The day after Fusu settled Zhao Shi and the South Vietnamese civil and military officials who surrendered with Zhao Shi, South Vietnam King Zhao Tuo learned that his 80,000-strong army had been completely destroyed.
In the early spring of South Vietnam, flowers were everywhere, and the atmosphere was full of spring. However, the Nanyue Palace, located at the core of Panyu City, could not feel the warmth of spring, because the face of Nanyue King Zhao Tuo was as cold as ice in winter.
Ever since he learned that all 80,000 of his troops had been captured and eaten by Fusu Company, Zhao Tuo's heart felt like a layer of ice that would last forever. He had lost count of how many times he had rushed to the group.
The minister got angry, and he didn’t know how many times the Prime Minister Wu Jian was expelled from the Nanyue Palace by Zhao Tuo, the king of Nanyue.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the culprit of Prince Zhao Shi's return to Qin was the South Vietnamese King Zhao Tuo who was too suspicious, but Zhao Tuo blamed all the blame on Wu Jian, even the blame for the annihilation of the 80,000-strong army.
On Wu Jian's head.
On this day, Wu Jian once again ignored the dissuasion of his colleagues and began to persuade Zhao Tuo not to move eastward to Minzhong County. Unexpectedly, this time Zhao Tuo did not expel Wu Jian from the Nanyue Palace, but directly put Wu Jian down.
Panyu Prison.
Without Wu Jian's objection, Zhao Tuo's long-planned plan to move to Minzhong County was implemented. The day before Zhao Shi led his troops to leave Panyu, the guards of the Nanyue Palace entered with the white silk gifted by Zhao Tuo.
Panyu Prison.
When Wu Jian, who was in prison, saw the palace guards walking into the prison, he already knew that his time had come.
The fact was exactly as Wu Jian expected. When the palace guards came to his cell, they stopped and asked the jailer to open the door of Wu Jian's cell.
Seeing several guards walking into the cell, Wu Jian's tense heart relaxed. Knowing that he was in danger, Wu Jian felt much more relaxed. In the past two years, Wu Jian had worked hard for South Vietnam, and now he was finally free.
"Wu Jian, as the Prime Minister of South Vietnam, you don't want to serve the king, and you mislead the king several times with cunning tricks. As a result, the prince of South Vietnam was forced to surrender to the Qin State. Our 80,000 South Vietnam army was annihilated by the Qin army in Sihui City.
Foreign. My Majesty, in memory of your many years of service, could not bear the infliction of swords and axes on you, so he specially gave Bai Ling three feet to keep your whole body."
"I thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness," Wu Jian said, taking the white silk from the wooden tray held by the guard.
Seeing Wu Jian taking the Bai Ling in his hand, several guards exited the cell and stood not far away waiting for Wu Jian to commit suicide.
"Your Majesty, Wu Jian has gone. If my death can save our South Vietnam country from the danger of national subjugation, I will die in peace." Wu Jian prostrated himself on the ground and said with tears.
A moment later, the sound of a table falling to the ground came from the cell where Wu Jian was located.
Several guards heard the sound and came to the door of Wu Jian's cell, only to see that Wu Jian had committed suicide on the white silk hanging on the top beam of the cell.
Looking at Wu Jian hanging on the white silk, the eyes of the jailer who led the guards to Wu Jian's cell were filled with tears. His right hands were clenched together unconsciously, and his nails were almost digging into his flesh.
After several guards left to return to Zhao Tuo, the jailer untied Wu Jian's body.
Holding the bodies of Wu Jian and Yu Wen, the jailer burst into tears.
As for Wu Jian's character, the people of South Vietnam, who were at the bottom like this jailer, knew best. As the saying goes: "Those who know the government and lose it are in the grass."
The next day, the jailer risked his life and sent Wu Jian's body to Wu Jian's home. Wu Jian's family did not dare to pay tribute, so they had to bear the pain and quietly bury Wu Jian's body in Beishan outside Panyu City.
Under a big tree.
This is the most painful chapter that the author has written so far. During the writing process, the author felt as if he had witnessed Wu Jian committing suicide in front of him. He felt very sad. Originally, there was other content in this chapter, but the author did not write it.
The multi-character death of Wu Jian is listed in a separate chapter just to express the author's sympathy and respect for the character Wu Jian in the article.