Chapter 85 Can’t wait to kiss
The Kingdom of Wei was destroyed...
Jiang He looked at Wei Ji intently, remembering that the country of Wei to her was the place where her father died, where she and Wei Ji met, and it was also the peaceful but dangerous time under the tree full of pear trees.
But for the unification of China, this is nothing.
But if Wei Ji's body is gone...
Jiang He suddenly felt difficulty breathing, and heart-wrenching pain surged between his chest and lungs.
Just thinking that he would die, that he would lose his breath and lie on the ground, his body cold and festering, made Jiang He almost speechless in pain.
But how many people died in these 500 years of war?They were once living beings, and when they were on the verge of death, they would also feel despair, sadness and pain.
She looked up at Wei Ji, seeing his frustrated expression with a hint of longing, and shook her head.
"Even if the Kingdom of Wei is destroyed," Jiang He's voice was like the wind falling from the snow on the Kunlun Mountains, carrying the coldness and piercing Wei Ji's heart, "even if Mr. Wei's body is gone."
The peach blossom scene in Wei Ji's eyes collapsed, and he stood stiffly, feeling her voice cutting into his heart.
"well!"
He said two good words in a row, turned his back to the railing, raised his head, and stretched out his arms, as if he was about to jump into the water rolling eastward at the next moment.
"Master Wei," Jiang He said again, "one day we will all die. But if we can end the war, we will die a worthy death."
Wei Ji sighed softly.
"Then you come with me." He didn't look at Jiang He, as if he already knew that his plea would not have the desired result. "Don't you just want to invade other countries and unify China? You come with me to Wei. Xiaohe, I also can do it."
"No," Jiang He shook his head, "I don't have power in Wei."
If you don't have power, you can't do anything.
What's more, looking at Wei's current predicament, it's too difficult.
Wei Ji pursed his lips and smiled softly, feeling lonely and sad.
To say that you will die a worthy death just to end the war is just because you prefer someone.
They had only been together for a few months, and he had already taken up residence in her heart.
Jiang He didn't say anything more. She took a few steps forward and walked into the building surrounded by screens, and sat down on her knees.
There was a pottery stove under the small table with charcoal in it. Jiang He put the iron kettle on the charcoal fire and waited for the water to boil.
She tightened her arm rope and picked up the tea grinder to grind it.
After a while, the aroma of tea in the building dispersed the fragrant smell of peach blossoms, clearing the air on the top floor.
"Master Wei," Jiang He asked, "Are you thirsty?"
Wei Ji looked at her and smiled sadly.
She is always like this, asking others if they are hungry or thirsty. It seems that even if the mountain collapses, eating and drinking are extremely important.
Wei Ji walked over and knelt down in front of her. Seeing her calmly sharing the tea, Wei Ji suddenly said, "Actually, it was Zongjun who went to deliver the food, right?"
Jiang He's hand stopped in mid-air, and then slowly fell down.
A drop of the scalding tea spilled and burned her hand.
"Yes." She replied, "Even if Mr. Wei knew it, he would not be able to intercept it. Those grains were collected in Wei State earlier. You bought the national grain stocks, but the ones I collected from people's homes are still there."
Those grains have been kept in Wei State.
Originally, she was planning to stay in Wei State.
Therefore, Zongjun only had to travel lightly and quickly return to Luoyang, so that he could secretly transport the grain out of the country and give it to Meng Tian.
By the time Wei Ji was talking to Jiang He, Zong Jun should have arrived.
However, Jiang He led so many guards in such a mighty manner, but he was just making an attack in the east and west in order to cross Chencang secretly.
"I won't stop it," Wei Ji said, "Actually, what I did is not helping Yong Guo?"
Jiang He suddenly looked up.
"The three kingdoms of Yan, Zhao, and Chu have become separated," Wei Ji said. "Zhao Zheng thought that killing Han and Wei would solve the urgent problem. In fact, in my opinion, it can also be done if Han, Wei and Yong join forces."
"How could it be?" Jiang He asked suddenly but doubtfully.
Zhao Zheng's purpose has always been to wipe out the six kingdoms, and South Korea is a fortress that must be removed on the way to Yong's eastward you don’t fight today, you will fight tomorrow.
How could Zhao Zheng join forces with Han and Wei? His troops are already in South Korea.
"We cannot destroy Han at the moment," the young master said with a scornful attitude in his eyes, "Zhao Zheng dares to destroy Han, but even if Chu, Yan, and Zhao are competing for Korea, Zhao Zheng will be unable to succeed and cannot compete with the three kingdoms. In the end, The safe thing is for Zhao Zheng to show up and our three countries to make a truce and join forces to scare Chu away."
This is his strategy.
The two countries of Yan and Zhao are already afraid of and suspicious of Chu. As long as Chu is timid, they can be scared away.
Wei Ji's starting point was always to avoid war and reduce civilian casualties.
Jiang He took a deep breath and lowered his head to drink tea.
Now because Han Canal has not been repaired, Yong State does not have the ability to annex the world.
What Wei Ji said was a good strategy, but how could Zhao Zheng suddenly appear and negotiate peace with Wei Ji? What's more, I heard that Han An, the king of South Korea, was hiding somewhere and could not be found for a while.
Suddenly there was a whistle outside the window, as if conveying some kind of secret message.
"I wrote him a letter."
Wei Ji's expression was somewhat meaningful, and the sadness and despair of not long ago disappeared, and he said warmly.
