Chapter 79 Asking His Highness for help
As if in response to his cry, the wind suddenly started blowing around again.
It's not the north wind or the east wind. The wind comes from all directions and makes a whining sound.
It seemed like the ancestors of the Qi Kingdom were weeping, and it seemed like the people were wailing when the Qi Kingdom was destroyed.
Jiang He leaned down and gently patted Jiang Ben on the shoulder.
"Don't cry," she said. "You think further than they do. They haven't noticed it yet."
They are the current royal family of the King of Qi, the powerful ministers and generals who are high above the temple.
The King of Qi was actually complacent, thinking that by meddling in Daliang, he would be able to defeat Chu.
Ministers rarely have the foresight to worry about the future, let alone make plans for a rainy day.
In an atmosphere of muddling along, Qi has been unable to move forward in recent front of the increasingly powerful Yong and Chu states, they were just a little bit behind.
Only Jiang Ben thought that the purpose of Yong and Chu was to annex the world.
Qi may be the first to bear the brunt and become their prey.
Jiang Bengui is a prince, and he can flee to other countries if he wants to take the people trapped in their homes here are inevitably trampled by iron hoofs.
He was not crying for himself, nor for his parents and clan, but for the people.
"Sister," after crying for a while, Jiang Ben simply sat on the field ridge, wiping his tears and said, "Sister, you have to help me."
"It's not difficult to help you," Jiang He said, "Either I can give you a way to make the people rich so that they don't die of hunger; or I can give you a way to train Da Qi's troops so that their troops and horses are strong. But I don't have many gold cakes in Da Qi's treasury, so I only You can do one thing. You choose."
Can the whole country only do one thing? Jiang Ben immediately sat up straight, rolled his eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Even if the people are rich, they will still be robbed when the country is destroyed, right?"
Jiang He sighed softly: "Yes."
"Then even if we have strong soldiers and strong horses, we can't resist the attack of Chu State and others, right?"
"Yes."
"What's the use of that?"
Jiang Ben scratched his head vigorously, wishing he could lift up the dirt on the ground and slap it on his head, full of annoyance and panic.
"That's your business."
Jiang He stood up, and the wind from all directions carried her cloak, blowing high and then falling He's plain white figure was like an unchanging snowflake, lonely and stubborn, which gradually calmed down Jiang Ben's restless heart.
It's really his business.
He needs to think hard.
After Jiang Anqing was buried, more and more people went to Jiang Mansion to inquire about the art of war.
Jiang He refused to reject anyone who came, whether he was a general or an unknown soldier, he treated them equally.
The monarch of Qi State even distributed the entire volume of the Art of War copied by Jiang He to the army. Not long after, even children in Qi State could recite a section of the secret military volume that was difficult to find in other countries.
Seeing this situation, Zong Jun would always tut his tongue, shaking his head and saying that Jiang He was wasting natural resources, while worrying whether he should make a copy and send it to Yong State.
"Your Majesty, does he have it?"
One day, while the camellias in the yard were blooming, Zongjun asked when Jiang He's brows relaxed.
The majesty he was talking about was naturally the majesty of the Yong Kingdom.
Jiang He glanced at him sideways, and while pruning the flower branches, he asked doubtfully: "Is Manager Zong still working for him?"
"That's not true," Zongjun said with a shameful smile, "I'm just afraid that everyone in Qi will know how to fight, and your majesty will suffer in the future."
"No." Jiang He shook his head.
The art of war lies in learning and applying it. When her father taught her to play chess, he incorporated military tactics into after day, on the ever-changing chessboard, she learned how to use soldiers.
Even if they can memorize military secrets, when they actually get to the battlefield where the two countries are fighting, they may still focus on one thing and miss the other.
Hearing what Jiang He said, Zong Jun nodded in he suddenly thought of something and laughed again.
It seems that Her Royal Highness the Princess does not want Your Majesty to lose.
They don't know the use of these military arts. The master who wrote the military arts may have gone to the Yong Kingdom.
Zongjun was thinking this and was feeling happy when he suddenly heard a noise outside the door and a man rushed in.
Wei Zipei, the princess of the Wei Kingdom, was wearing a lotus-colored dark dress, and her leather boots made a sound as she stepped on the ground. She threw away the little girl Cai Ling who was pulling her and ran into the courtyard.
Although she traveled thousands of miles and was covered in dust, she still carried the customary demeanor of the Wei royal family.
The guards stationed at the door were not as polite as Cai Ling. They raised their crossbows and pointed them at Wei Zipei.
This is the person sent by Zhao Zheng to protect Jiang He.
In fact, they were once Zhao Zheng's personal bodyguards, Lang their eyes, everyone except the owner can be Zipei's identity as the princess of Wei State does not affect their ability to kill people with perfect accuracy.
Jiang He quickly raised his hand, giving Wei Zipei a chance to speak.
I heard that when he was in Wei State last time, Wei Zipei went to her mansion and scolded her for being ungrateful. This time, he ran a thousand miles away. He was still scolding her, right? So she turned to Zongjun and said, "Go and give Princess Wei a glass of water to soothe her throat when she's tired from scolding."
