Chapter 188 Map of Wei State you fool.

It is obvious that we can enjoy peace in Qi State.

Why do you want to come?

Come to this wrong place, come to this Shura field.

Don't say it's for me, don't say it.

Wei Zipei cried and said in his heart.

I'm afraid that if you say it's for me, I'll... be reluctant to die.

"You're stupid." Jiang Ben's breathing was short. He stretched out his arms and blocked Wei Zipei's back with his arms. "How could you get me drunk with that little wine? You want to go home to visit your mother without your husband and son-in-law. How can you make me drunk?" Shameful."

Wei Zipei shook his head and cried, retorting: "I'm not!"

He is not here to visit his mother. He is here to live and die with his clan members. He is here to save people.

She can save one person, and even if she gets married, she still has the blood of Wei people flowing in her body.

"No matter what you do," Jiang Ben struggled forward and said, "Take this young master into the city! The young master and his wife of Qi are not allowed to go home without their husbands, or they are not allowed to be laughed at."

The crack in the door that Wei Zipei squeezed through has not yet been closed.

Wei Ji on the city wall also didn't shoot any more arrows.

Jiang Ben fought to the death to this point, betting on Wei Ji's intolerance and Wei Zipei's sincerity.

He was right.

Seeing the princess helping Jiang Bi in, the general under the city gate looked up.

They were waiting for Wei Ji's order.

When Jiang Ben was outside the city gate, he kept saying that he wanted to meet the king of fact, everyone in Wei, from the courtiers to the common people, only obeyed Wei Ji's orders.

Although Wei Ji did not inherit the throne, he was the king in their hearts.

Whether Jiang Ben could be allowed to see the king or not was all a matter of Wei Ji's thoughts.

After a long time, Wei Ji's figure appeared on the city wall.

"Search him," Young Master Wei said coldly, "then tie him up and hand him over to Your Majesty."

Jiang Ben nodded and said: "Can you pull out the arrow first? If my blood continues to flow..." He took a breath and said, "I will die before I see His Majesty finish his words."

Wei Ji looked cold and did not respond.

That would be considered acquiescence.

Jiang Ben took advantage of the situation and said: "By the way, give me another bowl of rice."

After traveling thousands of miles, they met and shot two 's too pitiful to be the son-in-law of this family.

Wei Zipei didn't care what orders Wei Ji gave.

She helped Jiang Ben sit on the flat ox cart that was pulling stones, and asked her entourage to drive.

As the carriage drove forward, Wei Zipei held Jiang Ben's calf, held his breath and drew out the arrow.

Because she had estimated the depth in advance, she pulled out very hard. Although a lot of blood spattered, there was no need to do it again.

"It hurts—"

Jiang Ben yelled, but Wei Zipei had already put the golden sore medicine prepared in advance on his leg, and then gave Jiang Ben a roasted chicken leg.

"I took a bite," she said, "don't dislike it."

When I heard that Jiang Ben broke in, Wei Zipei was having dinner with Long Yangjun and his brother Wei Yu.

Before Long Yangjun could react, she had already ran outside.

She was so panicked that she even forgot to put down the chicken drumstick in her hand.

"It's delicious." Jiang Ben tore open the chicken leg, chewed and swallowed, and asked, "Do you have any wine?"

"liquor!"

Wei Zipei shouted, and someone immediately chased the bullock cart to bring him wine.

The next step was to pull out the feather arrow from her thigh, but she didn't dare to move.

"Don't be afraid." Jiang Ben said, "Just practice."

Wei Zipei tied his thighs with hemp rope first, and then pulled out the arrow with tears in his eyes after the blood flow slowed down.

Thank God, no major blood vessels were hit.

There was no linen to tie the wound, so Wei Zipei tore off the hem of his tied it very carefully, not so tight that the blood vessels would not flow, and not allowing the wound to bleed.

After finishing all this, Wei Zipei took a deep breath and sat on the carriage.

She looked a little embarrassed, her hands were full of blood, and her clothes were dirty. She looked up at Jiang Bi who had finished eating the chicken drumsticks, and said seriously: "Okay, you can tell me now, what are you here for?"

In the capital of the Yong Kingdom, the weather is getting cold very quickly, and those from better families have already put on cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold.

Xiao Lu, the Weiweijun messenger, had just finished delivering an urgent letter. When passing by the Imperial Hospital, he saw Chen Nanxing walking out.

"Miss Chen." He waved to Chen Nanxing.

Being used to being a soldier, he couldn't learn how to salute.

Waving is commonly used when greeting Nanxing often went in and out of the Weiwei Military Office, and Xiaolu was already very familiar with her.

"Master Xiaolu." Chen Nanxing bowed slightly, making Xiaolu blush.

"A humble position does not mean you are an adult," he scratched his head and said sarcastically, "We, Mr. Su, are the adults."

"Those who work for the Yong Kingdom are all adults." Chen Nanxing smiled.

Xiaolu's face was as red as a soldering iron.

"My humble job... I'm gone. I just finished delivering the letter and have to go back to resume my duties."

"Do you have a letter from me?" Chen Nanxing took two steps and asked, "I think you will also send letters to the Imperial Hospital. I don't know what's going on with my family in Qi."

Although letters from the common people were delivered at the inn, this was wartime, and because of her special status, sometimes relatives in Qi State would beg military couriers to deliver letters to her.

Chen Nanxing lowered his head slightly, with sadness in his eyes.

