When Li Chen launched this battle against Liao, King Wen agreed with both hands and feet.

Because he knew very well that the people would not approve of this war. If he was so powerful, Li Chen would only ruin his own status and prestige in the minds of the people.

The people are very realistic. Whoever can bring them benefits will obey their rule. If the people are not well fed or worn, then the people will rebel.

From this point of view, this war perfectly fits the political interests of King Wen.

But putting aside political stance, as the prince of this royal family and one of the managers of this country, King Wen deeply and clearly understood from the national strategic perspective that Qin needs a war now.

A big victory battle.

If he succeeds in seizing power, the first thing he does is to launch an external battle.

From this perspective, he also agrees with this war.

Seeing that King Wen was not speaking for a long time, the old woman sighed and said guilty, then stood up and left.

Looking at the old woman leaving tremblingly, King Wen suddenly said to Guan Zhongyi beside him: "Do you think her two sons are still alive?"

Guan Zhongyi replied: "If I went to Ganzhou and Shaanxi, it would be difficult. Ganzhou and Shaanxi had already been specially managed, and there were only a few results. Either they were involved in the battlefield and were encountered by the Liao army, killed directly, or encountered by the Qin army, and caught the strong men, or even encountered bandits, they were also dead. They were lucky and were quarantined in the city. Then there might be hope for a return, but such a chaotic environment, which was not enough to eat or wear. Now there is heavy snow in the northwest, which is probably a lot of luck."

King Wen nodded silently, he knew that Guan Zhongyi's analysis was absolutely reasonable.

After considering it briefly, King Wen said, "Let me ask someone to check who her two sons are named and who they are. Look for it in the northwest. If they are still alive, they will bring them back."

Guan Zhongyi was stunned.

King Wen naturally had his own power and foundation in the northwest, but the cost of finding two ordinary people who were not familiar with each other and had no profits was too high.

As if he knew that Guan Zhongyi was a little confused, King Wen whispered: "No matter what, it is always the people under my rule. The world is as uneven as the sands of the Henghe River. I cannot take care of them one by one. I don't have the energy or ability. But since I have met them, I am in front of the Bodhisattva statue, and I am destined to do it, so you can do it."

Guan Zhongyi bowed slightly and said sincerely: "The prince is kind."

After the words came to the ground, King Wen turned around and faced the hall gate, but saw an old monk hanging down at the door slowly. Facing King Wen, the old monk clasped his hands together and bowed, saying, "Amitabha, fortunately, King Wen is here today, and the temple is covered with glory."

King Wen smiled and said, "How did Abbot Huiwen know that I am here?"

The monk Huiwen looked kind and smiled and said, "The Dragon King is always accompanied by good rain when he goes out on a patrol. When I see the drizzle falling from the sky, I know that the prince's aura is surging. When I come to the rainy platform, I know that the prince has arrived."

Guan Zhongyi raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Nonsense, although the weather is gloomy, it has not rained."

Monk Huiwen just smiled but said nothing.

When Guan Zhongyi was about to speak, he saw fine rain marks suddenly appearing on the ground outside the hall. Then the rustling sounds of the heaven and earth as fine as falling sand gathered together. Looking up again, he saw that the mountains outside the hall were still green, but there was mist and rain swaying. There was already a large rain that had just fallen.
Chapter completed!