Yang Hong said eagerly: "Having said this, if my lord is stubborn and insists on going his own way, and is unwilling to kill Wang Zheng quickly, then please behead his ministers, pluck their eyes, and hang them at the north gate!"
In his haste and anxiety, he directly quoted the allusion of Wu Zixu. On that day, Wu Zixu angered Fu Chai with his advice and was forced to commit suicide. Before he died, he said: "Pull out my eyes and put them on the east gate of Wu State so that I can see
In the future, the Yue Kingdom will destroy the Wu Kingdom."
Later, Gou Jian lay down on the firewood and tasted his gall, and indeed destroyed the state of Wu. Before committing suicide, Fu Chai covered his eyes with a white cloth to show that he was ashamed to see Wu Zixu under the spring.
Yuan Shu was a disciple of a high-ranking family, so he naturally knew this allusion, and even heard the anxious, uneasy, and loyal meaning in Yang Hong's words. He quickly stepped down from the throne, helped Yang Hong up personally, and said seriously: "Sir, please get up, why bother?"
Say something like that?"
"Wang Zheng is in the city now, and he has no more than a thousand men and horses accompanying him. If he wants to kill him, it will be easy to kill him. If this son has different ambitions, he should be killed!"
Hearing this, Yang Hong felt relieved. He stood up immediately and gave Yuan Shuzai a detailed analysis of the suspicious things the other party had done since he came to Shouchun.
Furious!
"Shuzi!"
Yuan Shu suddenly flicked his sleeves, stood up, slapped the case, and shouted angrily: "You actually harbored evil intentions, and I was unaware of it for a moment. If I hadn't been reminded by my husband, I almost fell into the thief's plot. I immediately summoned soldiers and horses, surrounded the embassy, and killed it on the spot!"
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As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Hongji said: "Master, you absolutely must not do this."
"Why?" Yuan Shu glared at Yang Hong with dissatisfaction. It was you who asked me to kill Wang Zheng quickly. Why did you say it was absolutely impossible when I made the decision?
"Wang Zheng should naturally be executed."
Yang Hong and his ministers had been in charge for many years, but they still didn't know what Yuan Shu was thinking. He quickly explained: "But you can't be so grand. Although Wang Zheng is now accompanied by only a thousand people, they are all elite tigers. Although there are many soldiers and horses in the city,
, but it may not be possible to encircle and suppress it. If it escapes accidentally, wouldn't it be possible to let the tiger go back to the mountain and cause endless troubles?"
"Second, after all, this son came to Shouchun at the invitation of the lord. If he is executed without instruction, he will be punished by others. Moreover, Xuzhou has more than 100,000 troops. If he hears about this, he will raise a large number of troops and go south to avenge the lord.
,how to respond?"
Yuan Shu's expression softened slightly: "Then according to Sir's wishes, how should we get rid of this traitor?"
"Please give the lord the Hongbing Talisman and dispatch the elites in the camp outside the city. This way, the news will not leak out. Then the lord can find an excuse tomorrow to invite Wang Yukou to the palace for a meeting. When the time comes, the ambush swordsman and axe-hand will be nearby and throw a cup as a signal.
He's going to hit the ground with his head!"
Yang Hong gently stroked the thin beard under his lips, squinted his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "After Wang Zheng was killed in the palace, the news was temporarily hidden, and then he divided the soldiers and horses in the city and defeated them one by one, and then arranged for people to disguise themselves as Xuzhou troops and leave the city.
, and then made arrangements to pretend that they were ambushed outside the city, and the entire army was wiped out!"
Hearing this, Yuan Shu had guessed Yang Hong's plan and couldn't help but exclaimed: "I understand, will you declare to the public when the time comes that Wang Zheng died at the hands of Sun Ce's remnants?"
"My lord, I see you thousands of miles away!" Yang Hong nodded and said, "That's exactly what it is."
"Just follow Sir's plan." Yuan Shu immediately threw out the military talisman: "Thank you sir, hurry up and prepare."
Yang Hong was overjoyed, received the military talisman, and hurried off.
He went out on the front door, and Mrs. Feng came in through the back door. The two of them almost bumped into each other. Seeing Yang Hong today, he even forgot to salute her. He just nodded slightly and ran away. There was no trace of the celebrity demeanor in the past. Mrs. Feng said while saying
Opening the way, I was secretly surprised. When I entered the palace, I saw Yuan Shu walking around the room with his hands behind his back. His face was quite ferocious and terrifying, as if he was extremely angry, and his heart couldn't help but move.
