A lowly soldier becomes king, I slaughter my way through the late Tang Dynasty!

In Su Meiwan's confused and puzzled gaze.

Li Rui took out a file and read it aloud.

"Su Ping was a Jinshi (successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) in the sixth year of Zhenming of the Later Liang Dynasty. He ranked seventh in the Mingjing (classical examination) and was appointed as the military advisor of Xuanyi Army."

In the second year of the Longde era of the Later Liang Dynasty, he was transferred to the position of Chief Secretary of the Xuanyi Army. In the first year of the Tongguang era of the Later Tang Dynasty, he was reassigned as the Observation Judge of the Tianping Army.

In the third year of the Changxing era of the Later Tang Dynasty, he was promoted to magistrate of Songcheng County. In the first year of the Qingtai era of the Later Tang Dynasty, he was appointed judge of the Lulong military governorship.

Read this far.

Su Meiwan couldn't help but turn her head away, her lips unconsciously pursed, her delicate hands gripping the hem of her dress tightly.

Li Rui glanced at her and sighed.

Su Ping is Su Meiwan's father.

In the first year of the Qingtai era of the Later Tang Dynasty, he was transferred to Lulong Army.

It was this transfer order that brought him to the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, which were about to fall to the Khitan.

The seeds of tragedy were sown at this moment.

"In the second year of Tianfu of the Great Jin Dynasty, the court authorized him to govern Jizhou. In the same year, he was officially appointed as the governor of Jizhou."

In the third year of Tianfu, the imperial court formally ceded Yan and Yun. Su Ping, the governor of Jizhou, refused to comply and raised troops in resistance, but was defeated...

The words "was killed" were not pronounced.

Su Meiwan suddenly interrupted sharply!

"Enough! What exactly are you trying to say?"

Li Rui remained silent and put away the case file.

"I deeply admire your father for upholding integrity for the country."

Su Meiwan let out a cold laugh.

"What 'loyalty to the country'? It's all bullshit! He just died and thought he'd made a name for himself in history."

Little did they know that no one in the Central Plains court cared about this!

In the end, only a widow and her young daughter were left behind, forced to leave their homeland, endure the cold stares of others, and struggle to survive!

The voice just fell.

Li Rui's expression instantly turned serious, and he said solemnly.

"No, someone cares!"

Su Meiwan was taken aback, her eyes trembling slightly.

Li Rui took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"At least, I care! The imperial court is shameless, selling off land and ceding territory to appease foreign tribes, bringing shame upon the world!"

But it is precisely because of upright Han Chinese like your father that he refused to serve the enemy, fought to the death, and upheld the dignity of the Han people!

Only then did all Han people realize that we are the true masters of this land!

Sooner or later, we will drive out the Khitans and restore the Yan and Yun regions!

Su Meiwan stared blankly at Li Rui.

A layer of mist unconsciously formed in those eyes that looked at everyone with deep affection.

So many years have passed...

This was the first time she had heard someone describe her father in this way.

She was only twelve years old when her father was killed.

Seeing her father's head hanging under the city wall was too cruel for a twelve-year-old girl.

From that time on, everyone around her could sum up their evaluation of her father in eight words.

Foolish loyalty and overestimating one's abilities!

Even her mother cursed her dead husband all day long!

The fall of Yanyun was caused by the emperor of Jin. What does it have to do with them?

As long as you choose to surrender, your official position will remain the same, and your life will remain the same.

It's just that the sky above our heads has changed!

What's the difference?

But Su Meiwan remembered it clearly.

On the eve of her rebellion, when her father entrusted her and her mother to a friend, he said something.

"I'd rather be a Han Chinese ghost than a Khitan subject!"

Su Meiwan didn't understand when she was young, and she still doesn't understand now that she's grown up.

Until this point.

Upon meeting Li Rui, I heard his sincere words.

For a fleeting moment, Su Meiwan suddenly felt a little more understanding of her father's choice.

However, she still couldn't forgive him.

After all these years, she and her mother had lived a life of hardship, relying on others for survival.

It's gotten even worse now!

Her mother was imprisoned by the Khitans as a hostage.

He forced her to come to Dingzhou, where she offered herself to Li Rui, and then plotted to assassinate him!

