Three days later, news of the death of the legitimate son of the Wang family spread throughout Changyang.
The head of the family, Wang Long, whose eyes were cloudy from crying, entered the palace wearing a mourning scarf and holding a sword.
"Lord, I found out something." Wang Long's voice was hoarse. "It's the second son of the Zhu family who conspired with the people from the King of Grain and hired an assassin!"
Changshiro remained silent for a long time before he raised his head and spoke.
"My condolences, Master Wang. Is what you said before true?"
"Of course it's true. The people from the King of Grain have been sending people over to win over them, but I ignored them. So, they became angry and wanted to kill me, the legitimate son of the Wang family! I have a sword in my hand. If the lord agrees, I will immediately mobilize my private soldiers.
, attack and kill the Zhu family!"
"Don't be anxious." Chang Shiro calmed his expression, "Within one day, I will tie the second son of the Zhu family to you. At that time, you and I will interrogate him first and ask him what happened."
Although a little reluctant, the Wang family has always been loyal. Wang Long, the old family leader, nodded with red eyes.
"Wang Long, please stay. I'll have some food stewed for you and I to drink together... My condolences."
"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness... Wuwu."
Wang Long, who lost his legitimate son, knelt down and worshiped Chang Shiro.
Changshiro was heartbroken. Although his old counselor had arranged everything, no matter what, there was still a feeling of guilt that lingered in his heart and refused to let go for a long time.
…
In Shuzhou, Chengdu.
Xu Mu was sitting in the palace with two military advisors, big and small, discussing the latest intelligence.
"Wang family?"
"Indeed. The Wang family has always supported the King of Yuzhou before. For this reason, when the King of Yuzhou led his troops to leave, they also sent out private soldiers to help them fight against the rebellious families. Now, the Wang family
The legitimate son is dead, and this matter will probably be very serious."
Xu Mu nodded, "The death of the Wang family's legitimate son must have something to do with the people on the Liang King's side."
Listening, Jia Zhou looked silent for a while, and finally spoke.
"My lord, have you ever thought about it? This is a trap set by Jiuzhi Wuwei."
"A game?"
"Exactly. Maybe... the death of the Wang family's legitimate son was not caused by the King of Liang. Under such circumstances, doing such a thing can easily anger the inner city family and cause fire."
Xu Mu suddenly understood, "What Wen Long means is that one of our own people is killing our own people to use it as a plan?"
"It's just a guess. This possibility cannot be ruled out."
"Lord, throughout the ages, in order to fight for the world, many heroes have resorted to all possible means." Dongfang Jing, who was standing next to him, also said something.
After a long time, Xu Mu sighed.
"After this incident, the Grain King's side has entered into a situation where Jiuzhiwuwei is involved. In the future, under this situation, the aristocratic families in the inner city will slowly turn their spearheads and target the Grain King's forces.
"
"This game is quite exciting. But I know that the people on the side of the Grain King will definitely not be simple. After guessing one or two, they will find a way to reverse the disadvantage."
"Here in Xishu, we still focus on cooperation. As I said before, it will take some time for the nine-fingered man to complete this round."
After a pause, Jia Zhou changed the subject.
"This is what happened in the inner city. Next, there is the matter in Jiangnan. My lord, Yuan Song and Zuo Shiren have already issued a letter of war to each other and declared it to the world."
"So fast?"
Now, it is only late spring. Yuan Song and Zuo Shiren are about to start a war in order to compete for Kezhou. The previous one-year agreement has instantly become a joke.
"Zuo Shiren had an elite navy, so he always wanted to place the battlefield on the river. But Yuan Song was not fooled. Instead, he set up camp on the flat land more than a hundred miles away from the river bank."
"Where are the Shanyue people?"
"Kang Zhu, the commander of Shanyue, did not go out with the army. I estimate that he will stay in Dongling. After all, there are mostly mountains and forests south of Xiangjiang River, which are very suitable for Shanyue people to fight. Since my lord transferred Meng Huo's Pingman camp to Cangzhou
, Kang Zhu’s tens of thousands of overland camps basically set up sentries in the east area of Cangzhou for defense.”
