The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 670 Chaos

Wei Zhao's words were like a bolt from the blue, and all the soldiers came to their senses. Now there was no way to retreat.

Follow the general to capture the king, then surrender to Qin, and the war will be over. Even if there is not much benefit, there will be no harm and no risk.

But if you follow the king, the risks will be extremely high.

As for wealth and honor, the State of Wei was about to be destroyed, so how could there be any wealth and honor?

It would be foolish to take risks for wealth that is impossible to obtain.

Besides, it’s not worth it to go against the will of heaven for this tyrant.

The King of Qin has a destiny, and if he goes against it he will be punished by heaven. The earthquake in Zhao has spread to Wei, which is really scary.

Seeing that his confused mind had been calmed down, Wei Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

King Wei Jingmin wanted to say something else, but Wei Zhao did not give him a chance. He glanced coldly at his trusted aides and winked at them secretly.

The confidants understood what he meant and rushed forward like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. They tied up King Jingmin of Wei and placed the sharp sword on his neck with a flash of cold light.

King Jingmin of Wei looked at Wei Zhao's murderous eyes and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. His lips trembled slightly and his face was as pale as paper.

He doesn't want to die.

Under the real threat of death, he couldn't get hard at all.

Afterwards, Wei Zhao did not dare to delay and hurriedly took his men to support Wei Yong who was still fighting hard.

The palace was in chaos at this time, with shouts of killing and the sounds of weapons clashing intertwined.

However, after King Jingmin of Wei was forced to order his people to lay down their arms, the situation was gradually brought under control.

Soon, Wei Zhao and Wei Yong joined forces. They planned to take the king to the city gate, open the city gate and surrender with the king as a hostage. In this way, the situation would be settled.

When they reached the palace gate, they suddenly found an old man leading more than 2,000 elite soldiers to block their way.

It was the Right Prime Minister Wei Zi.

Wei Zi was thin, wearing a black brocade robe and a tall crown on his head. Although he was old, his eyes were still as sharp as an eagle.

The moment he saw the chaos in the city, he immediately realized that there was a civil strife in the city, and the person who could cause such an uproar must be an important figure.

But he still never expected that it would be the left prime minister Wei Yong and the general Wei Zhao, who always showed themselves to be loyal ministers!
These two people have already held the highest positions and have been loyal for many years. They are also relatives of the Wei family. Even if they are distant or close, they are still one family. Now they have rebelled and surrendered to Qin, doing such a treasonous thing!
Wei Zi looked calm, his eyes slowly swept over Wei Yong and Wei Zhao, and said in a steady voice: "No matter how I think about it, I can't imagine it would be you two."

After that, he nodded slightly, as if to confirm his own judgment, and then continued: "But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Father and daughter are connected by heart, and family is family after all. Even if we say we are severing our relationship, how can we easily sever this innate blood connection?"

He turned his head slightly and looked at Wei Zhao, "Wei Zhao, I can understand Wei Yong's behavior, but why did you do this?"

Wei Zhao's face was stern, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said coldly: "The king has taken the initiative to negotiate with the Qin people, and is thinking about how to sell my Great Wei for a good price. Why can't I, Wei Zhao, do the same thing?"

Wei Zi, who had remained calm and composed the whole time, seemed to be struck by thunder when he heard these words. His face turned pale instantly and he felt a strong dizziness rushing to his head. His body shook involuntarily and he almost lost his balance.

He quickly closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. His chest heaved violently before he came to his senses.

Wei Zhao's words also caused a commotion among the soldiers behind Wei Zi.

"Silence!" Wei Zi raised his hand to suppress the soldiers' commotion. With just one order from Wei Zi, the commotion stopped.

Then, he looked straight at King Wei Jingmin and asked in a soft but trembling voice, "Your Majesty, is what Wei Zhao said true or false?"

King Jingmin of Wei opened his lips slightly and wanted to explain, but found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Wei Zhao sneered and said, "Why doesn't the king say anything? Oh - I guess you don't want to deceive your uncle, but you can't tell the truth!"

Wei Zi seemed to have not heard Wei Zhao's words at all and kept staring at King Wei Jingmin.

King Jingmin of Wei felt even more ashamed, Wei Zhao was right.

At this point, forcing an excuse would only make him lose face. But how could he tell the truth in front of his uncle and the prime minister, who had always supported him the most, after he had become a prisoner?
He lowered his head helplessly, looked away, his lips tightly closed, and said nothing.

When Wei Zi saw this, he knew in his heart that all this was true.

Wei Zi suddenly felt sad. Qin was strong and Wei was weak. If they were really in dire straits, selling out the country for survival could be justified.