But Wei Zipei didn't curse this time. She plopped down on the floor and cried out in front of so many people: "Please save my life, Your Highness."
Jiang He's face turned pale instantly.
There were only Jiang He and Wei Zipei in the front hall where guests were waiting. Jiang He boiled water and made tea himself and delivered it to Wei Zipei.
It was cold in spring, and Wei Zipei gently held the cup to warm his hands, tears streaming down his face.
She said that although the Chu army was completely wiped out in the Battle of Daliang and Wei was shocked all over the world, Wei Ji returned his military symbols, resigned from his military duties, and returned home.
He went without food or drink for several days until the Queen Mother was alarmed.
The Queen Mother personally came to the Prince's Mansion and reprimanded Wei Ji for not observing filial piety, which was Wei Ji said that because of his mistakes, too many people died, and he would sacrifice his life for his life.
The disciples cried and begged, and the new king issued edicts to comfort him, but to no avail.
"Actually, why would you do this for the sake of the common people?" Wei Zipei glanced at the white flowers on Jiang He's hair and said with tears, "Of course people will die in the war. Aren't the dead soldiers not common people? Brother, he is depressed and decadent because he feels guilty because of His reason is that Mr. Jiang died in the divination village. He felt sorry for the princess and wished he was dead."
Jiang He knelt down in front of the tea table, holding the tea grinder numbly with his fingers, grinding the tea leaves into powder without saying anything.
Wei Zipei saluted her and said: "In the first month of the year, my brother was already lying on the bed unable to move. When I set out to Qi State, I told him that if he died, the princess of Qi State would not sympathize with you, but would think you were weak. He Only then was he willing to take a sip of ginseng soup. I came here to ask you to go and see him. You don’t have to marry him, but it’s always good to persuade him. My brother is affectionate and he listens to you. "
"Does he listen to me?" Jiang He suddenly raised his head, his eyes as cold as ice and snow, shocking Wei Zipei's shoulders and leaving him speechless.
Jiang He dropped the tea grinder and walked out, leaving Wei Zipei in the hall, facing the hot charcoal fire and the splashing boiling water alone.
Wei Zipei did not leave, she stayed in Qi.
When Jiang He was pruning the flower branches, she followed behind him carrying a kettle and saying a word from time to time.
"My brother also likes this flower. He said it's because you like it."
While Jiang He was cooking, she scooped up water from the water jar and spilled it, saying, "Brother, I'll learn how to cook for you."
When someone from the cloth shop came to deliver clothes to Jiang He, she also added something to her side: "Princess, you are dressed in white now, and you look very much like your elder brother."
After speaking, he realized that Jiang He wore white clothes to observe his filial piety, and quickly covered his mouth again.
Even Zongjun was indispensable for Wei Zipei to talk to him.
"I heard that you are from the Yong Kingdom. Is your king as charming and suave as my brother? If your king hadn't stepped in, my brother might have had a baby, and the baby would be able to play with rattles."
Zong Jun put his hand into his sleeve with fear and touched the rattle he had always carried with him.
His rattle was indeed prepared for Jiang He's little baby, but he desperately hoped that the baby's surname would be Zhao.
If his surname was not Zhao, he might as well die again, and this time he would definitely die.
"Please give way." Zongjun ran away Zipei stomped his feet and said, "Why don't you even talk to me anymore? I'm going to stay here, and Jiang He will be so annoyed that he has to go to Wei!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice like thunder: "Wei Zipei! Do you want to die?"
Wei Zipei's hair stood on end as he looked toward the door and saw a sturdy figure appearing. Jiang Ben, dressed in purple and brocade, looked at her angrily.
"Mom!"
I almost forgot that this plague god was also in Qi.
Wei Zipei turned around and ran away. Within two steps, Jiang Ben lifted up his collar and hung him in the air, striding away to the outside of the hospital.
"I'm going to throw you out!"
Jiang Ben shouted: "These Japanese young masters are thinking about important things in the palace, and I didn't expect that you would come here to harass my sister. They don't touch you because they have some friendship with Wei Ji. I have no friendship with him!"
But as soon as he reached the screen wall, he heard a clear voice overpowering Wei Zipei's scream.
"Jiang Ben, put her down."
Wei Zipei was shocked and frightened, so he sat on the ground and started crying.
"Don't I just want you to go to the Kingdom of Wei?" She pointed at Jiang He and said, "When my brother returned to Luoyang after sending you away, I met my eldest brother with a knife to kill Mr. Jiang. My brother rushed forward to protect him. , his back was cut open by his eldest brother, and he almost lost his life. He has done so much for you, are you so cruel? "
Jiang He stood blankly in the courtyard, his lips slightly opened and he didn't speak.
"Sister, don't listen to her nonsense." Jiang Ben took his foot out from under Wei Zipei's butt and said bitterly.
"Let her speak." Jiang He took a step closer and said.
Let her tell her how much she still owes.
(End of this chapter)