What happened?
She guessed that something big was going to happen, but she pretended not to know at first. She just walked closer, leaned forward and said, "Why are you so late, husband, and you haven't rested yet?"
Seeing Mrs. Feng, who was wearing a gorgeous shawl, slowly moving closer to him, her upper body motionless, and naturally maintaining a comfortable female posture, Yuan Shu's anger suddenly dissipated a lot.
Even though he had seen the other party's dignified manner countless times, Yuan Shu would still sincerely admire him every time he saw him.
This is a true lady from a noble family. Not only is she beautiful in appearance and noble in spirit, but her walking posture is so beautiful. Lotus flowers grow with every step. Her fragrant skirt passes by, and the whole room is filled with beauty.
"Madam, what are you talking about?" His voice became gentle: "Why did you come back to the palace so late?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Feng felt guilty. She didn't know that she had already seen Wang Zheng and Fan Si accomplish good things, but she stayed in the Zhao Mansion for a while before leaving. She didn't know how to answer, so she walked to the case and stood aside.
Patiently picking at the candle flame with a needle while thinking about what to say.
In the eyes of Yuan Shu, who was standing aside, he could only see the flickering candlelight, reflecting on his face. Mrs. Feng's face was as bright as a pearl, and the frost and snow blinded her eyes. Suddenly, a strange thought came to her: "Is this really my wife?
A woman in her thirties?"
Then he felt extremely proud: Yes, such a beauty is really my wife!
At this time, Mrs. Feng suddenly said softly: "Husband, Wang Zheng has reconciled..."
As soon as he started talking, he was interrupted by Yuan Shu.
As soon as he heard Wang Zheng's name, Yuan Shu's expression turned cloudy almost in the blink of an eye, and he said solemnly: "What happened to Zhuzi?"
Mrs. Feng was startled, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "Then Wang Zheng and Fan Wu are already married. Husband, are you going to let them become husband and wife as planned?"
"In the name of husband and wife? Let's have a fucking dream!"
Thinking that he actually sent a stunning beauty into the mouth of a hungry wolf, Yuan Shu became even more furious: "That Shuzi had such a beautiful blessing before he died, I treated him well!"
"Before you die?"
When Mrs. Feng heard this, her body suddenly stiffened, and Yuan Shu almost didn't notice.
She reacted quickly and immediately regained her composure. Then she just frowned slightly and asked with a look of surprise: "Why did your husband say this? Why is Wang Zheng now so weak that he is going to die?"
"Madam, what you said is wrong," Yuan Shu heard the words and sneered: "What is the difficulty in letting him die young when I give the order?"
"My husband wants to kill Wang Zheng?"
Mrs. Feng had long expected that something would happen tonight, but she didn't expect that it would be Yuan Shu who had murderous intentions towards Wang Zheng. Her heart skipped a beat, but her face showed no expression. She just bit her lips slightly and asked softly: "Isn't my husband before?"
Are you still favoring this son, and are you even more interested in recruiting him as your son-in-law? How come your attitude suddenly changes, and you actually want him to live if you love him, and want him to die if you hate him?"
"Madam, you don't know something."
Yuan Shu had a heartbroken look on his face: "Just now Yang Hong came to see me, so and so... I suddenly realized that this son actually has different ambitions and wants to plot my fortune!"
"I have lured a wolf into my house. If I don't strike first to get rid of this evil, there will be a big disaster in the future!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Feng had an indescribable expression on her face, her breath was dying, her eyes were wandering, and she seemed to be deep in thought. After a long while, she slowly raised her head and said softly: "Has your husband seen Wang Zheng in the past few days?"
"How many days have it been?" Yuan Shu was startled, and then said: "I saw this Zhuzi yesterday afternoon. Hey, I didn't notice that he was harboring evil intentions. I was really mistaken."
Mrs. Feng added: "Since Wang Zheng came to Shouchun, how many times has your husband seen him?"
Yuan Shu recalled for a moment and said, "We only meet once every day or two."
"I only see you once in a day or two..." Mrs. Feng smiled slightly and said, "Husband, if this son has any alien intentions, will he come to see you once in a day or two?"
Yuan Shu was in the heat of the moment. He was startled when he heard these words. He thought for a moment, then looked at Madam Feng and said, "What do you mean, madam?"
