Chapter Sixteen: The Great Shaman's Resentful Poison
This edict was the self-satisfied work of Zhu Yujin, hinting that Southern Ming generals could surrender to Qing when they were desperate, but wait for an opportunity to rebel again, and the court would not blame them for this. Once this edict was made public, it is likely that the Qing army would be vigilant when accepting surrenders, and Southern Ming generals who wanted to surrender would have some reservations, while those who surrendered and then rebelled against the Qing again would have less guilt.
What's the big deal about killing two birds with one stone? I'm killing three or four birds with one stone, and it's a clever move that will pay off in the long run. It's truly a stroke of genius! Zhu Yongxing leaned back slightly, closed his eyes, and thought to himself: As a modern person, he was actually able to engage in this kind of wordplay and psychological game with ancient people - wasn't that something to be proud of?
A refreshing sensation swept across his forehead, and Zhu Yongxing opened his eyes to find Mengzhu wiping the sweat from his brow with a damp cloth. The two were very close, gazing at Mengzhu's bright and beautiful face, her large, charming eyes like those of an immortal maiden, filled with deep affection, warmth, and trust. Zhu Yongxing couldn't help but reach out and stroke her smooth, pale arm.
Mengzhu didn't blush, but blinked her richly expressive eyes and said innocently: "Your Highness, go propose the marriage, my dad will agree."
Zhu Yongxing was stunned. He was a man, a normal man, and he would be moved by beautiful women too. But proposing was one thing, in his opinion it was just the beginning of romance; getting married made him react for a moment. After a long time, he blinked his eyes, smiled awkwardly, and said: "Proposing like this, is it okay? Isn't it too sudden?"
"Suddenly?" Mengzhu seemed puzzled by the word, furrowed her delicate eyebrows and said: "I like you, you like me, get married, be together, it's God's arrangement."
Zhu Yongxing scratched his head, and the Mia girl's straightforwardness made him a bit at a loss. He stuttered for a moment before explaining: "Uh, how should I put it? My point is that we need to take things slow, one step at a time. First, we need to confirm our relationship, then get engaged, and finally get married - it's a process! Confirming our relationship means dating, uh, you don't understand; going steady, ah, you don't comprehend even more. It means, first we talk and chat, deepen our understanding, hold hands, kiss, and only then can we discuss marriage - do you, do you get it?"
Mengzhu seemed to understand and yet not understand, blinked his eyes, looked at Zhu Yongxing, expecting him to continue explaining.
Zhu Yongxing scratched his ears and cheeks, finally finding a temporary excuse to get rid of her. He smiled and said: "Ah Zhu, how old are you this year? You're too young to get married, you have to be at least 18 years old."
Mengzhu's expression turned gloomy, and a hint of worry flashed in her clear and innocent eyes as she stammered: "Does that mean we still have to wait three years before Your Highness can take Ahzhu away?"
"We don't have to get married, but we can get engaged first, and then I'll take you with me wherever I go." Zhu Yongxing guessed Mengzhu's concerns and comforted her: "It's just that following me will make you suffer a lot, possibly encounter many dangers, overcome many difficulties, and the wandering life may make you regret it."
"Azhu will never regret." Mengzhu's eyes changed, two big eyes shining with eager light, a loving woman's gaze, both firm and pleading, implying trust, yet questioning, and submissive...
Zhu Yongxing became somewhat flustered, almost unable to resist the magic in those eyes. He hastily lowered his head, cleared his throat and said: "The imperial decree is now settled, the top priority is to quickly dispatch someone to Yunnan Province to calm people's minds. Or we can immediately leave Myanmar and send someone to deliver it to various places."
"Dai Wu can handle it." Meng Zhu said firmly: "I'll go find him now, and then take the palace down to see him. He is A Zhu's master, and his wisdom is deeper than the river water."
It should be deeper than the sea, Zhu Yongxing slightly pursed his lips, silly girl, wait for me to take you to see the sea, if we can really struggle to that point.
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The mountains and forests are shimmering with a red and blue plumage-like color in the afterglow of sunset. Looking north, the massive silhouette of the continuous high mountains is like a screen fan, and the sunlight shoots out from the serrated mountain back to the blue sky curtain, spraying golden light, and the distant mountains are set off against a blood-red background.
He leaned on his cane, slowly walked to the window, and gazed northward with narrowed eyes. His bony hands suddenly clenched into fists, several blue veins bulging out, revealing his turbulent emotions.
You are bold and daring, actually forging an imperial edict. If not so, it would be difficult to save the situation of the great hall about to collapse. The emperor abandoned the country, the royal family supervised the country, although it was a helpless move, but also a good chess move. Meng Shi Zi, I didn't misjudge you, you are a man who can do great things, and you have the heart to revive the king and dominate.
Azhū was deeply immersed in the intense love, completely obedient to Zhū Yǒngxīng, doing whatever he asked. However, this didn't mean others would be the same. Dà Wū learned of this shocking news from Mèngzhū's mouth and naturally a huge storm surged up in his heart, also making him finally decide to implement the plan that had been hidden in his heart for so long.
As the years went by, his body weakened with age. He had thought he would end up buried in regret, ashamed to face his ancestors. But now there's hope for him to fulfill his lifelong wish while still alive. How could he not be moved? How could he not seize this opportunity tightly? Although it's just a glimmer of hope, although the difficulties are numerous, he can't worry about that anymore.
The flames were raging, the fire was ravaging, and the pain of being scorched was unbearable to recall; the screams were deafening, the swords were flashing, and the blood of loved ones was splashing everywhere, making him wake up in his dreams, drenched in cold sweat. The shaman's eyes widened, dyed red by the sunset, and his eyes were also filled with blood. His body was trembling, feeling all the blood rushing to his head, and the painful memories were biting at his heart again, filling him with hatred, gritting his teeth, nodding his head, it was time to make him pay in blood, it was time for blood to be repaid with blood.
Under the bamboo building, Ah Zhu and Zhu Yongxing walked side by side, both with smiles on their faces, chatting happily. No one expected to encounter a huge difficulty, a difficult challenge here in Daxi.
Azhu has been staying in the mountain village for too long and has been confined for too long. After reading many books from the Han family, she can no longer be content with a dull and mundane life. She has a strong yearning for the vast world outside and longs to live a romantic life with her lover in the bustling red dust world, "In heaven, I'd like to be a bird flying together, on earth, I'd like to be branches that are intertwined", "Sharing joys and sorrows, relying on each other through life and death". Once her dream is about to come true, she is like a worldly-minded little monk, rejoicing from the bottom of her heart.
Zhu Yongxing, of course, would not have imagined that meeting with the Grand Shaman would be difficult. The clan leaders had all agreed, after all, and it was just a matter of discussing some specific matters. Then he would have an escort of several hundred strong men from the Mangshan Ke tribe, leaving Burma and entering Yunnan, beginning the magnificent and earth-shaking struggle against heaven that was planned.
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