Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

"Cruel? You should have done these cruel things!" Si Gu Jian snorted coldly, "If it were normal times, there would be no need to do this after the rebellion. There would be plenty of time to use gentle means to slowly win these people over."

"But what time is it now?"

"Half a day! We only have half a day!"

"Use this half day to handle everything in a way that no one in the world can find fault with! Then, we will lead our troops to catch up with Prince Heqin and the eldest princess of Northern Qi who are evacuating to Northern Qi, and keep them within the borders of Qing. We will surround them but not kill them, and buy time!"

Fan Xian understood and followed this line of thought, saying, "Delay the time for Northern Qi to send out troops?"

Fan Xian couldn't believe it, and said with a grim expression, "I have the Black Cavalry and the Tiger Guards. Aside from the Dingyuan Army and the Jingdu Garrison Division, which were almost completely wiped out, the troops stationed in other states and prefectures of Qing Kingdom did not suffer much damage! Can't we resist the Northern Qi army with this force?"

"Even if not, what about Dongyi City? Senior, will you watch Qing fall and be annexed by Northern Qi? "

Silence. The fighting continued, and Si Gu Jian remained silent.

The soldiers of Dongyi City seemed to be venting their emotions and hatred. Every sword strike was ruthless and every gun shot was deadly. However, the surrendered soldiers sent by Ye Chong to die had no fighting spirit. Some of them even had the idea of ​​deserting the battlefield.

What greeted them was the ruthless blade of the law enforcement guards in the rear!

"Will the Second Prince Li Chengze be willing to cooperate with you and fight the enemy together?"

The sudden response drowned out the sound of fighting, and even Fan Xian was stunned.

At this moment, he and Li Chengze, two people who look very similar, both want to kill each other. Cooperate? Perhaps for the sake of the soldiers and the people, Fan Xian can put aside his grudges and cooperate, but he knows Li Chengze.

Although Li Chengze appears to be gentle and friendly, and respectful to others, he is actually an extremely cold-blooded and suspicious person, just like Emperor Qing.

When his biological mother, Concubine Shu, was still in the hands of the crown prince, he launched a siege and rebellion without hesitation. This shows his prowess!

Cooperate with Fan Xian?

Maybe if Fan Xian dies, the power in his hands can be properly utilized by Li Chengze, but does this count as cooperation?

Fan Xian was silent for a long time, but Si Gu Jian sighed and said slowly: "Dongyi City is not ready yet."

Dongyi City has never been ready, and perhaps it will never be ready.

Dongyi City is too small, only the size of a road in Qing State. It has been able to hold out for so many years, all thanks to Si Gu Jian and Jian Lu. But Li An is not even 30 years old! The only deterrent in Dongyi City cannot scare the troops of Northern Qi.

"Don't consider other vassal states. Over the years, they have been weakened to the limit by Emperor Qing. It takes time to contact the Western Hu and make deployments. The juncture must be clever and the timing must be perfect."

Si Gu Jian turned his head and stopped paying attention to the battlefield. He stared at the empty space on Fan Xian's left for a long time: "Your injuries are very serious, and even your martial arts skills have regressed a lot. Although it is not to the point of being broken, it is almost there. After you finish the things in front of you, follow me back to Dongyi City. Don't practice Tyrannical Qi anymore, at least don't practice it before you have practiced the Nameless Sword Technique to a certain level."

"I will contact Uncle Wu Zhu as soon as possible."

Fan Xian lowered his head and looked very heavy, and Si Gu Jian could not see his expression.

"But there is one thing I hope you can know. If I go back to Dongyi City with you, I will not be able to bring the Black Cavalry with me except the Tiger Guards."

This was what Si Gu Jian had neglected. After pondering for a moment, he offered a compromise, "We will station troops at the border between the two countries. I don't think the Second Prince will be able to control the entire Qing Kingdom in such a short time."

When he was able to control the entire Qing Kingdom, the Black Cavalry set off.

That was the time to encircle Northern Qi.

The battlefield was slowly coming to an end, and no more soldiers were pouring out from under the towering city walls.

