Chapter 1124: Kang Jishou, It Has to Be You (Part 1) [Seeking Monthly Votes]

"Mr. Shen, she is Wu's wife."

Wu Xian stared at Shen Tang with red eyes.

Even if Mi Kui didn't want to write her identity as Wu Xian's concubine on the tombstone, she didn't need Shen Youli, who had nothing to do with her, to help decide her words. He just lost, not died. She was a concubine during her lifetime, but she could be his legal wife after death and buried in the same tomb with him. He didn't care about Shen Tang's arbitrary behavior in other places, but Wu Xian didn't want to give in on this matter.

He took a deep breath and softened his voice.

"In the final analysis, this is Wu's family affair." Mi followed him since she was a teenager, and the two had two sons and two daughters. Since she is gone now, her affairs after death should be handled by him as a husband, including where she is buried and what words are engraved on the tombstone!

Looking at Wu Xian's broken defense, Shen Tang asked a question that made him even more broken: "It's true that I didn't think it through! If Brother Zhaode thinks it's too much, just call her by Brother Zhaode's usual name?"

Shen Tang didn't mean to be sarcastic when he said this.

In the current world, one man has one wife and multiple concubines. Mi Kui and Wu Xian have lived together for so many years and have children together. Legally speaking, Wu Xian is her family member, and no one has said that they will not handle Mi Kui's funeral. In this case, the wishes of the family members should naturally be given priority. As a result, Wu Xian's face instantly turned black as soy sauce.

It would have been better if he hadn't asked. As soon as Wu Xian asked, he remembered that he had been calling Mi Kui "Mi" for many years. He remembered that Mi Kui said that before she became a dancer, her parents and sisters at home called her by her nickname. As for what her name was, Wu Xian couldn't remember.

Or rather, he had never heard of it.

Even Mi Kui's maiden name was a little unfamiliar to him. In his impression, the two words "Mi" were her name.

Wu Xian suppressed the sweet fishy feeling in his throat and said reluctantly: "... Xiangnan, Xiangnan, this is good."

There is indeed no better name for Mi Kui than this.

This woman who had been gentle and considerate to him for more than 20 years, who always called him "Xian Lang", thought of many people before she died, but she couldn't think of him, and didn't leave him a word. This made Wu Xian wonder, how many moments of the harmony in those years were real? Which of her confessions of love was true? Or maybe, she never gave her heart from beginning to end.

Shen Tang looked at Wu Xian with a dazed look, and his mouth twitched slightly.

Alas, Wu Zhaode is still Wu Zhaode.

Always doing what he thinks is right at the wrong time-now he is sad for Mi Kui, what was he doing before? If you really care about someone, what's the point of just pampering him? Naturally, you have to share everything you think is best with the other person! Rich businessmen share their property, politicians share power, and you have to lift the other person up instead of putting him in a cage even if you have to stand on tiptoe. There are always people who mistake their attachment to canaries for love.

Wu Xian, this is not true love.

It's just that the withdrawal reaction is too fierce.

After a while, he will probably be able to calm down.

Shen Tang rubbed his brows, his temples throbbing with pain.

Wu Xian was no longer the king of Gao State, and the burning of the capital had nothing to do with him. He could not care about it. He could indulge in the grief of losing his loved ones, but Shen Tang could not.

She could not escape this mess.

"You continue, I'm busy."

Before he took a step, he was stopped by Wu Xian.

"Mr. Shen, I have another unreasonable request."

"Unreasonable request? What do you say?"

Wu Xian's face seemed to have a flash of hesitation and embarrassment. He knew that his request was problematic. If Shen Tang was more suspicious, his life would be in danger, but he still had to ask: "Where is the escaped guard army now?"

Shen Tang turned his head to look at Wei Shou and Gong Xichou.

Wei Shou: "All of them have surrendered and are waiting for their fate."

Shen Tang moved his eyes back to Wu Xian's face, guessing Wu Xian's intention: "Brother Zhaode, why are you asking them? Are you worried that I can't tolerate these people? In fact, I'm not that cruel."

Not all captives can be killed by her.

If this imperial guard army is not a big problem, she can consider taking it for her own use, but the original structure must be disbanded and assigned to serve under the various generals of Kangguo, just in case. If the problem is big, then they can only be sent to do hard labor.

National infrastructure cannot do without young and strong laborers.

These young and strong laborers are still captives. They only need to be fed but not paid. They can be exploited for three to five years. If they perform well, they can be released and find a decent way to make a living and live an ordinary life. Shen Tang thinks she is tolerant and merciful enough.

What if they meet other warlords?

People who can't be used by themselves can't be used by others.

Killing them all will save the mouths to eat, and there will be no way to survive!

"Mr. Wu wants to meet him and ask him about it in person."

