Chapter 585 The Death of the Fourth Prince

By accident, after the third prince, the fourth prince also received the lunch box. I would like to ask more questions. Li Bai will definitely not be able to play soy sauce. So, what are the three tricks that best represent Li Bai’s fighting spirit skills?

At the turn of autumn and winter, snow came inadvertently. The first snow in Northern Tang this year came quietly.

Wang Ce picked up a piece of snowflake and condensed into crystal clear borneol. He flicked it with one click and hit a stone on the side of the road.

“What a heavy snow.”

Miss Haitang said softly: "It only takes so much snow in our Northern Tang Dynasty every ten years. Remember the last time..." She suddenly stopped talking.

The last time there was such heavy snow, it was about late autumn twelve years ago. If we talked about it further, Zhu Haitang didn’t know that there was such heavy snow last time, but his parents said that the last time seemed to be a mutiny season about thirty years ago.

Wang Ce was lost in his mind, and it was almost twelve years before he fled from Northern Tang. After the end of the year, it was exactly twelve years.

Many scenes of the past were suddenly dug out from the depths of memory. They flew past in front of them like slides, evoking many past events, many memories, and many wasted time.

The first snow this year was very heavy, which indicates that this year is another rare year of blizzards.

Is it was wasted? Wang Ce shook his head, he didn't know. Although his life was not what he expected and he wanted to be as moist as he wanted, it seemed to be another kind of excitement that was better than extreme sports?

Wang Ce couldn't say it right. Anyway, he was always so awkward, maybe people were all so awkward.

People may feel too boring and miss the excitement when they are peaceful and good days. People may live exciting days, and they may miss the quiet life. People are always so conflicted, and Wang Ce is just a little more awkward.

Standing outside the towering city wall, Wang Ce stared at the magnificent wall of the Northern Tang capital, concisely: "Enter the city!"

What does it feel like to return home? Wang Ce’s feelings are very complicated, but they cannot be described in words. Every time thousands of words come to his throat, there is only one most appropriate sentence that can express his mood at this moment.

"I'm back."

Twelve years ago, I fled in a panic. Twelve years later, I returned calmly.

Wang Ce laughed. There were so many things in the past, but there was no too much emotion. In short, that's all. There is no need to blame anything or summarize anything.

If there was a potential threat to the Emperor of Tang back then, Wang Ce would definitely leave the Northern Tang to travel around the world. It was just earlier, it was a little dangerous, and it was just involved in some damn bad things.

In the end, countless thoughts, countless words, countless feelings, and countless moods. Wang Ce condensed into one sentence:

"I, Wang Ce, are back."

The snow was falling, and Wang Ce smiled calmly.

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After entering the city, he walked again on the streets of the Northern Tang capital.

Wang Ce found that the changes in the capital of the Northern Tang Dynasty were very small, but compared with the twelve years ago, there were also changes. Compared with the capital of the prosperous and prosperous times in my impression, today's capital is obviously not as prosperous as before.

The smiles of solemnity cannot be concealed in the smiles of the people.

Wang Ce along the way and found that there were much fewer stores selling luxury goods than before. There were a lot more weapons and grain shops without realizing it.

Several children with braids waving branches and bamboo strips as weapons to each other, fighting in the alley, shouting and shouting: "I am the Grand Commander." "I am the Grand Commander!"

Several young men with strong spirits came to the army station with their weapons to join the army. They looked full of confidence as a young man, as if no enemy could stump them, as if they could make achievements as long as they joined the army.

Wang Ce couldn't laugh a little.

The population of Northern Tang is about 50 million. The troops that can withstand are quite limited. Once it exceeds 2 million, it will often cause damage to the muscles and bones. The annexed Western Liang and one-third of the Dashi cannot become the source of troops at all.

After a few years of slow expansion of troops, coupled with local troops, the total strength of the Northern Tang Dynasty had reached 2 million. Now there are still soldiers standing still to continue recruiting troops, which shows that the Northern Tang Dynasty is under strong military pressure.

Some angry voices penetrated into my ears: "Damn Shangyang people, damn great people, despicable and shameless, they should be killed."

"If it weren't for the sneak attack by the people of Shangyang and the great people, the fourth prince wouldn't have died."

Zhu Haitang was surprised and listened carefully for a while, but only heard all kinds of curses. No one mentioned how the Fourth Prince died. She was shocked and looked at her fiancé unconsciously: "The Fourth Prince is dead!"

Wang Ce's expression remained unchanged, as if he had known it before. Miss Haitang was startled and frightened: "Did you know?"

"I only knew about it before." Wang Ce shook his head. How could he know that the Fourth Prince was dead? He chuckled: "However, there will always be someone on the battlefield. It is not too strange to die a fourth prince."

Zhu Haitang suddenly felt a little more anxious when he returned home. Wang Ce also observed the changes in the capital again and returned to Zhu Mansion with her.

"Climb in from the backyard, don't disturb others. My whereabouts must be kept confidential." Wang Ce knew that there were many clues. Maybe no one knew that he was back now, but if he could keep it confidential, he would keep it confidential for a while.

Zhu Haitang glared at him and turned into Zhu Mansions from the backyard as he spoke. He was so amazed and laughed. He had to sneak back to his home. What was Wang Ce doing that shameful thing?

