One hundred and sixty festivals Morning of the chicken
(The tenth weak female revenge master and apprentice love and hate poison doctor killer in the tenth month of the decade)
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The battle went so well that the one who deserved the most reward for his deeds was the witch doctor who offered advice, and when he was summoned, he saw that he had pushed a little minion to him, and the man took off his hat and showed his face, and everyone was really shocked when they saw itβthis person was clearly the princess Montedet. It turned out that she came up with this strategy, and she also dug up those detailed works herself.
Who would have thought that from beginning to end, it was only a fifteen-year-old girl who strategized and won a hundred miles!
If the Driver King didn't know here, he would be so panicked!
Everyone was surprised and surprised, but the clever ones hurriedly praised them all: "The king is wise and ambitious, this is my great luck in Wusun!" The princess is strategic, if there is divine help, my Wusun can be worry-free! This sycophant was slapped too loudly, even too much, which made Lao Wang shocked and stunned.
He thought that he had really raised a clever girl, and he was really a clever military advisor!
She is so shrewd at a young age, and she is not afraid when she arrives on the battlefield, and even concentrates on distinguishing the situation and making a clever plan, Montededo is really an extremely rare character! I'm afraid that at her age, she can't compare to the first time she was so witty and bold on the battlefield.
But, butβthis is a girl!
Lao Wang felt that his flowers should have been pampered, like flowers and bones, and they were cared for, delicate and weak. You must know that he Wusun has never produced a few women who have killed the enemy in blood before, and the royal family has never produced a female strategist who guides the battlefield!
She's so capable! How dare she be so capable!
In contrast, Lao Wang only felt that her own brothers and half-brothers were too useless!
Especially the one who is the same mother as her, because of the death of his wife, he feels more and more pity for the two sisters and brothers, so the little doting finally caused bad results: the prince is thirteen or fourteen years old, every day he only knows cockfighting and lackeys, sleeping flowers and willows, born in the nest of wealth, growing up in the gentle township, really tall and handsome but useless. That's the next King Wusun who Lao Wang desperately wants to cultivate!
He originally disliked his sons, but now he sees a daughter who is very successful, and he is not inferior to a veteran of the battlefield, but Lao Wang is a little uncomfortable in the ground: because his Duo'er has deviated from the route of being a dignified and noble princess; Now he is approaching the king who rules the country - this is unruly, this is completely different from his own intentions. The son was very disciplined and refused to exceed his expectations - from beginning to end it was a lump of mud that could not hold up to the wall.
My daughter is so skilled, I really don't know if it's a bad thing or a good thing.
After that night, Lao Wang always thought like this: How good would it be if she could change with her own brother? Where else is there to worry about? Why should he be so old and personally go into battle to earn a foundation for him? If it is Duo'er, I am afraid that it is enough for me to be comfortable and calm the front court for her.
It's a pity that they can't change it!
In the remaining years, the old king of Wusun is too long: It's a pity that his son can't do it! It's a pity that my daughter is too capable!
The thought stuck him, and his worries drained his little spirit, snuffed out the last bit of anger, and reduced him from a heroic and ambitious king to an old man who had run out of oil and was about to rot wood. You officials may be wondering, what did the father and daughter of the Wusun Tent say on the night of the celebration?
At that time, Lao Wang called Meng Daiduo to him and asked, "Duo'er, didn't you come up with this plan?" β
She nodded unconcernedly.
