Duke Hua snorted and glanced at Lenghuai with a spurious smile. "Among your sons, I think this one is more capable." Duke Hua had always paid attention to the Prince Ding Mansion, and Leng Haoyu had always been close to Feng Zhiyao, who had been friends with Mo Xiuyao since they were young. Naturally, Duke Hua was no stranger to him. He didn't expect that he was also a wolf in sheep's clothing. In the past, he only thought that the descendant of the Leng family was a businessman. Now, looking at his performance at Zijing Pass, Leng Haoyu, who had always acted like a hedonistic son, was actually hiding his strength. He was even stronger than Leng Qingyu, who had always been praised by others.
Lenghuai could only smile awkwardly. He only took it as the old duke teasing him that he couldn't even see through his own son. However, he wasn't unhappy that Leng Haoyu, a bastard son, was more capable than his eldest son, whom he had carefully cultivated. Leng Haoyu was able to surpass his eldest brother even when he wasn't valued at all. This proved that he was capable. They were all his sons, so Lenghuai naturally didn't have any knot in his heart.
Duke Hua narrowed his eyes at Leng Haoyu, who looked lazy and loose, and said lightly, "Young man Leng, don't beat around the bush with this old man. This old man doesn't believe that you don't know what the Prince Ding Mansion means. "Leng Haoyu's eyes turned, and he sat up with a smile." Old Duke, you can't say that. Let's not talk about what the Prince Ding Mansion means. Even if the Prince comes back in advance and is willing to send troops to help. There are more than a million Northern Tribes troops between the northwest and Da Chu State. It doesn't seem like they can make it in time. Also … even if this junior is blunt, Old Duke, even if Chu Jing is saved, who will it belong to? "
Duke Hua stared at Leng Haoyu and asked, "Is this Prince Ding's or Eldest Young Master Xu's intention?"
Leng Haoyu didn't care about the pressure that Duke Hua deliberately released. He rubbed his nose and smiled. "I'm just asking casually. Old Duke also knows that Leng Haoyu is a businessman. Logically speaking … Chu Jing's life and death had nothing to do with the Prince Ding Mansion. Why should the Prince Ding Mansion take the risk of setting the rear on fire to reinforce the Chu capital, and even face the armies of the Northern Tribes and the Northern Region? "
Duke Hua remained silent. Of course, he understood what Leng Haoyu meant. The Mohist army had no obligation to sacrifice the lives of so many officers and soldiers to help Da Chu State repel the enemy, to help Da Chu State defend Chu capital. Especially now that the entire Da Chu State's imperial family had abandoned the Chu capital and hurriedly moved south, what right did the Mohist army have to help their enemy take back the city?
"Second Young Master Leng." Mo Xiaoyun, who had been standing behind Great Elder Princess, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Second Young Master Leng, the royal family of Da Chu State is so incompetent that more than half of the country has been lost. Now, they even abandoned thousands of people and lived in the south. They really have no face to face the people of Da Chu State. As long as the Mohist army can protect the people of Chu capital from being slaughtered by the barbarians, in the future … Chu capital will naturally belong to the Prince Ding Mansion. "Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Everyone couldn't help but look at this boy who was only 12 or 13 years old. Speaking of which, although he had a mother like Noble Consort Liu, Mo Xiaoyun was indeed the most decent one among Mo Jingqi's princes who were still alive. After all, the cultivation of the Liu Family for many years was not in vain. Originally, Mo Jingqi probably intended to pass the throne to Mo Xiaoyun, but unfortunately, he was harmed by his mother. At this time, it was already commendable that a 12 or 13-year-old boy could say such words.
Leng Haoyu looked at Mo Xiaoyun, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can the King of Qin … make the decision?"
Mo Xiaoyun said seriously, "Before the emperor moved south, he had already conferred I as the King of Changxing. Of course, I can make the decision."
Chu capital was known as Changxing in ancient times. Now that the capital had been moved, the name Chu capital could no longer be used. However, in order to show that the imperial family did not abandon the people, they still left a Prince to oversee this place. Therefore, Mo Jingli changed the original crown prince, the King of Qin, Mo Xiaoyun, to King of Changxing. This meant that this place was Mo Xiaoyun's fief. Although it still belonged to the Da Chu State, in the current situation, as long as Mo Xiaoyun agreed, the imperial court of the Da Chu State in the south would have nothing to say.
Leng Haoyu looked at Mo Xiaoyun with interest and asked, "This is Chu capital. Are you really willing to part with it?"
Mo Xiaoyun said with a calm expression, "What's the use of being unwilling? Without the support of the Mohist army, Chu capital will fall sooner or later. At that time, not to mention King of Changxing, we probably won't even be able to keep our lives. Prince Ding is benevolent and righteous. I believe that Prince Ding will not harm our lives. "
"Old Duke, what do you say?" Leng Haoyu asked.
Duke Hua snorted and said, "King of Changxing has already agreed. What else can this old man say? Second Young Master Leng really knows how to do business. The Leng family can be considered to have a successor. "Leng Haoyu touched his nose with some shame." Old Duke, you are too kind. "
Duke Hua stood up and said, "In that case … within three months, whether it is the Northern Tribes or the Northern Tribes, this old man will not let these barbarians take a single step in!"
Leng Haoyu smiled and said, "Thank you, Old Duke."
After sending off Duke Hua and his party, Leng Haoyu touched his chin and silently pondered whether he should write a letter to urge Young Master Qingchen to send troops quickly. It was really not easy to hold on for three months. If he was not careful, he might lose his life.
Lenghuai looked at his son's lowered eyebrows and pondered silently. Compared to the almost foreseeable bitter battle that was about to come, who Chu capital would belong to in the end did not seem so important.
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