Chapter 395

(Two readers guessed the chapter title of this chapter, and then... what can I do... I can only write like this, and turn around silently.)

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The Qin official was a woman with a high spirit, bright eyes, and a natural beauty.

She can drive all Qin officials, especially those old people from Cangzhou, out of the palace with a single sentence. Naturally, she has a very high status in Xianyang, and she is as old as Tong Yan.

This confirmed her identity, and of course she never thought of hiding who she was from Jing Jiu, otherwise why would she take the risk of coming here.

Seeing Zhuo Rusui flashing out from behind the pillar, Bai Zao tilted his head slightly, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"

Zhuo Rusui said listlessly, "I can't do anything now."

Thinking about Zhuo Rusui's words, she vaguely guessed something, looked at Jing Jiu with some doubts, and said, "Are you waiting for him?"

Jing Jiu said, "Yes."

Bai Zao was very puzzled, and said: "He is the emperor of Qin, and now Chu is powerless to resist, why would he take the risk to come here?"

Jing Jiu said: "Your senior brother is a very proud person, he should be very happy to come here and appreciate my appearance when I surrendered."

Bai Zao shook his head and said, "Pride doesn't mean you'll get carried away."

Jing Jiu said, "According to my estimation, he might not be complacent, but he is already a bit carried away."

This sentence obviously has another meaning.

Bai Zao was silent for a while, and said, "How did you guess that?"

Jing Jiu said, "Deduction and calculation is not guessing."

Bai Zao looked into his eyes and said, "But in the end you still made a mistake."

Zhuo Rusui nodded vigorously beside him.

Jing Jiu said, "If you don't come, maybe he will come. Of course, this is not an absolute thing."

Bai Zao thought about the quarrel with his senior brother in Xianyang Palace, fell silent for a while, and said, "What do you want to do if he comes?"

Zhuo Rusui said inexplicably: "Could it be that he was invited to dinner? Of course he was killed."

Bai Zao glanced at him and said, "Are you sure you can kill him?"

"I'm very strong." Zhuo Rusui said: "And this is not Xianyang, he doesn't have three thousand armored soldiers as shells, so he will definitely die."

This sentence did not mention a certain person, he and Bai Zao both knew that Jing Jiu was also very strong.

Bai Zao said: "Now that I'm here, you can kill me."

If she was just a princess in distress from the previous dynasty, it would be meaningless to kill her, but if she was really just like that, why would those Qin officials listen to her?

Jing Jiu had long thought that Qin's layout in the world should be planned by her and Tong Yan. In recent years, the strategy of Qin's going south should be arranged by her alone. Her status and role in Qin State is very important, so killing her or using her to threaten Emperor Bai makes sense for Chu State.

It's just that he didn't speak, nor did he make a move.

"I said at the beginning, since you are here, it's over."

Zhuo Rusui said angrily, "Even though I was retreating at the top of Tianguang Peak and knew about the relationship between you, how could he kill you?"

Whether it is a boudoir lady or a fairy-like ascetic, they will often feel a little displeased, or ashamed, when they hear this kind of discussion.

But Bai Zao felt joy in his heart, and secretly extended a thumbs up to Zhuo Rusui to express his appreciation.

Looking at the onion-like finger, Zhuo Rusui was even more helpless, turned to look at Jing Jiu and said, "I have been killing people outside these years, and you are in power in Chu State. Two against two, no matter how you look at it, it is very clever. But now your country is about to perish, and I am getting old here, what should I do next?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "I haven't thought about it either."

Zhuo Rusui said: "Looking at it now, your idea is wrong. At least there is not enough time to prove it. I have to do it in my own way."

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall. The breeze stirred the empty sleeves and hair, and there were several white hairs caught inside.

Zhuo Rusui's figure disappeared into the morning light, and the hall was quiet for a moment.

Bai Zao walked up to Jing Jiu, looked him in the eyes and asked, "What does he mean by that?"

Jing Jiu said, "You're so smart, you should be able to guess."

The people who know you best are often not your lovers, nor all your enemies, but those who are qualified to be your opponents.

In Qingtianjian's illusion, Tong Yan was the first person who guessed Jing Jiu's idea and had the ability to prevent him from carrying out this idea.

That year Jing Jiu would rather give Cangzhou to Qin than kill Tong Yan, just to buy more time.

He fought for ten years, but unfortunately he still failed.

Bai Zao showed an incredulous look, and said, "You want to break through here?"

Jing Jiu didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the back of the hall.

Bai Zao followed behind him and said, "This is impossible... Even if you are a peerless genius and don't want to take the usual path, rules are rules."

Jing Jiu still didn't speak, came to the bedroom, took off the headband that tied his hair, sat on the couch, and took out some papers.

The black hair spread out like a waterfall, in stark contrast to the snow-like white paper.

Looking at this scene, Bai Zao smiled slightly, sat down on the couch, and said, "No matter what you think, I won in the end."

Jing Jiu looked into her eyes and said calmly, "Not necessarily."

Bai Zao felt that her face was getting hot, but she bravely did not avoid her eyes.

Many, many years ago, when he and she were two or three-year-old dolls, they met on this couch.

