Being a Lady of an Influential Family

The short letter was only two pages long, but after Sanha read it, his expression was gloomy and he did not speak for a long time.

The young man standing next to him was a little worried and couldn't help asking, Father, what did you say in the letter?

Sang Ha has always valued and trusted this son, and generally does not hide these things from him. But this time he was uncharacteristically, put away the letter in his hand, and didn't show any intention of showing it to his son.

Facing the young man's question, he just said in a deep voice, It's nothing.

The young man couldn't help frowning, his father's expression didn't seem like nothing happened.

San Ha looked up at his son, and said in a deep voice, Go and rest, there are still many things to do.

The young man hesitated, looking at Sanha hesitating to speak.

San Ha waved his hands impatiently and said, Okay, let's go.

The young man had no choice but to retreat respectfully, but the moment he went out, he looked back and found that his father's face became extremely solemn.

Only Sanha was left alone in the meeting room, and he reopened the letter in his hand and read it carefully. It took a long time before he squeezed the letter paper into a ball and held it in his palm, and said with a sneer, What a Fu Fengcheng!

Fu Fengcheng's letter was indeed not long, but the content inside made Sang Ha feel very uneasy. This seems to be an ordinary letter persuading Sanha to withdraw and sow dissension, but there are many contents in it that exactly hit Sanha's worries.

This worry was not brought to him by Fu Fengcheng, but was lingering in his heart from the moment King Nero asked all the 17th Legion to go out to fight. Therefore, Sangha quietly left a small number of soldiers in the country, and did not really bring them to Anxia.

Fu Fengcheng said in the letter that the king sent the 17th Legion to fight abroad in order to consume the 17th Legion and seize power while they were not in the country to eliminate those who favored the 17th Legion.

Fu Fengcheng also said that this is the reason why King Nero agreed to Sun Liang's joint attack on Anxia, ​​just to divert the tiger away from the mountain. King Nero didn't care at all whether he could seize Anxia's territory in the end, he just wanted Anxia's territory to become the grave of the Seventeenth Army. Otherwise, if the Nero royal family really had long-term plans for Anxia, ​​why didn't they discuss it with the Seventeenth Legion in advance? But he sent troops without warning? And so easily defeated by the six southern provinces and asked the Seventeenth Army to clean up the mess?

All this is just to lure them out of the country.

This is sowing discord! And it is very rough, straightforward and unabashedly sowing discord.

Of course Sanha knew Fu Fengcheng's purpose, but...he also knew that King Nero and the royal family really did these things.

Fu Fengcheng said at the end of the letter that if Sang Ha didn't believe him, he could read it again. Within a month, his eldest son, Sang Gu, would surely die.

Just as Dujun Fu felt that Fu Fengcheng was his pride, Dujun Long also put all his hopes on Long Yue. In Sang Ha's eyes, his eldest son Sang Gu, born to him by his first wife, was also his pride and hope for the future.

Sanha is fifty-two years old this year, and Nile people marry early, so his eldest son is already thirty-five. Sang Gu is a very capable and outstanding heir, so Sang Ha can safely lead his troops to the expedition. Because he believes that Sang Gu can handle everything well, even if there is any accident, he can at least stabilize the situation and wait for him to return home.

But now Fu Fengcheng said that Sang Gu would die within a month!

This is not only a provocation, a provocation, but also a curse!

If the man who delivered the letter hadn't left yet, Sanha might really shoot him down with a single shot.

A feeling of unease lingers in his heart, and San-ha knows he is still affected by the letter. He couldn't help pinching the letter in his hand even tighter, as if he was pinching someone's bone.

Xu Shaoming felt that Young Master Fu was not very well. Although he had won a battle just now, the praise from all sides, the awards from the military department and the warlord did not make Young Master Fu feel better.

Xu Shaoming looked around and thought to himself: Probably because the young lady is not here?

When Fu Fengcheng asked the person who had just delivered the letter to step back, Xu Shaoming looked at the young master's slightly relaxed expression before asking, Young master, are you sure that Sang Ha will believe that letter?

Fu Fengcheng asked, Why don't you believe it?

Xu Shaoming also wanted to ask, why did he believe it? Obviously, it can be seen that they are provoking, right?

Because if I were Sangha, I would believe it. Fu Fengcheng glanced at Xu Shaoming as if seeing the complaints in Xu Shaoming's heart, and said calmly.

Ugh? Xu Shaoming looked at his eldest son in surprise.

Fu Fengcheng said, I really want to sow discord, but it is something that will really happen. No matter who is in Sangha's position, we can only believe it.

Xu Shaoming frowned and said, So, the Nero royal family really wants to take action against the Legion of Glory? Thinking of this, he felt a little sympathetic to the Legion of Glory. Shunyan wants to kill them all the time.

Fu Fengcheng said, If the royal family of Nile doesn't do it again, in a few years or ten years... I don't know who will do it first.

