Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 659
"If I knew you were such a person, I should have killed you in Xiyong Prefecture! I wouldn't have led wolves into the house now."

"Oh? So what kind of person does the old prince think I should be, a person who has no desires, no desires, a dedicated, noble and selfless person? What is sublime, and what is noble? I have been thinking about it."

Jiang Fosang paced back and forth, frowning slightly, as if he had really been troubled by this question for a long time.

"If you do whatever you can to achieve a noble goal, is that noble or despicable? If you just sit with your hands up, let the horse ride the wind and rain, let the situation go bad, as long as you don't get a little blood on your hands, is that enough to be innocent and noble?" ?”

King Kunzhu knew that she was eloquent, so he didn't talk to her too much.He raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You will never succeed! I will not let you succeed."

"You could have done it. It's not that you have no choice. You have many choices. For example, don't push Shi Yinqi to the throne and become the monarch yourself; another example is to raise troops to serve the king, punish the demon concubine, and the Qing emperor before I have enough troops... When you come to the city, believe it or not, Shi Yinqi will push me out without hesitation to appease the public anger. The assistants around you, including your adopted son, must have advised you a lot—"

Jiang Fosang has been living under such high pressure since Shi Yinqi came to the throne.

She told Chang Pu that she was certain, but in fact she was not completely sure in her heart.

If King Kunzhu chooses this path, she will suffer a crushing defeat...

A heart is like a bowstring full of bowstrings, which is in urgency all the time.It wasn't until Dongning was taken that the tense nerves relaxed a little.

"It's a pity that you don't dare, don't want, and don't want to. You don't want to be a traitor. You think that kind of behavior is a betrayal of historians."

Jiang Fusang didn't know whether to praise his loyalty or his stupidity, but it was his loyalty and stupidity that made him perfect.

"Seeing that I was in college, you rushed to the doctor in a hurry and pinned your hopes on moving the capital. It's a pity that the person who gave you this idea didn't read the history books carefully—"

King Kunzhu thought of the ballad that was played when the capital was moved, and he was sure that it was done by the people in front of him: "Despicable! Shameless!"

Jiang Fosang was calm and not annoyed by being scolded face to face.

"In November last year, I was assassinated when I returned to the city from Yuncong Bieye. The assassins were all high-powered, and the commander of the inner guard was almost defeated under the group attack. There were also previous assassinations, large and small, and—— Craftsman Yongxi. This trick is more ruthless than an assassination, and it almost broke me. Do you know where the difference is? The difference is that you don't know enough about your precious nephew."

Shi Yinqi suspected that King Kunzhu was having an affair with Nanrong Shi, but he arranged for someone to try to seduce his concubine
Compared to the provocation of occupying the southern kingdom, in Shi Yinqi's view, this is the real provocation.

The great shame and humiliation caused shadows in his heart, and King Kunzhu could only reap the consequences for himself.

Jiang Fusang smiled lowly: "I won't spit on you for being mean, and you don't have to accuse me of being shameless. Winners and losers depend on their abilities."

Seriously speaking, King Kunzhu used rumors to kill people first, and she was just retaliation.

A bit of embarrassment appeared on King Kunzhu's face.

Whether it is rumors or assassination, it is all approved by him.Only the craftsman Yongxi...

Seeing that Dongning Prefecture fell into the hands of Jiang Fosang, he had no choice but to propose moving the capital, but he was imprisoned instead of moving the capital.

The adopted son Shi Huan was in a hurry to act dangerously, intending to deal a fatal blow to the concubine Yao.He only found out after the fact.

It's true that it's not upright, but this is Shi Huan's heart for him. Shi Huan even sacrificed his long-lost brother for this, so he couldn't bear to be harsh.

Thinking of his adoptive son who had tragically died under Shenhuan's sword, King Kunzhu felt as if a knife had broken his heart.

Raising his head, he stared at the person in front of him, "Do you think you can stand firmly if you take away the history of the historian? It's just a thief who steals the country! There is no forgiveness for the crime, and the crime cannot be punished!"

"The historian's country?" Jiang Fosang raised his eyebrows lightly, "The old general is really forgetful. More than four years ago, this land was still named Tu. If the country really had a name and surname, then Zhongzhou should still be Zhou Tian—no, that's how it is said Come on, Emperor Zhou is nothing more than a thief.

