Peng turned his head and glanced at Feng Lingbo next to him, waved his hand to ward off the others, and then said to Feng Lingbo: "After this battle is over, this person can no longer be retained. Let's find a way to deal with it."
Feng Lingbo was a little puzzled and asked respectfully: "You mean father?"
Peng raised his chin again as he walked away from the wheelchair.
Feng Lingbo tried to ask: "Meng Shanming?"
Peng nodded slightly again.
Feng Lingbo's heartstrings tightened and she asked, "Why?"
Peng Youzai said: "There is no false person under the famous name. You have seen that this person is indeed powerful. If he is here, even if he suppresses the Shang Chaozong, it will also encourage the Shang Chaozong to resurrect. Therefore, the relationship between him and the Shang Chaozong Only one person can live, who do you choose?"
Feng Lingbo understood what he meant. No matter what, Shang Chaozong was his son-in-law. Although what he did was not good for Shang Chaozong, he did not do it as a last resort. He did not want Shang Chaozong's life. If possible, , my daughter still needs to think about it. Cutting off the wings of Shang Chaozong is the best choice.
No matter whether it is internally or externally, if you don't let go of your son-in-law easily, how will others see it
If he was given a choice, he would naturally choose Shang Dynasty Zonghuo.
"Let him disappear quietly and don't make any noise." Peng warned him with a sideways glance, then turned around and left.
Feng Lingbo bowed slightly to see him off, then looked back at the man in the wheelchair who was walking away, feeling only a sigh in his heart.
He also didn't expect that the famous general of Meng Shanming's generation would eventually fall under his sword. Although he couldn't bear it, he couldn't be merciful. Some of the words of the father-in-law made sense, and Meng Shanming definitely had a certain influence. The character is the right-hand man of Shang Chaozong...
At the lakeside, Meng Shanming raised his hand to signal, and Luo An turned his wheelchair and faced the blue waves of the lake.
The green mountains in the distance are shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun. Meng Shanming's eyes looking into the distance are deep and calm, and his pale hair is slightly desolate in the setting sun. He is silent for a long time, not knowing what he is thinking.
Several members of the Shang Chaozong looked at each other. Shang Shuqing moved her skirt to the side of the wheelchair and said, "Uncle Meng, you haven't slept for a long time. Go back and rest."
Meng Shanming came back to his senses, raised his head, looked at her, looked at her face, and suddenly said sadly: "I haven't seen the princess get married yet. Princess, you are not young anymore, you should find a family." Yes, this must be what the late king wanted to see."
Shang Shuqing lowered her body and squatted beside the wheelchair. She smiled and said, "Qing'er has long been used to being alone. It's good. Qing'er doesn't want to get married."
Meng Shanming stroked her hair lovingly, with loving eyes showing, "Silly girl, how can a woman not marry, leaving such a big regret for the rest of her life? I understand your thoughts, if I can see you later, Go to the Taoist Master and mention it to the Taoist Master to see if he can do anything. The birthmark on your face was planted by Mr. Dongguo. He is a disciple of Mr. Dongguo and comes from the Shangqing Sect. Maybe he can do something for it. You resolve it.”
Shang Shuqing smiled and said: "Uncle Meng, you really don't have to, this is really good. Does Uncle Meng hope that Qing'er will find a man who judges people by their appearance?"
Meng Shanming's eyes showed love, "Girl, remember, as long as your heart is right, there is nothing wrong with judging people by their appearance. This is human nature, why is it wrong? Besides, how can a woman not love beauty? These years have been really hard. You. Our silly girl is a treasure. Who can choose who is lucky? However, the world is blind. I really don’t know whether Mr. Dongguo helped you or harmed you when he planted this ugly birthmark on your face. "
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Troops of troops came from several directions to besiege the city.
Among the people and horses along the way, a flag with the word "Wu" was at the head, and Wu Tiandang surrounded by the flag was brightly armored.
The defenders at the top of the city were trembling with fear.
Wu Tiandang stood up on horseback outside the city, showing off his power, with his sword unsheathed, pointing at the city head from a distance, shouting loudly: "Listen to the guards at the city head, immediately open the city and surrender. Anyone who surrenders will be forgiven. If you resist to the end, once the city is broken, everyone will be killed. No mercy!"
