After returning to the hot spring room, Wei Ci asked the other students in detail to understand the whole story.
He sighed and said, "Feng Huaiyu's fortune never comes in pairs, and misfortune never comes alone. He suffered for someone else for nothing. But it's fortunate that this is the case. Otherwise, tonight's incident would be difficult to resolve. Dongqing is already in a precarious situation. It can't withstand such a shock. "
Jiang Pengji listened at the side. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"
Wei Ci didn't want to answer. After all, he had some indescribable resistance to this person. He subconsciously didn't want to have too much contact with her.
But after a slight hesitation, Wei Ci recalled what Jiang Pengji whispered in his ear when she imprisoned his hands.
He didn't want her to pay special attention to him. He could only let go of the grudge in his heart and truly treat her as a very ordinary person.
Thus, Wei Ci answered calmly, "If I'm not wrong, these warriors from the Northern borderline are planning to cause trouble for the residence of the Count of Zhenbei."
Lu Zheng, who was at the side, suddenly reacted.
"Yes, among the group of people just now, there was indeed a Langjun from the residence of the Count of Zhenbei. The descendants of the Count of Zhenbei have contributed a lot to Dongqing. They shed blood and shed blood. They were originally flourishing, but in order to guard the Northern borderline, some of them died in battle, some died of illness … There aren't many seedlings left. Among the Langjuns today, the reclusive Crown Prince of Zhenbei was also present. "
"The descendants of the Count of Zhenbei guarded the Northern borderline and took the lives of many Northern borderline warriors. Most of the descendants of the Count of Zhenbei died on the battlefield at the hands of the generals of the Northern borderline. The two sides have long formed a deep hatred. It's not surprising that they have a conflict when they meet. The descendants of the Count of Zhenbei are few and far between, but they still hold a large number of troops. The emperor has been afraid of them for a long time and sees them as a thorn in his side. If anything happens to the Crown Prince … I'm afraid … "
The three tribes of the Northern borderline would probably wake up laughing even in their dreams. The Emperor sitting high on the dragon throne might be angry on the surface, but he must be very happy in secret.
"I heard you say that there's a person called Wu Liba among the group of people causing trouble. He's one of the few wise generals in the three tribes of the Northern borderline. He looks stupid and reckless, but he's actually very meticulous. Now that they were in the territory of Dongqing, no matter how arrogant they were, they would not dare to act so recklessly. However, if the target is the Crown Prince of the Residence of Zhenbei Marquis, the Emperor will be furious on the surface, but will secretly protect Wu Liba and his group … "
By doing so, he could not only satisfy the Emperor's wishes, but he could also sow discord between the Residence of Northern Marquis and the Emperor, causing the two to completely turn against each other.
The military power in the hands of the Count of Zhenbei was too great. How could the emperor not know the ambition of the three tribes of the Northern Borderline?
However, he was even more afraid that the Residence of Count Zhenbei would be overshadowed by their achievements!
Lu Zheng felt a chill down his spine.
Even though he had talked about the world's situation with his classmates, he had never been as cold as he was now.
"The other point is also the reason why the three clans of the Northern Borderline are the most fearless. Nansheng's army was defeated like a landslide. Dongqing was bound to send reinforcements. At that time, the border of the northern borderline would be in danger. Now … I'm afraid the Emperor is looking forward to the marriage even more. He hopes to temporarily stabilize the three tribes of the Northern Borderline by marriage, but he doesn't know that the Northern Borderline has been coveting Dongqing for many years. Why would they care about a weak marriage relationship? "
Jiang Pengji snorted coldly.
"What you mean by this is that the Emperor may now favor the three tribes of the Northern Borderline and work hard to stabilize them with all kinds of generous conditions?"
"It's not that it's possible, it's that they will definitely do so."
Wei Ci sighed softly. He also had feelings for the royal family of Dongqing, but he couldn't stand the fact that they were too good at courting death.