Jiang He looked at him and didn't understand who he had written to.
Zhao Zheng or Han An? "I said I wanted to intercept Princess Jiang He of Anguo at Jihe Bajiaolou." Wei Ji said, "The letter was delivered at night. I heard that when he received the letter, he was sitting under the osmanthus tree where you often sit and read letters. .”
Jiang He was speechless, but his heart beat a beat faster.
Wei Ji continued: "Xiaohe, you went to Zhao Zheng for power, right?"
Jiang He put down the tea cup and looked up, wondering why he mentioned this matter again.
"Yes." She replied, "Only by Zhao Zheng's side can I gain power and realize my wish."
Suddenly there were steady footsteps on the stairs leading to the third floor in front of him.
The man climbed up the stairs, making every step seems that I can't wait to go up, but I am blocked by some emotion and delay it.
who is it?Guard?
Jiang He pursed his lips slightly and was about to stand up when he suddenly saw the smile on Wei Ji's face.
It was the first time she had seen him smile like that, with a hint of mischief after success, and a desperate determination.
"Okay," Wei Ji said loudly, "Since you don't like him, then you are still mine."
What is his?I am my own! Jiang He's face turned a little red due to sullenness. She stood up hastily, but Wei Ji was one step faster than her.
Across the tea table, he stretched out his arms to hold Jiang He in his arms. When Jiang He looked up in surprise, his tender and sweet kiss fell on Jiang He's forehead.
"Xiaohe."
"Jiang He!"
These two voices sounded at the same time. Jiang He pushed Wei Ji away and saw the man opposite who had already walked up the stairs.
Dark green robes, thick black eyebrows, cold and solemn eyes like the reflection of swords deep in the deep pool, and a handsome but slightly sickly face.
Zhao Zheng.
In addition to Zhao Zheng, there was another man timidly following Zhao Zheng.
That is the king of South Korea, Han An.
Han An was obviously stunned by the scene in front of him. He raised his sleeves to cover his face. When Jiang He looked over, he smiled again: "Is the girl Jiang's family, Princess Anguo?"
"It's me." Jiang He bowed gently and saluted, and Han An smiled even brighter, "The princess and Mr. Wei are a match made in heaven. This is great. The princess represents Qi State, so we don't have to worry about Chu State."
Han An was very happy that Wei Ji could persuade Zhao Zheng to negotiate.
Being able to survive for a few years without having to fight was a dream for him.
"I cannot represent Qi State." Jiang He said, "I just..."
"Young Master Wei."
Zhao Zheng interrupted her and walked towards Wei Ji.
It seemed that he didn't see the hug between Wei Ji and Jiang He, the kiss between them, or even her.
Jiang He stood dumbly, hearing Zhao Zheng talking to Wei Ji, and hearing Han An say in shame that he didn't expect the king of Yong to meet him by chance on the road.
Jiang He understood that it must be Wei Ji who told Zhao Zheng where Han An was hiding.
She also understood the purpose of Wei Ji's inquiry about power and his sudden kiss.
Next is the time for the three countries to negotiate peace, which has nothing to do with Jiang He.
She said goodbye and went downstairs.
"your Highness."
The general waiting downstairs stepped forward. It was Zhao Zheng's right-hand man, General Su Yu.
"General Su." Jiang He nodded.
"Princess, please wait in the cabin." Su Yu said.
Through the river bank covered with peach blossoms, I saw a boat parked in the Ji River.
It was a river boat similar to the Qi sand boat. It had a flat bottom, a square head, and a slanted keel, and was suitable for traveling quickly on the river.
Zhao Zheng took this boat and quickly reached the Octagon Tower.
Jiang He stepped into the cabin, sat down and waited.
There was no sound of singing and dancing in the Octagon, nor was there the laughter of banquets.
If it weren't for the shadows cast on the screen by the lights lit in the evening, it would be almost impossible to tell that anyone was inside.
Their discussion was short, and Jiang He saw Wei Ji coming out first.
He stood by the river, his eyes resting on the ship, and turned around without saying anything extra.
Based on his understanding of Jiang He, she would never talk to him again.
The soldiers surrounding him gathered around and protected Wei Ji as he headed north.
Han An came out after that.
With a look of apprehension and joy of being reborn after a disaster, he tightened his robes and got into the carriage, protected by a team of soldiers and horses, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the peach forest.
After that, there was Zhao Zheng.
Jiang He quickly put down the boat curtain and turned his head, his heart beating like a child who had done something wrong.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened the boat curtain and came in. He glanced at Jiang He who was getting up and frowned slightly.
"Are you hungry?" Zhao Zheng asked, "Let's eat first."
There was no emotion in his voice, but it was much colder than when he was in Daliang.
"I'm not hungry," Jiang He took a step closer to him and said, "What you saw just now..."
"Jiang He," Zhao Zheng stood solemnly and looked into her eyes and said, "You said you want power?"
——"You went to Zhao Zheng for power, right?" Wei Ji asked.
——"Yes, only by being by Zhao Zheng's side can I get the power and realize my wish." She answered.
He is the king of Yong State, and what he lacks most is power.
But he originally thought he could give her more.
Such as wholehearted love, lingering at night, future heirs, and the power to conquer the world when he dies.
But she only wants power.
He looked at Jiang He, he knew that she was very articulate, and he also knew that all the things Wei Ji did today were all for the sake of separation.
But he waited for her answer.
(End of this chapter)