"Your Highness, it's good if you understand. It's good if you understand."
After Zhang Kuang responded to the little cutie with a smile, he turned slightly and looked at Song Qing who was standing aside.
"King Wuyi, do you have any other questions to ask about the situation in Jerusalem?"
Song Qing heard the arrogant questioning, with a somewhat tangled look on his face, he raised his fingers and gently pressed his brows a few times.
Seeing Song Qing's somewhat troubled expression, the little cutie immediately walked towards Song Qing with light steps.
"Uncle, Yue'er will pour you some wine."
Hearing what the little cutie said to him, Song Qing immediately instinctively handed over the bottomed wine glass in his hand.
"Okay, okay."
The cute little girl poured a full glass of wine for Song Qing along the jug with a smile on her face, then raised her lotus feet and took a small step back.
Song Qing smiled lightly and nodded to the little cutie, then drank half a glass of wine in one gulp with a slight frown, and then turned to look at Zhang Kuang with a tangled face.
"Uncle, what, if all the people in the seven cities are added together, are there really about three million?"
Zhang Kuang looked at the tangled expression on Song Qing's face, and it was unclear what was going on in his mind.
Around three million people are not a small number!
Facing so many people, not everyone can be so cruel.
After Zhang Kuang glanced at Song Qing with complicated eyes, he raised the wine bag and took a big sip of wine, then walked towards Song Qing with a sad expression.
"King Wuyi, if you add all the people in the seven cities together, there are really about three million people.
And, just a little more!”
When Song Qing listened to Zhang Guang's solemn answer, his brows that were slightly frowned suddenly became even tighter.
About three million.
About three million, this is about three million people!
For the time being, let’s not talk about whether we can take this seriously.
The key problem is that such a pot is really too big to carry alone.
That's right, it's no longer a question of whether you are willing to bear such a responsibility, but rather that you simply cannot bear it!
Song Qing's mind was racing and after some inner discussion, he glanced at Zhang Kuang who was silently puffing away his words with a depressed expression.
"uncle."
Hearing the sound, Zhang Kuang immediately spit out the light smoke in his mouth, and looked at Song Qing with slightly nervous eyes.
"Hmm? King Wuyi, tell me."
Seeing the clearly visible nervousness in Zhang Kuang's eyes, Song Qing raised his head slightly and drank all the wine in the glass, then slowly let out a breath of wine with his lips slightly open.
"call."
"Uncle, what is that, what is that.
Regarding the city of Jerusalem, I don’t have any other questions.”
Hearing what Song Qing said, Zhang Kuang's tense heartstrings instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension in his eyes immediately disappeared.
Just now, he was really worried that Song Qing might get mad and say something he shouldn't say.
If it's just some insignificant small pots, or even bigger pots, then you just have to carry them.
After all, the status of King Wuyi of the Song and Qing dynasties is here!
As long as Mr. Liu, the Emperor, has no special thoughts in his heart, no one in the entire court can shake his status.
No, no, no, that's not right. Strictly speaking, looking at the entire world, no one can shake the status of King Wuyi of Song Qing Dynasty.
However, Song Qing was not able to carry such a big pot involving about three million people.
Such a pot is so big that if we look at the entire Dalong Dynasty, except for Liu Mingzhi, the current emperor, no one can carry the pot of three million people.
If these three hundred people were enemy soldiers, everything would be easy to say.
If that were the case, who would be racking their brains to think about all this? It would just be a matter of deploying troops and generals to go into battle to kill the enemy and make achievements.
But the key issue is that those three million people are not enemy soldiers, but three million unarmed civilians!
Going into battle to kill the enemy and massacring the city are completely different things.
Zhang Kuang's mind was racing and he muttered to himself for a moment, then he happily raised his eyes and nodded gently to Song Qing.
"Haha, hahaha.
If King Wuyi thinks of any other issues, he can just ask me at any time."
Song Qing held the tobacco bag and took a big puff of tobacco. He looked at Zhang Kuang and nodded with a chuckle.
"Uncle, I understand.
If I think of anything again, I will definitely continue to ask you."
Zhang Kuang smiled and nodded, then pressed the wine bag in his hand and directly filled Song Qing with a glass of wine.
"So good, so good.
King Wuyi, let’s not talk all the time, let’s drink some wine to quench our thirst.”
"Okay, thank you uncle."
Song Qing chuckled and thanked him, then raised the glass to his lips and took a sip of the wine.
Immediately, he turned around with a complicated expression and looked at Mr. Liu who was standing two steps away.
"Your Majesty, regarding those fanatics, I can't think of any way to deal with the enemy at the moment?"
Young Master Liu listened to Song Qing's somewhat low-toned words and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
"Brother."
"I'm here."
Young Master Liu raised his brows and glanced at Zhang Kuang, followed by Song and Qing. He gently shook the Wanli Jiangshan engraved jade fan in his hand, and then walked forward slowly.
Xiao Kaitai, Song Qing, Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye, Duan Dingbang and others saw this and quickly set off to follow.
Young Master Liu stopped in his tracks, gently sat on the chair behind him, and casually crossed his legs with a smile.
"My dear friends, there is no need to stand aside. Please all return to your seats."
"I obey, thank you very much, Your Majesty."
Dozens of generals saluted Young Master Liu and immediately dispersed towards their respective positions.
When the little cutie saw this, she smiled like a flower and filled a glass of drink for Young Master Liu, then gently pushed Young Master Liu's shoulder.
"Father, please move aside. Yue'er has been standing there for so long. I should sit down and take a rest."
Young Master Liu nodded and took a sip of the full glass of wine, then pretended to be unhappy and rolled his eyes at the little cutie.
