Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

Shen Jianghe's expression turned cold, "Wan Tuchen, you only have 1 people in your city, what confidence do you have for me to give up Qingzhou?"

"Then why did your lord come to negotiate with me, why not just storm Qingzhou and break into the city?" Wan Qichen played with the teacup on the table and smiled casually.

"However, after your lord takes Qingzhou, the situation in Yongzhou may be a foregone conclusion, and it will be difficult to reverse it. At that time, His Majesty will blame you. After all, you still can't do it for a few days as Qingzhou shepherd. You will soon be able to go underground to find Lord Fan Sui. Yes, he must be very happy to see you."

"you--!"

Shen Jianghe slammed the table down, stood up from his seat, his face flushed with anger, but he couldn't say anything to refute Wan Chenchen.

After a whole night of sleepless nights, and faced with the difficult situation in front of him, his brain almost exploded, humming in pain.

"My lord, don't be angry, if you fall down, the situation will get worse." Wan Chenchen comforted softly.The black eyes were calm and without warmth.

The wind outside was whistling, hitting the closed doors and windows, as if trying to break through the restriction, but it was futile after all.

Shen Jianghe clenched his fists, remained silent for a long time, and sat down slowly.

His expression was a little empty, and he looked at the surrounding environment in a trance, as if he was struggling and unwilling.

In the end, it was difficult to say that sentence: "...give Qingzhou to you, will I be able to solve the predicament in front of me?"

Wan Tuchen let out a low laugh, with a faint cold light in his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "I threatened the lives of Mrs. Shen's wife and daughter. Mr. Shen felt like a knife was piercing his heart. In the end, he had no choice but to give up Qingzhou. The world will only praise Mr. Shen for his deep love Yizhong, even if Yongzhou falls in the end and you make trouble before His Majesty, there is a reason for the incident, and it is justifiable, and more importantly, Mr. Shen has a good father-in-law, and with him to take care of your future, Shangjing may not be as beautiful as Qingzhou."

"What about you?" Shen Jianghe was not deceived by Wan Qichen's words, "What can you give me?"

"What is the position of the commander in front of the palace?"

Shen Jianghe choked for breath.

He looked at the warm smiling face in front of him in disbelief.

"Wu An, the commander in front of the palace today, is the prince's confidant..."

"When your lord enters Beijing, you will hear the sad news that Wu An was assassinated and died." Wan Tuchen raised his eyebrows, "This is what I can give lord."

"After Wu An's death, there will be someone to recommend you to take over."

……

Shen Jianghe didn't leave the State Shepherd's Mansion until the sun was high.

When I came, my heart was heavy, my boat was overwhelmed, and the cold wind was blowing into my bones. When I left, the sun was warm and there was no cloud in the sky.

Xu Jin didn't know what Shen Jianghe had talked with Wan Tuchen in the city.

That afternoon, he led tens of thousands of soldiers to formally confront Wan Tuchen.

Wan Tuchen threatened Shen Li's mother and daughter to force Shen Jianghe to surrender his military power.

Above the city tower, the young woman and woman were crying and bid farewell to Shen Jianghe, unable to hide their fear.

Shen Jianghe was deeply saddened, his expression was forbearing, and he had no choice but to compromise in order to save himself.

Wan Tuchen took Qingzhou with one soldier and one soldier, and all the troops belonged to the banner.

When the person who sent the secret report to Shen Jianghe saw it, he didn't care whether Wan Qichen's method of taking over the position was upright and in line with the law, so he turned to him.

Wan Tuchen didn't say yes or no, and just let the people below entertain the messenger.

In the study, Ouyang Yu was thinking about it with two human skin masks, and asked casually: "What are you thinking in your heart, do you plan to send troops to reinforce Yongzhou?"

"Send troops, but not reinforcements."

Wan Tuchen stood in front of the table, brushed his sleeves and picked up the pen, leaving ink marks.

Ouyang Yu was curious and walked over to take a look.

On the luxurious white paper, the word "Gong" flies like a lone wolf in the snow.

The young man's soft but oppressive voice came from above:

"It's plunder."