C158 Fu Rong Hid It from His Father and Joined the Army(2)

"What!" Fu Zhizhi was so scared that he stood up and suddenly went limp. "What should we do? What should we do? That child has been practicing martial arts for less than a year, and that child is only thirteen years old. How could he enter the battlefield?"

At this moment, Han Jiang was calmer than Fu Ting. "Do you know where Brother Rong is currently in the military camp?" When he saw that there was someone behind Qiu Dynasty, he knew that it was a messenger. "What did Second Master say? Did he tell Eldest Brother?"

Da Qiu hurriedly said, "He didn't tell Eldest Young Master that because of the urgency of the matter, he called out for Young Master Ting and directly attracted him over."

That servant was a little old, and his words were somewhat logical." I've already asked someone to inquire about it. They said that he was a pawn in Pei County. He doesn't even have a horse." After saying that, he bowed and said, "Second Master is anxious. I only hope that Second Master can come out and ask for a favor. Find Brother Rong." He took out a cloth bag from his pocket and said, "Here are two thousand silver notes, they are all small..."

"Ting Zhizhi, what do you think?" Han Jiang quickly thought about it and realized that the postal route had been cut off. Even though Zhongdu had a bad relationship with Zhizhi, there was no movement from the Lower River Prefecture. Although the prime minister had leaked the news beforehand, Zhou Sun Zhongchong had been trying his best to help. The news was concealed very well. The imperial censor who went down to the river saw the Fu Family members with respectful and affectionate expressions every time. From this, it could be seen that the position of the imperial censor of the Fu Ting Pavilion was still stable and could still be used to scare people.

"Hehe..." Just as he was thinking, he heard Fu Ting's laughter.

Her smile was abrupt, and it was a strange yet deep helplessness. "Xuan Zhi, how many sons of other families are killing their enemies on the battlefield, and how many fathers have died and how many orphans and widows have been left behind, can you calculate it clearly?"

As Fu Ting spoke, he walked to the front of the messenger. Go back and tell Second Uncle that Fu Si will immediately set off for Pei County. When I arrive at Pei County, if Brother Rong is alive, I will live well. If I am late... I will leave it to fate." He waved his hand. "Go back quickly. I won't let you stay overnight." That person received the confirmation and went off.

"You go and stop Brother Zhu. Tell him not to leave first." After instructing the Qiu Dynasty to stop Zhu Hua from leaving, Fu Ting fell into deep thought.

"Xuan Zhi understands the meaning of Ting Zhi." When Han Jiang heard that sentence, he already knew what it meant. "Other people's sons and fathers should go to war and die for Great Zhou, but the descendants of the Fu family cannot go. If this matter is really done, it really can't be considered righteous. " The subordinate stroked the banknote and sighed heavily. "This is the first time in the history of Ting Zhizhi bribing others."

"When did I say that I want to buy him back?" Fu Zhizhi said indifferently, "It's fine for me to compensate myself."

When Han Jiang heard this, his face instantly turned pale. "You, you want to go to the battlefield again? Yesterday, you even said that even a heaven warping genius would find it difficult to withdraw from the enemy after the navy was defeated. You also said that you had exhausted all your skills and were at your wit's end."

"Although they will definitely lose, there is no other way. I still have a tongue." Fu Tingzhi supported himself with the armrest and stood still. "I, Fu Tingzhi, can still rely on my little tongue to fight for a piece of land for His Majesty. Does this count as another kind of victory?" In the end, had he still come this far? It turned out that everything was destined. There was no way to avoid it, nor was there any way to change it.

"Negotiation?" Han Jiang tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart. "Do you think Ji Cheng will stop the negotiation? He is currently winning the war. He can totally break through the central capital." A fief? Isn't it too simple to let Dazheng raise Emperor Zhou Wen? Ji Jiang really can rest assured with such a huge problem?

The pavilion walked towards the study door step by step with determination. It was only when it reached the door that he turned around and said: "No matter who he is, be it Ye Qingcheng or Ji Cheng, it doesn't matter. He owes me." He smiled sweetly: "As for me, I predicted that he would be in a hurry to pay me back. That's enough."

He took another two steps. "Right, if I'm not wrong, Ji Jiang is dying." He lowered his head and thought for a while. "If Ji Jiang is not dead, why does he have so much power and let me do whatever I want?" In the history books, the Great Zheng King, Ji Jiang, had indeed died this year. The Talisman Pavilion Leader, who had died, didn't dare to agree with history. After all, according to what they knew, Ji Jiang was now strong and strong. Although he had old injuries, he did not die. However, history books said that old injuries relapsed and he died.

"Ting Zhi-" Han Jiang noticed that something was wrong with her. He followed her out and said, "I'll go with you. Let me stay with you."

"Xuan Zhi-" Fu Zhizhi walked towards Fu Hua's office without looking back. "I emptied myself. Do you want to help me continue digging? Are you only satisfied if you turn an empty shell into ashes? "He took Zhu Hua along with him.

Han Jiang was shocked by what he said. "Ting Zhi, what are you talking about?" He wanted to pull her away, but he did not dare. "Why don't you just leave everything to me and let me go and save Brother Rong?"

"What right do you have?" Fu Ting Zhi suddenly turned around. "Throw out two thousand taels of silver and say that I'm buying the lives of the descendants of the Fu Family. This is ridiculous!" She took a step forward and closed in on Han Jiang. "The only plan we have now is to stop the war. Only by ceasing the war will Fu Rong have a chance to live. We will not be criticized by the world in the future. Do you want that child to be unable to raise his head for the rest of his life and be pointed at by others for the rest of his life? " If it was any other child of the Fu Family, they might have ignored him, but Fu Rong... How could he let it go?