The henchman of the right minister of Northern Xinjiang?

Jiang Pengji thought for a moment and said, "I sneaked down the city wall in the middle of the night...... It seems that this right minister is quite acquainted. ”

"Those who know the times are Junjie. Wei Ci said.

"Whether it's Junjie or not, that's up to me. Jiang Pengji's eyes flashed with coldness, and she smiled, "I'll go see this person." ”

Jiang Pengji sat on the top, and the candles in the tent were lit, barely illuminating most of the space.

There was a person kneeling below, almost pressing his upper body to the ground, and Jiang Pengji pouted with a trembling appearance.

"I don't want to know what your name is, you just have to tell me what you mean. Jiang Pengji pulled the table aside and leaned on half of her body, looking lazy and sleepy, "If it's not early today, if you sleep too late, it's not good for health." ”

The man choked, his expression twisted slightly.

He said, "I am the confidant of the Right Prime Minister Suhasa, and today I am surrendering to you on the orders of the Right Prime Minister Suhasa. ”

"Tou Cheng?" Jiang Pengji sneered, she said, "Although I don't know who Suhasa is, since he has the name of the right minister, he must be one of the top nobles in Northern Xinjiang." I have a question, your right minister has eaten the money of the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court for so many years, and now the catastrophe in Northern Xinjiang is coming, the right minister will betray when he says betrayal, and surrender when he says surrender - this- it is inevitable that there will be some doubts-"

The man said, "The right minister said, there is a saying in the Central Plains that has been widely spread - good birds choose trees to perch, and virtuous ministers choose their masters to do things - the tyranny of the king of Northern Xinjiang is harsh, making the people miserable, it can be seen that it is not the master of the Ming Dynasty - the right minister can't bear to help and abuse - "

Jiang Pengji smiled and praised it, "Your family has a lot of research on Han culture, and you say it well." ”

The man's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Liuzhou Mu has praised it." ”

Jiang Pengji changed her posture and tried to make herself comfortable.

"It's not impossible to surrender to Cheng. But how do I know that your right minister is sincere?" Jiang Pengji sneered and said mercilessly, "Not long ago, Northern Xinjiang also ordered a tribe to pretend to surrender, if it weren't for the wisdom of the advisors under the tent who saw through the conspiracy in Northern Xinjiang, maybe the person who returned from defeat would have become me." If you want to be sincere, you have to show some sincerity. ”

If there is no sincerity, can it still be regarded as "surrender"?

The man was overjoyed, and quickly took out a tightly wrapped piece of parchment from the placket.

This is a topographical map of the interior of the royal city, which is now dedicated to Liuzhou Mu. The man's face showed joy, and he said, "The right minister is fully ready, as long as you accept the surrender, the right minister will join you inside and outside, take the opportunity to open the gate of the royal city, and welcome the army into the city." ”

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and looked at the man, "Really?"

"It's true!"

At the same time, the right minister is anxiously waiting for news at home, like an ant on a hot pot.

The henchman has been out for two hours, why hasn't there been any news back?

"Right Minister, who are you waiting for?"

Outside the tent there was the sound of footsteps, a dense light of torches, and a familiar voice that rushed to the eardrums.

The right prime minister Su Hasa's heart sank, and he quickly turned his head to look, and the person who came was actually the third prince with a haggard expression, and there were many people behind him.

He recalled the question asked by the third prince, and was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Third Highness, the old minister didn't wait for anyone. ”

The third prince sat on the top with a golden sword, the corners of his mouth hooked into a sinister smile, and he stared at the right prime minister as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Didn't wait for anyone?" the third prince pointed to the truth, "Lone just now patrolled the streets and caught a henchman who claimed to be the right minister, and this person also had a topographical map of the royal city hidden on his body. Lone was so angry that he had people tortured him severely, and that man was not angry, and he was killed--In order not to damage the reputation of the right minister, Lone specially brought people over to ask him. If that person frames him, Lone might as well justify the right minister, lest someone use this to attack the right minister—"

After the third prince said this, the fat body of the right minister couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the front and back of his body were full of sticky sweat.

He said decisively, "The slave is born as a person from the northern frontier, and death is a ghost from the northern frontier." Loyalty, visible to the sky. What henchmen with the topographic map of the royal city must be someone who is a slave and deliberately framed. The Third Highness is wise and wise, and naturally will not be deceived by villains. ”

The corners of the third prince's lips hooked slightly, and he said, "The right minister is also an old man of the two dynasties, you are the right-hand man of your father, and you can naturally be trusted." ”

The right nodded repeatedly, fully explaining what it means to be a "servile face", and the third prince sneered in his heart.

This old puppet-

The third prince was sure in his heart, and continued, "Although the right minister has been slandered, the right minister is not completely innocent, and he must restrain his subordinates in the future and don't let people take advantage of loopholes." Lone had already killed that henchman, and sent someone to meet the willow thief with this topographical map. ”

The right minister's eyes widened in shock, as if he hadn't heard what the third prince said.

"See you in the picture—" The third prince said in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "whether it is right or wrong, it only depends on today." ”

As long as Jiang Pengji is dead - no, even if it is only a serious injury, Beijiang can take the opportunity to relieve his breath.

The right prime minister's mouth was astringent, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and looked at the third prince with awe and fear.

The third prince left the right minister's mansion, but his face did not relax, but was so solemn that he could drip water.

The sixth prince is the acting king, but he is a waste, and he has no ability to suppress the ministers.

The hearts of the people in the government and the opposition are fluctuating, and many people have already conceived the idea of surrendering, and they will take action in a day or two.

The third prince simply led people to wait for the rabbit, and sure enough, he caught a lot.

"Master—is Northern Xinjiang really exhausted?" The third prince's heart swelled with unwillingness, "The student doesn't believe it-"

Because he was unwilling, he used Li Daitao's strategy to send his henchmen to pretend to be the right minister's henchmen and take the opportunity to assassinate Liu Xi.

If it can succeed, as soon as the willow thief dies, the enemy army will inevitably be defeated and retreat, and there is still room for counterattack in the northern frontier.

If it is not successful - hehehe, the willow thief eats a trench and grows wise, see if she dares to accept the nobles of Northern Xinjiang Toucheng?

Perhaps as soon as the messengers came to make their intentions known, they were slain.

Hehehe——

These nobles and important ministers have enjoyed the benefits given by the royal family, and now that disaster is coming, they want to fly solo?

Think beautifully –

If the qi in the northern frontier is exhausted, the imperial court is doomed, and these people will be buried by the royal family!

Crazy thoughts encircled in his brain, and the third prince looked calm on his face, and his heart was already crazy.

Outside the royal city, Jiang Pengji's camp.

"If you bring something up, if it is true, you will definitely reward the right minister of your family—"

Jiang Pengji clicked on the table in front of him, and the man bowed forward, holding the topographic map of the royal city in both hands.

The man was less than five steps away from Jiang Pengji, and she asked suddenly, "By the way, your family's right minister is so knowledgeable, then he has heard of the Han family's word ......."

"What word?"

"Poor! Dagger!"