Shen Tang stared at Wu Xian's face for a few breaths, and nodded his head after a long time: "It's a small matter, I agree to this matter."

Allowing Wu Xian, the former king of Gao, to meet the former commander of Gao's imperial guards face to face is obviously a move that only a donkey would do. If these two conspire together, even if the success rate of the rebellion is zero, it will disgust Shen Tang for decades. Wei Shou and others naturally disagreed, but the master had already agreed, and as ministers, they couldn't offend her and make her unhappy.

Wu Xian did not have the plan they imagined.

The purpose of finding this imperial guard leader was just to ask for details.

At this point, the imperial guard leader no longer concealed it.

That day, Mi Kui took the token Wu Xian gave her before the expedition and asked the imperial guard leader to lead the troops to send them out of the city.

This move is undoubtedly suspected of being afraid of death.

The leader of the Imperial Guard was unhappy and could only agree, because seeing Mi Kui's token was like seeing Wu Xian. As a military commander who climbed up from the bottom step by step, he was originally a ruffian who wandered the streets and fought fiercely. Because he accidentally killed the son of a powerful man, he was afraid of retaliation and ran away in panic. He was accidentally rescued by Wu Xian.

When he returned home, he learned that his eldest brother's family, who had raised him, had been retaliated by the powerful and his family was buried in a sea of ​​fire. He gritted his teeth to avenge this blood revenge, and he followed Wu Xian all the time. Wu Xian was his benefactor, and to show his loyalty, he bravely swore allegiance to Wu Xian after Wu Xian obtained the national seal. After the establishment of the Gao Kingdom, internal strife intensified, and he worked diligently to help Wu Xian select good civilians to form this special imperial guard. There is something special about this group of soldiers. They have nothing to do with the families in Gao Kingdom, and they can only rely on Wu Xian wholeheartedly.

The leader obeyed the king's order and worked for Mi Kui.

As for Mi Kui's intention to kill someone, he didn't ask why.

The departure was too hasty that day, and many soldiers and their families were left behind in the city, so the leader was not worried about any problems. When he was with Wu Zhaode, he heard the other party talk about Shen Youli's deeds more than once, and he was not afraid that the other party would go crazy and massacre the city.

However, no one expected that the king would be burned in the fire.

The leader was extremely anxious, but he couldn't go back now, not to mention it would be too late. Even if he went back, he would most likely run into Shen Tang's troops, and he would die if he went up. He could only choose to suppress the soldiers to avoid chaos until the noble family came to instigate rebellion.

At that time, the leader really agreed.

Representatives of the family informed that the fire was arranged by Mi Kui and her son.

The leader's expression suddenly changed: [What's the evidence? 】

[General, does this matter still require physical evidence? In such a short time, how many people could be taken away from each household? How many items were taken away? Didn’t everyone else stay in the royal capital? How many blood relatives are there here? On the other hand, Mi's mother and son, orphans and widows, have nothing to worry about! Using this fire to trap Shen Thief, what would they lose? Since there is no loss, why can't Mi's mother and her son do it? 】

The leader was left speechless by the question.

Indeed, the fire caused little loss to Mi and her son.

On the other hand, among those who fled, which one did not suffer heavy losses?

The leader suppressed the anger gushing in her heart. Even though she had Wu Xian's token in her hand, she could not restrain her urge to kill someone at this moment. After the family representative who came to instigate rebellion left, Mi Kui took advantage of her son's sleep to come over late at night to talk to the leader.

He barely suppressed his murderous intention and asked why he came.

Mi Kui's gentle brows and eyes were a bit cold under the moonlight, and she went straight to the point: [If what I expected is correct, someone should have approached the general, hoping that the general can kill my mother and son, right? 】

[Are you spying on the general? 】

【Surveillance? The general thinks too highly of a weak woman. If I have this ability, why am I in danger? 】

[The mistress wants to say that there is someone else who set the fire? 】

Mi Kui shook his head: [I have no evidence to prove my innocence, only this head on my neck! Prove it with death! A fire in the royal capital will inevitably cause heavy casualties. Has the general thought about the way out in the future? I dare to give you a clue. The heads of my mother and son can be exchanged for the general's bright future. You didn't kill our mother and son, so you don't have to bear the reputation of killing your master. On the contrary, the general is still a loyal man who never abandons his old master in desperate circumstances! So, okay? 】

The leader said: [What does the mistress want? 】

Mi Kui sneered: [As long as we have negotiated before. 】

She only wanted those people's lives.

If you plot against others, you will eventually be plotted against by others.