After a while, the hanging basket was put down at the top of the city and a person came over to negotiate.
An hour later, the city gate opened wide, the guard took off his armor, came out shirtless, carrying a thorn stick, and asked for forgiveness.
Wu Tiandang surrendered, and the army entered the city and officially took over the entire city.
The people in the city were extremely frightened at first, but gradually felt relieved after they found out that they were not disturbed.
Similar things happened repeatedly in the six counties of Nanzhou...
The Yanjing Imperial Palace was brightly lit. In the majestic palace, a man with gray hair disheveled in a yellow robe walked back and forth barefoot, roaring: "800,000 troops, 800,000 troops! In just a few days, they were completely defeated. Zhou Shouxian, you idiot, you have failed me, you have let me down, you have let me down, you have let me down!"
In the hall, the chief minister Kong Tongmo, the general manager Tian Yu, and the CRRC officer Gah Miaoshui all bowed their heads and said nothing, with expressions solemn, sad, or tense...
In a military camp, soldiers were patrolling back and forth, and golden wings were constantly taking off and landing.
In the Chinese military tent, various intelligence and military orders arrived and were issued as the personnel came and went. Standing in front of the map, Zhou Shouxian was naked, his face was haggard, and he was more anxious. He had not slept for several days, and his eyes were black and blue.
He still wanted to save the situation. After all, he still had hundreds of thousands of troops in Nanzhou. However, the rebels who occupied Nanzhou did not give him a chance. They dispersed and consumed his hundreds of thousands of troops and trapped them in Nanzhou. The large group was defeated, the small group was unable to assemble with the others, and the news that came was just a cry for help.
Zhou Shouxian wanted to help, but what could he use to help
The rebels attacked from beginning to end, targeting his life step by step, and carried out a perfect strategic and tactical attack. The result was the situation in front of them, which disintegrated his 800,000-strong army into a piece of scattered sand.
Another piece of information was delivered. After Zhou Shouxian read it, he was a little shaken.
Xue Xiao, the governor of Dingzhou who was sitting nearby with a sullen face, stood up and took the information in his hand to check.
It's not really any intelligence, it's a letter from Zhou Shouxian's trusted general in Nanzhou. More than 5,000 men and horses were trapped in the mountains, and the birds and animals were frightened away. Originally, they could still eat grass, chew tree bark, and drink from streams when they were thirsty. However, the enemy cut off the stream, diverted it, and occupied favorable terrain to encircle them. Attack, our side has been unable to drink water all day long, and its morale is almost collapsed. If no reinforcements come, the general will not be able to suppress the desire of the people below to surrender in order to survive, and they can only surrender to the imperial court.
Xue Xiao took a deep breath. He had read more than a dozen similar urgent letters in one day.
After being with Zhou Shouxian for so long, he has roughly figured out why Zhou Shouxian failed like this.
Pressing the letter on the table, Xue Xiao sighed: "The strategy was formulated firmly and accurately, and it targeted Brother Zhou's weakness. The tactics and attacks were treacherous. He completely controlled the rhythm of the battlefield between advance and retreat, and contained Brother Zhou's 800,000-strong army. I have to admit that the rebels’ offensive skills are extremely superb, it is simply an eye-opening show. I never expected that Feng Lingbo actually has such military talent!"
Zhou Shouxian suddenly raised his head and whined: "Brother Xue, do you still think that the commander of the rebels is Feng Lingbo?"
Xue Xiao was stunned: "Didn't the imperial court send news that the military power of Shang Chaozong has been controlled by Feng Lingbo? Feng Lingbo is the wartime governor of the lower five counties of Nanzhou, commanding the troops of the five counties?"
Zhou Shouxian said angrily: "Brother Xue, the court misled me! Feng Lingbo has been entrenched in Quang Ngai County for many years, and I have been dealing with him for many years. Who is he and how capable he is? Don't I still know? "
Xue Xiao: "Shang Chaozong?"
Zhou Shouxian shook his head and said in great pain: "Who can command 600,000 men and horses in battle with such ease? Do you think it is possible for someone to command such a large number of men and horses for the first time? Do you think there is anyone else over there who can do this?" Experience? Does Feng Lingbo have it? Does Shang Chaozong have it?"
