Chapter 55 I Want Him To Die Like thunder and fire splitting dead trees, rivers breaking down embankments, and houses in disrepair collapsing, her voice was not loud, but it penetrated the palace and shocked the hearts of all the officials.
After a moment of panic, they all yelled.
"No reason!"
"presumptuous!"
"Jiang's words are unreasonable and she should be beaten with a stick!"
The most angry person was Wei Prime Minister Zhang Zhai.
It was obvious that he had already guessed who the person was who bought and sold grain and fodder to get him into a urn.
At this time, Zhang Zhai clamored to beat Jiang He out, and the imperial army immediately came forward.
"Go down!" Wei Ji stood in front of Jiang He with cold eyes and shouted back the imperial army.
He is no longer the immature young man who could only carry her out of Luoyang three years ago. Young Master Wei Ji now has three thousand followers and commands the world with his words. Although he is not a king, he can influence the court and influence the situation.
Wei Ji stands here today, and no one can harm Jiang He.
But he also looked a little worried.
Xiaohe wants Brother Wang to die?
He would not do something as heinous as regicide and brother-killing, which would bring harm to the country and bring chaos to the government.
Although Brother Wang is dim-witted, he has also made contributions to brothers vowed to work together to govern the words are still in my ears and I have never regretted them.
He was loyal to the emperor and served the country, and had no intention of seeking power and usurping the throne.
But what should be the current situation?
Wei Ji felt that his neck seemed to be tightly strangled by fate, and he could not breathe no matter what.
And during a moment of thinking, the palace was already in chaos.
The King of Wei strode towards the throne, his dark court uniform was like a secret door leading to the underworld, full of hostility.
He turned around and sat down on his knees, regaining the demeanor of a king of a country, looking at Jiang He and smiling contemptuously.
"You want the widow to die?" King Wei smiled so brightly that his teeth were exposed. He patted the imperial case with his palms and said seriously, "How dare you want the widow to die?"
"Exactly." Jiang He stood in the middle of the palace where the ministers were avoiding, with his sleeves drawn up, his expression natural and his eyebrows gentle.
It was as if she was trampling an ant to death instead of the monarch of Wei.
King Wei seemed to have heard a big joke. He held back his ridicule and ignored Jiang He. He turned to the palace and said, "Where is Mang Mao?"
Mang Mao, the general of Wei.
A man in military uniform came out in response and bowed respectfully.
He is about thirty years old, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, a strong build and strong walking, and a pair of big eyes that reveal intelligence and cunning.
"I'm here," Mang Mao said.
"I want to ask you," the king of Wei said in a cold voice, "Now that the four kingdoms of Zhao, Han, Chu, and Yan are surrounding our country, Wei, what good plan do you have to defeat the enemy?"
How could a majestic king die just because of someone's slightest intimidation?How could a huge country be disintegrated by a shrew? King Wei felt that Jiang He was too naive.
For a naive person, she will be beaten to death, knowing that the Wei Kingdom cannot be shaken.
Although powerful enemies surrounded him, Mang Mao remained calm as usual.
"Your Majesty," he said in a loud voice, "Looking at the situation, I feel that South Korea is not something to be afraid of, and the exhausted troops of Yan State can easily be defeated. The Queen of Zhao State is the eldest princess of Wei Dynasty, and the State of Zhao State has been rescued by the Young Master. With the grace of Xiu, the army can be withdrawn with just a letter of repair. Only the state of Chu has been eyeing this opportunity for a long time, and I am afraid it will not give up. Then please give me the military talisman, and allow me to send 60 troops south, and take advantage of its trek. Attack it unprepared, and if you succeed in defeating its army, the rest of the country will flee and not dare to attack again!"
The passage is logically rigorous and easy to understand, yet it is also courageous, resourceful and courageous.
Not only did King Wei clapped his hands in praise and all the officials nodded, but even Jiang He, who was standing in front of Mang Mao, showed approval.
This soldier is good.
