Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 568: His Royal Highness the Lotus King
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Lotus King?
Feng Yuheng looked at Ban Zao with a questioning look in her eyes.
Ban Zao shook his head to express his ignorance, but after thinking about it again, he told her: "The current King of Qianzhou ascended the throne by direct succession. He only has one sister, Princess Kang Yi, and the other brothers They are all born from the same father, and to put it bluntly, they are former enemies. Every country and every dynasty is unable to avoid the throne of succession, and the war in Qianzhou that lasted for more than ten years was even more intense. More than a dozen of the late emperor’s children and grandchildren died in the battle to seize the throne. Counting the current monarch, there are less than five remaining sons, and all of them are crowned kings.”
Feng Yuheng nodded, "So, this Lotus King is a member of the Qianzhou royal family and the king's cousin."
"It should be."
While the two were talking, the girl standing in the car spoke again and asked the bearded man directly: "Why don't you go to celebrate Mr. Duanmu's birthday and why so many people have gathered here to block the road?" The words were extremely rude, but the bearded man didn't mind at all.
He replied respectfully: "These are Dashun officials who are trying to escape. Lord Duanmu is ordered to kill them all."
"Ask Zhan?" The girl frowned, "So many people want to ask Zhan?"
Da Hushuo nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Duanmu said, it is better to kill people who are not firm-minded than to persuade them." As he spoke, he looked at the officials and people who were watching, and said: "These people In the same way, if you know the current situation, you will stay, if you don't know, you will kill."
The girl shook her head when she heard it, but didn't want to say anything more, so she simply turned around and returned to the car. He came out again not long after, but said to the bearded man: "His Royal Highness King Lian said that tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the next day is New Year's Eve. Today is the end of the year, so it is not easy to carry out such a killing. What's more, His Highness doesn't like to see blood. , so you can just disperse. Just find a place to lock these people up. After the New Year, our Highness will return to Qianzhou, and you can do whatever you like."
When the bearded man heard this, he didn’t hesitate at all, and immediately nodded and agreed. Even though he had been shouting like Lord Duanmu before, now that the prince of Qianzhou had spoken, he didn’t even think about it. Lord Duanmu forgot about it. If anyone didn't know, they would really think that this man was Qian Zhou's general.
However, no matter what happens, at least no large-scale bloodshed will be discovered, and people are thankful. Those who had narrowly escaped death saw the executioners running away one after another. Their tense nerves relaxed, and more than half of them fainted.
The bearded man quickly ordered everyone to be dragged down. After the square was settled, he asked the girl holding the lantern again: "I wonder if His Highness is satisfied?"
The girl nodded, "Just do as you are told. After all, this is your Dashun's business, Qianzhou doesn't care."
Big Beard immediately said: "Now that the Northern Territory has surrendered to Qianzhou, we are one family, Dashun is the outsider."
The girl giggled, nodded and said: "Yes, these three northern provinces were originally my Qianzhou territory, but they were snatched away by Dashun. But don't worry, whoever belongs to them belongs to them. , sooner or later, Qian Zhou will have to **** this place back."
As soon as she said this, suddenly, a somewhat feminine voice came from the carriage. It sounded like a man but not a man, a woman but not a woman, but it sounded very nice. The voice said: "Zi'er, don't talk nonsense. When will it be your turn to make the decision on Qianzhou's affairs?"
As soon as the originally arrogant girl heard this, she immediately turned around and knelt down facing the carriage, and said, "Your Highness is atoneing for your sins. It was the slave who made a mistake."
"Yes." The voice said calmly: "After returning to Qianzhou, I will kneel on the ice for three days."
"Yes." The girl received the punishment without any complaint. After getting up, she said to the bearded man: "We are going to Lord Duanmu's Winter Palace. Please ask them to get out of the way."
As soon as the bearded man heard this, he quickly cleared a road large enough for the big carriage to pass. The wolf horse stepped lightly on its hooves again and walked slowly through the crowd.
Feng Yuheng happened to be assigned to the first row, and the carriage passed by her. She could immediately feel the icy cold radiating from the carriage.
I don’t know if it was a mental effect, but she felt that the carriage seemed to pause when it passed her, and then returned to normal in an instant. Then, I heard the soft voice inside say again: "It's still too hot in the north. It's good to give Dashun such a place, why bother taking it back?" Then there was an inaudible sigh.
It's just that there was not much emotion in the sigh, but a bit of ridicule. To him, the Northern Territory was just a dispensable toy, and he didn't care.
Clang!
The gong sounded again, resounding through the sky, and the shocking feeling before came again, and people were stunned, just like the human figurines.
This time, Feng Yuheng and Ban Zou were well prepared and were not fooled by the sound of the gong, but the sound still sounded exciting.
She made a conspiracy in her mind. Just one gong can produce such an effect. What if many sounds are made at the same time? If this kind of gong sound appeared on the battlefield, would Dashun's soldiers be able to resist it?
