Chapter 529: Homeless, Difficult to Cast in a Country (5)

Lu Zheng and Jiang Cang met in an unknown tavern, so they naturally had to have some heartfelt words.

Lu Zheng was halfway through his words and suddenly paused.

Lao Jiang Cang already understood the meaning of this, he drank by himself, drank three cups in a row, and said, "Pity my Jiang family with the first emperor to conquer the south and the north, and make great achievements, which was very prosperous. The first emperor drove the crane, I was favored by the first emperor, and the weight of the entrustment was shocking the hundred tribes of Quzhou, and the nine springs were not enough to repay. But, but now, why has things become so bleak!"...

Lu Zheng's face was expressionless, and he said leisurely, "One word, greed. If your precious son obediently stops after cutting off the Eight Great Clans, with His Majesty's character, he will definitely exchange the Marquis for your Jiang family's private land and private soldiers, so that your Jiang family will be rich and glorious from now on, but now it seems that it can't work! Strange to say, many relationships are enviable at the beginning, but in the end, they part ways, lift the table and leave the table, and the reason is just "greed" at work."

Jiang Cang slowly lowered his palm, noncommittal, nodded, and sighed, "If you take advantage of the world, you will suffer from the Heavenly Dao!" It's a pity that my Jiang family is a loyal and good person!"

"The Jiang family is now full of people who have lost their temper, how can they talk about it on the same day!" Lu Zheng didn't give Jiang Cang any face, and his words were sharp, "Now, the Jiang and Zhao families have been facing off for several years, and the people in the hinterland of Quzhou are already struggling to make a living, and people are panicking. Today's family, with power and money, forgets the truth that 'those who win the hearts of the people win the world'. Of course, this also includes your Jiang family! Jiang Cang, Jiang Cang, I'm afraid even you don't remember how your Jiang family got started, right?"

Lao Jiang blushed and quibbled, "Naturally I haven't forgotten!"

Lu Zheng said stupidly, "It's good that you haven't forgotten!"

Jiang Cang was stunned and muttered, "You say, why didn't Your Majesty stop it earlier?"

Lu Zheng asked again, "What do you say? I'm not afraid to tell you, if your Jiang family didn't participate in the 28th clan's troubles in Gyeonggi, maybe your Jiang family's road to becoming the king would not be so difficult!"

Jiang Cang thought about it with his heart, and everything was already clear.

More than ten years ago, the Jiang family had just cut off the eight major clans in Quzhou, and the prestige of the people had reached its peak. The most important thing is that if he did it at that time, the Son of Heaven on the dragon chair would naturally bear the notoriety of slaughtering Zhongliang. The reason why Liu Yan chose Xu Xu Tuzhi for the family is that he doesn't want to kill more, and secondly, he doesn't want to be infamous after a hundred years.

Jiang Cang silently lamented that 'you can't live if you do your own sins', so he picked up his wine glass, "Come on, drink a bar!"

The two were drinking together, and Jiang Cang's groom walked into the house timidly, and he said to Jiang Cang at an inopportune time, "Too, Lord Taiwei, small, the villain has something to ask for."

Jiang Cang suddenly felt disappointed, his brows furrowed, and he asked neatly, "What's the matter, say!"

The groom trembled, "Grass people, grass people, please resign!"

Lu Zheng asked curiously, "Oh? Why?"

The groom didn't seem to cry, grinning, "The neighbors say that I set up a horse for a traitor, and when I go home, everyone will spurn it. Just now, even my wife ran back to her parents' house with the child! I'm sorry, sir!"

After saying this, the groom knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Jiang Cang three times, regardless of whether Jiang Cang agreed or not, and ran out of the wine shop.

Lao Jiang Cang shook his head, drank with his head bored, and did not stay or scold.

Lu Zheng changed the topic and asked, "Lao Jiang, it seems that you can't stay in the capital anymore, what are your plans next?"

"Go back to Quzhou, stop the rebellion, lead the son to apologize, and protect my people." After Jiang Cangcao finished speaking, he got up and left.