The more disappointed he was with the royal family of Dongqing, the more he missed the person who made him suffer for half of his life.
Putting aside how shocking it was for a woman to ascend to the throne, at the very least, she was able to stabilize the country, prevent the people from being humiliated, prevent chaos in the court, and prevent the people from being anxious and fearful … Thinking of this, the pain he had suffered seemed to be nothing.
The power of the Emperor is not bestowed by the deities of heaven and earth. It comes from the people and the people of the world. Therefore, the Emperor is light, but the people are heavy … As an Emperor, if he destroys his reputation through marriage, struggles to survive by ceding land, exploits the people through tribute, and humiliates the country through reparations, how can he have the face to sit on the throne? The Emperor should guard the gates of the country, and the Emperor should die for the country!
Now that he could do it all over again, he hoped that he could truly assist her for once, as a strategist, and not … as someone that even he despised!
Jiang Pengji felt a little depressed. She snorted. "Oh, the group of people from the Northern borderline have achieved their goal of testing the bottom line by creating trouble."
Wu Liba's action seemed arrogant, but upon careful thought, there were many conspiracies and calculations involved.
The Emperor's final judgment was biased towards the Northern borderline. Wu Liba's goal of testing the waters had been achieved, and he would be more fearless in the future.
"But Liu Langjun, you don't have to worry. As long as your father is still around, the Emperor won't touch you easily."
When he said this, Wei Ci's expression was a little strange and conflicted, but he quickly restrained it.
How could he not be conflicted?
Liu She had clearly been personally … Tsk, how could he become the county chief of Hu County?
If Liu She had the ability, he wouldn't have ended up like that.
Wei Ci didn't know what went wrong, but he didn't intend to investigate further because there was no need.
He was very clear that people would change. From the moment things changed, everything that he knew would be useless. The right path was to be down-to-earth.
Jiang Pengji was not happy about what Wei Ci said.
Only the weak needed to be protected by the strong. She was safe because of Liu She, which meant that she was not strong enough.
Thinking of this, a strange light flashed in her eyes. An impulse arose in her heart, but she forcefully suppressed it in the end.
Jiang Pengji smiled coldly and said meaningfully, "… Oh, it's best if he doesn't touch me …"
If he dared to touch her, he would make the Emperor regret crawling out of his mother's womb!
Wei Ci was silent. Seeing Jiang Pengji reveal an expression that he was familiar with, he was shocked to find that his hands were secretly sweating.
Wei Ci forced himself to calm down. Just as he was about to stand up and leave, Jiang Pengji suddenly asked him.
"Is Zixiao very clear about the situation in the court?"
He was about to say that he knew a little, but the ignorant Lu Zheng directly exposed him.
"Lanting, you don't know about this. Come, come, come, let me tell you. Zixiao's policy and political commentaries have always been very exciting. He has a profound analysis of the world's situation and always has his own views. Sitting at home, he has long been aware of the situation in the outside world. Even my master said that he is not inferior to Premier Jiang of the previous dynasty. It's a pity that he is stubborn. I don't know what's bothering him, but he still refuses to accept my master as his disciple. "
Lu Zheng had placed Wei Ci on a pedestal and praised him with all his might, but in the end, he said …
"… Fortunately, half a year ago, he went down the mountain and hit his head. He finally knocked the water out of his head and agreed to be my master's disciple."
Jiang Pengji: "…"
Wei Ci: "…"
I'll say it again, Lu Shaoyin!
You! Say! Who! Brain! Head! Enter! Water! Yes!
Suddenly, Lu Zheng rubbed his arms. He was clearly in the hot spring, but his back felt a little chilly.
"Shaoyin, I suddenly feel a little itchy. Come, let's have a game. "
Without any explanation, Wei Ci pulled the very unwilling Lu Zheng away.
Jiang Pengji looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky and suddenly curled her lips. She lowered her head to look at the card between her fingers.
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