Chapter 393: Just finish singing and I will appear
After finishing speaking, Wang Zhidao raised his head and stared at Wu Nian's face, observing the changes in Wu Nian's expression.
[After Emperor Yan] This is of course nonsense.
The Mongolian and Yuan people have no historical materials of their own at all, and some are just some scraps. Scattered records are recorded in the history books of Goguryeo and the history books of the Han people.
But it doesn’t matter, there is a very useful method in this world, fraud.
Just like an ambitious person who wants to become king, he will suddenly dig up an ancient seal and declare to the outside world that this is destiny.
So he took advantage of the situation and became king.
In order to seize control of the Central Plains and secure their power for a long time, the Meng Yuan people tried every means to increase their halo.
This historical data.
When spring was about to begin this year, some Mongolian and Yuan nobles dug up a large ancient tomb and took out the incomplete bamboo slips from the tomb. The writing on them was very clear.
Meng Yuan was the descendant of Yan Emperor Shennong, and he traveled all the way to live in the north.
Even the genealogical inheritance is very clear.
A smart person will know that this thing is fake at a glance, but if it is fake over time, it will become true. And if it is placed on Wu Nian, it can also resolve Wu Nian's so-called Yan Han.
Didn't you expect that?
We are not barbarians, we are from the same clan. You don't need to exclude us, because we are good brothers.
Wang Zhidao's idea was good, and so were the ideas of the Mongolian and Yuan court.
But it had the opposite effect.
Wu Nian's face turned expressionless, and words could no longer describe the anger in his heart. Yan Han had a sacredness in his heart.
He doesn't believe in Buddhism, God, and certainly not ghosts.
Only respect the ancestors.
This is faith, this is spirit.
If the Han people have no ancestors, are they still Han people? They are just a body that has lost its soul.
so.
During this battle, he sacrificed sacrifices to Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang. This gave the soldiers and civilians the courage to risk their lives, defeated Jin Huanshan, and finally won the victory.
And now.
This guy in front of me is telling lies with his eyes open and actually blaspheming the Yan Emperor Shennong clan?
With a "bump", Wu Nian pushed hard with his right hand and overturned the coffee table to the ground. Then he pulled out the steel knife from his waist, stood up and walked towards Wang Zhidao, placing the steel knife on his neck.
"Ta-ta-ta!!!!"
When the soldiers guarding outside the hall heard the noise, they thought someone had assassinated their general, so they trotted in quickly, pulled out the steel knives from their waists, and pointed at Wang Zhidao.
Being an envoy is a high-risk profession, and he is also an envoy from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty who visited Beishan Fort. Since Wang Zhidao chose to come, he was naturally mentally prepared, and he was not afraid of death.
But he was very sorry, knowing that his mission this time was over. Wu Nian couldn't get enough money at all, he couldn't get a high official with a generous salary, and he couldn't be crowned a king.
Wealth is not needed, beauty is not needed.
Even after the Meng Yuan people called themselves [Emperor Yan], he didn't accept it.
There is no other way but to fight hard.
"Huh." Wang Zhidao turned around and looked at the steel knife on his neck. Without changing his expression, he raised his head and said to Wu Nian: "General Wu, why do you have to cut off the road? As the saying goes, there are many
My friend, there are many ways. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should think about your family, right?”
"Unfortunately. I like Han Xin. I like to fight to the bitter end, and then fight vigorously. The winner takes all, and the loser's whole family dies together."
Wu Nian smiled coldly and moved the blade to Wang Zhidao's neck, soon leaving a red line on his skin.
Wang Zhidao felt a pain in his neck, and then there was warm liquid left behind. However, he remained calm and said, "Then just kill me, general."
"But general, please bury me in peace and don't hang my head on the city gate."
But Wu Nian took back the steel knife in his hand and said calmly: "No. Killing you has no meaning. On the contrary, it seems that I, Wu Nian, have no sense of measure."
"Go back and tell your emperor not to do these things anymore. Come and have a good fight with me. If he doesn't kill me, I will kill him."
"Sooner or later, I will raise one hundred thousand troops and invade your capital."
"see a visitor out."
Wu Nian raised his head and looked at a tall soldier beside him.
"Yes." The tall soldier responded loudly, then looked at Wang Zhidao with murderous eyes, cupped his fists and said, "Please."
Wang Zhidao took a deep look at Wu Nian, stood up slowly, then clasped his fists, and left openly.
The Liaodong Tigers hated the Mongolians.
I learned a lesson today.
Vigor is courage, determination is determination.
But that would be too naive.
It would be easy for you to kill me.
But if you want to raise 100,000 troops to attack the capital of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty and kill our emperor, that is absolutely impossible. The Chu State is so huge and powerful.
Neither can do such a thing.
What's more, you call yourself "General Fu Han" and the governor of Liaodong?
As Wang Zhidao left, one soldier stayed behind and planned to help up the coffee table that Wu Nian had pushed down. The others left with fists in their hands.
Wu Nian waved his hand towards the soldier, then bent down to hold up the coffee table, then sat on the Grand Master's chair and let out a sigh of relief.
This man named Wang Zhidao is really a miracle doctor.
Cured my 800-year-old hypotension.
A mere barbarian dares to claim to be the queen of [Yan Di].
What the hell. I wish I could carry a 100-meter-long sword, soar through the clouds and fog to the capital of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, and then cut the capital in half.
Wu Nian sat on the Taishi chair and remained motionless in this posture. It took him a long time to calm down his high blood pressure, and he stood up calmly and walked towards the door.
Let’s eat step by step.
Build up your strength first, and then fight with the Meng Yuan people with real swords and guns. Don't become fat in one bite.
After leaving the main hall gate, Wu Nian walked along the corridor to the mansion gate. On the way, the officials in General Fu Han's mansion came and went in a hurry, as if they had endless things to do.
But whenever they saw Wu Nian, they would stop and bow before leaving.
Some of the officials Wu Nian knew, some did not. But regardless of whether they knew him or not, Wu Nian would nod in return.
When he arrived at the gate, a group of soldiers had been waiting for him. Wu Nian decided to go back to the Wu Mansion without even thinking about it.
A group of people in front caught Wu Nian's attention.
A group of people who should be the soldiers guarding the city came over surrounded by a very low-key carriage, with some entourage surrounding the carriage.
Wu Nian could tell at a glance that these should be soldiers in the army, and they were a very brave and skillful group of people.
Since they were surrounded by soldiers, these followers must not be soldiers from Beishan Fort.
Could it be the Chu State? Or the soldiers of Goguryeo? In that case, were the envoys of the emperor or the envoys of Goguryeo in the carriage?
That would be interesting.
Good things come in pairs for me, Wu Nian, today.
"General." The soldiers also saw Wu Nian and immediately bent down to salute. The soldiers guarding the carriage raised their heads to look at Wu Nian and this man.
Liaodong tiger.
"Who is in the carriage?" Wu Nian asked.
"General Wu. I am Goguryeo Li Cao Zhenglang. With the king's order, I came to Beishan Fort to pay homage to the general." Without waiting for the soldiers to answer, the people in the carriage identified themselves. Then the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a fair and slender hand.
Chapter completed!