Hou. We can only use our death to settle down." Your heart, Marquis, is also our own, and secondly, you need a reasonable reason to leave here, where does the undead come from!"

  Gu Qingci's index finger squirmed slightly, rubbing against the sword. Wang Zhien's words sounded contradictory, but it was a realistic and sincere question.

These people who are absolutely loyal to the Su family went to Heiyu, and it was difficult for Gu Qingci to rest assured of them. Even if Gu Qingci believed them, they themselves would suspect that Gu Qingci did not believe them, which would make both of them very nervous. It's uncomfortable, and the other thing is that the person who controls the Iron Buddha will not die. How can Gu Qingci truly control the Iron Buddha? Is it possible that all the five hundred people who controlled the Iron Buddha were buried here?

The dead are already doomed. It is the best outcome for the village of the four great ministers to save a small number of people from death. Descendants, there will be absolutely no one left alive!

   Only when some people die, can there be refugees and go to the black area to let more people survive!

Gu Qingci was silent. He didn't know what to say, and he couldn't say anything. Although he thought he was the only one in the world, no matter whether he was a leader in the world, he couldn't keep Wang Zhien and his group, and he couldn't keep them either. .

The reality is like this, sometimes, you save someone, maybe you are really hurting someone, sometimes you are hard-hearted, but you are not really indifferent, sometimes, you get soft-hearted for a while, in exchange for greater respect for others disaster!

Maybe it was because Gu Qingci's expression was not very good, Wang Zhien laughed, and said calmly: "Master Gu, the little old man knows that you are kind-hearted, but these things cannot be changed by anyone, even if it is the current emperor, he If you want to let us go and let King Qi go, it's impossible to do it, when manpower is always exhausted, don't make things too difficult for yourself."

"Actually," Wang Zhien continued, "we've all been here for decades, most of our lives, and we've already gotten used to it. If we're really allowed to leave, we might as well die. If we die, we'll have the face to see the old master, but , I feel sorry for some young people in the Iron Stupa."

  Gu Qingci sighed, and looked up at the village, just like the Lotus Peak, like a tomb, I don’t know that those who are still sleeping peacefully tonight will sleep here forever in a few days!

  ...

The battle in Cangzhou became more and more urgent day by day. Under the leadership of the old Marshal Chu Zixu, the imperial army hardly encountered any obstacles and rushed in all directions. Only Zhugexiu's front had twists and turns. However, not long after that, Chu The old marshal Zixu went into battle in person, won two of three battles, and forced Zhuge Xiu to retreat all the way.

  In mid-July, Zhuge Xiu retreated to Eternal Desolation City!

  The weather is still hot, and the people in Henghuang City are panic-stricken. There are almost no people on the streets, and the soldiers guarding the city gates can't see much anger. Their faces are full of numbness.

In the large army tent in the city, a middle-aged man who had taken off his armor was staring at the map on the wall. The armor on the table was covered with dried blood. The tent, if it is not a military atmosphere, is more like a Confucian scholar with a splash of ink.

  His name is Zhuge Xiu, the puppet Marshal of Zhao Bingma!

   "Marshal!"

  A staff member walked into the tent, Wei Wei Zhili hurriedly said: "Marshal, the person sent out to ask for help has returned, and it will take at least three days for the reinforcements to arrive!"

   "Three days!"

Zhuge Xiu frowned, and said: "I'm afraid it's too late. This time, Chu Zixu expected to send all my subordinates out. He will lead the army to arrive in a day and a half at most. By then, Eternal Desolation City will not be able to defend it." Now, if he breaks through the Eternal Desolation City, he can drive straight in and go straight to Cangzhou City!"

The staff member sighed, and said: "Marshal, we can only stick to it. Chu Zixu is too dark. He never expected that his goal would be the Eternal Wasteland. If you hadn't discovered it in time, Marshal, I'm afraid he would have arrived by now. Cangzhou City is gone!"

   Thanks to the book friend "sloppy but not tiger" for the reward of 1000 coins.

   Thanks for the 2,000 coin reward from the book friend "You are the concubine".

  

  

  (end of this chapter)