noffsinger Chapter 1043: The Northern Wing Prince Consort is Really Capable
Chapter 1043: The Northern Wing Prince Consort is Really Capable
The Bola royal family was able to rise up against the tyranny of the imperial court, and the Archer God Ju Wuzhong played an indispensable role in this.
After returning from the Northern Wing, he secretly moved his family to the territory of the Bora clan. After that, he repeatedly persuaded Geluo's elder brother Yilu to rise up and overthrow the tyranny and establish a new dynasty.
However, Ilu remained hesitant. This prince, known for his benevolence, was worried that the civil war would cause the people to suffer again.
In fact, the ancestors of the Bola family took the initiative to retreat to the south of the Yu River in order to avoid the war and harm to innocent people.
Ju Wuzhong came up with a plan and specially invited Yilu, Geluo and others to visit the people in the name of hunting.
He knew very well that only by letting this kind-hearted prince witness the miserable conditions of the people under harsh rule could he touch his heart.
Along the way, they saw that farmers were starving due to heavy taxes, nine out of ten houses in the village were empty due to corvee labor, officials were rampant in the countryside, and the people dared not speak out.
Geluo was young and hot-tempered, and was always angry. But Yilu remained silent, with a frown on his face.
One day, in a village, they met an old woman. Her son was captured by the government and forced to do hard labor because she was unable to pay taxes. She could only make a living by digging wild vegetables.
Yilu stepped forward to ask. The old woman did not dare to say much, but replied in a trembling voice, "Sir, in this world... it is a blessing to be alive."
That night, Yilu stood alone under the moon, unable to sleep for a long time. After dawn, he went to look for the old woman again, intending to help her, but the villagers told him that the old woman had jumped into the river after hearing that her son was beaten to death by officials.
There are more than one such incidents.
As they traveled along the way, all they saw was devastation.
The embroiderer whose hands were chopped off, the strong man whose legs were broken, the teacher whose eyes were blinded, the common people who could not afford food or medical treatment and were forced to sell their children, the woman whose innocence was ruined because of her beauty, the husband or father whose body was exposed at the city gate because his wife and daughter sought justice...
After returning, Yilu asked his father for permission and ordered the leaders of various tribes to gather together to discuss major plans.
The war drums of the Bola clan, which had been silent for many years, finally sounded again on the banks of the Yu River.
But Yilu has always been worried. He is not worried about Beiyi sending troops to help the court, but he is very worried about Liang.
Ju Wuzhong assured him again and again that Liang would never send troops.
Ilu asked him why he was so sure?
Ju Wuzhong couldn't answer either. He couldn't say that the Northern Wing Prince Consort had promised him.
But how could the Northern Wing Prince Consort be able to manage the political affairs of Liang State? Ju Wuzhong was also puzzled.
But he is Xin Cen Yuan.
When spies learned that Emperor Yong of Liang had signed a secret agreement with the court to send troops to encircle and suppress the Bola clan, Yilu did not hold Ju Wuzhong accountable, but redeployed troops and adjusted strategy.
At that time, Ju Wuzhong was a little depressed and knelt outside the tent to apologize.
Yilu helped him up and said solemnly, "From the moment I started the war, I have prepared for the worst. The God of Arrows does not need to blame himself." He paused and asked him, "But can you tell me what made you so sure that Liang would not send troops?"
Ju Wuzhong lowered his head and did not answer.
Yilu asked again, "Is it Emperor Mingde of the Northern Wing? Or is it the prince consort of the Northern Wing who defeated the Archery God?"
Ju Wuzhong still did not answer.
Yilu smiled, "Then let me ask from another angle. The Northern Wing Prince Consort beat you in the archery contest. Were you being modest on purpose, or is he really capable?"
This time, Ju Wuzhong answered without hesitation, "The Northern Wing Prince Consort is indeed capable. I am not as skilled as him, and I accept the defeat sincerely."