...Sangha also has ambitions? Xu Shaoming was speechless, and Fu Fengcheng said, With a heavy army in his hands and power over the world, how many people can resist such a temptation? The royal family of Nero has extremely respected status. They can only tremble like slaves in front of them. With Sangha's current power, why should he lie on the ground and be a slave to others?

If it is said that the ancient emperors of Anxia paid attention to receiving orders from heaven, then the royal family of Nile themselves were heaven and gods.

In the early days, the Legion of Glory was actually controlled by people trusted by the royal family. It must be said that it was not easy for the Sanha family to be able to control the Legion of Glory quietly without being killed. Sanha's great-grandfather, great-grandfather, and grandfather were once loyal dogs under the royal family. It took several generations of loyalty to finally exchange for the real power of these two generations.

In the Nile Kingdom, probably only the military power can slightly restrict the royal family.

Xu Shaoming thought about what the young master said, and it seemed to be right. Who wants to kneel when they can sit?

In the ancient times of Anxia, ​​as long as you didn't meet a real tyrant, if you don't like the emperor's behavior, you can write a letter to persuade you, or you can hang a crown and ask to go, labor and capital will not dump you. A little awesomeness can force the emperor to step back and even issue an imperial edict.

In Nero, a careless king or a prince who is in a bad mood can make a high-ranking official lose his head directly, without even needing too many reasons.

What will Sangha do? Xu Shaoming asked curiously.

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes and shook his head, I don't know, let's take a look. Is there any news from the northwest?

Xu Shaoming immediately put on a serious expression and replied, The war in the northwest is still at a stalemate, and Dayin's military strength in the northwest has exceeded 600,000.

Hearing this, Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, Da Yin is really determined to win the Northwest?

Xu Shaoming said, The opportunity is rare. After all, next time we have to wait until Sun Liang's rebellion, the Nile invasion, and the small countries in the Western Regions will not be easy.

Fu Fengcheng still frowned, Indeed.

Xu Shaoming looked at Fu Fengcheng's expression, and said, Young Master Long and Young Master Song are in the northwest, and Governor Song is here, so you don't have to worry.

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said, I'm not worried about this, I'm just a little curious that Dayin has been fighting with An Xia all these years, but never once has he been as immortal as this time.

Xu Shaoming said, That's true, maybe it's...the expansion of the Dayin people to the west has been too smooth these years, right? Isn't it the dream of every Dayin person to step on the horse? It's a pity that this dream has been done for thousands of years It never worked out.

In the past thousands of years, unlike Anxia's relatively stable and low-speed expansion, Dayin's territory has changed a lot.

Sometimes it is a giant entrenched in the northwest of Anxia. At its peak, its area was larger than Anxia, ​​and its ability could almost threaten the rule of the Central Plains. The two sides would inevitably fight to the death.

Sometimes it suddenly weakens to the point of being occupied by other tribes, and the territory is reduced to only a small piece. At this time, it will come to form an alliance with Anxia. Anyway, for thousands of years, it has been repeatedly jumping between fighting and forming alliances. Now it probably feels that another round of energy accumulation has been completed, and it is time to try again.

Fu Fengcheng nodded and said, It went very smoothly.

Xu Shaoming said, No, in the past twenty years, the Dayin people have annexed many small countries and tribes in the west. Because of their busy westward expansion, the northwest border has been relatively stable in the past twenty years, only occasionally interacting with the Song family. A little friction.

Fu Fengcheng took out a document on the table and read it carefully for a while before saying: Send a message to Song Shao, I agree with his plan, and give him our manpower in the west.

Xu Shaoming was a little surprised, but he still replied seriously, Yes, young master.

Xu Shaoming took the order to go out to do errands, Fu Fengcheng continued to read the documents in his hand, and after a while he raised his head and frowned slightly as if remembering something.

His eyes fell on a photo frame on the table, which was almost the only thing in the room that was incompatible with this rough space full of chills.

In the photo frame is a photo that was just taken not long ago. In the photo, Leng Sa is wearing a long skirt, holding a small white and tender stone in his hand. Little Shitou waved his little hands in his mother's arms, opened his big eyes, and grinned happily.

Leng Sa was looking down at the little stone in her arms. Although she couldn't see her eyes clearly, she could see a beautiful smile and love for the child from her drooping face.

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and lightly brushed the two people on the photo with his fingers. It took a long time for a shallow sigh to sound in the room.

There is actually no difference between the west bank and the east bank of the Ruohe River, and the original people did not feel that being separated by a river had any impact on them. Only now that there is a war and the river is almost completely blocked, people realize that it is really inconvenient.

Especially the people near the river, they used to take a boat to cross the river to Licheng or some surrounding counties to do some small business, but now they can't do it anymore. As for those businessmen who traveled between Nile and Anxia, ​​many of them were blocked by the river, unable to advance or retreat, even if they complained in their hearts, there was nothing they could do.

In contrast, Leng Sa has been quite busy these two days. They have to inquire about the specific locations of the garrisons in Nile and draw a clear defense map of the west bank. Also keep an eye on the situation of those Nile people.

