The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Two days later.

The news from Beiliang and Xijing was sent to the capital one after another on the same day with the urgent dispatch of people from both parties, and the messages were sent to two different places.

At this moment, in the palace, inside the Qinxian Hall.

Jin Fengluan read the two secret letters, and the look on his delicate face was extremely complicated at this moment.

In the audience, Jin Jiande's expression was a little different. His expression was already a little solemn.

The assassination troops sent out previously had not left any news for many days. This deviated from the original plan, which made Jin Jiande feel a little uneasy.

However, considering that it is really not easy to send news back after entering Beiliang, after all, it is not like the capital, most of the place is a deserted land, a desolate place, maybe they are acting according to the plan, but maybe they were delayed.

Even... maybe they have already prepared an ambush at the place where Qin Ze must pass!

As long as the bed crossbow is aimed at Qin Ze and the fire bomb is put into it, it can be shot into Qin Ze's side from hundreds of meters away. As long as it successfully falls into Qin Ze's side, after the explosion, as long as there is a piece of iron shot If he enters Qin Ze's body, he will definitely die!

You know, those iron pieces are all covered with poison!

Just as Jin Jiande was speculating in his mind, a cold snort from Jin Fengling brought him back from his thoughts.

"Humph, Qin Ze is not dead yet. He is still out of Beiliang. Logically speaking, the news of Huang Long's murder has spread to Beiliang. It is impossible for him not to know about it."

"It seems like he's planning to rebel! This bastard!"

Jin Jiande lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone knows that Qin Ze is treasonous now. Since he has to go out to Beiliang, Your Majesty, in view of the humble ministers, can dispatch troops and horses in advance to suppress Qin Ze!"

Jin Fengluan's face was as cold as frost, and he sneered: "That's right! Now that the matter in Xijing has been decided, we can deal with Qin Ze with peace of mind!"

"Isn't he planning to rebel? Then let's spread the word and tell the world that the King of Zhenbei is treasonous and intends to rebel!"

"At the same time, recruit people to join the army! Expand the army! I want to see how many people he has! How many people he can kill! Hmph!"

Jin Jian nodded, chuckled and said, "Yes! Your Majesty, congratulations!"

"If more people are recruited to join the army, they will definitely hate Qin Ze. After all, the world has finally settled down, and now it has to go to the battlefield. I think Qin Ze..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Fengling shouted angrily:

"Jin Jiande! What's so funny? You can still laugh at this time!"

"Didn't you say that you can definitely kill Qin Ze? If you assassinate him directly, how can there be so much trouble!"

This angry rebuke made Jin Jiande's face froze. He lowered his head and whispered: "Your Majesty, there are five days, but there are still two days left..."

Jin Fengluan snorted coldly, "You can definitely kill him within two days?"

Jin Jiande hesitated and said: "It should be possible."

"Should? That means you can't!"

"Forget it, I expected you to send someone to assassinate him. Now that I think about it, the possibility of success is not high. To deal with Qin Ze, we still have to sweep it with a large army."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Jiande's expression changed, and he felt a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

Jin Fengluan continued: "I just received news from Xijing today. It's finally good news."

"Hmph, the so-called Crimson Tide Alliance actually instigated a civil uprising in Xijing and started a fight with Tuyuan Kingdom. They really don't know how to live or die!"

"But this is a good thing. Let the people of the Crimson Tide Alliance fight the Tuyuan Kingdom. They are all dead, and they will have no chance to mess with my work."

Speaking of this, she frowned and scolded Jin Jiande again:

"I asked you to command the Thousand Machine Battalion. To this day, we haven't found out who is commanding the Crimson Tide Alliance. It's really useless!"

"If they hadn't started making trouble in Xijing, I'd be afraid that if they entered the capital, I wouldn't even know it right under my nose!"

Jin Jiande's face turned red and he said hurriedly: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"But your Majesty, don't worry. They don't have the ability to do bigger things yet. This time they are fighting with Tuyuan Kingdom in Xijing. They will definitely suffer heavy casualties. We can slowly eliminate them in the future."

Jin Fengling frowned, pinched his eyebrows and said: "Although they are fighting with Tuyuan Kingdom in Xijing, I am always uneasy in my heart. I always feel that... someone is planning something behind the scenes."

Jin Jiande nodded. "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. We will take all measures to deal with it."

"Okay, let's go down."

After the words fell, Jin Fengling saw that he was standing still, so he frowned and said:

"What? Is there anything else? I've already used your sachet, and I've slept well these days."

Jin Jian's face turned red and he said, "No... Wei Chen has something else to say."

"Say." Jin Fengling said calmly.