An idea flashed in Xue Xiao's mind, and he suddenly took a breath of cold air and said: "Mengshan Ming!"
Zhou Shouxian put his fists on the table, lowered his head and sobbed, "If I had known it was Meng Shanming, how could I have arranged the troops like that, and how could I have been defeated so miserably! The imperial court's intelligence was wrong, and they misled me!"
Xue Xiao was silent and frowned slightly, quite disapproving of it. However, Zhou Shouxian was already in this state, and certain words were meaningless...
Early the next morning, Zhou Shouxian, who was lying on the table in the Chinese army tent and lost in a nightmare, suddenly woke up from his nightmare and was awakened by the noisy movement outside the tent.
He stood up and moved his numb and stiff body, and walked out quickly. He opened the curtain and saw that there were all unfamiliar faces outside the tent. His three thousand guards were gone and replaced by another group of people.
"What's going on?" Zhou Shouxian shouted.
No one answered. After a while, Xue Xiao led a group of people. Jin Wuguang, the head of Zhenling Academy, and Cao Yu'er, the head of Feihua Pavilion, were also with them.
The two heads looked at Zhou Shouxian with extremely complicated expressions.
Xue Xiao stood in front of Zhou Shouxian and looked at each other silently.
Zhou Shouxian seemed to realize something, and said with a sad smile: "Brother Xue, is there an order from the court?"
Xue Xiao's lips tightened slightly and he said slowly: "Your Majesty has a decree to escort Brother Zhou to the capital. Brother Zhou will be handed over to Xue to take care of the aftermath!"
Zhou Shouxian looked at Jin Wuguang and Cao Yu'er. Judging from their expressions, he could already guess that they were about to leave him, so he asked: "You two masters, can you lend me a moment to speak!"
The two looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at Xue Xiao. Seeing that Xue Xiao had no objection, they nodded slightly.
The three of them got back into the tent one after another.
As soon as the curtain was closed, Zhou Shouxian bowed to the two of them, "Zhou is incompetent and has brought trouble to Zhenlingyuan and Feihua Pavilion."
Cao Yu'er smiled bitterly: "The matter has reached this point and cannot be undone. You don't have to blame yourself. It has passed. I hope you will understand our difficulties and we can no longer protect you."
Zhou Shouxian can naturally understand that when things have reached this point, it is impossible for the two factions to go against the court and take him to escape in order to help him escape from custody, so they can only give up on him.
Zhou Shouxian handed over his hand again and said: "If it is possible and convenient, I hope that the two of you will take care of Zhou's family for the sake of our long-standing friendship."
Jin Wuguang said: "It's not that time yet. Your Majesty has your trust. Things may turn around."
Zhou Shouxian shook his head and sighed: "I can't survive. Someone must be blamed for this matter. After the review, I have only one way to die. Wait a minute!" After that, he walked back to the case, wrote something urgently, and returned A signature was made.
Then he shook up the paper and walked back to the two of them, "Can you please pass it on to Mr. Xue outside and report it to the court."
The two took the paper and spread it out to read. After reading it, their expressions changed dramatically. Cao Yu'er said anxiously: "Master Zhou, it's not like this!"
Zhou Shouxian waved his hand, "After being taken to the capital for interrogation, the guilt cannot be escaped. I will definitely die, and it is easy to implicate my family. I committed suicide in defeat, but I still have a loyal reputation. The court will not implicate my family, otherwise it will chill the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the court. Death is on the left and right, The two leaders don’t need to persuade me anymore, please take care of yourself!” He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
What can the two of them do? They also know that the other's choice is a wise move.
When the two men opened the curtain and walked out with Zhou Shouxian's confession, there was a "clang" sound of a sword being unsheathed behind them, and they both looked back.
Xue Xiao, who was standing outside the tent, also saw Zhou Shouxian's movements inside when the curtain was opened. His face changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand and shouted: "Brother Zhou!"
With a determined smile on his face, Zhou Shouxian wiped the edge of his sword on his neck, and a puff of blood spurted out from his neck...
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