The leader hesitated after hearing this: [Yes——]

Mi Kui: [General, why should you hesitate? The arsonists were either our mother and son or them, and now there is no evidence for either side! I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go! If you only kill one party, there is a chance that the murderer will go free. How will the general explain to his wife, children, and children? How to explain to these soldiers who have followed you from life to death? It's better to kill them all, there will always be one who can avenge the general and all the soldiers! 】

For the first time, the leader felt a vague aura oppressing an ordinary woman. He had to admit that Mi Kui's words made sense. The aristocratic family is accustomed to talking glibly, but Mi Kui wants to drag people to death together. He can't trust any of these two groups of people!

only--

[Does the mistress have a death wish? 】

Mi Kui said: [I have no way to survive. 】

The five words choked him so much that he couldn't answer, so he said: "My mistress's words are reasonable, I will be willing to kill all Xiaoxiao for you!" 】

Success made him change his mind.

The leader explained the plan of the family representative to Mi Kui.

Mi Kui smiled scornfully: "It's better to just follow the plan." 】

They thought they had a chance to win, but when they found that the butcher knife was not pointed at her as they expected, but cut off their own heads, what a joyful scene it would be? Just thinking about it can relieve most of the 20 years of depression in my heart!

The leader of the Praetorian Guards responded.

So there was that night of fighting.

Mi Kui also fulfilled her promise.

After explaining this, the leader of the Imperial Guard knelt down to apologize to Wu Xian, but Wu Xian was still in a daze: "She said she had no way out? What a cruel thing! Shen Youli personally promised not to hurt their mother and son, as long as she didn't , If nothing more is done, both mother and son will be safe and sound... How can this not be a way out! "

Doesn’t her favor over the years seem worthless to her?

Leader of the Imperial Guard: "..."

He always felt that Wu Xian's focus was a little off.

However, looking at Wu Xian who was crying and whimpering, the leader of the Imperial Guard couldn't help but feel the same. After all, they are now widowers who have lost their wives and children, and their eyes are red from the sadness. Wu Xian cried for a while before wiping his tears with the back of his hand.

He asked unwillingly, "Did she mention me?"

The leader of the Imperial Guard thought for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

Wu Xian felt like she was going to break.

The leader of the Imperial Guard tried to comfort her.

"Lord Zhaode, please accept my condolences." It was not appropriate to call him Lord/Lord. He wanted to call him but was afraid that Shen Youli would suspect Wu Xian, so he could only choose a correct name. He said formally, "... The Lord and the Young Master would not want you to be so sad if they were in heaven."

Wu Xian was even more heartbroken when he heard this.

Due to the restrictions on his freedom of life, Wu Xian could not move around much, let alone take back Mi Kui's body. He could only find stone materials and carve a piece for her by hand, using the words Shen Tang had chosen. He was just troubled by the line about Mi Kui's husband's family and the signature.

"Forget it."

Let her children sign the name.

Speaking of children, Wu Xian remembered that he had a son and two daughters living outside. He quickly put down the chisel and went to find Shen Tang.

Wu Xian found that she came at the wrong time.

Military doctors were coming in and out of Shen Tang's temporary tent, with a hurried look and obvious worry between his eyebrows. Wu Xian knew that the situation was not good when he saw this posture. If he went there at this time, he would be in trouble!

Wu Xian left tactfully and continued to chisel the tombstone.

He didn't dare to ask what happened in the tent.

Hehe, it was naturally not a good thing.

Shen Tang couldn't help but hold her head.

She was wrong, she was really wrong, and she was wrong outrageously.

What gave her the confidence to think that Kang Jishou had "turned over a new leaf"? In the capital city, Kang Jishou used the way of the literati to put out the fire. He always won every bet, but luck is conserved, and Shen Tang paid for all the bad luck! After the fire was extinguished, Shen Tang lived as usual. She didn't almost choke to death when drinking water, and there was no flock of birds performing "shit on her head" when she went out. She didn't fall on the ground and sprain her ankle when she walked, and she didn't use the crutches she prepared in advance.

"When did you complete the way of the scholar?"

This is the only explanation for why the plague god is no longer plagued.

Kang Shi's facial features were almost distorted.

Master, what are you talking about?

With his personality, if the way of the scholar is complete, the neighbor's dog doesn't know this good news, it's all his incompetence.

"I haven't completed it yet."

"That's strange, why am I fine?"

Kang Shi almost took it all away because of her problem-the master is really hard to serve, she complains about the plague, and she asks why he is not unlucky! Isn't it a good thing to not have bad luck?

Shen Tang said: "What do you know?"

She murmured aggrievedly: "I'm not afraid that it is a sign of the coming rainstorm? Do you know what it means to be in a storm? The longer the pre-swing, the more powerful it is. I'm a little scared..."

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I didn't go into the small black room today, thank God.

PS: The first keyboard of WB should be drawn on the 5th. I don't know if it is drawn by the system or what.