"Your Majesty, the chaos in Xijing is getting more and more intense now, and Qin Ze must have known about it. Do you think he will... lead the army on his own initiative?"

"If he goes, I will only worry about the public sentiment in the world..."

Before he finished speaking, Jin Fengling sneered and said:

"Hmph, that's ridiculous!"

"Isn't Qin Ze just trying to rebel now? Do you think he will go to Xijing to fight Tuyuan Kingdom at this time? Both sides will be hurt by then, and he can still rebel without any troops?"

"Not to mention whether he can defeat Tuyuan Kingdom, even if he can defeat, what benefits can he get, just the so-called people's support? It is simply ridiculous!

No matter how much support the people have, they cannot immediately arm themselves into soldiers capable of going into battle to kill the enemy! "

"If he was a smart man, he would never go to Xijing!"

"If he really wants to go, the soldiers and horses of Tuyuan Kingdom are enough for him to eat a pot. If he dies in the hands of Tuyuan Kingdom, it will be an even better thing!"

"Haha, if you say that, I hope he goes to Xijing.

It’s good to go. The more we fight, the fewer soldiers we fight. Is there another reason for the more we fight, the more we fight?

All his men died in the battle. I'll see how he plots rebellion! hehe. "

After laughing so proudly, Jin Jiande also chuckled.

Hearing his laughter, Jin Fengluan frowned and scolded:

"Why are you laughing again? You shouldn't be worried, just ask such a stupid question!"

"Get down quickly!"

Jin Jiande's face froze, and he immediately bowed and retreated...

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Shangshu Mansion.

In the ancestral hall, Zhang Li frowned and sighed:

"Xijing... has started fighting, but Jin Fengluan has made no move to send troops. It seems that she is really going to abandon Xijing. Those people, and Ye'er and the others, faced with the soldiers of Tuyuan Kingdom, well......"

Zhang Zisheng on the side had no expression on her face, just sitting on a chair sewing clothes.

Zhang Li saw that his daughter was silent and continued:

"Zisheng, you said before that you sent a letter to Qin Ze and he would go to Xijing, but now his army has not left Beiliang, and the speed has not accelerated at all. This...doesn't he plan to go to Xijing!"

"What do you think we should do! Your idea is certainly right, but Qin Ze..."

Zhang Zisheng stopped her sewing and raised her head to look at her father, "The news from Beiliang was sent today. Maybe Qin Ze has already set off with his army?"

Zhang Li shook his head with a sad look on his face.

"It's too late."

"Xijing is still far away from the Beiliang Pass. Even if his army leaves Beiliang today, there is no way to rush to Xijing as soon as possible."

"Besides, there are so many people setting off together to go to Xijing. It's a long journey. By the time we get to Xijing, I'm afraid Xijing has been completely occupied."

"The war has been going on in Xijing for a few days now, and I don't know how many people have died. It's so shameful that this hard-hearted Jin Fengling actually abandoned Xijing!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Li sighed heavily and continued:

"No! If we only expect Qin Ze to lead troops to Xijing, it's really too late. We don't know if he will go. Maybe he really just wants to enter the capital!"

"I'm going to Jin Fengling and begging her to send troops to Xijing. No matter what, I can't just watch the people in Xijing being massacred by Tuyuan Kingdom!"

Zhang Zisheng picked up the needle and thread and continued sewing, saying unhurriedly:

"Dad, it's impossible for you to find Jin Fengluan of any use, and it might even lead to death."

Zhang Li's heart tightened and he quickly asked: "Why?"

Zhang Zisheng still didn't raise her head, she said calmly: "Second brother is already leading the people of the Crimson Tide Alliance to fight against the Tuyuan Kingdom. The Crimson Tide Alliance has completely surfaced. Jin Fengling hopes that as many of them will die as possible."

"If you ask her to send troops at this time, she might think you have selfish motives. If she knows that the leader of the Crimson Tide Alliance is the second brother, she will not hesitate to kill the entire Zhang family."

Zhang Li's heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly turned pale, but then he spoke:

"Could it be...do we really want to see the people in Xijing die tragically at the hands of people from Tuyuan Kingdom?"

"If she wants to kill me, she can just give her my head. But the people of Xijing can't wait any longer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zisheng raised his head, looked at his father's face and said:

"Dad, my daughter believes that Qin Ze is already on his way."

Zhang Li held his forehead, a strand of white hair fell from his forehead, and said with a sad face:

"But...I'm afraid it's too late..."

"Can we really rush to Xijing before Tuyuan Kingdom massacres the people..."

Zhang Zisheng lowered his head and sewed the clothes in his hands without saying a word, his face still expressionless.

But the hand holding the needle trembled slightly and pricked the fingertip...