"I remember someone once said to me, 'Anyone who is an emperor is a thief'. Let's not go too deep, just talk about the road of being an emperor and being a king. The power of the king changes, and the killing of fathers and brothers is massacred, and those who are in power are common. Among them, there are many sage kings who will be praised by later generations; the change of different surnames in the world is even more like a battle of thousands of miles, isn't that how your historians came about? How better than anyone else.

"You can call me a demon concubine, you can accuse me of stealing the country, but Nanzhou will eventually be mine—the thief who steals the hook, the prince who steals the country, the rules can't be changed by me? The rules can't be changed either." Am I too tall?
"Don't worry, the old prince. If I can get this country and the throne, I will definitely sit still. I will do many things..." Jiang Fosang slowly shook his head and smiled slowly, " It's a pity that you won't see that day."

King Kunzhu's composure finally cracked every inch of it at this moment.

"I want to see Your Majesty, I want to see Your Majesty..." He muttered, struggling with the torture device, and became manic, "I want to see Your Majesty!"

"He won't see you." Jiang Fusang confessed bluntly, shattering his last hope, "Tonight I came here specially to see the old prince for the last time."

King Kunzhu knew that he knew that his death was coming.

Even without Wang Ling, Jiang Fosang appeared at this juncture and talked to him so much, he would never have been allowed to survive tonight.

Since I came to Wangcheng, I didn't plan to go back alive.

He just wanted to see Azhegu for the last time before he died, and told him that he had to get rid of the femme fatale in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Azhegu didn't want to see him at all...

"Poor parents in the world." Jiang Fusang looked at King Kunzhu, who was declining in an instant, "You really treat him like your own son, but is he your son? He could have been."

This sentence, which seemed to be emotional and mocking, pierced King Kunzhu's heart, and he froze in place.

"Actually, I don't want to do that either." Jiang Fusang's face showed sincere regret, "But I think, the old prince should be willing to die at the hands of Shi Yinqi. You two brothers ruined Nan Rong Shi, Nan Rong Shi The child you gave birth took your life, and it is considered a clear way of heaven and clear retribution."

After the words fell, he stroked his palms twice.

Not long after, Wang Neiguan appeared with two palace servants.

Jiang Fosang glanced at the poisoned wine on the lacquer plate, and then at the dejected King Kunzhu.

The best destination for a general is to die in battle. Even if he couldn't, he wouldn't want to die like this.

"Swap the wine for the old prince to carry a knife with him - the king only said to grant death, didn't he decide how to die?"

Wang Neiguan responded with a smile, and brought the knife quickly.

The palace attendant trembled and handed the knife to King Kunzhu.

Jiang Fosang watched King Kunzhu receive the knife and leave the cell with his own eyes.

King Kunzhu stopped her: "Those words! It's really Aizhuo——"

Jiang Fosang turned around and looked at him quietly.

Of course she couldn't tell him.

He just said calmly: "The only person I feel guilty about in the whole thing is Queen Nanrong. Years after her death, she was involved with a man who no longer loves."

After the words fell, he turned his back and left.

King Kunzhu was stunned for a long time, then he looked up to the sky and smiled.

Muddy old tears fell on the blade one by one, and it was already hard to tell whether it was regret, hatred or pain.

He stabbed his neck with a knife and closed his eyes...

The blood splattered on the stone wall, just like Ayedro's favorite kana flower, which bloomed all over the mountain in early summer.

Obviously they had made an appointment to see flowers, but he was late, which made Azhuoyi unhappy and hid.

He anxiously called Aizhuo's name over and over again.

Suddenly looking back, I found that Ayizuo was standing in the flowers not far away and smiling at him, his smile was more radiant than the mountain flowers...

In the secluded and long corridor, Jiang Fosang stood for a long time.

She really didn't want to end up like this.

Putting aside the grievances between King Kunzhu and Nan Rongshi, in terms of personal ability alone, he can make great achievements in war, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the pillar of the country.

If you can use it for yourself...

But Jiang Fosang knew better than anyone else that the standpoint of the two of them was doomed that King Kunzhu would never be used by her.

If he lived a day, he would definitely not let her live a good life.

Since it is life and death, there is nothing to say.

He let out a breath, looked ahead of the black hole, and walked as before, more determined than when he came.

(End of this chapter)