Chapter 2780 Unexpected Results?

Over here, Xiang Chen was stalking and pleading with his wife, but over there in Jin State, Sima Ji was frowning in deep thought, as if he was undecided.

"Your Majesty, the three offerings are still waiting. We must discuss a charter."

Sima Ji was still deep in thought. After a long time, he slowly raised his head: "It is generally accepted that it is true or false?"

Bai Shigong smiled bitterly: "You can't reveal your identity even to death. This matter is true no matter how you look at it, but that's Jiang Fan. He has never lost in calculations."

Sima Ji said: "Nangong Xin, what's going on?"

"We set out yesterday. It is said that we were worried about the impact on our business and rushed to Yuzhou in a hurry. Why did the king ask him?"

Duke Baishi was very puzzled. He didn't ask Emperor Ming, the monarchs of the Four Kingdoms, Cao Ying, or Zhang Zhiling. These people who had a close relationship with Jiang Fan asked him why he was the Marquis of Donglin?

Sima Ji didn't explain, just narrowed his eyes slightly: "It makes sense..."

Duke Bai Shi smiled bitterly: "We have just publicly formed an alliance with Great Qin, and something like this happened. Doesn't this put us in a dilemma? Now that we are going to die, we are directly approached by Sanshi. It is obviously asking us to choose our side again."

Sima Ji looked deeply: "It is said that his identity was verified by the Feng family..."

Bai Shigong nodded: "Three Consecrations said so. Two months ago, Feng Chen's subordinate Huang Luo visited Qin. It seemed that he wanted to discuss something, but he was vetoed by the empress. Then, they implemented the matter."

"The Feng family...do you remember how the Feng family got involved in the coup d'etat?"

Mr. Bai Shi was stunned for a moment: "Jiang Fan manipulated..."

Sima Ji nodded slowly, his eyes becoming more and more profound, "This time, it's the Feng family again..."

Mr. Bai Shi's expression suddenly changed: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"

Sima Ji didn't answer, and murmured to himself: "When the fake is the real, the real is also fake, there is nothing but nothing..."

Suddenly, his eyes became firm: "We can't always do things like weeds on the wall. Trees and vines, trees and vines. Today, for the first time in my life, I, Sima Ji, make a bet!"

Bai Shigong was stunned: "What does the king mean..."

"Reject death and wait and see what happens."

Mr. Bai Shi was horrified: "But this... there will be no room for change in the future..."

Sima Ji's eyes were sharp: "Mr., go and watch the battle in person. If the outcome of this matter is beyond our imagination, it will prove that I am right. Otherwise... just accept your fate."

"Unexpected...result?"

Sima Ji nodded: "Everyone in the world has their own analysis of the results, but there are only a few types. They think it must be one of them, but what if? What if there is a result that no one can think of..."

Mr. Bai Shi raised his eyebrows, "Then...there is a problem with this matter!"

Sima Ji sighed softly: "The question is, why didn't he know about me...could it be that once I knew, things would go wrong?"

Bai Shigong's eyes were a little horrifying: "Does the King think that he will also trick us?"

Sima Ji thought for a long time and finally shook his head: "This situation was deliberately created by him through the coup. I think he just hopes that we will act according to our own normal logic to make this matter more normal."

Mr. Baishi took a breath: "This... is incredible. Everything is just a vague guess..."

"Go and see for yourself. The flying eagle will send me a message telling me the result."

Mr. Bai Shi could only nod solemnly, stood up and left.

Behind him, Sima Ji sat alone in the darkness, staring blankly at the weak flame that seemed to be extinguished at any time.

I don’t know how long it took, but he gently lifted the oil pot next to him and slowly poured it into the lamp. The flame suddenly jumped and became brighter...

Dian Kingdom, Lucheng.

Ying Wuming sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the embers of the bonfire in front of him, and had been sitting quietly for half the night.

At this time, a lantern swayed, and a woman in white slowly walked up the mountain and walked behind him.

"Zheng, are you still thinking?"

Ying Wuming was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the sky: "Sister, brother-in-law, are you testing me?"

The woman smiled softly: "If they don't tell you, either it's true, or they want you to figure it out for yourself."

Ying Wuming nodded: "Afang, what do you think?"

The woman held his arm and sat down next to him: "Zheng, I can't answer this question. I don't know them, but everything is done by people. In this case, you can only ask yourself, what are they like?" After answering these questions, you may be able to understand what kind of things you want to do.”

Ying Wuming's expression moved slightly, "What kind of people are they... what kind of things they want to do... how they will do it... I dare not make a comprehensive evaluation, but... they are definitely not just people from the Qin Kingdom in their eyes. They want to fight against the heaven and the earth." What will humans do to destroy gods and seek freedom? People who are different will naturally have unexpected ways to pursue their goals..."

He whispered softly, and suddenly his eyes trembled slightly. The next moment, he picked up a piece of dry wood and threw it into the coals. After a while, the bonfire was rekindled, and the firelight illuminated Ying Wuming's face, and his eyes were like the firelight. , is getting brighter.

"Afang, send an order to send an envoy to Xia and southern Shanxi!"

The woman smiled and said, "You understand politics."

Ying Wuming stood up, his eyes were shining brightly, he patted the woman's shoulder with his big hand, turned around and strode away.

The woman sat quietly, looking at his back, "Zheng, where are you going?"

Ying Wuming laughed loudly: "Sister and brother-in-law are fighting. How can I not be present for such a thing? I want to watch the fight in person!"

Guanri Peak, Imperial Court.

"Is everything packed?" Ming Emperor Ji Zongyi stood in front of Ziwei Palace, looking at the vast smoke in the distance.

Wen Qu bowed slightly: "Your Majesty, everything is ready, can we set off immediately?"

Ji Zongyi was silent for a moment, then looked back at Ziwei Palace: "Although the mountain is extremely high, it is indeed the abyss of trapped dragons. This poor place should have been lost long ago."

Wenqu said: "Moving to Yancheng, is it an advance or a retreat?"

Ji Zongyi smiled faintly: "It's both advancement and retreat."

Wen Qu pondered for a moment: "For the sake of the general trend of the world, do you plan to advance? For the sake of the imperial court, escape from Yuzhou, do you plan to retreat?"

Ji Zongyi looked at him with satisfaction: "Wenquxingjun, you are extraordinary. I have wronged you all these years."

Wen Qu smiled calmly: "Why did the prince say this? Everyone has their own ambitions. Wen Qu only serves His Majesty wholeheartedly."

Wen Qu chuckled: "Good brother, I have allowed you to be a fake eunuch for too long. When I get to Yuzhou, I will personally explain it to Cheng'er on your behalf."

Wen Qu smiled and shook his head: "Even though you have become your Majesty, you still value your family so much. You should have said marriage."

Ji Zongyi laughed and said, "You know me well."

Wenqu nodded: "So, Your Majesty should also understand me and handle his own affairs by himself, otherwise Acheng will look down on me."

Ji Zongyi patted his hunched shoulder: "Yes, but when you leave here, you have to straighten your spine, and our imperial court must do the same."