The team used for supervising the battle and surveillance slowly retreated and gradually disappeared from sight. Si Gu Jian looked up, exchanged a glance with Ye Chong on the city wall, then turned his horse's head and went to the rear with Fan Xian.

"What are you going to do with this prince?"

The sword never left his hand, so if he wanted to do something, Si Gu Jian would not find it troublesome.

"The late emperor probably wouldn't want to see his son die."

The two men walked past Li Chengqian, who was in a dead silence, and led the troops, which had suffered hundreds of casualties, slowly away in one direction.

When Si Gu Jian finished all this and disappeared at the gate of Kyoto, Ye Chong never did what he wanted to do. Until the last moment, he kept suppressing himself.

Ye Wan is dead, Ye Liuyun is dead.

Died in Datong Mountain.

The pillar of the Ye family has also fallen. He doesn't know whether he should blame Si Gu Jian or point the finger at Emperor Qing.

The Ye family is loyal.

But the glory may no longer exist after this!

But Ye Zhong was unwilling to give up. He chose the second prince and now he sees hope.

He cannot have the slightest emotion, and everything must be based on the family first.

"Somebody come!"

"Report the situation here to His Highness!"

Soon, the city gates opened, and countless soldiers poured out and began to clean up the battlefield.

Those who dug pits dug pits, those who held corpses held corpses, and when the sun began to slowly slant, they cleaned up the devastation. If it weren't for the bloody smell in the air that was blown by the breeze but never dissipated, it would be difficult for people to notice that a small war had taken place here in the morning.

The Second Prince understood Si Gu Jian's thoughts. He was not as unfathomable as Emperor Qing, so it was not difficult for him to guess his motives.

And Si Gu Jian can also understand his difficulties. This is a tacit understanding and also the quality that a person in a high position should have.

Things went smoothly, and the Second Prince did not disappoint others. In the afternoon, half of the forces of Kyoto were dispatched to pursue Prince Li Chengzong, and the provincial army would also cooperate, but at this time the closest ones were the troops from Kyoto. They were more elite and more stable.

It was already evening a day and a half later when these two armies representing different forces set out one after the other and caught up with the escaping Prince Heqin's group at the same time.

If there were no families in the team, Li Chengzong might have been able to go faster and further.

In the team, there are Ning Cairen, Prince Heqin, Princess Beiqi, and Ku He. But there is no sign of Li Ang.

But no one panicked at this time.

Li Chengzong could tell from the enemy's formation that these people were here to hold him back.

After nearly two days of forced marching, neither they nor the enemy had an easy time. They had wanted to reach the border before the armies of various states could react, so that the troops from the Northern Qi border would come to their rescue. However, things cannot always go as they wish.

If you want to speed, you can't reach it.

Apart from leaving behind a thousand soldiers to guard the place, he ordered the others to stay put and rest.

As night fell, people on both sides remained silent and did not harm each other. No one knew what they were waiting for.

Several people were sitting in Ku He's tent.

At this time, the old grandmaster was still seriously injured and although his deterrent power was still there, it was unrealistic for him to take action.

Several people were eating the food in their hands silently, they were waiting.

Wait for a signal.

Waiting for an opportunity to break through.

Chapter 365: Make choices for others.

It only took three days, in fact, just one day, and the outcome between the Second Prince and the Crown Prince was decided.

People don't know if this is the final outcome.

But all the officials of Qing State have silently taken sides. Except for some diehards who are still looking forward to changes and reversals, everyone else has given their answers through their actions.

This was the first rebellion in broad daylight since the founding of the Qing Kingdom, and it ended in a miserable failure.

Why do you think so?

At the beginning, this rebellion involved the two military leaders, the Qin family and the Ye family, and the rebellion against Emperor Qing that brought together two princes and the eldest princess was a failure.

Even the object of rebellion did not come back, isn’t this considered a failure?

The only one who could be considered successful was Fan Xian. After all, he succeeded in killing the king, but he became the biggest loser.

The water has calmed down and there are no more waves.

Even including the captured Crown Prince Li Chengqian, everyone was nervously waiting for the subsequent changes in Kyoto.

Soon, news that surprised everyone spread from inside Kyoto City - Princess Li Yunrui was dead!

