Frost for a Thousand Years

Chapter 207 You are the King!
When Kang Qing rode off, everyone except Song Shi'an and Zuo Ziliang panicked.

Because a lightly armed child, riding a fine horse, had already left them far out of range of the arrows; if he continued to flee in that direction…

This kid might actually escape.

The princess's heart was in her throat, filled with fear.

Only Kang Yi, gritting his teeth, watched his son walk away, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart. He wanted him to be like a wild horse, running free to the ends of the earth, even if his fate was uncertain.

These hunters are so humiliating!
However, when Kang Qing returned, many people sensed a dangerous aura emanating from him.

"Qing'er!"

Seeing that Kang Qing had been tricked by Song Shi'an and had fallen off his horse, the princess rushed over to hug and protect him.

"Go away."

However, Song Shi'an impatiently scolded him.

She was immediately pulled away.

Kang Qing remained staring intently at Song Shi'an, without uttering a word.

Then, Song Shi'an opened his arms again.

"Qing'er!" Kang Yi shouted loudly, not wanting him to be humiliated by this Yu man any longer.

But Kang Qing seemed to have a short memory and walked over step by step, opening his arms.

Zuo Ziliang watched intently, his expression no longer playful. Gradually, it grew serious.

Just as Kang Qing was about to reach him, Song Shi'an suddenly put his hands under his armpits, lifted him high, and put him on the carriage: "This good child, so lovable."

"Lord, shall we go?" San Gou asked.

“Moon Messenger, come up here, let’s go.” Song Shi’an called out to Xin Yue as well.

So she got into the carriage too.

"Let's go." Zuo Ziliang mounted his horse and gave the order, and the delegation set off.

Kang Yi, looking ashamed and indignant, boarded the carriage, and the young master's wife also got in.

The two remained silent during the bumpy ride.

Still shaken from the earlier ordeal, and with her heart pounding, the young master's wife slowly turned her head to stare at Kang Yi with a reproachful look.

While pleading for him, she pretended to bribe Song Shi'an with her body, saying she would satisfy him even more, but what she really meant was that deal.

She and Kang Yi didn't want to betray each other so quickly, mainly because Kang Yi didn't want to. But now, Song Shi'an's use of his son to intimidate them was a warning—you had no choice.

A mere proton.

"Don't you think this kid's eyes are very cold?"

Inside the carriage, Xin Yue, under the guise of talking about Kang Qing, reminded Song Shi'an not to go too far.

Because she understands that look in her eyes very well.

This kid is definitely not someone to mess with.

If you're not going to kill him, then don't play this game.

It will definitely become a major problem in the future!
"What kind of splash can he make?"

Song Shi'an pointed at him, like a villain who loves to ride the wave of success, and asked Xin Yue.

“I don’t know,” Xin Yue said to Song Shi’an, “but that look in his eyes is dangerous.”

“Your mother doesn’t like the way you look at me, you’re not allowed to look like that anymore.”

Song Shi'an gazed at Kang Qing and said with a smile.

Kang Qing didn't speak, and lowered his head. Although his gaze was away, his frosty eyes remained unchanged.

"That's really dangerous," Song Shi'an laughed.

“If you just want to get something from Kang Yi, just put a knife to this kid’s neck and force him,” Xin Yue said to Song Shi’an. “If he doesn’t agree, just stab him and then put the knife to his wife’s neck.”

"What if they all disagree?" Song Shi'an asked.

“Torture Kang Yi,” Xin Yue said decisively.

Instead of subjecting a dangerous child to repeated trials.

“Things are secondary, only accounting for 30%,” Song Shi’an said, holding up a three. “What’s truly important are people.”

Xinyue knew what he meant.

But I still have some worries.

“Son.” Song Shi’an looked at Kang Qing again, lifted his chin with his hand, and asked, “Do you want to be king? If you do, you can be king.”

Kang Yi is useless.

Because deep down, he harbored no hatred for the Yan region.

