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Chapter 93 King Jing (seeking a bank note)

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    Han Ce deceived everyone.

    "What everyone sees is also Han Ce, but it is only a one-sided Han Ce. How can you lie to others? Master Zuo, please don't slander me."

    Han Ce smiled.

    Looking to Zuo Tong, he replied lightly.

    Just like icebergs, what people see are only icebergs floating on the sea, but they are far from knowing how big the sea is.

    It can only be said that you lack of discovery, and it cannot be said that the iceberg deceived you.

    "What Lord Hou said is true."

    Zuo Tong readily agreed with Han Ce's words.

    "Just ask if you have any questions, Zuo Tong knows everything!" Zuo Tong said with a hearty smile.

    "Master Zuo is so straightforward?"

    Han Ce didn't expect that Zuo Tong didn't want to negotiate terms with him at all. Zuo Tong didn't hide and cover up, as if he was extremely frank.

    "When a bird is about to die, its song is mournful; when a man is about to die, his words should be kind!"

    Zuo Tong said.

    Exile for five thousand miles, and dispatched to Ninggu Pagoda?

    Zuo Tong knew that it was impossible for Xiao Yanlong to allow himself to walk to Ninggu Pagoda alive.

    Lu Qing died, this is the best proof.

    Since he knew that he was bound to die, he had nothing to hide.

    "I want to know why the Ministry of War did not support the northern border ten years ago!"

    Han Ce asked.

    The imperial court should know the key to the northern border. How could it not send troops to support it, or even have food and grass support, watching 200,000 Han family troops die in the northern border.

    "Master Hou, I don't fully know the whole story! I only know that Prime Minister Lin has been to the Ministry of War a few times, and no one has mentioned anything about the northern border since then!"

    Zuo Tong seems to recall carefully.

    It seems to have returned to that era.

    "What did you say? Prime Minister Lin has been to the Ministry of War?"

    After hearing this, Han Ce felt in a trance.

    "That's right, I clearly remember that I came three times, which happened to be when the Han family army was defending against the enemy in the northern border!" Zuo Tong remembered correctly, it was three times.

    Because in those three times, Lin Mingzhang was received by himself.

    "Is there anything else?"

    "One more thing, our Ministry of War has sent food and grass support!"

    Zuo Tong added another sentence.

    "Sent it once?"

    Han Ce asked in amazement again, this is impossible, the Han family army didn't receive a single ration back then, how could there be rations to support them.

    "It's absolutely true. At that time, we ordered the five counties in the northern border to raise 3 million deniers of food and grass. There can be no falsehood!"

    Zuo Tong said seriously.

    It doesn't look like he is lying in his words.

    "This is impossible. The Han family army did not receive a grain of grass in the northern border."

    Mu Hanfeng said.

    He somewhat didn't believe Zuo Tong's words, because the surviving Han family soldiers all said that they were running out of food and grass at that time.

    Where did the three million deniers of grain and grass go?  Disappeared out of nowhere?

    "Thank you, my lord, for telling me, Han Ce is very grateful!"

    Han Ce made a salute.

    "Don't dare!"

    Zuo Tong saluted, then turned and left.

    Looking at Zuo Tong's back.

    "Master Hou, do you really believe Zuo Tong's words?"

    Mu Hanfeng looked at Han Ce.

    "Half-truths, half-false!"

    Naturally, Han Ce would not be so simple as to completely believe Zuo Tong's words. Even if Zuo Tong wanted to lie, he had to have a fact to back it up.

    Lies also need facts to pave the way.

    "Ask Qian Dongpo to send the documents of the Ministry of War to see if there is really any support for the northern border!" Han Ce reminded.

    "Understood!" Mu Hanfeng nodded.

    After waiting for a while, Mu Hanfeng realized that Han Ce had no intention of leaving.

    "Won't Master Hou go back?"

    Mu Hanfeng asked.

    "Have you forgotten what day it is? Someone is coming."

    Han Ce said calmly while standing by the roadside.

    "King Jing!"

    Mu Hanfeng immediately realized who Han Ce was talking about.

    When they left Beiliang City, King Jing told them that he would return to the capital in the near future.

