Chapter Ninety-Two: Cutting Down Again
"The minister knew that the king didn't want to let go of Fan Li and the others at all, but because of the queen, he had to agree; So after Fan Li and the others left last night, the minister immediately ordered the wolf tooth to take people to intercept and kill, and they were almost successful, but unfortunately the wolf tooth was careless and was killed by Fanlou, so he escaped. Bo Yao said endlessly, and then said: "But don't worry, the king has already sent someone to go again, this time, he must take back the heads of Fan Li and others." β
Hearing this, Fucha's face turned pale, "Who told you to hunt them down?" β
Bo Yao was stunned by his question, and asked rhetorically: "Could it be that the king really plans to let them return to Vietnam?" These people are all fierce tigers, and it is taboo to let the tiger return to the mountain! β
Fucha's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Do you think this king can't help them?" β
Bo Yao was stunned by his staring, and hurriedly said: "The king is the true dragon descended into the world, and a few mountain tiger beasts are not the opponents of the king, but the minister thinks that instead of bothering the king on the battlefield, it is better to take advantage of the fact that they are not yet successful and destroy them first, which can be regarded as the best of both worlds." β
"Bastard!" The husband slapped his palm on Bo Yao's face, and the latter was caught off guard and fell to the ground, and Venus shook in front of him, and a tooth was knocked out on the spot, mixed with blood foam falling out.
"What kind of thing are you, you dare to call the shots for this king? When this matter spreads, what is the face of this king? What if it reaches the Queen's ears? β
Bo Yao had never seen her husband send such a big fire, and she was so frightened that she trembled all over, and her tears and snot came down together, and she begged for mercy one after another, "Minister...... The minister deserves to die, the minister was confused for a while, made a big mistake, and begged the king to spare the minister for the sake of the minister's loyalty! β
"Begging for mercy!" The more the husband looks at Bo Yao, the more disgusted he becomes, it is useless at all, he will only be smart, and he is not as good as his father.
For some reason, Fucha suddenly remembered Wu Zixu, the father he once hated and hated so much.
"This matter is done very secretly, and I guarantee that no one will know about it, even if it is ...... If it spreads, it will be the minister's fault, and it has nothing to do with the king! Bo Ya was panicked and afraid, he saw the terrible killing intent in the eyes of his husband, just like the eyes of his husband when he looked at Wu Zixu.
"Can you afford such a big thing? Lack of success, more than failure! The more the husband spoke, the more he hated, he raised his foot and wanted to kick, remembering that the Wuyue war was imminent, and it was the time to employ people, so he retracted his feet hatefully, and said coldly: "Who did you send?" β
Bo Yao hurriedly said a few names, all of them are powerful characters, if Fan Li is caught up by them, he will die.
"When did you leave?"
"Early this morning." Bo Yao waited for a while and didn't see his husband's words, quietly raised his head, looked at the latter's uncertain face and said cautiously: "They are riding a treasure horse that travels six hundred miles a day, and now I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up, so it's better to forget it, right?" β
"Do you want this king to bear the notoriety of breaking his word?" The husband said expressionlessly, unable to see what he was thinking.
"I don't dare." Bo Yao hurriedly denied it, and seeing that his husband had no intention of continuing to blame, he whispered: "I can't catch up; secondly, very few people knew about this matter, and the minister promised that it would not be spread out, and no one would doubt the king; Third, Fan Li and Fanlou are alive, it is always a disaster, and it is better to take the opportunity to get rid of it. β
The husband's mind is wavering, and the most intolerable thing he can't tolerate is "treachery", Fan Li is guilty of this taboo, which makes him hate it so much; But now, it is ironic that he wants to become such a person.
But Bo Yao is right about one thing, Fan Li is too smart and capable, once he returns to Yue, he will definitely increase the strength of Yue and become a big problem for this expedition; Killing him now is indeed the most correct choice, but Yiguang ......
What if she knew that she would hate herself for the rest of her life?
Although he was angry with Yiguang, he never let go of this heart, and asked Wang Shen to quietly ask the imperial doctor to go to Changle Hall to diagnose Yiguang's pulse early this morning, lest she get sick from the cold last night, and if she didn't treat it in time, she would break her body.
The hall was silent, the sunlight fell to the ground through the window paper, motionless, as if even the sunlight was still, only the copper leak "tick tick" sounded, reminding everyone that time was constantly passing.
