Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1312 Relief

"I am Sun Hu, the captain of the Red Clan's Wolf Army. I am loyal to General Zhenbei and King Pingnan, and I obey the orders of Princess Wuqing. How can you, the petty lackeys of the stolen country, know my heart?"

Fang Zilan's grip on the plum sword suddenly tightened, her eyes full of disbelief, and she blurted out: "The former general Zhenbei and King Pingnan never had any bandits under his command, how can you impersonate him..."

She stopped talking halfway because the second in command, Sun Hu, took the wolf flag from the person behind him, waved his arm, and displayed it in front of everyone.

The lifelike wolf head, with a faint light flashing in its eyes, seemed to be examining the mob in front of it, arrogant and stern.

"I have never disdained to impersonate someone else." Sun Hu said, jumping off his horse with the wolf flag in his hand and approaching step by step, "Now Princess Wuqing has grown up and has a heart for her country and the world like her parents. With such a wise leader, we swear to follow her to the death, even if it means our death..."

Before he could finish his words, he was shot in the knee by an arrow from the dark, forcing him to stop in his tracks. However, he knelt on one knee and held high the wolf flag in his hand.

Fang Zilan's eyes turned red, and she took a step back. He knew, they all knew...

"God bless my lord." Sun Hu shouted, and nearly a hundred archers appeared around him in an instant, drawing their bows and arrows, and surrounded him and a group of bandits.

"Is Sun Hu kneeling in the direction of... the capital?" The soldiers beside him whispered to each other. They all looked over at the same time, only to see Fang Zilan. They were confused. Where was the direction of the capital...

"Could it be the direction of Feiling Mountain?" The other soldiers speculated one after another, but no one doubted Fang Zilan. After all, in their minds, even if this lady had great abilities, she could not be the noble lady in the capital.

Only Fang Zilan pursed her lips into a straight line, suppressing the urge to step forward, but couldn't help shaking her head.

It's not worth it, it's not worth dying for her...

Sun Hu curled his lips, and there was a hint of smile in his eyes, making him look a little softer, as if he was telling Fang Zilan that it was okay.

"If there hadn't been the General who Guarded the North and the King of Pingnan, there wouldn't be the Wolf Army, and there wouldn't be Sun Hu." Sun Hu managed to stand up. "We've survived all these years, and it's enough."

He paused, his face full of relief, "Today, for Princess Wuqing, I will take this gamble even if it costs my life."

The bet was that she could walk out of the Jiangnan camp alive, live a safe and healthy life, and never be disturbed by Ji Ningtian again.

Sun Hu did not say the rest of the words, but Fang Zilan could see it from his determined and fearless expression.

Although she and Sun Hu had only met a few times, and they had always been mutually hostile, with no affection between them. But at this moment, he led his troops to fight for her life.

She had to accept this friendship, but she didn't want to accept it. Because of her parents' bond, Chu Xiang and Chu Bin both died because of her, Hong Tai and Hong He became bandits, and now Sun Hu and his former Wolf Army members were also going to die in the Jiangnan camp because of her...

"Sun Hu!" Fang Zilan heard her own voice as if out of control, "Princess Wuqing is the daughter of General Zhenbei, Prince Pingnan and Madam Qin Ji. She doesn't need anyone to do anything for her. She..."

I just hope that all the old people who once knew my parents are alive and well...

Suddenly, Fang Zilan realized that she couldn't say it. She had been unwilling to admit her identity as the daughter of General Zhenbei, Prince Pingnan and Lady Qin Ji, just because she didn't want to bear the burden.

In the capital city, where undercurrents are surging, the powerful are always flattered and the weak are trampled upon. Once a person loses power, the people around him will also fall into an irretrievable situation and find it difficult to turn things around. The officials headed by the Censorate finally got the chance and wrote letters to criticize Fang Zilan for several days in a row, not only demanding severe punishment, but also proposing the idea of ​​collective punishment.

As everyone knows, the only relative Fang Zilan acknowledges is Mo Han, and behind Mo Han is the family of Mo Bin, the defender of Mushan Pass. Even if the entire Mo family is wiped out, the impact on the court will be no more than throwing a stone into the sea and will not cause much waves.

The court officials simply focused their attention on the people around Fang Zilan, from General Li and Protector Qi who guarded the northern border, to Zhou Lang, the head of the southeast camp, and even Cao Hong who had just left Beijing, all became their targets of attack.

It was like a mad dog that smelled meat, rushing forward to bite indiscriminately, and what it could gain was not so important. What was important was that the original vested interests must be torn to pieces.

As the lord of Dajing, Li Shengxuan has lived in the palace city of the capital since he was a child and is accustomed to such scenes.

Everyone knows that wildfires cannot be completely extinguished and will grow again with the spring breeze, so only by cutting the grass at its roots can we solve the problem once and for all.

But is this really the case? When someone falls into the abyss, someone else stands on the top. The higher you stand, the easier it is for you to become the target of everyone's covetousness. This is true for the royal family and the court officials as well.

Once Fang Zilan falls, the generals who grew up under her will inevitably be treated coldly. They are all generals guarding the four borders. No matter which one of them gets into trouble, it will endanger the stability of Dajing.

However, the officials living in the prosperous capital only saw the power in front of them, but not the swords at the border. In their eyes, it didn't matter who the generals of the four borders were, as long as there was no war in the capital, they could rest easy.

Only those who have actually been on the battlefield and guarded the border know that war is not just a chess move in the hands of those in high positions, but a matter of life and death involving the lives of millions of people.

Li Shengxuan stood in front of the palace gate. Outside the palace city separated by a wall, all officials kowtowed and knelt for a long time, just waiting for a clear order.

"Your Majesty, the gentlemen are still kneeling outside the palace." Xiahou Zhang said cautiously: "Do you want to..."

"No." Li Shengxuan interrupted Xiahou Zhang neatly, "I don't like it, and I won't be threatened. If they think they can force me to deal with Fang Zilan in this way, then they are wrong."

"Your Majesty, please think twice." Xiahou Zhang bowed, "Fang Zilan has confessed to her crimes. There is really no reason not to punish her..."

Li Shengxuan glanced at Xiahou Zhang, who immediately fell silent, bowed his head and repeated, "Your Majesty, please think twice."

Xiahou Zhang stood there for a long time, maintaining the saluting posture, before he heard Li Shengxuan speak again: "Are all the officials kneeling outside?"

Xiahou Zhang hurriedly replied: "Except for Lord Weiguo, the two Lords of the Zhuge family, and Lord Prime Minister, all other Lords are outside."

Li Shengxuan hesitated for a moment, "Including the officials in charge of Southeast Affairs in the capital?"

"Including." Xiahou Zhang nodded. Li Shengxuan snorted coldly, "What kind of people did Fang Zilan bring with her? They are ungrateful wolves."

Xiahou Zhang pursed his lips and did not dare to speak. He only heard Li Shengxuan's order: "Tomorrow, summon Prime Minister Fang Chongzheng to the court."