When the experienced coroner who had inspected many scenes and corpses arrived at the Royal Courtyard, he could not even give a specific cause of death. This was because the Princess had multiple wounds all over her body, which showed signs of poisoning. For a moment, when the Second Prince, now His Majesty, asked him about it, the experienced coroner could not even give a definite answer.

"You go down first."

As the new king of Qing Kingdom, Li Chengze looked a little gloomy. He waved his hand sadly and fell silent into thought.

The lights in the palace were bright as if it were daytime.

Although there were many people, no one spoke at this moment, and the silence was somewhat sacred.

“Your Majesty, the troops on the front line that are besieging the rebels and the prince have sent back news.” Ye Zhong spoke in a rough voice, as if he could not understand the atmosphere in the field.

"Oh?"

Li Chengze straightened up with his hand on his cheek. His tone was frivolous, but at least his upright posture made people know that his attitude was a little more serious. "What did you write?"

There was no battle report, it seemed like a verbal message.

Ye Zhong did not take out the letter, but just said: "Prince He's troops only advance two hours a day. The besieging generals harass them from time to time. If there is a chance, they will attack and test, but because Ku He has appeared twice, they dare not use their full strength."

"Oh, is Si Gu Jian here?"

"Although he has not shown up, I think he should be in the team. The one leading the Dongyi City army now is an unknown general."

Li Chengze didn't even think about it, and sneered: "Since Si Gu Jian is here, why don't you attack?"

This statement is not only embarrassing, but also a way to vent emotions.

Si Gu Jian was the Si Gu Jian of Dongyi City, not a dog of the new ruler whose power was not even particularly stable. What the other party wanted to do would not be completely in accordance with his ideas.

Ye Zhong, who understood this, bowed but did not even respond.

Perhaps it was the change in his identity that made this formerly gentle young man less interesting and talkative.

He stood up, brushed his sleeves, and paced in front of the dragon throne, muttering, "It doesn't feel that good to sit in this position."

is not that right?

The soldiers did not dare to fight for their lives, the civil officials pretended to obey but secretly disobeyed, and even the eldest princess, whom he had already spared, was put to death by outsiders and died in the royal villa.

The most infuriating and ridiculous thing is that we can’t even determine the cause of death!

ridiculous!

How ridiculous!

Looking at the emperor who was in rage, the people in the room lowered their heads even more, and even their breathing became much lighter, as if they sensed a little bit of the special scent of the late emperor when he was still alive on Li Chengze.

"go!"

"Let's go to the Royal Villa to see it. It can be regarded as a final farewell to my aunt and a last look at her!"

The ministers and eunuchs were anxious, scrambling to get the first word and shouting, "Your Majesty, think twice!"

"Your Majesty, a tragedy has just occurred in the Royal Courtyard. It is extremely dangerous. Our ancestors once said that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall."

"General Ye, please also persuade His Majesty!"

Ye Chong just followed behind Li Chengze without saying a word.

Li Chengze felt tired. It's not like he hadn't thought about what life was like during the reign of Emperor Qing. Although those old ministers were slick, they were always steady in their work. Fan Jian, Chen Pingping, the ministers of various ministries, Gong Dian, the clan leaders of various tribes. Even Mei Zhili who was killed by bandits were all talents who could be used!

What about now?

These old men have not shown up one by one, but some newcomers have shown up in the court, but they are all frivolous.

After all, my foundation is a little shallow. Unlike the Prince's Eastern Palace, there has long been a team that has been directly or indirectly cultivated by Emperor Qing. It seems that they were all killed this morning, right?

Pity.

Although his staff were capable, they were too few in number and lacked training.

Just let yourself be tired now!

"Get out of the palace!"

Everyone in the hall stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, they looked at each other and quickly followed Li Chengze's steps and rushed away.

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Li Yunrui is a complex but unchangeable person. Her life is wonderful and her character is three-dimensional.

But her motives are not sufficient, at least they are not understandable or sympathetic.

It is precisely because of this that no one pities her, no one understands her, and no one helps her.

How glorious she was when she cherished the past, now it seems so desolate.