"Stinky girl, isn't there your chair over there? You have to sit on the armrest of my chair as a father to feel comfortable, right?"
Seeing her father's pretending to be unhappy, the cute little girl raised her eyebrows and smiled innocently.
"Hehehe, oh, Father, doesn't Yue'er still have to help you pour the wine?
I've been staying by your side all this time, which saves me from running around all the time later, right?"
Young Master Liu looked at the little cutie's playful smile, gently put down the wine glass in his hand, and then grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate.
"Smelly girl, as a father, I have both hands, so I don't need you to help me pour the wine."
"Oh, good father, if you have hands, that's your business.
But, Yue'er, I should express my filial piety, and I still have to express my filial piety."
As soon as the little cutie finished speaking softly, without waiting for Mr. Liu's reply, he sat sideways on the armrest of his father's chair.
Seeing the little cutie behaving like this, Mr. Liu shook his head with a slightly helpless expression on his face, and had no choice but to turn slightly sideways and rest his arm on the other armrest.
Immediately, while chewing the melon seeds in his hand, he chuckled and turned to look at the dozens of generals, big and small, who had already sat down one after another.
Finally, his eyes fell on Song Qing.
"Brother."
"I'm here."
Mr. Liu gently spit out the melon seed shells between his lips and teeth, and looked straight at Song Qing with a hint of interesting teasing in his eyes.
"Brother, around three million people are not a small number!
But, then again.
Considering your current status, brother, around three million people can actually still resist!"
When Song Qing heard Mr. Liu's words, the expression on his face froze slightly.
Not only Song Qing, but Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye, Wanyan Chiezha, Yunchong, Hu Yanyu and others also had slightly stiff expressions on their faces.
At the same time, their minds couldn't help but become nervous.
In just an instant, the same thought suddenly emerged in the hearts of all the old foxes.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he doesn’t really intend to let King Wuyi take the blame, does he?
There are about three million people. This is about three million people!
Killing about three million people in one fell swoop, let alone King Wuyi of the Song and Qing dynasties, even if he added the soldiers and horses of the two armies of the Western Expedition to the left and right, he could not carry such a big thing.
What a black pot!
Song Qing has been dealing with Mr. Liu for decades, and he knows his character very well.
When Mr. Liu said these words, he knew clearly in his heart that his third brother had already guessed what he had been thinking.
Fortunately, Song Qing was only stunned for a moment and saw the teasing look in Young Master Liu's eyes.
Therefore, his mind only twitched for a little while, and then he immediately relaxed.
At this moment, Song Qing still didn't understand that his third brother was obviously joking with him!
Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye, Yunchong, Wanyan Chiezha, Yeleha, Hu Yanyu and others also saw the teasing look in Liu Dashao's eyes, and all of them suddenly let out a long sigh of relief.
God has eyes, fortunately His Majesty is still the same as before.
After Song Qing slowly took a breath of alcohol, he looked depressed and raised his hand to Young Master Liu.
"Your Majesty, what is that, what is that.
If there were only 3.5 million people, or even 6.7 million people, it would not be a big problem for me, veteran, to grit my teeth and resist.
Old minister, the worst I can do is to be scolded by those who record things with the army, and then be scolded by the censors and officials above the court.
However, when it comes to about three hundred people, I really can’t resist it, veteran!
Faced with such a number, veteran, let alone gritted my teeth to resist, veteran, even if I chewed all my teeth into pieces, I still wouldn’t be able to resist!
Your Majesty, more than three million people are really too many.
Lao Chen, it’s true that I am, but it’s true that I can’t resist it!”
Young Master Liu looked at Song Qing's helpless expression and ate a melon seed with a smile.
"Brother."
"I'm here."
After Young Master Liu swallowed the melon seeds between his lips and teeth, he chuckled and reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table and took a sip of the wine.
"Brother, some things are too simple for you to think about."
Hearing what Young Master Liu said, Song Qing looked slightly startled, and after reacting, he immediately punched Young Master Liu.
"I am confused, please give me some advice."
Seeing the sudden change of doubtful expression on Song Qing's face, Young Master Liu raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one breath.
"call!"
"Brother, there are seven cities and about three million people.
This is no longer a question of whether your back can carry this big pot.
In this matter, the real question is whether you can guarantee whether this matter will eventually leak out.
Once the news of this matter leaks out, then the years of hard work of our Dalong Celestial Empire's left and right Western Expedition armies will all be wasted in an instant!
No, no.
Strictly speaking, it also requires several years of hard work by the soldiers of the Anxi Protectorate and the soldiers of the allied forces of the Western Regions."
When Young Master Liu said this, he glanced at the dozens of large and small generals not far away with a complicated expression.
"My dear friends, it is easy to massacre a city, but it is difficult to eradicate the weeds!
Who among you can guarantee that no one will escape alive?"
Upon hearing Young Master Liu's question, Song Qing, Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye, Wanyan Chiezha, Hu Yanyu and others looked at each other and immediately shook their heads at Young Master Liu.
"Your Majesty, I can't guarantee it."
Mr. Liu gently put down the wine glass in his hand and changed his sitting position with a slightly raised brow.
Seeing this, the little cutie quickly picked up the wine bottle on the side and gave her father a glass of wine.
Young Master Liu gently shook the Wanli Jiangshan jade in his hand and glanced at the dozens of generals who were looking at him with a smile.
"Everyone, you just can't guarantee love.
No one is a fool, especially ordinary people. Not only are they not fools, they are also very smart.
For those ordinary people, there will always be one rule.
That is, I can't afford to offend him, but I can afford to hide him!
It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Under such circumstances, how could you possibly manage to leave absolutely no one alive?
Once you are left alive, it means that your massacre of the city is no longer a secret."