Lu Zheng pinched Changsheng's eyebrows, "Do you want the old man to send you home?"

Lao Jiang Cang's expression was serious, "No need, the old man marched thousands of miles when he was young, and he didn't need to walk this distance again!"

"Blessing and blessing, fate has been arranged, who doesn't want to be rich? However, the will of heaven is difficult to disobey, and the hearts of the people are difficult to reverse!" Lu Zheng sighed slightly, drank a cup of himself, and sighed to himself, "May the prodigal son turn back, and Ning Qianjin will not change!"

......

The ancient road is vast, and in an unknown alley in the capital, two white heads are seen again, opposing each other in this not wide alley

And see.

"Jiang Cang, you and I are both military generals, and we have both experienced the rebellion of the kings, so we can be regarded as half colleagues." Tao Kan held a drumstick, and he was excited, "But you and I are fighting separately, and we have never had a chance to fight."

Lao Jiang Cang heard Tao Kan's voice, and said with a smile, "General, let's choose a day instead of hitting the sun, let's have a discussion today?"

Tao Kan squinted at the glimmer of the sun and smiled, "Today is a good day!"

After speaking, Tao Kanren didn't seem to move, but the shadow of the mallet had suddenly appeared, and the silver star was ten thousand points, approaching Jiang Cang's face.

The general Tao Kan has been in the dynasty for many years, and he rarely makes a move because of his identity, and today, it is unprecedented.

Suddenly, the mallet flashed, and then there was a loud shock, Jiang Cang stood still, and the two still maintained each other, but the drumstick had fallen into Jiang Cang's hands, and Jiang Cang actually took Tao Kan's blow alive.

"Yo he, it's hidden! You old fellow, you are actually in the realm of imperial arts?" Tao Kan sighed with a smile.

"My Jiang family has never lacked martial arts geniuses." Jiang Cang was not humble.

Tao Kan rolled up his sleeves and left, "This mallet can be regarded as loyal to His Majesty!"

"Hmm! Otherwise, Changshui Wei, who is hiding in the shadows, will not be easy to deal with!" Jiang Cang also turned around and left.

......

In other words, Jiang Cang finished meeting Tao Kan and Lu Zheng, and just returned to Taiwei's Mansion, and his subordinates sent a letter.

The strong and powerful word 'Jiang Feng' on the envelope made Lao Jiang Cang's heart tighten after seeing it.

Half a year after coming to Gyeonggi, his son Jiang Feng has never taken the initiative to send a message, and today's letter must be something?..

After thinking about it, Lao Jiangcang quickly opened the letter, and after glancing at it, his eyes instantly froze, and he took the yellow roll of paper and read it several times, and finally threw the letter away, laughed in the sky, and cried in the sky.

The subordinate picked up the letter and looked at it, and there were only eight words in the letter: The son wants to become a king, and he hopes that his father will be fulfilled!

May the Father be perfected! May the Father be perfected!

Accomplish what? Of course, it was so that Jiang Feng had no fetters in the capital.

In Jiang Cang's opinion, these eight words are tantamount to forcing himself to die!

Before anyone could react, Jiang Cang made a lightning move, snatched the letter away, rubbed his palms, and a letter immediately turned into thousands of fragments, blown out of the window by the wind, turned into a sky full of butterflies, and disappeared.

Son! We don't have the great virtue of cultivating talents and achieving things, why do we have to pursue ethereal fame?

"At the beginning, the old man swore that 'the Jiang family will never be a traitor', it seems that there are too many things to do!" Old Jiang Cangwu walked towards the house, "Since this is uncountable, then change it to 'Jiang Cang will never be a traitor'!"

Ay!

No one will have a clear breeze, and the light is as clear as in previous years.

The spring grass will be green again, will the king's heart return?

"History of the Han Dynasty": In the autumn of 345, Jiang Cang cut off his meridians in Chang'an City, martyred Chen Yi, and died in a foreign land.