After sneaking into the palaces, Zhu Haitang led Wang Ce and Ren Sha with ease, and walked straight in.

"At this moment, my father is probably in the North Ya." Zhu Haitang Rusi said, but suddenly looked surprised and saw Zhu Xiangru, who was haggard, appearing from the opposite side of the corridor, blurting out: "Dad!"

Zhu Xiangru looked up haggardly and saw his daughter, and... a guy who transformed from a cute young man into a handsome young man.

Zhu Xiangru was shocked all over, full of surprises: "You..."

After a pause, he kept his voice: "You guys come with me!"

He came to the study with Zhu Xiangru. Zhu Xiangru looked at Ren Kill for a glance and looked at Wang Ce: "Juedao?"

Wang Ce smiled and said slowly: "Sir, I want to know the relationship between the Fourth Prince."

Zhu Xiangru wiped his face tiredly, and Zhu Haitang looked at his father worriedly and went over to help him pinch his back: "Dad, why bother so much?" The silly girl had not realized what bad impact the Fourth Prince's death had on Zhu Xiangru.

Zhu Xiangru stared at him, as if there was a lot of things to say, and finally sighed and said it in a leisurely manner.

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To be honest, the Fourth Prince died unfairly and unlucky.

In the past few years, the Northern Tang Dynasty captured one-third of the territory of the Great World and was divided into three armies. After suspending the offensive, it basically stationed on the spot and attempted to take root.

Although the Shangyang Army was fierce and came with the power of the Human Emperor, it was a tens of thousands of miles north, which was an absolutely exhausted army. As a result, it inevitably formed a temporary stalemate with the Northern Tang Dynasty.

About half a month ago, the Shangyang Army launched a large-scale offensive as usual, which was not surprising. However, while the Shangyang Army was dispatched, Dashi, who had not been moving, suddenly sent a large number of masters led by Emperor Wu to attack.

The fourth prince inspected the front line instead of Emperor Tang, so naturally there were a large number of experts to protect him. However, he could not withstand the sudden sneak attack of Dashi and was shot dead on the spot during the war.

Not only the fourth prince, but many others including Tang Zhengjue, who followed the protection of the fourth prince, were also in chaos, perhaps killed by Emperor Dashi Wu or killed in battle.

After a chaotic battle, such a result was actually caught off guard.

The news of the fourth prince being killed was returned, and Emperor Tang was very sad and fainted on the spot. Emperor Tang was furious and the government and the country were shocked.

No matter how bad the prince's status is, he is always the emperor's son. Someone must be responsible for this. The Western Front Grand Supervisor failed to protect the prince and was deprived of his military post on the spot. If it weren't for the officials who pleaded with mercy, he would be likely to be sent to prison.

What's very unlucky is that as the commander of the Northern Yai, Zhu Xiangru was unaware of the sneak attack in the world, and was inevitably cut off by the furious Emperor Tang.

If the court had not had a sensible person, and knew that the Northern Ya was not limited to his Xiangru for the time being, I was afraid that the situation might not be much better than the Grand Commander of the Western Front.

Even so, Zhu Xiangru was still robbed and demoted two levels in a row, from a commander to a "temporary commander" commander, and was ordered to go home to "reflect". It seems that if the Beiya makes trouble, he will probably have to get out of the Beiya.

After listening to the story, Wang Ce locked his fingers, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say a word. He just remembered for no reason that once the fourth prince died, there would be only the sixth prince and the seventh prince in the Northern Tang Dynasty.

During the rebellion twelve years ago, a large number of royal families were implicated and killed, and the beheading was cut for three days and three nights alone.

Zhu Xiangru looked up and looked at his daughter and Wang Ce: "Why are you... back?"

Wang Ce smiled: "I'll find an answer."

"What answer do you want?" Zhu Xiangru said calmly, but it seemed to contain some meaning.

Wang Ce narrowed his eyes and said softly: "An answer that only Your Majesty can tell me." Zhu Xiangru remained silent. After a while, he nodded, but still said nothing.

Wang Ce slowly got up: "I will enter the palace and find the answer."

Zhu Xiangru locked his eyebrows and wanted to speak but stopped, but he didn't say anything at all. Instead, Zhu Haitang was surprised: "Don't you go home to see Uncle Wang?"

Wang Ce chuckled: "My father is at home. If I am here, I can go back at any time. Although I don't like to be stubborn, I sometimes have a strong sense of curiosity. If I can't get some answers, I can't sleep."

"Go away."

Wang Ce glanced at his wife, then looked at Zhu Xiangru meaningfully, and left quietly with Ren Sha.

Zhu Haitang watched Wang Ce and the others leave in a daze, and couldn't help but say, "Dad, what did you say before?"

Zhu Xiangru looked at his daughter lovingly, Zhan Yan smiled: "He is very smart, smarter than many people think!"

He suddenly said, "Haitang, Dad used to say that if you don't want you to really marry him, your engagement with him will not come true. If Dad changes his mind, will you really marry him?"

Miss Haitang became more and more confused: "Dad?" Suddenly, she remembered what Wang Ce said before, and she was shocked: "Dad, can you really be..."

She said four words nervously: "Steal the dragon and turn the phoenix?"

Zhu Xiangru was silent, stood up and looked into the direction of the palace, and suddenly said softly: "Maybe now is the time to reveal the truth!"
Chapter completed!