The words of the third prince made all the ministers blushing.
Not ashamed, clearly angry.
If they surrender, there is still a way to survive. This is called "the one who knows the current affairs is a hero", how can it be called spineless
But none of them dared to say that, lest the third prince would violently kill.
After the dispersal of the dynasty, the ministers left in twos and threes, and everyone's faces were not very good.
The royal family had to drag them to be buried with them before they died, how could they look better
The sky is getting dark, and the once prosperous royal city is now lonely and cold, filled with a chilling atmosphere.
The temperature difference between day and night in northern Xinjiang is large.
Both the seventh prince and the eighth prince had injuries on their bodies, and they were still violently tied and hung on the high arrow tower. Shen Ke did not mention the injuries. The enemy did not give them water or food, and their bodies were covered with iron. Can't live, let alone they have been pampered for more than 20 years.
Hachioji called weakly, "Seventh brother... are you still awake?"
He has been in a coma for most of the day, and now his mind is very dizzy, his body is hot and cold, and the scene in front of him is flickering.
The Seventh Prince was hung in the air, with his head down, and did not respond at all.
However, his body was still warm and should not have died.
Hachioji's heart was extremely sad. He was hung in the air, and he could vaguely see the interior of the royal city over the high wall.
Not long ago, he was a galloping, high-spirited prince of northern Xinjiang, but now he has become a prisoner of the enemy.
Binding the snail body and hanging it for public display - it's a shame!
When he was young, he often imagined his future.
In the blueprint he drew, he was always a person of great beauty and status. When did he ever think of becoming a prisoner
If he had suffered such humiliation in normal times, he would have thought of a way to kill himself, how could he be alive
However, both he and the seventh prince knew the content of the strip hanging around their necks, and knew that they were related to the day when the thieves attacked the city.
As long as they live a little longer, maybe, maybe the officials in the royal city can come up with a strategy to deal with the enemy
Maybe, maybe they still have a way out
Hachioji knew that the possibility was very slim, but it was better than no hope.
Whether it's him or the seventh brother, they have to work hard to live, and they must not follow the enemy's wishes.
So, Hachioji tried his best to call the Seventh Prince while he was still conscious until he woke him up.
They can't sleep, maybe they won't wake up once they've slept through—
During the long night, the two of them were frozen blue, and when the sun rose and the warm sunshine shone on their bodies, they were almost moved to tears.
Is it cruel
Compared with the evil deeds they had committed, Jiang Pengji was already very kind.
She did not treat the two as pets of the beasts and let them fight with the beasts; she did not let them make peace with the beasts for pleasure; nor did she let people humiliate their wives and daughters in front of them, listen to them Amusing with their wails of pain—
She did nothing, but they did everything.
Northern Xinjiang looted and captured countless border people, men and women, which one has a better end
The Seventh Prince runs a business, and has done countless transactions of Chinese women. When those women fall into the hands of the slave business, who can be innocent and not humiliated? There are too many brutal and perverted nobles in the northern Xinjiang. How many Han female slaves are killed every day? ,
The status of women in the northern Xinjiang is indeed high, but it is limited to the women of the barbarian tribe in the northern Xinjiang. The women of the Han family are inferior to dogs.
The Seventh Prince is the executioner, and the Eighth Prince is not innocent.
One year, the Seventh Prince was seriously ill and could not be cured for a long time. The Beijiang Langzhong said that if he wanted to cure the disease, he had to take the dogwood from the chests of ten clean girls, boiled them, and boiled them into fragrant minced meat. The medicine can be cured by taking it for ten days in a row.
As a result, Hachioji spent a lot of money to buy hundreds of cardamom girls from the firm, no more than fifteen years old and no more than seven or eight years old.
According to Langzhong's instructions, after ten days, the seventh prince recovered.
Knowing what Hachioji did for him, the seventh prince not only did not feel cruel, but was grateful for the brotherhood of the other party.
Compared with what they had done before, Jiang Pengji hung them in the air to dry, can it be considered cruel
"Are they dead?"
Jiang Pengji Meimei slept and she was refreshed the next day, not like she had been fighting all day on the battlefield.
The civil servants and military generals watched, and Sen Sen was jealous.
The protagonist is full of vitality, and his physical strength is not like a normal person.
Sun Wen sneered and replied, "There's still a breath—they have great lives, so they can still live by hanging like this—"
This battle in Northern Xinjiang has been fought long enough, and he has not seen his Lanlan grandson for more than half a year.
Jiang Pengji pointed at the table and asked Sun Wen, "Wait two more days and let the soldiers recharge their batteries."
Sun Wen smiled and asked, "What if the northern border falls?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Northern Xinjiang is willing to surrender, it depends on whether I am willing to accept it or not."
From the beginning to the end, she had no intention of accepting the surrender of Beijiang. She asked Wen Zheng to write that letter, but she was just playing with Beijiang.
The Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince choked their breaths and refused to swallow, wasn't it just to delay time
If they find that their hard work is in vain, it must be very sour.
"The people of northern Xinjiang are innocent, but their rich and powerful are not innocent, and keeping them is just a disaster." Jiang Pengji's eyes were cold, flashing with cold killing intent, "The people are easy to deal with, as long as they are guaranteed to have no worries about food and clothing, they will I will be grateful. But those powerful people are different. Their greed and desires are endless. If they accept their surrender, it will be difficult to deal with later. Strangle to death, to avoid worries."
Sun Wen took this seriously.
If they keep the elites in Northern Xinjiang, they can use their previous background to secretly mess with things.
As long as there is a foundation, it will be easier to recover, which is a disaster.
The lord is someone who looks at the world, how can he spend extra energy on the villain
Jiang Pengji said to Sun Wen, "If the time comes and they still refuse to breathe, then give them a treat and send them on their way."
Sun Wen nodded in response.
Time flies, and another day has passed.
Jiang Pengji's army surrounded Wangcheng, and although they didn't yell, they also gave them endless pressure.
The imperial court hadn't made a decision yet, seeing that the seventh prince and the eighth prince could no longer hold on, the nobles in the northern border were eager to move, and couldn't bear it any longer.
Jiang Pengji was about to rest when familiar footsteps came from outside the tent, followed by a familiar voice.
"Is your lord sleeping?"
Jiang Pengji got up and lit the candle, and said, "Zixiao, come in, what's the matter?"
With permission, Wei Ci opened the tent and came in.
I saw my lord holding an oil lamp, half of his face was rendered a warm orange by the dim candlelight, and his eyebrows were softer.
Seeing that she was dressed neatly, Wei Ci lowered her head slightly, and replied, "There is movement in the Northern Border City."
Jiang Pengji raised her brows, frowned, and asked him, "What's going on?"
Wei Ci said, "The cavalry patrol found a basket put down on the city, and a person squatted in the basket. This person claimed to be a confidant of the Northern Xinjiang Right."