Fucha took a few deep breaths and said indifferently: "The matter has come to this, it depends on Fan Li's own creation, this king let them go, but he didn't say that you will let them go." β
Bo Yao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and hurriedly put on a flattering smile, and said flatteringly: "The king is wise, it is the minister who sent someone to hunt down and kill Fan Li, everything is the minister's idea, it has nothing to do with the king, and the king never knows." As he spoke, he said earnestly: "As soon as there is news over there, the minister will immediately come to the king to report it." β
"Alright, let's go down." The husband waved his hand impatiently.
After a few more flattering words, he bowed his head and withdrew, and as soon as one foot stepped over the threshold, he froze there, for he looked at a man who should not have been here.
Seeing that Bo Yao had been frozen at the door, motionless, quite funny, the husband said suspiciously: "What's wrong?" β
Bo Ya stiffened his side, allowing his husband to see the ...... standing outside the door Yiguang.
Fucha's expression changed sharply, and after a while, he said with a little weakness: "Why are you here?" β
Yiguang walked into the hall step by step, and when she got closer, she found that her face was terrifyingly pale, and her fingertips were trembling.
She stopped at a distance from her husband, and the layers of sourness in her eyes couldn't wait to turn into tears, but she held back and choked up: "Of course the king doesn't want his concubines to come here, so he won't find out what you did behind your back." β
Sure enough, I heard it.
Fucha sighed in his heart and said, "You misunderstood, this king is not. β
Yiguang said sarcastically: "What the concubine has heard, what else is there to misunderstand?" Speaking of this, she smiled and said: "The king really played a game of chess, and on the surface he let Mr. Fan go, but in fact he sent Dazai to chase and kill all the way, vowing to let Mr. Fan and them step out of the Wu realm without their lives, why do you have to kill Mr. Fan, and refuse to leave Mr. Fan with a way to live?" β
Fucha originally wanted to explain, but somehow, the words changed when they came to his mouth, "This king left him a way to live, one day, when the battlefield meets, will he leave a way for this king?" β
"As long as the king is willing to give up the idea of cutting down Yue, you and Mr. Fan will naturally be able to get along, and the people of Wu and Yue will be able to recuperate and recuperate together."
"You're so naΓ―ve." Fu Cha said coldly, and then said: "This matter is the idea of Bo Ya alone, and this king has just found out. β
Bo Yao did not leave, he hurriedly said on the side: "The king is right, everything is a minister's opinion, and it has nothing to do with the king, the queen must not misunderstand the king." β
Yiguang ignored Bo Yao, only stared at the husband and said: "All along, the king has always been a person who stands up to the sky and the earth and dares to act in the hearts of his concubines, even if they have different positions with each other, this idea has never wavered, but now, ...... Hehe. Imitsu laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's ridiculous." β
Seeing that Yiguang had been refusing to believe in himself, the husband couldn't help but be angry, "This king said that there is no is nothing, why don't you believe this?" β
"The concubine heard you say with her own ears, 'This king let them go, but he didn't say that you will let them go too', how can you make the concubine believe you?" Yiguang bit his lip tightly, and the tears finally trickled down, and the big drops slid down on the red and golden Luan Fenghua clothes, smudging out heartbroken tears.
The husband raised his hand, as if he wanted to wipe away his tears for Yiguang, but soon turned his back behind him, and said Mu Ran: "You said that you have always believed in this king, but now it is just such a sentence without a beginning or an end, so you say that this king has no faith in his words; Hehe, Yiguang, Yiguang, how much is your trust worth? Or, the person you trust the most, care about and even love the most is not this king, but Fan Li! When he said this, his heart was dripping blood.
"Mr. Fan is a righteous gentleman, and the concubine and Mr. Fan are even more gentlemanly friends, and they have not crossed the ...... by half a point."
"You have!" The husband interrupted sharply, and the handsome face became distorted and hideous because of jealousy and anger, "Do you know how many times you have mentioned Fan Li's name since you came in?" I don't remember, do you, this king told you, eight times, exactly eight times! Do you dare to say that you are a gentleman's friend with Fan Li?! β
This sentence was like the sharpest arrow, stabbing Yiguang's heart painfully, she pressed her chest hard, so as to suppress the pain as if she had angina, and said with difficulty: "Whether you believe it or not, the concubine and Mr. Fan are just friends, nothing else." β
"Okay." The husband waved his hand vigorously, and said almost angrily: "The king also told you that the king did not send someone to hunt down Fan Li, believe it or not!" β
"In this case, the concubine has nothing to say, the king can do it himself!" Throwing down this sentence, Yiguang brushed her sleeves and left, if she walked slowly, she would see tears looming in the corners of her husband's eyes, but unfortunately she didn't.