A few breaths passed between thoughts, and finally people came to their senses, breaking out in cold sweat. Some people began to discuss who King Lian was, and some were worried about the officials who were escorted away. They didn't know when the next interrogation would be. Of course, people still care more about themselves. In this place in the north, life and death are just a matter of Duanmu Anguo's thoughts. It's terrible.
The bearded man was shouting with a proud look on his face: "Did you see that, that is His Royal Highness King Lian of Qianzhou? Except for the current Holy Emperor, King Lian is the greatest prince of Qianzhou. In his hands Not only does he hold military power, but he also holds the power to rule six provinces in the Thousand Zhou Dynasty. His Royal Highness, King Lotus, personally came to the Northern Territory this year, which is a blessing to our Northern Territory!"
People were shocked. This man already regarded himself as a member of Qianzhou, and had brought the northern boundary into Qianzhou's sphere of influence. He had nothing to do with Dashun anymore.
"Okay, you all can go back! Your Highness King Lian is right. It is indeed not appropriate to kill living beings at the end of the year. I will go back to Lord Duanmu now. I think you must think so too. It's over, it's over. Let’s go!”
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and he and his servants chased King Lian’s car. Feng Yuheng followed the crowd back and asked questions: "I know that there are many people in the three northern provinces. They are of Qianzhou bloodline, but how many proportions can this account for? How many pure Dashun people are there?"
Ban Zou frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's hard to say, probably not. Of course, except for the Duanmu family. It is said that when the three northern provinces were defeated by Emperor Zu, they left an army behind. When Ma was stationed for a long time, those soldiers and generals also brought their families and settled here. But after all, there were more people and fewer soldiers and generals. One generation and two generations were fine. From the third generation onwards, they began to fight with each other. Qianzhou people intermarry, and after this back and forth, even if the offspring are half of Dashun blood, they are gradually assimilated. The same is true for the Duanmu family. The biological mother of the third prince is half of Qianzhou blood, and was Duanmu Anguo's Qianzhou daughter-in-law. ."
Feng Yuheng looked quite helpless on the face. In fact, if this matter was really pursued to the root, Dashun had invaded the three northern provinces, so that the Qianzhou people of the same bloodline were divided into two parts. Qianzhou's desire to take back the Heart of the North is the same as that of later generations who want to take back their lost territory. Who is right and who is wrong, and how should we comment?
But Dashun is not a later generation after all. Before the Chinese nation has established its final territory, human society must coexist with stability and aggression. This is an era that advocates heroic opinions. Peace is just an illusion, and troubled times are the ultimate foundation behind the manifestation of peace.
Countless people trudged back under the heavy snow. A lady from Dashun complained: "He actually set up a winter palace. Is this because he is afraid that people will not know his ambition?"
The man next to her covered her mouth and shouted: "If you don't want to die, just shut your mouth!"
The lady also got angry, knocked his hand off, and raised her voice a little higher: "What are you afraid of? Isn't that bearded man gone? Isn't it okay for people to talk? Now this Look, maybe the beheading knife will be placed on our necks at any time. I told you not to let you come, but you didn't listen. It's okay this time. If something goes wrong, you have to drag me with you. My daughter was buried with her."
The man had no way to refute, and he also let out a long sigh. Another official nearby heard their words and couldn't help but interjected: "Fortunately, I brought my daughter. If I brought my son, wouldn't it be ruined?" Later?"
Someone else said: "So what if I didn't bring them? If they stay in Dashun, they will die sooner or later. Although we are forced, we are here after all. What's more, you know that Duanmu'an What kind of news is the Congress letting out? What does it say about us?"
A few words made people feel chilled again.
Feng Yuheng wanted to ask what people meant by "Winter Palace". At this time, she saw two Songzhou people standing in front of a bun shop on the north side of the street. One of them was carrying two large boxes. The snack was handed to another person, and at the same time he said: "Your Meiyi will be sent to the palace after the Chinese New Year. If she is favored in the future, the family will be honored. Brother Wang, don't forget us then." ”
"Hey! That's easy to say!" The person who received the gift replied with a blushing face: "Your daughter will be old in two years, and we will be blessed together by then!"
Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "Send her to the palace? Does the emperor still choose a concubine now?"
Ban Zou snorted coldly, "Our emperor didn't choose, but the one over here did."
"Here?" She was puzzled, "King of Qianzhou? Did he choose his concubine all the way to Songzhou?"
Ban Zao shook his head, "Who is the King of Qianzhou? It's Duanmu Anguo. The so-called Winter Palace is a small palace he built for himself in Songzhou. It is said that in that Winter Palace, he is called Your Majesty. All girls over the age of thirteen in the three northern provinces must be sent to the Winter Palace for selection by him. Only those who are unsuccessful can be released to get married on their own."
"What?" Feng Yuheng was shocked, "This is no different from the emperor choosing a concubine!" Duanmu Anguo has actually become so arrogant?
Just when she was in shock, suddenly, a girl rushed out of a street shop and shouted loudly as she ran: "I don't want to enter the palace! Even if you kill me, I don't want to enter the palace! I don't care what you say. Yes, don’t look for me!”