    Xiao Yanjing, the third son of Emperor Daliang.

      Sealed as King Jing.

    Although Xiao Yanjing is a prince, he doesn't get the treatment of many princes.

    His life seems to many people like a person who lives in no fixed place, coming and going is always very busy.

    Fifteen years ago, Xiao Yanjing was sent to Beiliang City by Emperor Jingrui to learn martial arts from Han Xiaozhong as his teacher.

    Ten years ago, when the northern border was in crisis, Han Xiaozhong led his army to defend against the enemy, and the Han family army perished. Xiao Yanjing was recalled from Beiliang City to the capital to study in the Imperial College.

    Five years ago, Xiao Yanjing graduated from the Imperial College and was sent to Beiliang City to guard the northern border of Daliang.

    In the past fifteen years, Xiao Yanjing's figure has only appeared in the court a few times. If no one mentions it, they may have ignored the existence of this prince.

    "King Jing has been living in no fixed place for these years!" Mu Hanfeng said.

    "There is no other way. His mother is Beiyan's princess. Because she married her relatives in Daliang. Later, Beiyan and Daqi attacked Daliang. Concubine Yan hanged herself to death. If King Jing didn't have royal blood, he might not be spared."  !"

    Han Ce said slowly.

    Such is the fate.

    It is said that all these matters have nothing to do with Xiao Yanjing, but people always put Beiyan's hatred on Xiao Yanjing.

    Emperor Jingrui didn't want to see this son.

    Everyone in the Beiliang army didn't like this prince very much.

    Just because half of his blood is the blood of the Beiyan royal family.

    "coming!"

    After waiting for less than half a day, Han Ce heard the sound of horseshoes.

    A group of people came in front of Han Ce and Mu Hanfeng.

    The leader is wearing a goose feather armor, holding a long spear, a long knife on his waist, and a curved bow on his back. He looks majestic and imposing.

    There is a heroic spirit between the eyebrows.

    The eyes are as sharp as a sharp sword.

    "Why are you here?"

    Without waiting for Han Ce to speak, the man jumped off the horse and walked to Han Ce with a smile.

    "How can I say that I am also your only friend, if I don't come to greet you, I'm afraid you will be sad!" Han Ce put down the grill in his hand, stood up and glanced at the person in front of him.

    Because of his life in the army, Xiao Yanjing gave people a unique temperament because of his father's true biography.

    It is the unique temperament of a soldier.

    "I didn't ask you to come!" Xiao Yanjing waved his hand and said.

    "Then don't eat it!"

    Han Ce pointed to the barbecue in front of him.

    "Then don't drink it!" Xiao Yanjing waved his hand, and a guard behind him immediately brought a wine jar, "The wine made by the gods of Beiliang City, the boss asked me to bring you a few more jars when I came, but the journey is far away  , this is the only jar of wine left!"

    Xiao Yanjing patted the wine jar in his hand and said proudly.

    All these years, Han Ce was Xiao Yanjing's only friend.

    Han Ce never became hostile to Xiao Yanjing or excluded Xiao Yanjing because of Xiao Yanjing's mother and concubine.

    "threaten me?"

    "Don't dare, I'm just negotiating conditions!" Xiao Yanjing said with a smile.

    The two sat down, and the guards behind them dismounted to rest one by one.

    They are Xiao Yanjing's confidantes.

    In fifteen years, Xiao Yanjing also had a group of loyal followers.

    However, these followers of his are all from the army, and their status is not very high, but everyone is very loyal to Xiao Yanjing.

    On the battlefield, everyone advances and retreats together, sharing weal and woe.

    "The group of exiles I saw on the road just now seem to be Zuo Tong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites!" Xiao Yanjing looked at Han Ce, and he shouldn't be mistaken.

    "That's right, when Xia Yong's case was rehabilitated, Zuo Tong forged military documents, was exiled for five thousand miles, and was sent to Ninggu Pagoda!"

    Han Ce explained lightly.

    "What about the mastermind?"

    "Zuotong has borne all the crimes by himself!"

    Han Ce said helplessly.  In fact, even if Xiao Yanlong was confessed, after ten years, Xiao Yanlong would not be severely punished.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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