"I will keep an eye out for you." Xiaolu said with a panic in his heart.

"I heard that the Queen went to Daliang," Chen Nanxing said with some melancholy, "Daliang is very close to my hometown." "Yes." Xiaolu sighed, "Her Royal Highness the Queen went to Daliang."

After saying that, he felt that it was inappropriate to reveal military information privately, so he shook his head with a sullen face and said, "I'm going to leave first."

Chen Nanxing buried his head lower.

Finally she said: "I don't have any relatives here, so I would be much happier if I could chat with you."

It can make people happy and the path happy too.

He smiled naively and said, "Whenever you want to chat, girl, just come to me."

Xiaolu turned around, raised his head and ran away, his steps so easy that he seemed to be flying.

Chen Nanxing stood in the autumn wind and did not move for a long time.

Wei Zipei went to Daliang City, and the queen also went outside Daliang. Was it to save Wei Zipei? She subconsciously clenched the corners of her skirt, and her thin lips were bitten red.

The moat outside Daliang City leads into the city, where the water network is intertwined with rivers and Ben sat on the carriage, groaning in pain while admiring the surrounding scenery.

Even though it was wartime, restaurants and pubs were still supplies are piled neatly on the streets, and some places are unguarded and no one is stealing them.

The refugees who poured into Daliang from all over the place were properly placed on flat areas by the river. Although the temporary houses were a little messy, they were enough to shelter from the cold.

There were children returning home from school chasing and playing around in the street. When they saw Jiang Ben, they stuck out their tongues and laughed at him.

Everything was in order and there was no panic.

It seems that the people of Daliang City have great confidence in Wei Ji's defense of the city.

In their hearts, this is just a defensive battle.

There are no walls or houses in Daliang City that have collapsed. At worst, they will be able to defend the city for a few more months without being able to leave the city.

However, Jiang Ben didn't think so.

He threw the chicken bones into the river far away, raised his head and said to Wei Zipei: "Brother, your majesty, please come here together with Lord Long Yang. I have something to say."

"I've already tried to persuade her." Wei Zipei raised his hand to straighten his hair, put his bun back into place, and said helplessly, "Tell me everything you told me that day. It's no use."

Did he tell her?

He said that for 500 years, there have been constant wars. The people were either fighting or plowing the fields. The taxes paid to the treasury for cultivating the fields were still used for fighting between the royal families is just for their own interests.

But it is useless to tell these things to the Wei royal family.

Even Jiang Ben often reflects on the fact that he can think this way not because he has a great heart, but because from the beginning to the end, he has not held the power and felt the happiness above ten thousand people.

Pleasure, and responsibility.

It is the responsibility of guarding our land and nourishing our people.

Then use something else to convince them.

For example, a map.

Lord Long Yang seemed to have a good temper, Wei Yu was more arrogant, and Wei Ji was sitting next to the monarch, drinking tea all the time, but the monarch looked like a child who was ignorant of the world.

In total, he has been the king of Wei for several years, and it seems that he is living a good life.

Happy are those who don't have to worry about anything.

Jiang Ben shook his head in his heart, took out the map he had brought with him, and handed it to Wei Zipei.

"Please show it to His Majesty."

Because of his leg injury, Jiang Ben could not kneel down and kept inhaling while speaking, reminding Wei Ji that his attack was too heavy.

Wei Jia, the king of Wei State, first took over the thin map drawn on took one look at it, shook his head with some difficulty, and presented it to Wei Yu.

"Father," Wei Jia said respectfully, "please take a look."

"Is it the land that will be donated to the Wei State if the peace is negotiated?" Wei Yu unfolded it casually, took a look, and said with some confusion, "But this is not the one painted by me, the Great Wei."

Of course, the painting is of Wei State.

Is it possible to paint my country Qi? Jiang Ben cursed and shook his head: "It was painted by my young master's sister, Queen Yong of the King of Yong. She said that when you see this picture, you will know the dangerous situation of Wei State at this time."

My sister thinks highly of them.

At least the two kings of Wei couldn't understand it.

Speaking of which, he had to watch all the way before he understood what was going on.

So this picture was passed to Long Yangjun again.

Long Yangjun's eyes passed over the map, and after looking at it carefully for a while, he suddenly stood up with a stiff face.

"Son."

He walked quickly and handed the map to Wei seems that I already have a measure in mind, but I am not sure.

Wei Ji was obviously smarter than those people.

Jiang Ben saw that he only glanced at him briefly, and then his expression changed.

The originally relaxed posture became tense, and the tea cup in his hand was placed on the was placed unstablely, the teacup tipped over, and the scalding water fell along the tables and dripped on Wei Ji's brocade coat embroidered with grain seedlings.

The water droplets spread out and climbed up along the lines of the brocade, seeming to strangle Wei Ji's throat.

And his breathing was indeed no longer smooth.

Even though Wei Ji was holding back his shock, Jiang Ben saw a drop of sweat slipping down from his temples.

In the palace on a cool autumn day, a map depicting the landscape of Wei State made Wei Ji break into a cold sweat.

The young master has never been in such a panic.

"She won't." Wei Ji turned to look at Jiang Ben.

In just a moment, his eyes were extremely red, and the pulsating veins in his forehead made Jiang Ben aware of Wei Ji's anger.

My sister pissed him off.

"She will."

Jiang Ben confirmed.

"She said that in order to realize her dream, she was willing to transform into a devil and break through mountains and rivers."

(End of this chapter)