Those who are just soldiers are has always been easy to talk about it on paper, but it is not so easy to deal with it in real life.
For example, do you know why the State of Qi has obtained my art of war and has not yet revealed its traces? Do you know what kind of person Zhao Zheng of Yong State is? Will those who dare to snatch food from the tiger's mouth give up this great opportunity to destroy Wei?
A Chu State, you send 60 troops if we add the Yong Kingdom, the country will be destroyed or the king will die. How to choose? Is it difficult?
But Jiang He just smiled softly.
She looked at Mang Mao with a gentle expression and said with a smile: "General Mang is going to fight. Is the food and grass prepared properly?"
forage……
When did I, the Princess of Qi, have to worry about the food and grass of Wei Dynasty? Mang Mao said loudly: "The matter of food and grass will naturally be dispatched by the Prime Minister."
"Oh -" Jiang He drawled softly, looking for the pale Prime Minister among the officials, and said a little slyly, "I wonder if the Prime Minister has seen it. Is there still food in the Wei State's granary?"
One sentence caused everyone in the four houses to start talking.
"What do you mean?"
"The autumn grain has just been harvested, so the grain and grass must be abundant and the national treasury will be sufficient."
"What do you and I think is the use of having enough? We have never been there. If people ask, they must have a reason to ask."
All the officials were talking about it, causing both Lord Longyang and King Wei to change their expressions.
Long Yangjun walked a few steps quickly to the prime minister and said, "Sir, can you follow me to the grain depot?"
Move what?
Prime Minister Zhang Zhai knelt down on the ground with a disgraced face, his forehead hitting the cold ground, and cried out: "Wei Chen, I have fallen into a trap."
Counted.
At first, they heard that some people in the city were buying grain at a price that was [-]% higher than the market price. They thought that maybe some merchants had calculated that there would be a famine next year, so they were hoarding grain and waiting to sell it in the future. They didn't care too much.
Later, Zhi Su Neishi sent him gold and said that he had made a lot of money by selling it to a hundred carts of grain harvesters. "You are corrupt! There is a hundred carts of grain missing from the grain depot, what should I do?" Zhang Zhai roared angrily at that time.
Ke Zhizunaishi carefully told him that there was someone selling grain outside the city, and the price was [-]% lower than the market Su Nei Shi sold it and bought it again. He just changed hands and made a lot of gold cakes.
How can anything be so cheap in the world? The history of millet treatment said that the grain taken out of the city was mixed with weed seeds and chopped stalks, which was the people who collect grain in the city are very strict, so if you buy grain from outside the city and sell it into the city, you won't be able to sell if you have good grain and sell it to grain collectors in the city, and then buy grain from outside the city, you can make money.
But even if they can make money, who would sell their own grain and replace it with grass seeds and chopped stalks?
Those from the national grain depot are fine.
It is not they who eat the food, but the victims or the soldiers who are on the expedition.
Zhang Zhai was moved and gave Zhi Su Neishi the credentials to open the largest warehouse.
But who would have thought that after selling [-] grains in the garage here, the grain seller in the city would disappear without a trace?
They had only one cart of gold cakes, but they could not fill the storeroom.
At this time, if the soldiers of Wei State go out to fight, they will have no choice but to drink the wind.
But all these things can no longer be explained to King Wei.
It is a capital crime to use the grain in the warehouse. In this case, it is better to find an excuse and leave those gold cakes for others to move around for him and save his life.
In panic, the prime minister excused himself: "The grain storehouse was stolen, and there are less than two hundred carts left."
These two hundred cars were reluctantly collected at a high price over the past few days.
"Two hundred cars?"
Long Yangjun, who was questioning the prime minister, almost went crazy, while King Wei on the throne was so shocked and angry that his eyes were splitting, and he stood up and sat down suddenly.
"When was it stolen? Who dared to steal it? Why didn't you hear the report? Why didn't you report it? What do you want from me?" King Wei waved his sleeves and said sternly, "Take this prime minister Zhang Zhai who was lazy in the battle and lost food and grass. Pull him out and kill him!"
