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Wu Zheng pointed at Ji Du and laughed, "This is reasonable... This is true!"

Ji Du also laughed, "Actually, I admire the King of Wu very much... The King of Wu was able to establish such a foundation in six or seven years, which is really a role model in Ji Du's heart!"

Good words always make you happy. Wu Zheng's face improved a lot, and he said with a smile, "No matter how beautiful flattering words are, they cannot withstand any conditions."

"My father told me that I could give up Shuntian Mansion to the King of Wu in full... three months, only three months!"

Wu Zheng's face changed drastically. If it was a great temptation to annihilate Wu Sangui's main force, then Ji Du said that he could give up Shuntian Mansion intact, which would hit Wu Zheng's biggest wish at this time.

The Ming Dynasty enjoyed the country for nearly three hundred years, and the capital was in Shuntian Prefecture for more than two hundred years. Both architecture and humanities are the center of China.

If you can protect it, you must naturally protect it. Otherwise, after being destroyed, you will have to spend time, energy, manpower and financial resources to repair it.

There are 200,000 defenders in the city. If they really fight, Jirhalang will jump over the wall in a hurry, and maybe even bigger monsters will appear.

Three months, it is three months later to recover the capital. It has been waiting for six or seven years. Are you still three months away? Wu Zheng couldn't help but feel moved.

"Go back... and tell your father that I actually want to commit less murder... In this way, it's no point in saying that you're going to let your father release all the people who were detained in the capital first, and Gu ordered the attack to stop... and then let's discuss the specific matters in detail."

Ji Du was overjoyed, "Wu King Yingming... I will go back and report to my father!"

Seeing Ji Du retreating, Wu Zheng immediately said to Huang Changping: "I'll order all troops to attack north from now on... How much can I recover? It's better to be at the Shuntian Prefecture City."

....

Shuntian Mansion, Prince Zheng Mansion.

Jirgalang squinted his eyes and was napping.

Behind him, two beautiful maids pressing his shoulders.

Ji Du had finished talking about the negotiations with Wu Zhengyi and looked at his father carefully.

"Wu Zheng really agreed?" Jirgalang still didn't open his eyes.

Jidu hurriedly replied, "I agreed... I said that as long as we release their people who were detained before, we can negotiate a truce."

Jirgalang smiled slightly and raised his hand and signaled, "It's a good job... Go down and rest first."

Ji Du was a little disappointed and replied: "That boy... has surrendered."

After Ji Du left, an unexpected person turned out from it. It turned out to be Boluo, who had been released by Wu Zheng, who was like a stray dog.

Logically speaking, Boro and Jirgalang should be the opponents.

But Jiergalang took in Boluo, right? It was all Aixing Jueluo family, and it was also in the face of national crisis, so naturally they had to work together to save themselves.

"Why didn't Uncle explain to Jidu... Can you still trust your son?"

Jirgalang opened his eyes and took off the beautiful maid who was pressing his shoulders behind him.

"This matter is related to the survival of our dynasty, so I have to be careful!" Jirhalang said leisurely, "Such a person suddenly appeared in the south, which made our dynasty successful... It is really a misfortune of the national dynasty!"

Boro said expressionlessly: "The national hatred and private hatred are all in one place... I am irreconcilable with him! As long as I can defeat him and kill him... I don't care at any price!"

Jirgalang nodded with satisfaction, "Three months... I think it should be enough!"

Boluo suddenly said: "Do you really think... Zheng Sen will agree to our request and attack Hangzhou Prefecture... Does he have that strength?"

Jirgalang laughed, and the ugly it was to purse his mouth.

"I don't know if Zheng Sen will attack Hangzhou Prefecture... But everyone is fighting against snipes and clams, and the fishermen benefit. The more they fight, the more they are, the more they are beneficial to us." Jiergalang sighed softly, "I'm afraid they fight not ruthlessly enough!"

"Would you send someone to reinforce...?"

"No!" Jirgalang glared, "I have spent so much effort, so much manpower and financial resources. What I want to see is that the disaster caused by Wu Zheng is behind him!"

"But... I'm always uneasy. Will Zheng Sen really turn against Wu Zheng? If he is truly loyal to Wu Zheng, then wouldn't we... let Wu Zheng be satisfied?"

Jiergalang was silent for a while and sighed lightly: "Actually, I am not sure... But after living such an old age, I think I can see clearly the hearts of people... Zheng Sen is not a dragon or a tiger, he is a wolf... A wolf wants to eat meat, and a wolf will not surrender... If he doesn't move, then I'm really blind!"

Boro stopped asking and was silent.

....

Hangzhou City, Mo family mansion.

The princess of the King of Wu, Mo Yiqing, returned to her parents' home to visit her relatives.

However, this time the support was not big, just a soft sedan chair came quietly through the main entrance.

Mo Zhong Nian is sick, very severe, and vomits blood.

As the legitimate granddaughter, Mo Yiqing had to rush back according to the sermon.

Although Mo Yiqing had guessed the reason for Aye's vomiting blood, as a human and granddaughter, she could not avoid many things.

"Aye... Qing'er is back... Are you okay?"

It is really sad to be sad before you speak.

Mo Zhinian, who had been closing his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, and he slowly raised his hand, and Mo Yiqing quickly stepped forward and hugged his hands with his hands.

Mo obsessed with his hands trembled violently, "...The princess on the side is back, I... can't go to the main door to greet him... I look at the princess on the side... I forgive my guilt!"

"Aye... stop talking!" Mo Yiqing cried bitterly.

Mo Zhinian's eyes were filled with tears and muttered, "It's not good for Aye... I've made Qing'er wronged!"

Mo Yiqing cried even louder.

"Good boy... don't cry first... Aye has something to say to you."

Mo Yiqing slowly stopped crying and sobbed, "Aye, please tell me... Where is Qing'er listening!"

"What your father did... is so great that Aye can no longer protect him... He is your father after all, you have to protect him!"

Mo Yiqing cried again, "It's not Qing'er's cruelty... It's just that what my father did, the crimes cannot be forgiven... Aye knew Qing'er's place in his husband's heart... Qing'er was afraid that once he asked, he would not be able to get his husband's compassion... Instead, he hated the Mo family even more!"

Mo Jie Nian sighed and said, "Aye has thought of these things too... It's really hard for you, but it won't work if you don't ask for it... Lord Zhang, the Censor, has come to the door... If Aye hadn't been sick by vomiting blood... your father would have been taken away by him torture... Alas!"

Looking at the painful expression of Mo Zhinian's face, Mo Yiqing resolutely said: "Qing'er just went to plead with your husband for his father... Aye, be content with peace of mind... Before your husband comes back, Lord Zhang will not come to arrest Aye again."

Mo Zunian was crying, "Good kid...good kid...we are a family... Although after this, the King of Wu will definitely suppress the Mo family even more, but as long as you can save your father's life... everything is worth it!"
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