Yelu Guanyin cried bitterly and stared at him hatefully, her eyes full of malice.
She walked to the door, and Jin Wushu spoke again, lazily: "Yelü Guanyin, you must never come to this prince's mansion again to play beauty tricks. I feel disgusted when I see you like this. I'm so mean to you." He has no interest at all in his body. Remember, if you dare to come here again, one person in your family will be executed, starting with your son. Also, you are not allowed to live in the prince's mansion in Yanjing, from now on. From now on, this prince has nothing to do with you. As for your whereabouts, you make your own arrangements. You fled that day and brought a lot of valuables with you. Do you think this prince doesn’t know about it? Also, don’t talk about eating fast and chanting Buddha’s name. Come on, you can just find a man to marry. For a slut like you to keep the rules for this prince, it is simply an insult to the word 'observe the rules'. Why does the prince need you to keep the rules..."
How can you say even half a word of Yelv Guanyin? She was shaking all over. She was holding on to her last hope, thinking that after such a long time, just because of the favor of the Fourth Prince, she begged him so hard that she still had such beauty, at least, it would not make him Kill them all.
Husband and wife love each other for a hundred days, but I didn't expect that this man would be so heartless.
She staggered out, clenched her fists fiercely, and rushed into the heavy snowstorm.
Jin Wushu then shouted loudly: "Steward, Yelu Guanyin will never be allowed to step into the mansion again."
The housekeeper said hurriedly: "Yes. Fourth Prince, the small kang in the study has been burned."
Jin Wushu walked into the study, sat on the warm kang, frowned, and listened to the wind blowing through the closed window. Even though he was not the most powerful person in Shangjing, his mansion was considered the most "luxurious". However, looking at those large boulders, the cold walls made of birch bark, and the earthen kang under me... there was no place that caught my eye.
Not long after the founding of the Jin Kingdom, even the Wolf Lord's palace was nothing more than a large earthen bed for ministers to discuss matters. It was paved with a few animal skins and muddy local wine. The so-called "prosperity" in Beijing was compared to the splendor of Kaifeng City that I had witnessed. The palace is simply heaven and earth. The stretching red carpet, the long corridors paved with granite and marble, the cornices and green tiles, the jade railings, the exquisite books and silks, the woman with flowing clouds and sleeves, the lingering fragrance of tea, and the candles. The fragrance of…
He thought of Zong Han, who supported Heci, whose ambition was self-evident. He sneered in his heart, so what if he became the wolf lord of the Jin Kingdom? How can the true mastery of the world be limited to the majesty of the bitter cold imperial village in the Northeast
The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? This is the world I want.
The world belongs to those who are powerful. In the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms of the Southern Dynasties, warriors took turns to control the world. Everyone took turns to be "officials". Why can't I do it
What's the point of being limited to this little wolf lord position
Jin Wushu was familiar with history books, and was naturally not comparable to Zong Han and other warriors. Now, the power of the Jin Kingdom has almost reached its peak, and the powerful Jurchen nobles are only busy fighting for power in the country. What will happen if they join forces to succeed to the throne? situation? At such a young age, he was by no means like the previous two wolf masters who had conquered the world with real swords and real guns. A little kid who had never even been on the battlefield and only knew how to shoot, hunt and play, how could he be so talented? Besides, the third prince who assisted him, his own brother, Jin Wushu, knew better than anyone else that he was more loyal than anyone else and lacked in resourcefulness. In this way, it would be good to be able to hold on to the country, let alone plan for a great future.
I am in the golden age of my life, how can I live like this for the rest of my life
He put on his clothes and got off the kang, sitting on a big cold chair. Except for the kang, which is a must-have in winter, the other settings in this study are completely in line with the style of the Song Dynasty.
On the table were the collected works of Wang Anshi and Su Dongpo. He flipped through them casually, and suddenly thought of the woman and the child Wenlong, and felt even more empty and uncomfortable. After sitting for a long time, he said to himself: "How can I, the prince, be trapped in this place for a long time?" This bitter cold place? The prosperity of the Southern Dynasty and the glory of the Ninth Five-Year Plan are my ideal place to die!"
Less than half a month later, the Wolf Lord passed away.
The way he died was very strange. One month before his death, he always complained of a splitting headache. At this time, in addition to witch doctors, Han doctors were also introduced to the palace. However, many medical officials asked for help, but no one could diagnose him. I can't figure out what's wrong.
On this day, the Wolf Lord's headache worsened, and the soup was not finished at noon. At night, the maid who served him brought the soup in. The queen and several maids who were guarding him saw his head falling off.
Everyone standing nearby screamed in shock. Puluhu and a group of medical officers came over. Finally, Puluhu had the courage to come closer and take a look. He saw that there was only a thin strip between the old wolf master's neck and head. The layers of skin were connected, and the broken head was filled with surging black and white fat insects, which had devoured everything inside the deceased's head.
Puruhu was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost rushed out of the door, shouting: "Witch Gu, witch Gu..."
The old wolf master's body was hastily collected and wrapped in ice. To avoid insects crawling out, the witch doctor also ordered three thick layers of quicklime to be applied.
Then there was the usual cooking ceremony, and the Jurchen nobles collectively cut their foreheads with knives to "send blood and tears."
Seven days after the ceremony, the Jurchen nobles went to court to discuss politics for the first time.
When everyone arrived, they saw that the big Kang where the Jurchen nobles had discussed collectively had been removed, leaving only a small Kang in the middle. The newly enthroned Heci sat in the middle, looking at all the uncles and uncles.