Mrs. Feng's eyebrows were serious: "I am a harem woman. I don't have much knowledge. I only see the disadvantages of killing the king's government, but I don't see any differences in the king's government."
"There are disadvantages to killing, have you seen any difference?" Yuan Shu glanced at Mrs. Feng and asked, "Madam, could you please explain it in detail?"
"Excuse me, husband, how many people did Wang Zheng bring to Shouchun this time?"
"Five hundred personal soldiers, five hundred raised troops, more than a few thousand in total."
"That's it." Mrs. Feng said: "If this person had any different intentions, how could he bring only a thousand men to Shouchun? There are more than ten thousand people under my husband's command in the city. If Wang Zheng really had different intentions, he would kill himself with an egg against a stone.
He is as stupid as an ox or a horse, and he is always humble and courteous in front of his husband, like a son or nephew. He is like a deserted city, so I said I don’t see any difference in him."
"As for the disadvantages of killing Wang Zheng, this man is a hero and a strong supporter of his husband. The two sides have formed an alliance to resist Yuan and Cao in the north. If he is killed rashly, won't it cause pain to his relatives and happiness to his enemies?
"
"Moreover, Wang Zheng went south this time to aid her husband and quell Sun Ce's rebellion. If he died at the hands of his husband, how would the people of the world evaluate him?"
Mrs. Feng stared at Yuan Shu, her water-like eyes full of anxiety and concern: "Wang Zheng's death means death, but if a hero like her husband is trapped in an unjust situation because of his son, wouldn't it be a small gain but a big loss?"
"Yes, Wang Zheng only has a thousand troops now, what kind of chaos can he cause?"
The words woke up the dreamer, and Yuan Shu stood up in a hurry. He felt that what Mrs. Feng said was reasonable, but in the blink of an eye, he hesitated again, "What Mrs. Feng said was reasonable, but what Yang Hong said was not without purpose."
He looked at Mrs. Feng and said doubtfully: "Madam, please tell me, if this Wang Zheng has no different intentions, why does he allow his civil and military officials to associate with the famous Shouchun family and the civil and military officials of this state?"
"What's so strange about this?"
Listening to Yuan Shu's words calmly, Mrs. Feng just pursed her lips and smiled, and explained softly: "My husband is far ahead of Wang Zheng in terms of reputation, family background, and even military prowess. When I see a hero like my husband, why don't Wang Zheng have a good relationship with me?"
The heart, the meaning of admiration? The so-called loving the house and the bird, naturally also values the husband's ministers, and some interpersonal interactions are really normal."
"In addition, Xuzhou has suffered from constant wars in recent years, the people's livelihood has declined, and the humanities have not flourished. On the contrary, under the governance of my husband, Yangzhou has flourished with talents. I heard that Wang Zheng's subordinates visited many scholars and scholars in the city. These scholars' skills
If you don't have the power to restrain a chicken, they are all talented in internal affairs, so what's the use of communicating with them? It's just that Wang Zheng wants to take this opportunity to recruit some talents for him in Xuzhou. If he has different intentions, that's probably it."
"oops!"
Yuan Shu suddenly realized it, slapped his forehead with his hand, regretting it, and said repeatedly: "I was confused for a moment. If it weren't for a wise woman like Madam to give me some advice, I would have almost ruined a big thing, almost ruined a big thing!" As he spoke, he shouted loudly.
: "Come here, hurry up and bring Yang Jijiu back to me!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to stroke the hair on her forehead and lowered her head slightly.
Only when he was sure that he was completely out of Yuan Shu's sight did he raise his eyebrows, purse his lips, and reveal a faint smile on his face.
It's a pity that the radiance of her face at this moment, the implicit joy that was not expressed in words, was extremely moving, but no one could see it.
...
Not long after, the guards Yuan Shu sent to chase Yang Hong came back with military talismans. Yang Hong was so angry that he chased after him, knocked on the door and rushed in, shouting: "Why did my lord suddenly change his mind again?"
"Sir, don't be upset."
Although Yuan Shu was dissatisfied with Yang Hong and blamed him for almost allowing his family to kill Wang Zheng by mistake, he knew clearly in his heart and knew that this man was loyal to him, so he did not get angry and just stepped forward to comfort him with a smile.
Mrs. Feng had no favorable impression of this person at all, so she had to listen to Yuan Shu's attempts to persuade him. She just bowed slightly to him without losing any benefit, and then walked out slowly with a light step.