This dispute is a great injury to both of them, just like each stabbing each other with a knife, hurting others and hurting themselves.
After this day, the two never said a word again, spring and happiness, like frozen snow, could not find a trace of warmth.
In the dungeon, Wen Chong counted the days with fear, there was no light in the dungeon, he could only rely on the number of times the jailer exchanged the value, each exchange was six hours, and two times was twelve hours, that is, one day and one night.
On this day, as usual, Wen Chong picked up the broken stones on the ground and drew a vertical line on the wall, and there were already six traces of the same mark, that is, this was the seventh day he spent in prison after he was brought back.
He hadn't seen his husband since he returned to the dungeon, and he didn't know why he had taken him, but the only thing he was glad that this time he had eaten and drunk well, and that he had never suffered from flesh and skin again.
"Are you used to living there?" The sudden sound frightened Wen Chong's whole body, and the broken stones rolled down from his fingers and fell to the ground.
After seeing that it was a husband, Wen Chong said with a cold face: "King Wu can come and try it to see if he can get used to it." β
In the face of his provocation, the husband was not annoyed, and smiled: "The spirit is good, it seems that the body is recovering well, we can have a good talk." β
The husband sat down on the chair brought by Wang Shen, supported his hand with his hand, and said with a smile: "The strategist next to King Yue came to my Wu Kingdom as a cloth merchant, which is really wronged. β
Wen Chong said coldly: "If you want to kill or chop, be careful, there is no need to say anything else." β
"Where did Mr. Wen go, how can this king be willing to kill and chop a talent like you." The husband sat up slightly and said, "This king is here today, because Mr. Cheng is under my command, to create a great cause, to share the glory, so that he can live up to his talent." β
Wen Chong snorted coldly, "You don't have to talk here, I was born as a courtier of the Yue Kingdom, and I am a ghost of the Yue Kingdom when I die, and I will never give in to you." β
"Bang Bang!" Fu Cha clapped his hands three times in a row, and said admiringly: "Mr. is really proud and admirable, but does Mr. really think that Yue Guo is worthy of your loyalty?" β
"Seven days ago, how did Fan Li leave you, you can see it clearly, sir, do you think there will be a place for you in Yueguo?"
Wen Chong was shaken by him, a mountain is difficult to accommodate two tigers, if the Yue country is revived, Fan Li is the first hero, even if he is barely occupied by himself, it must be under Fan Li, it is really unbearable.
"Wouldn't it be nice to follow this king to expand the territory and achieve great things instead of fighting for that one foot of land?"
Wen Chong tried hard to endure the temptation in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't need to say it, I won't turn my back on King Yue." β
"Mr. has always been an understanding person, how can he be confused when he encounters this matter, or does he not want to be a very good minister, full of glory, and benefit his children and grandchildren?"
"No matter how many times the king asks, the answer is the same." Every sentence of the husband is a great temptation for the genre, and I don't know how much effort it took to suppress the churning desire.
The husband rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Since this is the case, the king is not reluctant, sir, think about it again, and the king will come to see you in a few days." With that, he got up and left, without a trace of hesitation or hesitation.
It's a kind of literature, seeing the figure of the husband striding away, there is a faint feeling of regret in the bottom of my heart, and I began to look forward to the arrival of the husband again in a few days.
A few days later, the people sent by Bo Yao came back to report the news, they chased all the way along the official road to the edge of Wu Realm, and did not see Fan Li and a few people, guessing that it should be from the small road, but it was too late to chase again, so they could only return in a huff.
Although Bo Yao was unwilling, but also helpless, at this time the army has been assembled, Fu Chaqin led the army to the Yue Duji.
Before leaving, he stood outside the Changle Hall for a whole night, but until he left, he did not set foot in the Changle Palace, as if he had never appeared.
In the same way, he didn't know that when he led the army out of the city, Yiguang looked at each other from a distance in the city tower, and only then did he withdraw his gaze until he was gone.
They love each other, but they refuse to see each other, and they don't know when they will be able to untie the knot, or they will never be able to untie it......