After thinking for a while, Xu Mu turned his head.
"Bolie, if these two fight, who do you think will win?"
Dongfang Jing hesitated for a while, "It's hard to say, the two are equally powerful. If we insist on winning, Zuo Shiren will have a greater chance. After all, Yuan Song's north must divide its troops to guard against the King of Yuzhou. Moreover, even Dong Laidi
General Shentu Guan was sent to guard the north."
"Although Zuo Shiren has to be on guard against the lord here, we have the advantage of the Shanyue people. In addition, the Dongling Army has the power to defeat Cangzhou, so we have a slight upper hand."
"Intelligence from the Night Owl Group says that Zhao You of Kezhou... has already dragged his family with him and is preparing to leave Kezhou. If Huang Daochong is here, he may be able to stabilize this situation. But Zhao You can't."
In troubled times, weak countries have no diplomacy. Even if they use all their means, today's Kezhou is just a lucky draw between two tigers competing for food. What's even more frustrating is that when two tigers want to fight, they come into their own homes to fight.
"Zhao You sent someone earlier to ask if he could go to Western Shu to avoid trouble?"
"Of course not." Xu Mu shook his head. There are no so-called big aristocratic families in Xishu. Once Zhao You comes and opens this hole, more aristocratic families will inevitably come after him.
At that time, class antagonism will suddenly form. All the hard work for so long will be in vain.
"I have already refused on behalf of my lord." Jia Zhou nodded, "My path to Xishu has always been to put the people first. Being able to get to this point proves how wise my lord's original decision was."
"Wen Long, Bo Lie, we will just wait and see how the situation changes."
It is not wise to send troops at this time. Although it is unlikely that the fisherman will gain, he can only deal with the affairs of the Grain King and the Western Regions by preserving his strength.
…
"You are Zhu Rong!"
On the imperial road outside the palace, a trembling young man, covered in blood, knelt down and begged for mercy. Many heads of aristocratic families, as well as the sons of aristocratic families who were watching, had different expressions for a while.
"You are so brave, you dare to hire an assassin to kill the legitimate son of the Wang family!"
The young man's face was full of fear, and he kept knocking his head on the royal road until his face was covered with blood.
"Of course we understand that a fool like you is not brave enough. Who taught you this?" Chang Shiro stood coldly, with no hesitation in his expression.
The young man cried bitterly and raised his head. He didn't know how to reply. He just looked around, but suddenly his face became stern. With trembling hands, he pointed forward like a madman.
Everyone followed his fingers and saw that the position he pointed at was in the direction of Old Zhongde. Behind Old Zhongde, there was also a guard with a heavy back and a heavy waist.
"The guards behind him, the guards behind him, came to teach me how to do this!" Zhu Rong began to yell.
Many aristocratic families present had expressionless faces.
Especially the Wang family, they only glanced at the direction they were pointing in and made no further moves.
"Everyone, this guard is a member of my clan." The old counselor said with a smile, "In other words, what Zhu Rong means is that I, Liu Zhongde, secretly murdered the legitimate son of the Wang family."
"Wang Long, you want to avenge your son, what are you waiting for?"
Listening to this, the head of the Wang family looked horrified, "I can still tell the difference between military advisors joking and such stupid slanderous tactics."
The other aristocratic families who were watching also nodded silently.
"Are you going to tell me?" Wang Long drew a knife from the side and asked angrily.
The Zhu family has been surrounded by troops. The second son of the Zhu family in front of them must be killed for revenge.
"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, it's none of my business—"
Wang Long was extremely angry. Although he was old, he still held the knife steadily. He roared and struck Zhu Rong to death in a pool of blood after several blows.
Tsuneshiro turned around silently.
Liu Zhongde still stood calmly, motionless for a long time, letting the wind ruffle his gray hair.