After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

After a few days, Ge Kanglangda saw Han Mochu again in front of the Xuanzheng Hall.

Today's Han Mochu didn't wear a hair crown, but tied his hair loosely in a bun.He was wearing a lotus-colored crane-pattern cloak, and the wide sleeves were bound behind by loops, revealing half of his slender and clean arms.

When Ge Kang Langda came in, Han Mochu was painting.

The wide and long desk is covered with painting utensils in a mess. Han Mochu is biting a stick of jade stem in his mouth, the pen stands like a pine forest between his left fingers, and his right hand is twiddling a liner pen that is only as thick as a pine branch, concentrating on polishing his paintings .

Han Mochu's set of lake brushes for painting was a birthday present from Gu Xiu.

A set of twelve, all-body jade pen holders, also use the top needles, and the end of each brush is dotted with a natural jade bead, the only set in the entire Zhou Dynasty.When Han Mochu received this item, he said that Gu Xiu should not lose his morals because of favor, and be extravagant and wasteful.On the one hand, he honestly placed this set of lake pens on the small shelf next to Ba's bed, and touched them twice every day before going to bed.

"Master Taifu, the King of Gel Kang has arrived." Yuan Bao, the chief eunuch, waved his whisk in his hand, and gave way to Gel Kang Langda who was behind him.

Han Mochu concentrated on finishing the last stroke before putting the lake brush in his hand back on the pen holder, and said softly and cordially: "Master Kekang, I feel a little haggard after not seeing you for a few days. It seems that the climate of Dazhou, you I can't help it."

"Mr. Zhou, don't talk so much nonsense. I entered the palace today to talk about the unfinished business from last time!" Now Kang Langda's eyelids were black and blue, his face was pale, and he looked completely gray. Spirit.He vomited blood twice last night, and he couldn't find a trustworthy doctor in Honglu Temple. Today, he came to the palace with all his strength to argue with Han Mochu. Seeing Han Mochu's unrelated behavior, his chest twitched At this moment, his blood was tossing even more fiercely, and he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You are still talking about a big country, so it turns out that it only uses such low-level schemes!"

Han Mochu raised his arms upwards, and the little eunuch serving behind him untied the shackles on his sleeve robe, and the wide and long sleeve robe fell down instantly. With a calm face: "Conspiracy and trickery? It's too polite to use the word Gel Kang Guozhu? There are tens of thousands of Nanzhao soldiers. How can you say that this is conscienceless and heinous? But think about it." That's right, compared to the evil that Lord Giekang has done in my Great Zhou, this official can really be called lenient."

"Since you know the current situation in the southern border of your country, aren't you afraid that your people in the southern border will be buried by your own soldiers?" Ke Kanglangda took a few steps forward aggressively.

"Of course I'm not afraid. I have a famous doctor and good medicine in Da Zhou. How can I be helpless?" Han Mochu walked around the desk and stood in front of Gel Kang Langda, calmly narrating the facts that had happened: "This The official knows that the epidemic in southern Xinjiang is not an epidemic, but the miasma poison you sent people to plant. I also know that you did not come to Beijing this time just for business talks. The soldiers hid in the valley and spread the miasma all the way, in order to make my Dazhou fall into panic about the epidemic. However, I can tell you that although the miasma poison in my Dazhou cannot be cured, it is already preventable. You Every poison formation set up before entering Beijing has been cleaned up by the defenders from all over the country. The battle situation in southern Xinjiang has been reversed as early as three days before you entered Bianjing. Our army took the route from Xirong to detour behind your army , Burn all the food and grass in your army, as well as your own soldiers who are hiding in the suburbs of our big Zhou capital, their lives are also in the hands of this officer."

"Since...that's the case..." Ge Kanglangda was a little unsteady, and he was holding the cloth on his chest tightly, trying not to let himself fall down: "Why do you Zhou people pretend to be with you?" This gentleman talks about peace! Why don't you go to war directly!"

"Of course it's to trick you into staying in Beijing, and then swallow the soldiers you brought." Han Mochu rolled up his cuffs, tilted his head and smiled, and said, "The miasma poison you worked so hard to control has already been mastered by someone in Dazhou." Do the same thing. And the medicine is more powerful, and the onset is faster. Pity your soldiers hiding in the mountains, in the cold, isolated and helpless. You can only watch the companions around you fall one by one, and you can’t come out to ask for help with great fanfare. "

"..." Gel Kang Langda gritted his teeth and remained silent. The scene described by Han Mochu was like a sharp knife inserted straight into his chest and kept stirring.

"Forget it, I know that you are here today to seek a way out for these poor people. I can give you this opportunity, it just depends on whether Lord Gekang is willing to take it."

"What chance, you say."

"I will give you a cup of tea to write down the antidote to miasma poison you used in southern Xinjiang, and I will also give you our antidote to let them live. What do you think?"

"You want to ask for the antidote?" Ge Kang Langda seemed to have seen Han Mochu's weakness, and said in a cold voice, "What if I don't give it?"

"Leader Ge Kang doesn't want to give it to you. You only have this bargaining chip left in your hand. If you don't want to grasp this official, there is nothing you can do." Han Mochu shook his head regretfully: "Originally, this official wanted to accumulate some evil for myself. Yes, who knows that you don't appreciate it. Then you go out of the palace, if you walk quickly, you may see one or two living people, if you are slow..."