The root of all this, isn't it from the father who upheld his loyalty to the country?

however.

Just as her mood turned gloomy again.

Li Rui sighed deeply and recited a poem.

"The flower does not bloom among a hundred flowers, but stands alone by the sparse fence, its charm never ends."

"I'd rather die fragrant on the branch than be blown away by the north wind."

This poem is called "Chrysanthemums in Winter," and it was originally written by Zheng Sixiao, a poet from the late Southern Song Dynasty.

However, this phrase is perfectly suited to Su Ping at this moment.

Su Meiwan sat blankly on the edge of the bed, her eyes filled with emotion.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she murmured involuntarily.

"I'd rather die fragrant on the branch than be blown away by the north wind..."

It would rather wither and die on the branch than let its petals fall to the ground; it has never been blown away by the north wind.

When chrysanthemums wither, their petals do not fall.

Su Ping is like a chrysanthemum in the cold winter.

In the fierce winds of the northern Khitan, they would rather die than kneel!

Upon hearing the poem, Su Meiwan's peach blossom eyes were filled with a layer of mist.

Finally, it couldn't be stopped any longer.

Two lines of bitter tears fell in succession.

Once the tears fell, they flowed like a burst dam, unstoppable.

In just a short while.

Su Meiwan buried her head and wept bitterly!

The cries were heart-wrenching, causing those who heard them to grieve and weep.

It seems she wanted to recount all the insults her father had suffered and the hardships she had endured over the years.

I cried it all out, tears streaming down my face!

Li Rui remained frozen in place, still in the posture of reciting poetry.

This……

Why are you crying so miserably?

Can a poem really be that devastating?

Li Rui could understand that Su Meiwan needed to release the grievances in her heart.

The key point is, now is not the right time to cry so loudly!

He visited late at night and found himself alone in a room with Su Meiwan, a man and a woman.

As a result, Su Meiwan cried her heart out!

What if someone hears this?

Li Rui quickly replied.

"Stop! Stop! Don't let anyone hear!"

Su Meiwan stared with her watery eyes, her sobs tinged with a hint of resentment.

"You're the one who made me like this! Why can't I even cry?"

Li Rui was about to speak.

Suddenly, a guard came from the doorway asking a question.

"General, is there anything urgent?"

Li Rui dismissed her with a few words, knowing that if Su Meiwan continued to cry like this, it would definitely attract the Khitan delegation as well!

Li Rui gritted his teeth and said.

"If you cry again, I'm leaving. As for saving your mother and letting your family live freely, I won't say anything more."

Upon hearing this...

Su Meiwan's crying stopped abruptly!

She suddenly looked up, her face streaked with tears, making her appear incredibly pitiful.

Are you serious?

Li Rui was helpless.

"Of course it's true, that's why I came here so late at night."

Su Meiwan bit her lip and glared at him.

"Why don't you just tell me the truth? Do you have to make me cry?"

Li Rui was speechless.

I originally planned to start by building rapport and laying the groundwork.

Unexpectedly, Su Meiwan's tolerance was so sensitive and unbearable!

Foreplay turned into the ultimate move!

The slightest touch brings tears to my eyes.

"Well, let me explain in detail."

……

After a thorough yet simple exchange.

Upon hearing Li Rui's plan, Su Meiwan's heart raced.

"Is it really feasible?"

Li Rui confirmed.

"At least 80% sure."

Su Meiwan gritted her teeth, her mind racing with calculations.

If things really go as Li Rui planned, she wouldn't have to worry about her mother's safety.

Moreover, she was able to break free from the control of the Khitans and live a free life in Boling County.

She had no reason to refuse, both emotionally and logically.

But the plan was too audacious, and the hidden risks were far beyond what she could bear.

After a moment's thought.

Perhaps it was Li Rui's previous heartfelt actions that had an effect.

Su Meiwan lightly bit her red lips, and two alluring blushes rose on her cheeks.

I believe you.

Li Rui was overjoyed!

Before he could speak, Su Meiwan kicked off her shoes and socks and lay flat on the bed.

Under Li Rui's astonished gaze.

This bewitching beauty, comparable to the reincarnation of Su Daji, closed her eyes and softly murmured.

"Come on, be gentle."