Now that they are all grown up, this couch is naturally much smaller, and they are right in front of each other, really close.

Jing Jiu handed over the paper in his hand and said, "My terms."

Bai Zao didn't take the papers, but just looked at his face, suppressed her shame and said, "I'll listen to you."

It wasn't that the victor was showing off his tolerance, but she knew that Jing Jiu would naturally decide to surrender, so she would definitely not put forward too harsh a condition.

She explained it to herself in her mind.

The blue bird on the branch outside the window has already turned its head to look into the distance.

In an unremarkable warehouse of a commercial firm, Zhuo Rusui was cutting his hair, twisting it to an extremely messy and short length, and then began to carefully install an iron arm for himself.

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The peace talks ended quickly, because Qin agreed to most of Chu's conditions, but since it was a surrender, those conditions were nothing more than minor details.

The name of the country must be changed, the army must be disbanded and reorganized, and the capital of Chu State will be changed to Nandu, which will be guarded by the Cangzhou Army.

King Jing was granted the title of King of the South, and may live in the palace.

The real benefits for the Chu State are in terms of taxation and legal jurisdiction, that is to say, the benefits belong to the people.

In the name of Emperor Bai's cruelty, it was not easy for the final negotiations to achieve such a result, but when the results of the negotiations began to spread in the capital of Chu State and beyond, it still caused great turmoil, because after all, this is the subjugation of the country, which is a humiliation and pain that few people can bear.

Jing Jiu, who was named the King of Linshan, became a concrete symbol of shame and was ridiculed by people all over the world.

Crying and cursing were everywhere in the capital of the Chu State, and all the literati began to show their talents to the fullest, writing poems, describing the grief of the subjugated country, and their anger at the incompetent and foolish king. Perhaps even they themselves did not feel that there was a certain relief behind those poems.

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Liuyun Pavilion is the most popular brothel in the capital of Chu State, and Miss Ye Yun is the most popular girl in Liuyun Pavilion.

The one who can let her stay with her must be the richest or most powerful young master.

Tonight, she is accompanying the eldest son of Chengjun Prince's Mansion.

The elder son drank a lot of wine and commented on the affairs of the government in the middle of the night through his drunkenness. Eighty percent of the time was spent accusing His Majesty of being incompetent and incompetent, and handing over the great country left by his ancestors to others.

In the past, even if His Majesty the Emperor had always been known as an idiot, lived in a secluded palace, never cared about affairs, no one would dare to judge him like this, but now the situation is different, everyone knows that the Chu Kingdom is about to perish, and Long Live may not live for a few more years, who would care about such trivial matters.

That prince didn't forget to mention his family's relationship with Prince Jing before he passed out.

Counting the princes and nobles in the capital city and Prince Jing are all relatives, but according to what he said triumphantly, his father, Prince Cheng, was a good brother who grew up with Prince Jing, and they were inseparable. Even after King Jing rebelled to Qin, he did not break contact. In the future, there must be a place for him in the new dynasty...

Miss Ye Yun looked at the sleeping son and was silent for a long time, then suddenly took out a small knife and cut his neck directly.

Then she took out the brush, dipped it in his blood, and wrote a little poem.

That poem is about the pain of subjugation and hatred for the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty and the Chu emperor.

One of the sentences reads: "Not one of them is a man."

The prince's son was killed by a prostitute. Even when the country is destroyed and the world is turned upside down, it is still a major event that shakes the capital.

Miss Ye Yun was imprisoned, even if that poem, especially that sentence spread quickly in the capital, she could not escape being executed by Ling Chi.

At this moment, an eunuch quietly entered the prison and brought her out.

The eunuch took her to leave the capital overnight in a carriage, and after several days and nights of rapid travel, she came to the west camp and joined the Zhao army.

The carriage was sent directly to the Chinese military tent.

Eunuch He Zhan, who was wearing a black cloak, walked to the front of the car, lifted the curtain, looked at the pale prostitute with picturesque eyes, frowned and said nothing.

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These are trivial matters, and the death of Chu State is a major event.

Jing Jiu was originally a well-known idiot emperor, and now he has clearly identified himself as a foolish emperor. Of course, the title he can't shake off is of course the king of subjugation.

The people of Chu were good at literature, and there were countless poems and poems that criticized him at once. Those words were really wonderful, impassioned, and extremely joyful. Even the distant Qi State Academy wrote a few great poems, denouncing him, and occasionally metaphors about the affairs of Zhao State.

Surprisingly, Mr. Yun Qi didn't think so. Instead, he gave Emperor Chu a very high evaluation, and it can even be said to be a high praise.

The Qin Mission has already secretly returned to Xianyang.

Ten days later, accompanied by an autumn rain, King Jing led the army of Qin State to the outside of the capital of Chu State, ready to formally accept the government.

At this time, people outside the city suddenly noticed a black smoke rising from the city, looking in the direction of the palace.

Master Zhou's eyes went dark, and he passed out immediately.

Prince Jing narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yes, at the time when the bleak autumn rain continued, the fire that Chen Dashi and Jin Shangshu couldn't ignite no matter what they did back then, blazed up in the palace.