bookrebus Chapter 428 Idiot
Chapter 428 Idiot
Lord Sikong then raised his hand to touch his nose, and looked at him calmly. His beautiful face was unusually calm. After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice, "What's there to take to heart? There are so many things to worry about. Who really cares about those things? We have to wait until everything has calmed down, right? Anyway, what haven't you, Emperor Beizun, taken advantage of me?"
After saying that, Lord Sikong couldn't help but roll his eyes again. Upon hearing this, the coldness on Emperor Beizun's face subsided slightly. After a moment of silence, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, softening his tone as he said, "Ajin, I hope that you can become my empress legitimately as soon as possible. My father and mother have sent letters, hoping that you will return to Great Zhou with me before the end of the year."
"Your father and mother know about our relationship?"
Upon hearing this, Lord Sikong immediately raised his eyebrows. "Your father and mother wouldn't expect me to put on some kind of talent competition, would they? I know that your childhood sweetheart, Princess Biyue, has been in love with you for a long time. She's also the most beautiful and talented woman in your Great Zhou Dynasty, proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Most importantly, she's completely devoted to you, and your mother has been insisting that you make her empress..."
As he spoke, Lord Sikong didn't realize that his tone was becoming increasingly sarcastic. "Your mother won't want me to have a showdown with her, will she? I'm not exactly good at music, chess, calligraphy, or painting! Mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law have always been at odds, and such a tragedy must not happen to me. Your Majesty, in your heart, is your mother more important or me? If I and your mother fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"
Upon hearing Lord Sikong's words, Emperor Beizun narrowed his unfathomable eyes slightly, yet a hint of warmth shone within them. Watching Lord Sikong's awkward glances—sometimes looking up at her, sometimes down at the wine cup before him—he finally spoke calmly, "Sikong Jin, I remember you can swim. Years ago, in the river outside Luoyang, your movements were remarkably agile and nimble."
After he said that, she remembered the fight outside Luoyang City. This guy even poured snake powder into the river. What a bastard!
Lord Sikong glared at him, then angrily picked up the wine in front of him and gulped it down in one go!
"That woman has nothing to do with me. I can marry whomever I want. My father and mother have never interfered in my affairs. What are you worried about?"
Di Beizun disagreed. If his father and mother's opinions were taken into consideration, he wouldn't have chopped off so many heads for their sake!
Now that he has complete control over the government, no one can stop him. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind giving that person a severe beating!
Having walked over countless bloody corpses over the years, I can hardly hide the murderous aura emanating from my body. Unconsciously, I have also begun to believe that the simplest solution is force!
Absolute deterrence!
"What if I don't get along with your mother?"
Lord Sikong is actually starting to fantasize about married life!
"The Empress Dowager does not live in the palace!"
Di Beizun had a strong urge to strangle her; it was a wonder he had so much patience to waste on her.
When will the war begin?
Lord Sikong decided to stop exploring this topic, and the sudden change of topic caught even Emperor Beizun off guard.
"the day after tomorrow."
Di Beizun's gaze held a deep concentration as he spoke thoughtfully.
"The day after tomorrow? So soon?"
Lord Sikong looked at Emperor Beizun with some doubt.
Emperor Beizun raised an eyebrow, picked up his wine cup, and drank it down in one gulp. The light in his eyes began to shift unpredictably. He said in a low voice, "The Thunderclap Battle Formation that I transferred from Guanzhong will arrive here tomorrow morning, along with the Thunderclap Bombs being transported. I refuse to believe that no matter how fortified their Heavenly Saint Imperial City is, my dozen or so carts of Thunderclap Bombs cannot break through it. In this battle, there is only one battle. Ajin, the Thunderclap Battle Formation will attack first, followed by the Wind Riders, and behind them will be the hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry of my Great Zhou!"
"I will issue a challenge to Emperor Tiansheng tomorrow. Whether he will come out for a decisive battle or wait for the iron cavalry of my Great Zhou to step into their imperial city and turn it into a city of ruins, that will depend on his own decision."
The wars that have lasted for more than half a year have made Di Beizun somewhat impatient. He has never spent so much energy on such a protracted war before. The countries he destroyed before lasted for four or five months at most, and a little over a month at least.
"Thunderbolt Battle Formation?"
Upon hearing this, Lady Sikong couldn't help but be taken aback. She naturally knew that this fellow had spent a lot of energy on weapons research and development. If this were in modern times, he would definitely be considered a very farsighted and wise person. Sometimes she really wondered if this fellow was also a time traveler like her!
"I don't want to waste my time destroying a city. If the Heavenly Emperor doesn't know what's good for him, then don't blame me for being impolite."
"You haven't been polite to them either! If that's how it is, then this battle is going to be very intense. How about this, before we set off, let's have a big mobilization!"
"You can handle this."
She was most adept at using deceptive and swindling words, so he naturally couldn't let her talent go to waste.
Lord Sikong could only shrug and nod helplessly.
……
The next morning, Lord Sikong got up very early to inspect the military camp. Meng Benbo and Zhu Si rushed forward to greet him, almost in tears.
"My lord, you're finally back! I've missed you so much! When are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"
Meng Benbo, very excited, rushed forward with snot and tears streaming down his face to hug Lord Sikong.
The Minister of Works turned his body slightly, looking at Meng Benbo with a surprised expression, and said, "Vice General Meng, it's only been a short time since we last met, but I've noticed that you're much fairer than before. Is it due to the climate? Hmm, I need to think about that carefully."
Upon hearing this, Meng Benbo's dark face suddenly broke into a radiant smile. "Really? My lord? Has this humble general really turned fair-skinned?"
Seeing this, Zhu Si and Mei Ruhua exchanged a glance and cursed inwardly—
"idiot!"
"We will attack the Heavenly Saint Imperial City tomorrow. Tell the brothers to get ready. After this battle, we can go back. Tell everyone to fight well. If you fight well, I will promote you and make you rich."
Lord Sikong announced with a rare serious expression.
"Then, sir, are we the reserve force, or the left and right wings?"
Zhu Si asked.
Lord Sikong rolled up his sleeves and smiled innocently. "Originally, His Majesty the Northern Emperor intended for us to be the reserve force, but I felt it was too undignified to be the reserve force. So I suggested to His Majesty that we fight the first battle, be the vanguard and the spearhead of the main force! Let us show the might of our Sikong Jin Legion... Ouch!"