When Liu Huan's corpse was sent to Prince Changshou's military camp, he was discussing with his subordinates how to attack Chenzhou in spring.
"Report …"
The messenger's voice came from outside the tent. Prince Changshou frowned impatiently and ordered the messenger to enter.
"What happened again?"
The messenger had a strange look on his face. He said hesitantly, "Chenzhou sent a coffin, saying that the Fourth Princess Consort is lying in it."
"What?" Prince Changshou stood up in shock. His eyes widened and he was furious. "Who did you say is lying in the coffin?"
The messenger could only repeat carefully, "According to the messenger, the Fourth Princess Consort died from a blood hemorrhage during childbirth."
In the next moment, a porcelain teacup exploded not far in front of him, its fragments scattered all over the ground.
"That old bastard, he's too much …"
Prince Changshou's chest rose and fell rapidly. His originally elegant and gentle face was flushed with anger, looking frighteningly ferocious.
The military generals in the tent did not understand what had happened, but the quick-witted strategists sensed something different.
By right, the Fourth Princess Consort was the daughter of Chongzhou's Liu She. The Fourth Princess Consort had died from a difficult childbirth. If anyone should be angry, it should be Liu She. After all, he was the proper father. What did this have to do with Prince Changshou?
The strategists' hearts spun. A terrifying thought popped up in their minds. Could it be …
What kind of secret relationship did the Fourth Prince's Princess Consort have with their Lord?
Now that the Fourth Princess Consort had a blood hemorrhage during childbirth, it was not a natural death, but a man-made one?
Everyone secretly communicated with their eyes, silently passing on obscure information.
Prince Changshou's rationality was now dominated by anger. How could he have the energy to care if his subordinates were gossiping or daydreaming?
He said, "Those people came to send the coffin. Did they leave any other message?"
The messenger replied awkwardly, "Not at all."
Prince Changshou's aura relaxed. It was as if he had aged ten years in an instant. But the anger in his heart was still growing.
Although he did not care much about his daughter, Liu Huan, dying in his own hands and dying in the hands of the enemy were two completely different concepts. Not to mention that the person who killed Liu Huan was most likely his good second brother!
The other party must have found out that Liu Huan was the daughter of him and that woman. He was jealous and wanted to kill Liu Huan.
Thinking of this, Prince Changshou's sparse benevolent heart sprouted, and his hatred towards the Emperor deepened.
"After spring, we'll attack Chenzhou!"
The death of his daughter was absolutely irreconcilable!
The strategists and generals in the tent did not understand what was going on, but Prince Changshou's resolute aura made them excited. They all shouted, "Yes, Your Majesty!" In an instant, the tent was filled with a murderous aura. Prince Changshou returned to his original position with a ferocious expression and said to the messenger, "I will write a letter later and immediately order someone to send the coffin along with the letter to Chongzhou. I will tell the Liu prefecture magistrate the truth!"
Since his good second brother was courting death like this, then don't blame him for being ruthless and taking drastic measures.
If he dared to do this, then he shouldn't blame his younger brother for retaliating.
The strategists were secretly puzzled. After all, Prince Changshou's reaction just now was rather strange.
But if they disregarded this detail, they also understood one thing. Chenzhou had sufficient military strength and couldn't be conquered in a short time. If they could get Chongzhou's Liu She's help, the situation on the battlefield would instantly tilt towards their side.
Based on various considerations, this matter was decided just like that.
Little did they know that if Liu She received such a big gift, he would probably hide in his bed at night and laugh uncontrollably out loud.
At the same time, far away in Chongzhou, Liu She was still living his simple life.
Every day, he would either invite his friends to eat hotpot or roast meat. The variety of seasonings had conquered many potential foodies.
Fortunately, Chongzhou and Xiangyang district had business dealings. Otherwise, according to Liu She's frequency, no amount of seasonings would be enough.
Chongzhou was a small place at the border, but there were many reclusive masters living in seclusion.
Eating roast meat and hotpot in a world of ice and snow, even the reclusive masters couldn't resist.
As a matter of fact, today he had a sudden impulse to invite a new friend.
The kitchen was still preparing the ingredients needed for the roast meat and hotpot. Liu She and his friend first played a game of chess to kill time.
"Magistrate, you seem to be in a good mood. Did something good happen this morning?"
Liu She twirled a chess piece and sat opposite the person opposite him. After a moment of deliberation, he carefully placed his piece and slightly reversed the situation.
The situation was clearly disadvantageous for Liu She, but he still wore a smile that came from the bottom of his heart. This made the hermit opposite him curious.
Either this person was broad-minded, didn't mind winning or losing, and enjoyed the thrill of the game.
Or, Liu She had encountered something good today, and it was a joyous occasion.
After pondering for a while, the hermit analyzed Liu She's personality and felt that it was more likely that he had encountered something joyous.
Liu She smiled and said, "I woke up this morning to find a magpie at my door. Don't you think it's a good thing?"
The hermit secretly frowned, and his gaze fell on the thick snow in the courtyard.
Would a magpie be at his door in this weather?
Even though he thought so, he still congratulated Liu She, "Since it's a magpie at your door, I think the good thing is near."
Liu She smiled and said, "Thank you for your auspicious words."
Coincidentally, the situation on the chessboard had entered a critical moment of life and death, so the two stopped the topic.
Liu She was indeed in a good mood. Calculating the time, the two deadly letters should have reached their master's hands by now.
After many years of suffocation, he could finally hold his head high. How could he not be happy?
The hatred of killing his wife and son, as long as he was alive, he would take revenge until the end.
No matter the means!
Liu She was not a good person by nature. When Gu Min was alive, she could restrain him, and he was happy to show his kindest side. Now that his beloved wife had passed away for many years, and the enemy who caused her death was still alive and kicking, Liu She had no more restraints, so he simply tore off this layer of disguise.
He planned carefully and waited for the net to be pulled.
Now, the results were beginning to show.
Looking at the pure white snow outside the courtyard, Liu She sighed.
When the bitter cold passed, it was early spring again, and the anniversary of Ah Min's death was approaching.
Liu Huan's life and the dynasty of Dongqing were the best sacrifices.
Liu She smiled gently and sighed, "It's so cold today."
He let out a breath and slightly warmed his stiff and cold hands.
The servants brought the hotpot and barbecue rack, and all kinds of spices and ingredients were placed on the short table.
The hermit said, "Auspicious snow indicates a fruitful year. I hope there will be a big harvest next year."
No matter what happened outside, at least within the borders of Chongzhou, it was still peaceful. The people could look forward to next year's autumn harvest.
"We will."
It was already the middle of winter.
Although this year was a year of great disaster, the New Year was an old tradition.
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