The small town they were in was the nearest large-scale small town to Ruohe. The morale of the Nile people had just been defeated in the past two days, and their morale was very low. Naturally, it was inevitable that some middle and low-level commanders would come to the city to drink or something.

Low-level ordinary soldiers naturally do not have this qualification, and those who can leave the camp and enter the city at this time will definitely not be the lowest-level soldiers.

Leng Sa was a little dissatisfied with this, these people's level did not have access to any confidential information, and these people hardly did anything except drinking and messing around.

Ah Yue. Leng Sa was sitting on the second floor of a restaurant drinking tea by the railing, looking down from here, I could just see a group of Niloticians in the lobby downstairs who were noisily fighting for drinks.

Su Ze came up from downstairs and sat down opposite Leng Sa, looked around before whispering, I just got the news that King Nero sent an envoy.

Leng Sa was a little surprised, A messenger?

Su Ze gave a low laugh, looked at the group of people downstairs, and continued to lower his voice, It's more like an inspector than an envoy. King Nero is very dissatisfied with the performance of the 17th Legion during this period, and sent him to warn the ten The Seventh Legion supervised the battle by the way.

Supervisor? Leng Sa couldn't help laughing, this stuff probably has the same meaning as sending eunuchs or civil servants to supervise the army in ancient times.

Leng Sa thought for a moment, then said, We've almost finished drawing the defense, if that's the case... let's do another vote.

Su Ze said, What do you mean?

Leng Sa hooked his fingers at him, Su Ze hurriedly moved closer, and said with a cold smile, Let's go and kill that supervisor.

... Su Ze looked at Leng Sa in shock, That prison... no, the inspector will definitely make trouble for Sangha, aren't you helping him?

Leng Sa said, If that person dies before he arrives, guess...King Nero will think it was us or Sanha who killed him?

Su Ze understood instantly, and glanced at the people below. Even if Sanha had evidence that the Anxia people killed King Nero's envoy, King Nero might not believe it.

Su Ze asked, Do you want to inform the young master?

Leng Sa shrugged, You can do whatever you want.

Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief, I'm going to prepare now!

The two called the waiter to check out, and seeing that the snacks on the table had not been used much, Su Ze's face was not very good-looking, and the waiter knew why when he looked at the scene downstairs that was about to quarrel. Had to apologize again and again, Su Ze asked casually, These people are so noisy, how do you do business?

The buddy was also very helpless, What can I do? But these people don't come every day, just bear with it and pass.

The noise is trivial, the key is that these people don't even remember to give money when they are drunk. How dare the shopkeeper and the buddies provoke these people? Basically, if you receive money once after three or five receptions, you will laugh.

Su Ze thought for a while, and still said to Leng Sa, Ah Yue, you can go from the back. One more thing is worse than one less thing. I always feel that it is easy for the young lady to go down.

The clerk looked at Leng Sa and understood instantly, nodded repeatedly and said: This little brother is right, our shop has a back door, why don't girls go through the back?

Leng Sa glanced at Su Ze, and Su Ze said, Be careful, we still have something to do. If you beat and killed the Nile people in the city, it will be difficult to deal with later.

Leng Sa said: Then let's go back together.

Su Ze said, My things are still downstairs. He even carried a bag of things before he came up.

Leng Sa didn't care, nodded and followed the man downstairs from behind.

It's just that Su Ze didn't expect that Leng Sa didn't provoke the Nile people, but he himself did.

Just after going downstairs, before he had time to go out, someone bumped into him. Su Ze was knocked back a few steps and hit the handrail of the stairs.

The person who hit him was a drunk, staggered and couldn't stand still. Although Su Ze was hit by him, he also squatted on the ground.

The hall suddenly roared with laughter, and a group of Nile people pointed at the person sitting on the ground and laughed.

The man got up from the ground and became a little annoyed when he saw Su Ze who was still standing. He stepped forward and grabbed Su Ze by the collar, pointed at him and cursed, and even waved his fist to hit him.

Normally, Su Ze would be able to knock down the drunk with one move, but now it's a little troublesome. He could only cover his head and beg for mercy, but the other party punched Su Ze several times before letting him go amidst laughter.

Su Ze had been an undercover agent before, and he was no stranger to these things. He still thanked him timidly, went to get the things stored at the counter, and went out as if to escape.

After leaving the door, Adjutant Su couldn't help but think in his heart: I must kill this group of bastards later!

With a soft snort in his heart, Su Ze was about to leave, but Su Ze's eyes suddenly changed slightly, and soon he lowered his face and walked towards the other side with the sack on his shoulder.

Not far behind him, several Neroes who were also in uniform were walking towards this side. There is no mark on the uniform of the leader, so the position level cannot be seen, but just by looking at his aura and the attitudes of the few people around him, he can tell that this person's identity is definitely not simple.

Adjutant Su quickly turned the corner of the street and saw that the man just entered the restaurant he came out of just now, he couldn't help showing a meaningful smile on his face

It seems that I have encountered a big fish.