Since He Ci was proposed as the successor to the crown prince, he has been taught etiquette by the detained Song envoy Yu Wenxuzhong. These etiquettes were taught to him by Yu Wenxuzhong. He said: "I summon you today..."
This was also the first time that Emperor Jurchen called "I", and Yu Wenxuzhong obviously taught him this.
Zong Han made a bold statement: "When Lord Little Wolf succeeds to the throne, he will be the marshal of the capital and the prime minister of the country."
He Ci looked at his stepfather and said timidly: "I will no longer appoint a prime minister. Zong Han will guard Datong Mansion as the marshal of the capital, Puluhu will be the marshal of the right, and Wu Shu will be the marshal of the left."
Zong Han was furious when he heard this: "How could you be the wolf master if you didn't contribute your own efforts?"
Puluhu drew his sword and said, "Zong Han, what do you want to do?"
Orido also drew his sword: "Of course Zong Han will be the prime minister."
Zong Qian also said: "Zong Han is the prime minister of the country..."
Jin Wushu couldn't help but speak when he saw the opponent's overwhelming force, and said sternly: "Zong Han, do you dare to threaten the Little Wolf Lord?"
The sixth prince also jumped up.
Although Zong Han was brave, he had always been wary of his cousin who could lift a thousand kilograms of iron dragon. Looking around, he did not dare to use force. He knew that the assassin must have discussed it with the third prince and others, so he had to retreat angrily. .
He didn't give up and laughed loudly: "Wushu, what are you capable of? It's better to take care of your cuckold first."
Jin Wushu was furious and drew his sword to stab him. Zong Han jumped up and everyone quickly stopped him to avoid a bloody fight. Jin Wushu was even more angry. Since then, Zong Han and others have often used this to attack him. he.
Seeing that he could not continue the conversation, Zong Han waved his hand and walked away with Orido and others laughing wildly. When he returned, his close advisers advised him to get up early, otherwise, the power would immediately fall away.
The third prince saw that Jin Wushu looked bad, so he brought the thorns to a banquet for Jin Wushu and the sixth prince.
The Sixth Prince said: "Zong Han, the old wolf master didn't obey the old wolf master when he was there, and now he doesn't obey the young wolf master. Let's just lead 500 elite soldiers into the imperial stronghold and eradicate him."
Jin Wushu waved his hand: "No. Most of his subordinates are our Dajin elites. Besides, he has no other strong charges. Moreover, his power is gradually weakening. The Little Wolf Lord only needs to dispatch his soldiers and horses to defend the stronghold."
Zong Han was brave and brave, and the sixth prince was always afraid of him, so he stopped talking.
The third prince said: "Now, the sixth brother and his family need to fully assist the Little Wolf Lord. Fourth brother, you can make full decisions on the war against Song Dynasty. My brothers will join forces and wait until the internal and external peace is settled, and the glory and wealth will be shared."
This was exactly the result Jin Wushu wanted. He was secretly happy in his heart, but did not show it. He only nodded: "My nephew Lord Lang has ascended the throne. I will definitely do my best. I will definitely be good at planning for Song Hezhan."
On this day, when I returned to the mansion, I just asked the housekeeper to clean up and set off for the expedition tomorrow.
After hearing the news, several concubines came to serve him. He was bored, so he simply summoned the remaining twenty ladies to have a banquet. Everyone had been left out for a long time, and now they were all happy, dressing up, and trying their best to please the fourth prince. However, , all the wives and concubines were sitting at the table, and he looked at them one by one, but there was no one he liked that caught his eye.
Suddenly, he remembered the scene where he removed the kang and said "I". After all, the world is fighting for famous weapons. Even a very popular minister is not as good as a little guy on the dragon throne.
This made him even more unhappy, and after a while, the banquet was dismissed. Two concubines wanted to serve him, but he was not interested and went back to his room to sleep alone drunkenly.
When I was half asleep, I suddenly dreamed of a green ocean, with large green hats like sea water, almost drowning me. When I was panicking, I saw my son waving his little hands and kept shouting: "Abba, Abba..." I was beaming with joy. The ground greeted him, and suddenly, Yue Pengju appeared, grabbed his son and left...
He woke up from his dream, dripping with cold sweat, and the room was dark. Only then did he realize that although he was honored as the "fourth prince", he was already a "pauper" with nothing. His wife and son were all other people's.
The hatred in my heart couldn't help but surge. King Qin, Yue Pengju, and even Hua Rong... the faces that passed by were all disgusting...
On the second day, Jin Wushu sent his army south, marching in an unusually low-key manner. This time, it was no longer a rush of burning, killing and looting, but a steady and step-by-step attack based on the fortifications. All the captured cities were preserved, which was completely different from the Jin Dynasty in the past. The army's brutal killing style. Because of this, the Song Dynasty did not realize that a larger attack had been launched in an all-round way.
When King Qin and others rushed to the border of Song Dynasty, news of the death of the Wolf Lord came.
He remembered Yelu Dayong's words, "The Wolf Lord will die within a month," and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. The Wolf Lord's death date was exactly one month from the day he met Yelu Dayong. He spat: "Damn, that old ghost is nagging."
He was the only one who knew what the witch doctor said. He didn't even tell Ma Su or Liu Wu. Suddenly, he felt frightened. He felt that there was a mysterious and unbelievable evil aura in Yelu Dayong. He hit the horse and said loudly: "Get away from this place quickly." Ghost place…”
The two of them were startled when they saw him suddenly running wildly, and immediately chased after him.