Chapter 1419 - 340: Oral Edict

Chapter 1419: Chapter 340: Oral Edict

Is Nian Yao going to rebel?

Upon hearing this news, Lord Zheng couldn’t help but rub his chin.

In Fong Yuanyang’s eyes, a trace of surprise flashed by.

Because he hadn’t expected that after learning this news, the Lord Pingye from the Yan State before him could be so calm.

And not only this Lord Pingye was calm, even the two subordinates sitting beside him showed smiles on their faces.

Lord Zheng smiled at Fong Yuanyang,

and said:

"This news is simply an unnecessary worry, and could potentially disrupt the morale of the Yan Army, even threatening our overall strategy, adding so much trouble in vain.

I, as a person, am not fond of trouble, really dislike it, this head is filled only with fighting and killing, thinking about other things, ugh, gives me a headache.

Oh well,

let’s do this,

I will bind you and your personal guards, and take you for a stroll beneath the Town South Pass.

Directly ask Nian Yao,

If the young master of the Fong Family says you’re going to rebel,

Nian Yao, are you really going to rebel, get a definite answer, shall we?"

Fong Yuanyang’s eyes immediately widened, he truly hadn’t thought the conversation would suddenly take this turn.

If this were really done,

the Fong Family would surely be annihilated!

This is not just about being defeated and captured, it might even cause the Chu State’s court to think that it was Fong Yuanyang colluding with the Yan people from inside, facilitating the fall of the West Mountain Bastion.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Fong Yuanyang banged his head on the ground before Zheng Fan,

and said:

"Lord, please, don’t joke, please don’t joke."

Lord Zheng scratched his earlobe with his pinky nail, then brought it to his lips and blew on it,

and said:

"It was you, who first joked with me."

"No, I never joked with you, my lord, I wouldn’t dare joke with you, my lord, I just hadn’t finished saying what I had to say, causing you to misunderstand, yes, misunderstand."

"Tsk tsk, so you were implying something earlier?"

"Yes, no, I..."

Lord Zheng’s smile gradually faded away,

he cocked his head,

bent down,

and looked at Fong Yuanyang who was lying on the ground,

word by word:

"Young master of the Fong Family, do you still not understand what kind of situation you’re in right now?"

Lord Zheng reached out, grabbed Fong Yuanyang’s hair.

The Chu people’s hair on the sides is quite long, noble, more so they care about maintaining their hair, Lord Zheng grabbed it, and with a pull and drag.

Fong Yuanyang’s head was pressed hard onto the ground, Lord Zheng’s boot stomped on his chest.

With the other hand,

he lightly slapped Fong Yuanyang’s face.

"Slap... slap..."

This slimy disgust.

"The West Mountain Bastion, wasn’t offered by you; you, only surrendered your arms when you were aware of having no way out; what makes you qualified to present yourself with the airs of a great Chu noble here?

Kneel,

just kneel properly,

prostrate yourself fully;

The words,

just speak them honestly, really think you’re a refined girl from a brothel, still playing coy with half-hidden pipa?"

"I’ll speak, I’ll speak, my lord, I’ll speak..."

Lord Zheng withdrew his foot,

returned to his seat,

spread his hands,

A Ming pulled out a cloth, took a water pouch from Xue Three, poured water, and handed the cloth to Lord Zheng.

Lord Zheng wiped his hands,

then,

threw the cloth onto Fong Yuanyang’s face,

and said:

"Sweating, wipe it."

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord."

Fong Yuanyang wiped his face, knelt again, and said:

"My lord, at the start of the year, when my Fong Family’s soldiers arrived at the Town South Pass, that night, Nian Yao hosted a banquet for us, during the feast, he got drunk and said to me:

Why, despite such great merits, is he still just a servant? Generations to come, all destined to be servants?"

"Tsk."

Lord Zheng smacked his lips,

and said:

"Is that all?"

"Just... just that much, I believe, is General Nian hinting to me, hinting he..."

"But have you thought, every time a private army from a noble arrives here, Nian Yao hosts a banquet, and says the same thing?

Even, have you thought, when he’s saying these drunken words, maybe next door, there’s a Phoenix Nest guard recording everything, listening right there?"

"..." Fong Yuanyang.

"Ah Li, take him away."

"Yes, my lord."

Fanli entered, and took Fong Yuanyang away.

Xue Three spoke up: "My lord, is he..."

"He’s trying to raise his own worth, this person knows the times, but for us, he is useless.

Even if Nian Yao has rebellious intentions in his heart, that doesn’t matter to us.

Many people in the world imagine scenarios when they see a beauty on the street, but only a rare few dare to act on those thoughts.

How he thinks, and what he will do, are two different things.

The most important thing is, we don’t have the energy to deal with Nian Yao, he either decisively opens the Town South Pass letting our forces in, or waits for us to take the Town South Pass ourselves."

Given this perspective, Lord Zheng feels that Nian Yao definitely harbors discontent in his heart, because half the credit of the Regent’s rise to power should be attributed to him.

And if the Chu State is like the barbarians, it wouldn’t matter, the barbarians worship survival of the fittest, their crude and simple order is mainstream.

Slaves are slaves, nobles are nobles, if a slave has the capability, turns around they can also become a noble.