Lao Wang asked again: "How can you be sure that the chariot master king must be suspicious?" When the country is at stake, he is most afraid that the monarch and the minister will deviate from morality, and he dares to be provoked by you like this? He stared at his daughter's charming face and said, "As a father, you know that General Zuo is loyal to the Cheshi King, and they have a deep relationship between the monarch and the minister." This divisive plan is something that no one usually dares to use. β
When Meng Daiduo heard this, his gaze became deep: "The discord plan is that Duo'er bets that they are all in unison. This battlefield is like a casino, this time I won the bet, it was all a fluke", at this point, she had a mockery in her eyes: "Father, this monarch and minister are separated by Manchu officials and a throne, where can there be any feelings?" As a courtier, he was just afraid that the king would cover the sky with one hand, so he had to grit his teeth and work hard for fear of hurting his family's life. The royal father thinks that he can still be a king who is high up and determines life and death with every word? As a king, where can you trust anyone with all your heart? No matter how powerful the general is, he is clearly just a family dog tied to his hands, and he wants to kill or kill it all according to his own liking, and he can't help but interject at all. β
Lao Wang's heart was suddenly crumpled into a ball, and he listened to her again: "This Cheshi Wang doesn't know how to use people, and he doesn't know how to buy people's hearts and cultivate henchmen. is so soft and hard, stretching out the face is a smile, and the back is a knife. Then General Zuo is not stupid, does he have to kneel and thank him with a solid eye? β
Meng Daiduo's eyes seemed to be looking high and far away, and his expression was resolute and old: "This is the case with all the kings and ministers in the world. This person's heart, if it is enveloped, it is to feed a good dog, and it can be aroused to some extent; But if the measure is not accurate, it is a wolf raised by his side who is ready to bite back at any time. β
Lao Wang looked shocked, full of disbelief and looked at the girl who grew up in the palm of his hand, Duo'er innocently sighed softly: "What intentions do you have on your face, and the means to drive General Zuo are really not clever, but he is also a person with something in his eyes, and he can't see that his love will be reversed." Zhen Rili was so conceited that he dared to try to get involved with the general's wife. Which bloody man can stand this grievance - this time, it is simply the Cheshi King who has destroyed his own impregnable city. β
She raised Qianqianyu's hand to her eyes and gently rubbed and looked at it, slanted her eyes to look at the candlestick, and her voice was determined: "Even if we don't use this plan, General Zuo will have to rebel sooner or later; Now that we have made it, he is hated and wronged by the enemy on his back, forcing him to rebel", and then there was a sigh in the words: "It's a pity, this person is quite a bit patriotic and enthusiastic, he led the army to take the city and kill the faint king, although he said that he relieved his hatred, but his ambition in this life has been lost, and he is loyal to serve the two masters, and he doesn't know that he has to go to the hurdle in his heart." If you can get by, everything is easy to say; If you can't get by, let's just don't use it, give him a comfortable ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw a soldier come in and report: "Oh no! General Zuo committed suicide with his wife and children! β
Lao Wang was surprised, but he listened to the baby girl's order: "What are you panicking about!" It's so buried." Then he said to himself: "Such a hard bone, treason and murder of the king are also ruthless for a while, and when the mind is cold, he must be full of remorse and martyrdom to liberate." β
Wusun Lao Wang was really angry and surprised when he saw this, his fist was quietly clenched, and finally he barely stabilized his body: "Do you know that he must end it himself?" β
Meng Daiduo was a little complacent: "Born as a human being, his temperament is the most difficult to change, and it is not difficult to guess." β
Lao Wang stood up with his hands behind his back, and suddenly didn't want to look at her handsome and innocent face anymore, and asked, "Duo'er, could it be that you deliberately found him?" β
She was a little puzzled: "In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means - this is not the royal father, you teach Duo'er by words and deeds?" Do you blame me now? This battle was fought, and he went back victoriously against the king, and he was a death; Now that he is taking revenge and hating, his family is committing suicide in one place, and it is also a death. But if he is asked to choose, the latter must be more enjoyable. Let's help him, too. β
Old Wang's big fist clenched tighter and tighter, the green tendons on his forehead jumped higher and higher, and his eyes were buried deep in a shadow under the swagger of the candles, and there was a vague mind there that no one could read, and Montedore could not read it - she was enjoying the first great victory in her life, and she was immersed in joy and could not extricate herself.
Her royal father's voice was hoarse, and he spoke slowly: "If he doesn't die, what should you do with him?" β
The most noble princess of his Wusun country stood up, walked to the door of the big tent, and looked at the soldiers hurrying outside, the shining fires, the endless distant mountains and fields shrouded in the night fog, and the most forgiving and broad cold moon overhead.
The wind lifted her beautiful long hair, and the wisps of sweetness peculiar to the girl's body penetrated into the old king's nose, but she heard her words in the eyes of the world: "On the shore of the land, it is not the king's ministers - open up the territory and use it for me!" β
What is it!
A woman takes control!
The scorched place of the wick was frightened into a ball by her majestic majesty, and it jumped up violently, and with a crisp "pop", it exploded and went out.