1017: It's Better to Surrender (4)

The genius remembers the address of this site in a second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No advertisements! The confidant of the right prime minister in northern Xinjiang?

Jiang Pengji changed her mind, and said, "Sneaked down the city wall in the middle of the night... It seems that this right-hand man is very knowledgeable."

"He who understands current affairs is a hero." Wei Ci said.

"Whether it's Junjie or not, I have the final say." Jiang Pengji's eyes flashed a coldness, she smiled, "I'll go and see this guy."

Jiang Pengji sat at the head, and the candles in the tent were lit, barely illuminating most of the space.

There was a person kneeling below, almost sticking his upper body to the ground, Jiang Pengji curled his lips at the sight of trembling.

"I don't want to know your name, you just need to tell me why you're here." Jiang Pengji pulled the chair aside and leaned on half of her body, looking lazy and sleepy, "It's getting dark now , if you sleep too late, it is not conducive to health preservation."

The man choked, his expression twisted slightly.

He said, "I am the confidant of the right minister Su Haza, and I surrender to you today by the order of the right minister Su Haza."

"Surrender?" Jiang Pengji sneered, and she said, "Although I don't know who Suhasa is, but since he bears the name of the right minister, he must be one of the top dignitaries in northern Xinjiang. I have a question, your family is the right minister. The salary of the northern Xinjiang imperial court for so many years, now that northern Xinjiang is facing a catastrophe, if the right minister says betrayal, he will betray, if he says surrender, he will surrender-this-it is inevitable that there is some doubt-"

The man said, "Your Prime Minister said that there is a saying in the Central Plains that is widely circulated - a good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a virtuous minister chooses a master to do things - the tyranny of the kings of northern Xinjiang is so harsh that the people are not able to live. Lord—the right minister can’t bear to help the tyrant—”

Jiang Pengji smiled, and praised, "Your family has a lot of research on Han culture, and you speak well."

The man was overjoyed, and quickly said, "Liuzhou Mu praised it."

Jiang Pengji changed her posture, trying to make herself more comfortable.

"It's not impossible to surrender. But how do I know that your right-hand man is sincere?" Jiang Pengji sneered, and said mercilessly, "Not long ago, Beijiang ordered a tribe to pretend to surrender. The counselors have sharp eyesight and see through Beijiang's conspiracy, maybe I will be the one who returns after a big defeat. If you want to surrender, you can, but you have to show some sincerity."

If there is no sincerity, can it still be regarded as "surrender"?

The man was overjoyed, and quickly took out a tightly wrapped piece of parchment from his skirt.

"This is the topographic map of the interior of the royal city, and it is now dedicated to Liuzhou Mu." The man showed joy, and he said, "The right minister is fully prepared. As long as you accept your surrender, the right minister will cooperate with you from the inside out and take the opportunity to open it." The gate of the royal city welcomes the army to enter the city."

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows, and said to the man, "Really?"

"It's true!"

At the same time, Prime Minister Right is anxiously waiting for news at home, like ants on a hot pot.

The confidant went out for two hours, why hasn't the news come back?

"Right Prime Minister, who are you waiting for?"

Footsteps came from outside the tent, dense torches were lit, and a familiar voice hit the eardrums.

Su Hasa, the prime minister on the right, was terrified, and quickly turned his head to look. The person who came was actually the third prince with a haggard look, and there were many people behind him.

Thinking back to the question asked by the third prince, he was horrified, and quickly said, "Your Highness, the old minister didn't wait for anyone."

The third prince sat on the top with a golden knife, with a sinister smile on his mouth, staring at the right minister as if he was looking at a dead person.

"No one waiting?" The third prince said pointedly, "Gu was patrolling the streets just now, and caught a confidant who claimed to be the right minister. This person still had a topographic map of the royal city hidden on him. Gu Xin was shocked, and the right faced Beijiang Loyal and loyal, how could he do such a thing as defecting to the enemy? Gu was too angry, so he was tortured severely, and the man didn't live up to it, and died—in order not to damage the right minister's reputation, Gu brought someone here Ask. If that person framed him, Gu can justify the name of the right minister, lest someone use this to attack the right minister—”

After the third prince finished speaking, Prime Minister Right's plump body couldn't help trembling slightly,

There was sticky sweat all over the front and back.

He resolutely said, "The slave is a man of northern Xinjiang, and he is a ghost of northern Xinjiang when he dies. He is loyal and loyal, and the heavens can see it. The confidant with the topographic map of the royal city must be someone who is jealous of the slave and deliberately framed him. His Highness is wise and wise. Will not be deceived by villains."

The corners of the third prince's lips twitched slightly, and he said, "The Prime Minister on the right is also an old man of two dynasties, you are the right-hand man of the father, so I can trust you."

You Lian nodded repeatedly, fully explaining what it means to be "slavery", which made the third prince sneer in his heart.

This old man--

The third prince was sure, and continued, "Although the right minister has been slandered by others, the right minister is not completely innocent. In the future, he must restrain his servants and stop letting people take advantage of his loopholes. Gu has already killed that confidant, and another person will be sent to bring him back." Use this topographic map to meet the willow thief."

Prime Minister on the right opened his eyes wide in astonishment, as if he didn't understand what the third prince said.

"See if you can see—" the third prince said with a volume that only two people can hear, "Whether it is success or failure, it depends on today."

As long as Jiang Pengji died—no, even if it was only a serious injury, Bei Jiang could take the opportunity to recover.

The Prime Minister's mouth was astringent, and he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, he looked at the third prince with awe and fear.

The third prince left the Right Prime Minister's mansion, but his expression did not relax, but was so dignified that water dripped out.

The sixth prince is the acting king, but he is a waste and has no ability to suppress the officials.

The hearts of the ruling and opposition parties are fluctuating, and many people have already had the idea of ​​surrendering, and there will be actions in a day or two.

The third prince simply took people to sit on the sidelines and waited for the rabbit, and he caught quite a few.

"Master—is Beijiang really exhausted?" The third prince felt unwilling, "Students don't believe—"

Because he was not reconciled, he used the trick of Li Daitao to send his confidant to pretend to be the confidant of the right minister, and took the opportunity to assassinate Liu Xi.

If it succeeds, once the willow thief dies, the enemy army will surely retreat, and there is still room for counterattack in northern Xinjiang.

If it doesn't work—hehehe, the willow thief will learn a lot of wisdom, let's see if she dares to accept the nobles who surrendered in Beijiang?

Maybe they were beheaded as soon as the envoys went over to express their intentions.

Hehehe——

These noble and important ministers have enjoyed the benefits given by the royal family, and now that disaster is imminent, do they want to fly solo?

Think beautifully——

If the northern border is exhausted and the imperial court is doomed, these people will be buried with the imperial family!

Crazy thoughts occupied his brain, the third prince looked calm on the surface, but he was already crazy in his heart.

Outside Wangcheng, Jiang Pengji camped.

"If the things you offer up are true, you will definitely reward your family's right minister—"

Jiang Pengji tapped the table in front of her, and the man bowed forward, holding the topographic map of the royal city in both hands.

That person was less than five steps away from Jiang Pengji, she asked quickly, "By the way, your family's right minister is so knowledgeable, then he has heard a word from the Han family..."

"What word?"

"Picture! Poor! Dagger! See you!"