But in order to get a good price, the king did not hesitate to use the lives of so many people as bargaining chips, and pretended to be determined not to surrender but to die.

Now that he has been exposed and has become a prisoner of his subjects, how ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous!
God is right. Such a tyrant will destroy the country. Seeing Wei Zi standing there in a daze, Wei Yong sighed, his face full of sorrow, and said slowly: "Prime Minister, this is not what I want to see."

"You are right. Our bloodline is inseparable, but my loyalty to the Wei Dynasty is also unquestionable! The sun and the moon can testify to this!"

"I am a member of the Wei clan. I have been in the court of the Wei clan for more than 40 years! The Wei clan is my home!"

"I have made contributions to the Great Wei! I have shed blood for the Great Wei! I have devoted my entire life to the Great Wei!"

"After I learned about the king's actions, I felt so heartbroken that I wished I could just die."

"I only regret that I am still alive today. Why didn't I follow the late king back then?"

"Why do you want me to watch the Great Wei Dynasty go to ruin, and even have to push it all forward with my own hands?"

"But I have no choice. For the sake of the people of this city, and for the millions of soldiers and civilians, I cannot continue to waste time like this."

"If the king is sincere and resolute in his fight against Qin, I will not hesitate. Whether it is the common people or the soldiers, they all deserve to die in order to defend their country. My life is not worth mentioning."

"But, but! But!" When Wei Yong said this, two lines of tears welled up in his eyes and his facial muscles were twisted in extreme grief.

"But the king is just using everyone as bargaining chips. The outcome is already determined. Wei has no future. He wants to use everyone's lives to fulfill his own future!"

"Those who died were all the good men of our Great Wei! In just three days! As many as 20,000 good men were killed or wounded!"

"But the Qin army also suffered heavy casualties. If we completely anger the Qin army, the consequences will be disastrous. The lesson of Yan State is right in front of us!"

Wei Yong gritted his teeth and said, "I can't just watch these good kids die in a meaningless war."

"Prime Minister! Listen, so many orphans and widows, so many old parents are crying. This meaningless war really should not continue!"

Wei Zhao's eyes were already filled with tears, and he said, "Prime Minister, I also thought the same thing. The grief and indignation in my heart are hard to express in words, so I followed the left prime minister to do this."

Wei Zi sighed deeply, his eyes showing helplessness and fatigue, and said: "It has come to this, there is nothing we can do."

"I have only one last request. Do not force the king to surrender. Give the king a little dignity, and also give the Wei Dynasty a little dignity."

"Also leave blood for the royal family of Wei."

"Let the king take the lead and negotiate for surrender."

Wei Yong and Wei Zhao were of course reluctant. Whoever took the lead would get the credit. They had caused such a big fuss today, spent so much effort, and took such a big risk.

Is it just to force King Jingmin of Wei to surrender?
Stop it! What they want is the first merit! What they want is to be crowned as a marquis! What they want is to be given a fief of ten thousand households!

Wei Yong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Prime Minister, it's not that I don't want to, but we just don't trust the king anymore."

"Prime Minister, please get out of the way. I swear to heaven that we will never harm the king and will definitely keep him safe."

"I can also assure the Prime Minister that I will do my best to ensure the king's safety and wealth in the future! At worst, I will risk my dignity to ask my daughter for help. With the benevolence of the King of Qin, the king will surely have no worries about wealth and honor."

Wei Zi seemed not to have heard Wei Yong's words, and continued to talk to himself: "Since ancient times, traitors and traitors have never had a good end, and regicides have an even worse end."

"The King of Qin was kind and benevolent. The King of Yan State buried Ju Xin again and carved a stele for him. It is certain that the King of Qin liked loyal ministers and righteous men."

Wei Yong narrowed his eyes, not knowing why Wei Zi said this.

He and Wei Zhao looked at each other, and both had an ominous premonition.

"You can take the king hostage and surrender. Yes, you can make great achievements."

"But if the king dies in your hands now, I believe your future will not be very good."

Wei Yong laughed dryly twice, with a hint of embarrassment in his laughter, and said: "Haha, Prime Minister, how could we possibly hurt the king?"

"I can." Wei Zi stared at Wei Yong with sharp eyes and spoke these words word by word.

"I have more than 2,400 men under my command, all of whom are my old subordinates and my confidants. You have more people, so I cannot defeat you. However, in the chaos of battle, you cannot protect the king."

"Besides, I have so many men under my command that it won't be a problem for me to hold you off for an hour or two. The soldiers who are here to support the king will arrive one after another. If the king refuses to defend the city, you will be buried with the king."

When Wei Yong and Wei Zhao heard this, their faces instantly turned extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)