"Okay! I'll write!" Ge Kanglangda interrupted Han Mochu in a blunt tone.

After Gee Kanglangda said, in three minutes, a nimble little eunuch prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed them on the small table for entertaining guests. Gee Kanglangda quickly wrote down more than a dozen drug names with a pen , and then dropped the brush in his hand: "That's enough, the antidote for you Zhou people."

"Don't worry, it's a long way to the south, I'll always have someone check it out." Han Mochu dragged the written prescription and handed it to the little eunuch next to him: "Go to the imperial hospital and show it to Mr. Su. "

After about one stick of incense, the little eunuch ran back out of breath again: "Return...reply to Taifu Han's words, Mr. Su said this is feasible."

"You heard me! Hand over the antidote!" Gel Kang Langda almost roared: "Are you trying to break your promise?!"

"The antidote?" Han Mochu looked at the other party apologetically, "I forgot to mention that the antidote to this miasma poison is complicated, and the antidote has not yet been prepared."

"You!" Ge Kang Langda reached out to grab Han Mochu's collar, but the other party easily dodged it.

"However, they don't need to use any antidote anymore. On the eve before you entered the palace, I ordered the army of the king's division to attack the mountain with fire. Now there are probably no living people in the mountain." Han Mochu turned around and walked behind the desk table , picked up the carefully created painting, gently lifted it forward, and the paper slowly fell to the ground.

The paper fell to a halt, and Ge Kanglangda took a closer look at the contents of the painting.

In the snow-deep mountain depression, wolves, wild beasts, poisonous smoke, fire, stumps and bones, some people are still struggling to survive with fire burning.Someone had his arm bitten off by a wild beast, and he was still holding a machete to resist desperately.

Han Mochu's painting skills are excellent, and he vividly outlined a purgatory on earth.

Ge Kangronda immediately lost the instinct of thinking as if hit by a boulder in the back of the head, and fell to the ground as if exhausted for a moment, with trembling hands stroking the floating paintings on the ground.

He raised his head and wanted to strangle Han Mochu in front of him, but he couldn't exert any strength in his body, so he could only stare at him fiercely with his blood-red eyes: "Mr. Han, you act so viciously, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Why is this official being punished?" Han Mochu lightly raised his eyebrows, "You are the one who killed these people. You insisted on creating chaos on the border of our Great Zhou, killing countless officials and civilians. You even led your own soldiers into Beijing, In the name of peace talks, you tried to capture our royal capital. In fact, if you agreed to my request on the first day, I would never touch those soldiers who hid in the mountains. It was you who insisted on swallowing the wild words I, Da Zhou Jiangshan, rejected the terms of the peace talks. As the lord of the country, it is understandable that you want to benefit the people of one side, but your strength cannot control your own ambitions. So this group of people were killed by your arrogance. Being loyal to you, you can only let them die in vain. For a person like you, even if I give you the four states in southern Xinjiang in compromise, you will never be able to become a monarch who can benefit the world."

Gel Kang Langda finally couldn't hold back any more, spattered a mouthful of blood on the painting on the ground, struggled to get up, and the hysterical Chaohan Mochu rushed over: "I'm going to kill you!"

Ge Kang Langda let out a hoarse roar, which alarmed the guards outside the palace gate.

A dozen or so guards entered quickly and pinned Kang Langda to the ground.

Han Mochu walked up to Ge Kanglangda slowly, and said condescendingly: "I will tell you one more thing. According to the news from the front yesterday, Nanzhao Palace has changed. Just after your Nanzhao military camp food and grass were burned, Nanzhao Zhaofu Chengjun led his own soldiers to overthrow the rule of your Ge Kang family. Both your wife and eldest son died in the palace uprising. But your youngest son, who was under two years old, was brought out by your retainers , Your Majesty has asked him to be admitted into my Dazhou territory. If there is no accident, this child will be the first Jingnanhou of my Dazhou. He will grow up in Dazhou, learn Zhou Wen, learn Zhou rituals, and in the future Use Zhou law to rule Nanzhao. After Nanzhao returns to Zhou, His Majesty will make it rich and prosperous, and he will make all Nanzhao people willing to be Zhou people. Your people will be here In the happy life, I gradually forgot my original land, surname, and even the foundation of my ancestors. I forgot Nanzhao, and I also forgot you. The ideals you have pursued all your life will be realized one by one by my Son of Heaven. As for you Is this official? I will not let you die, I will let you live well, but you can only be in constant anxiety in the loss of being gradually forgotten by others, and the guilt of killing your own general. In the future, you will be an example , presumably in the next ten years there will be no foreign race that dares to easily invade our Chaotianwei."

Ge Kang Langda was firmly pressed to the ground, and he could only see the tip of Han Mochu's shoe.

The moment he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a beautiful but poisonous butterfly constantly flying towards him.

He wanted to break the butterfly's wings, but the butterfly had already killed him first.

The author has something to say:

完了完了，这章之后师父父恐怕要掉粉了！感谢在2021-07-0722:21:49~2021-07-0819:53:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Qi Qinghe 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!