Yilu nodded, "Then I understand. Let's wait and see, don't jump to conclusions. Since he told you that he could prevent Liang from participating in the civil war in Wan, he must have his reasons. If he didn't do it, it was just bad luck, not intentional deception. You don't have to feel guilty. The world is unpredictable, who can decide?"
Yilu stopped his troops in the Mosang grassland for several months. The emperor of Wan was arrogant and said, "The Bola rebels will be destroyed."
However, things are unpredictable. Ilu did not lose his composure, but conserved his troops. At the most critical moment, he finally waited for a big reversal.
Now the truth is out. It turns out that the Northern Wing Prince Consort is the former Emperor Heng of Liang. He has taken back the imperial power and ascended the throne again, so naturally he has the final say.
Ju Wuzhong looked at the blue sky and white clouds, hoping that a wise ruler would appear and the war would end soon.
Hearing Ge Luo's teasing, he couldn't help but smile, "It's true that the loss is not unfair."
That nightmare has gradually faded from Ju Wuzhong's mind. Now his wife and children live a peaceful life, and his clansmen are all alive and well.
The devil Booth is dead, and Wan will usher in a dynasty change. Everything is as he wished.
He thought that it would not be long before he would be able to go to Liang State to meet his old friend.
As a close friend, he should attend the wedding of Emperor Yu. So he was a little anxious and prepared to urge Ilu to speed up his progress. If it didn't work, he would attack the imperial city overnight.
He couldn't wait any longer.
In the midsummer of the northern capital, the heat was sweltering. The bluestone pavement of Tongque Street was so hot that even the cicadas’ chirping seemed feeble.
Shi Anxia and Yao Sheng were sitting in front of the window, reading Zhuo Qiran's letter side by side.
The letter said that the young marquis had grown taller and was able to draw a small bow when practicing martial arts; the two little princesses were in good health and could speak.
Attached to the letter were several paintings, said to be the work of Song Shenzhi.
In the outline of the painting, Yi Yi is standing at the edge of the martial arts field, his posture is as straight as a young pine tree, and his slightly raised chin is exactly the same as Cen Yuan's.
Yao Sheng looked at the painting again and again, then stared at Shi Anxia sideways, "I think Yi Yi looks like you." After a pause, he added, "Er Er and San San look more like sons-in-law."
Shi Anxia smiled, "My husband said the same thing."
Yao Sheng held her chin and sighed, "I really want to see the little man in the painting with my own eyes." As she said this, she looked over eagerly.
It looked just like when Shi Anxia was a kid and wanted to go out and play, begging his mother for help.
Shi Anxia burst out laughing, "Mother, just speak directly if you have something to say. Why are you beating around the bush with me?"
"If I tell you directly, you will definitely not agree." Yao Sheng pretended to be angry and turned his face away, but turned back after a moment, and said softly, "Xia'er, can you bring your mother with you this time? Hmm? I promise not to cause you any trouble."
"Okay." Shi Anxia agreed readily.
"Ah?" Yao Sheng was stunned. "You agreed? You agreed to take me to Liang State?"
I thought it would take a long time to ask for it.
"I didn't take my mother with me last time because life in Tiema City was tough." Shi Anxia looked at Yao Sheng, who was getting younger and more beautiful. "This time when we go to Liang State, my husband will make all the arrangements. But I'm not familiar with the place, and I'm worried..."
There is a new battlefield, and life is about experiencing one battle after another. No one knows which will come first, the accident or the surprise.
The advantages of foreseeing opportunities have slipped away like sand through fingers. We need to take one step at a time and find a new path forward.
She asked herself, am I afraid?
She is not afraid, but she is worried about the fate of those around her.
These people who died young in their previous lives were now full of life and vitality. She was afraid that waking up would be nothing more than a pipe dream.
But Yao Sheng is open-minded and says, "Instead of worrying about this and that, it's better to live happily every day."
The news that Yao Sheng was going to Liang State finally reached Shi Chengxuan's ears. This time, he did not jump up and down like before, but remained silent for a long time before going to Gu Mansion.