Ah Jing's voice was somewhat difficult to calm down. "The emperor has sent generals to fight in the south and the north over the years, and countless soldiers have sacrificed their lives. Now our Beimo seems strong, but it can't stand the turmoil. The treasury is empty, food is not enough, and the farmers are all old, weak, women and children. Every family and son is still conscripted. The so-called support of the people is just the voice spread by the court. Do the people really want to live like this? The emperor is cruel, and he has no eyes or heart for the people. He only wants to be the king and the overlord. Has the Great Zhou satisfied his heart? No, after the Great Zhou, there is Daliang and the Dayue Kingdom. People are greedy and never stop, and it is the people who suffer."
Qin Zhou's voice was vague. "I have no intention of rebelling against him. I just hope to use this method to warn him."
She is just a woman. Although she has ambitions, she does not want to be an emperor or a hegemon.
After fighting for so many years, she was really tired.
The most important thing is that her tiredness is meaningless. Her fathers went to the battlefield one after another to contribute to the emperor's kingdom, while the people's blood and flesh were gradually lost. This is a cruel cycle.
In fact, she knew that what she said was insincere, because an ambitious person, even if he has experienced lessons, will not give up his ambition as long as he still has power.
So, in the end, she could not avoid a confrontation with the emperor who promoted her.
However, it depends on whether she wants to sit on the throne herself or help someone from the Chu family to do so.
After a long while, Qin Zhou said softly, "Ah Jing, go to Da Zhou and bring Prince Chu Yue back."
Ah Jing was stunned, "General, there is really no need."
"No," Qin Zhou waved his hands, smiled bitterly, and then looked at his hands. "My hands are for holding weapons. I can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and I can fight bloody battles, but I don't know how to govern a country. I can't stand all kinds of calculations and conspiracies, and I don't know how to guess people's hearts. If I sit on a high temple and watch the people below collude with each other, I will be angry to death."
A Jing knew her character. Although she was a woman, she was an upright person. How could she withstand all kinds of conspiracies and viciousness
"I only hope," she looked at the mountains in the distance, golden light poured in, and a thin golden stream flowed over her face, as if she was covered with a halo, "one day, the heavy troops in my hands will be used to protect the people of our Northern Desert, instead of encroaching on other people's territories and killing other people's people."
She was not close to Prince Chu Yue, but she knew that he was an outlier in the Beimo royal family. If he gained power, perhaps everything would be different.
A Jing bowed and went down the mountain.
Later, Murong Jie also took Su Qing and Xiao Tuo to Wolf Tail Mountain.
Qin Zhou sneered when he saw him, "My Lord, do you still like the gift I gave you?"
Murong Jie stared at her, his eyebrows raised, "Of course I like it. The gift from the general is the style of the Northern Desert. Of course I like it."
Zi'an was listening nearby and asked, "What did she give you?"
"Good stuff!" Murong Jie said, but his expression was a little strange.
Qin Zhou said, "I'm glad you like it. I'm afraid you won't like it, so I want to pick another one for you."
"No need to trouble you, General." Murong Jie snorted and glanced at Zi'an. Zi'an's eyes were sharp, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Qin Zhou smiled knowingly, bowed and left.
Zian asked curiously, "What kind of gift is it?"
Su Qing fanned herself and sighed, "It is indeed a good gift, but it is a pity that they clearly stated that it is for the prince. Even if I really want it, I can't have it."
Xiao Tuo's eyes widened. "What's so good about those two women? You want them too? Then just take them."
"Xiao Tuo!" Murong Jie growled angrily, "You're just too talkative."
Zian sneered, "Woman?"
"Isn't it?" Xiao Tuo didn't back down after being yelled at by Murong Jie. Instead, he started chatting with Zi'an, "She's not good-looking either. She just has a big butt and big breasts. She can't compare with our Liu Liu."
Liu Liu said coldly: "Huh? Really? If you don't stare at me, how can you know that my butt is big and my chest is big?"
"Do we need to keep an eye on them? When they were brought in, they were not wearing any clothes at all. We were discussing something in the prince's room when they were brought in. They were covered with a thin veil, but the veil couldn't cover anything. We could see everything at a glance. The two women twisted their waists and sat on the prince's thighs. The prince's hands were too dishonest. How could he hug them around their waists? It's disgusting to watch."
"Get lost!" Murong Jie pushed Xiao Tuo and said to Liu Liu, "Take him and cut open his head to see if it's filled with hay."
Liu Liu looked at Zi An sympathetically and said with a smile, "No need to cut it open. What the prince said is basically true. What else can it be but hay? Tofu dregs?"
After saying that, he grabbed Xiao Tuo and left.
Xiao Tuo shook off her hand and said unsatisfactorily: "I have never seen a woman like you who doesn't help her husband at all. My head is filled with hay, and your head is filled with gold? Isn't it just rotten cotton?"
Liu Liu knocked his head and said, "Stupid, I helped you by pulling you away, but didn't you see the look in the prince's eyes? He wanted to skin you alive and eat you alive, and Su Qing even ran away."
Xiao Tuo looked back and saw that Su Qing had disappeared.
He muttered, "You can't even tell the truth? I haven't even said that the two women spent the night in the prince's room. I don't know what they did that night."
"Shut up!" Liu Liu quickly covered his mouth. "Do you want to die by speaking so loudly?"
Zi'an naturally heard this.
Murong Jie raised his innocent eyes, "I think I can explain it."
"Hmm?" Zi'an raised his eyebrows, his eyes burning, "Explain? Your hands weren't on her waist?"
"Let him go." Murong Jie answered honestly.
"Then you don't live in the same room with others?" The flames in Zi'an's eyes grew hotter and turned into a raging fire.
"Stop!" Murong Jie also nodded.
"Then what do you want to explain?" Zi'an suddenly laughed, and his laugh was very harmless and gentle.
Murong Jie felt relieved when he saw her smile, but he suddenly felt that her smile was a little numb, "Don't you believe me?"
"I believe it, of course I do," Zi'an said with a smile, "It's okay, this is Qin Zhou trying to sow discord between us, don't take it to heart, I don't mind."
Murong Jie hugged her and said, "That's great. I knew you wouldn't mind."
Zi'an gently pushed him away, then suddenly kicked his calf and said viciously, "Yeah, I don't mind at all, but if you don't have a reasonable explanation, I'll tear down your ancestral hall."
After saying that, she glanced at his crotch with ill intent.
Murong Jie put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Look at you, you're being petty, aren't you? You don't believe me, are you? I told you I could explain it to you a long time ago, but you still don't want to listen. Let's go back to the room and I'll explain it to you."
"There's no room here!" Zi'an pushed him away, "Go away, don't come up to me, you've touched other women's hands, don't touch me!"
(End of this chapter)