"slow!"
Behind Jiang He, a steady voice spoke.
Wei Ji slowly took a step forward. Although there was worry in his clear eyes, he was calm as usual.
Wei Ji knew that Jiang He was planning a game with grain and grass, but he didn't know that her game was so big that she had destroyed the entire Kyoto's grain reserves.
Nowadays, the Wei State can be said to be suffering from internal and external troubles and can no longer endure a little bit of wind and the prime minister killed him anyway, which benefited those officials who were hiding behind him and were exempted from responsibility.
Take this opportunity to root out those corrupt officials and clean them up.
"Brother Wang, don't panic," Wei Ji said, "Whether the food and grass have been lost or there is something else wrong, it cannot be explained in a few words in the palace today. Please let me temporarily detain Zhang Zhai and interrogate him."
King Wei sighed heavily and acquiesced to Wei Ji's advice.
Prime Minister Zhang Zhai was taken away, while the King of Wei knelt on the throne with a cold and dejected expression, frowning.
The courtiers were talking a lot.
"We, the State of Wei, will never be humiliated by this. If we want to fight, we will fight. Even if we die on the battlefield, we cannot be afraid of hurting Your Majesty in battle."
"Yes, Wei Chen is not afraid of waiting."
Although the voice expressing loyalty was a little weak and lacked momentum, it finally appeased King Wei a little.
After a moment of silence, the king of Wei raised his eyes and looked at Jiang He.
The confident look on his face had disappeared, replaced by helpless annoyance and helpless sullenness.
"Princess Anguo, Princess Anguo," he chanted Jiang He's title in a ramble, slowly stood up and approached, "Are you asking me to let the soldiers die without fighting and become the eternal sinners of our Wei country? Do you want me to do so?" Do I kneel down and beg you? Or, only after I die will you be willing to offer the remaining half of the art of war to let them retreat?"
"Only you are dead."
Jiang He stood elegantly in red clothes in the hall, like a Longquan sword, filled with the determination of a god to block and kill a god.
King Wei suddenly raised his foot and stomped to the ground, and said fiercely: "Aren't you afraid that I will order Jiang Anqing to be executed right now?"
Jiang He looked up at King Wei and smiled.
She smiled more than usual today.
The cold smile, the disdainful smile, the smile that is not afraid of the collapse of the mountain, is now a sad smile.
"Your Majesty," Jiang He said slowly, "my father is blind, frail, mentally retarded, defecating without knowing it, and is worse off than dead. If your majesty is willing to kill him, I would like to thank you." Complete."
"Okay, okay!" King Wei turned around impatiently in the palace, then suddenly turned to face Jiang He and said decisively, "If I kill him, I will do it. What about you?"
The sadness in Jiang He's eyes slowly dissipated, and he smiled calmly: "I only need one life, and I have to pay for it with millions of people from the Wei Kingdom. I don't know if the ministers here think this is a good deal."
She didn't ask King Wei, she asked the ministers present.
Which of you is childless, and which of you has no parents or relatives?It is not a pity for you to die. If your children are shot through the belly by Chu people with a spear, tied around the neck with a chain, and dragged on a horse to run wild and howl, do you think it is a good deal? There was suddenly a deathly silence in the hall.
King Wei took a step back.
He suddenly felt that Jiang He was like a ball of flame from hell, which would be destroyed by ashes if it touched it.
"Xiaohe." Wei Ji was about to speak out words of persuasion.
But Long Yangjun's voice interrupted him.
"Your Highness Princess Anguo," he said, still maintaining courtesy, "did you know that the Qi State envoy was waiting outside the palace? Did you know that you are now my daughter-in-law, the Queen Mother of Wei?"
Jiang He suddenly raised his head, but he looked not at Lord Long Yang, but at Wei Ji.
Daughter-in-law...
She felt a bang in her head, as if something precious had collapsed.
(End of this chapter)