Zhang Wenqian stroked his three-cord long beard and held a stack of reports from various armies in his hand. On the brown bed near him, Prince Kublai was smoking a cigar. For him, he felt that he was increasingly unable to do without such refreshing, awakening and relieved things.

"Prince, we should have encountered the Chinese army. Each unit suffered heavy casualties. Our army has gone one of the tenth! If this matter is not changed, I am afraid..."

Although the winter in Shu is not very cold, the moisture here still has a strong impact on people from the Mongolian desert like Prince Kublai Khan. In the tent, although there was no feeling of coldness, Prince Kublai Khan still ordered people to raise a copper furnace. For him, he just hoped that the warmth could drive away the annoying moisture.

Because he smoked opium and enjoyed the slight dizziness with his eyes closed, his eyes opened. After smoking a cigar, he felt a strong introspective feeling. It seemed that he was the only one in this world, and he thought about everything in his heart. At this time, he didn't like others to disturb him.

Zhang Wenqian easily understood Prince Kublai Khan's meaning from the way he only opened one eye slightly to look at himself. Therefore, he stopped talking, but also took out a cigar.

However, this action made Prince Kublai Khan a little confused. He didn't understand why Zhang Wenqian didn't smoke the cigar he gave him. At least as a smoker, he could see that when he handed Zhang Wenqian a cigar, he would never suck it directly when he smoked. He just sucked the cigarette into his mouth and spit it out. And it is certain that whenever he gave him a cigar, he would say goodbye soon. Why is that?

This made him feel a little uncomfortable. Although it couldn't explain any problem, it just made people feel uncomfortable. Originally, when he was half lying here, he wanted to tell him his plans. The things in front of him seemed to be damaged, but in fact it became a kind of capital that threatened Zhao Xu.

Then if he cooperated with Zhao Fubo at this moment, even if many of his subordinates were about to die, Zhao Xu would even die. After all, with his current military strength, he could not be an opponent of the "Chinese Army". Of course, this is also the reason why Zhao Xu cannot support the Queen Sea of ​​the Mongol Empire to become the queen at this moment.

"Zhongqian, you'd better write a letter for me!"

"Yes, Prince!"

Zhang Wenqian no longer talked about the current situation, but spread out the letter paper. Of course, he had eliminated the brush at this moment. Although it cannot be denied that it was a culture with self-cultivation, it was really too slow compared to the fountain pen. Zhang Wenqian, who at least wrote quite quickly, could basically finish the letter when Prince Kublai Khan finished speaking.

Prince Kublai Khan, half lying there, pressed his hand on his forehead.

"... The army is coming to the Song Dynasty. Although the food and grass are not scarce, the entire army has suffered heavy damage when the strong Chinese army attacks. Early spring has arrived recently, I am afraid that the road will be difficult when spring rain comes. If you can send your son-in-law Long Wei He Qi to lead the army to escort food and grass and other useful things to the front of the formation, it will be of great help. Otherwise, you will be afraid that facing the fierce attack of the Chinese army, you will be unbearable and ashamed of the drag of the imperial court... And, according to what the surrendered people in Shu, your younger brother Fu Bo has also come to the army. If you have any words to him, please ask Long Wei He Qi to bring together, so that it will not be a mistake..."

When Zhang Wenqian wrote this letter, he had some other concerns. That is, Prince Kublai Khan did not discuss this matter with him, which was obviously a manifestation of distrust. But now he asked himself to write this letter, probably to tell him about it. In addition, this letter also shows that he wanted to continue to cooperate with Zhao Xu. Although it was a cooperation with each other, in the face of the "Chinese Army" fighting here, they still had to fight.

"Anyway, where did I have any flaws?"

Zhang Wenqian said nothing about this. When he left Prince Kublai Khan's account, he held a letter filled in front of Prince Kublai Khan. In fact, Zhang Wenqian was the kind of person who "had recognized his mistakes and could use practical actions to assist the Chinese nation in resisting aggression and could forgive!" - abbreviated as "a person who could be forgiven".

This is what the person who gave Zhang Wenqian the opportunity at that time said to him.

"Please don't doubt the determination of our Majesty. The 100,000 troops killed by artillery in Sailah City and the bodies of Sain Khan Badu are his sincerity. The invading invaders and the traitors who assist the invaders in any way will not be forgiven. It is certain that they will be hanged!"

On the way to send the letter, Zhang Wenqian maintained his steady appearance as a literary man along the way. Looking back now, the scene when he saw that person was. He was a short and fat man with a blindfolded face, with his eyes wearing mojing glasses, making it impossible to recognize who he was based on his face.

I remember the endless chattering about him at that time, and I used eloquence to deal with it. Now when I recall it, it is really a bit pale to justify it.

"But I am just a gangster, just a savvy person!"

"Is that right? Mr. Zhang, you don't have to say so badly. We know very well that you are one of the most important counselors around Prince Kublai Khan. And if it is just a grass-roots person who teaches to make a living under the rule of foreign enemies, we will naturally not pursue it. But those who give advice to the Mongols and find solutions like you must be hanged!"

Although he could not see the expression of the short and fat man with a face covering, Zhang Wenqian could hear ridicule from his tone, and he was a little angry at the time for the ridicule.

"Hmph, the emperor of the Chinese Empire, who doesn't know that he is an unsatisfactory prince in the Song court. I think that when the Chinese people were in the hands of the barbarians, which prince in the Song Dynasty had ever paid attention to the life and death of the common people like us? Now we have to charge us with a traitor. That's fine, I, Zhang Zhongqian, stand upright and wait for him to chop it up!"

Although these words are difficult to argue, Zhang Wenqian knew that this was just an angry word. He didn't know what Zhao Fubo, the emperor of the Chinese Empire, and his Chinese army did. He just felt the grievance in his heart. As long as he recalled the grievances of the Han people under the rule of the Mongols in the past, would he not feel it?

He is a scholar. Even though he has the habit of "primarily following the back" of an old-fashioned scholar, Zhang Wenqian is not a person who does not seek much understanding. Of course he knows shame and his ancestors' faces. However, when did the imperial court of the Song Dynasty pay attention to the face of the "Chinese nation"?


Chapter completed!