If such a person were released, he might do something foolish—give up everything, show his younger brother that he poses no threat, and be willing to live as an ordinary citizen.

Then, he became the unfortunate man who was secretly killed by his own brother.

This is a complete waste of Song Shi'an's hard work.

The young master's wife does indeed harbor hatred.

But what's the use?

Regardless of Kang Qing's bloodline, whether he was a race-born or mixed-race child, he was the eldest grandson of the former Prince of Yan.

Therefore, the moment Song Shi'an saw him, he knew he wanted Kang Qing.

It's decided that only this kid can truly split the Yan Kingdom and become a warlord in this chaotic world.

Of course, there are still dangers.

Wouldn't it be dangerous if we couldn't control it?
so what.

I am the number one search and retreater of the Great Yu.

Battle record: He took half of Beiliang from Ji Yuan.

Xin Yue looked at the child with some nervousness, wondering what he was going to say with that gloomy face.

"Come, son. Do you want to be king?"

A faint smile appeared on Song Shi'an's lips.

Gazing intently at Song Shi'an, Kang Qing's eyes did not waver in the slightest. After a long while, he spoke, "Father, I want to become you."

Song Shi'an's smile gradually disappeared.

"..." Xin Yue's temper flared up immediately, and she said to Song Shi'an, "Kill him."

"do not kill."

Song Shi'an released his grip, slowly leaned back, and looked at the reckless child.

His rebellious nature has already begun to show.

He did not mention becoming a puppet king.

He wanted to be Song Shi'an.

But nobody knows exactly what kind of Song Shi'an he wants to be.

He is young but holds a high position of power.

Or perhaps he has a peculiar fetish, enjoying having sex with other people's mothers.

Or rather, it is a villainous act of manipulating others.

"Will you listen to me?" Song Shi'an asked.

“Father, I’m listening,” Kang Qing said.

“Lift up the carriage curtain,” Song Shi’an said.

Kang Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, turned around and lifted the carriage curtain.

The carriage wasn't moving very fast, but it wasn't slow either. The Imperial Guard cavalry following behind were about ten paces away. "Jump down," Song Shi'an said.

Xin Yue's eyes widened. She was fine after falling, but she would soon be trampled by the cavalry.

They could be trampled to death.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than Kang Qing decisively jumped out of the car.

boom.

Song Shi'an grabbed him by the neck and pulled him back onto the carriage. With a thud, the carriage curtain was drawn back down.

Kang Qing, who narrowly escaped being trampled, was filled with terror and lingering fear.

This is human nature.

However, it cannot be said that he was faking jumping off the car.

Kang Qing simply followed Song Shi'an's orders, doing whatever he was told, even if there were knives all around him.

Pointing at the boy's back, Xin Yue was speechless: Why aren't you killing him yet?

Can this still be kept?

Isn't this dangerous?!
However, Song Shi'an slowly placed his hand on his somewhat dazed head and gently patted it: "Whether you want to or not, you have to be king."

……

At this moment, the cavalrymen are behind the carriage.

The two Imperial Guards rode side by side.

"Master Zuo, was that kid trying to jump out of the car?" someone asked.

“Is he testing his loyalty?” Zuo Ziliang said.

"This Kangyi son is really ruthless," someone said. "He's much more courageous than his weak and incompetent father."

"It's like a wolf cub."

Zuo Ziliang admired him quite a bit.

"What is the magistrate planning to do?" someone asked in a low voice.

“He doesn’t need to explain what he does to anyone; it’s a power granted by His Majesty,” Zuo Ziliang solemnly reminded him.

However, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

But the emperor also said that he should keep an eye on Song Shi'an.

Staring at those 20,000 gold coins.

And, the Kang family.

After all, his power is currently a bit too great.

.........

The Prime Minister's Residence in Northern Yan.

One person rushed inside and found Gongsun Xing.

His cousin, Gongsun Yang.

The political structure of Northern Yan can be described as a warlord alliance.

The three largest warlords were Kang, Gongsun, and Qin.

However, due to their shared interests, their connection after forming a group remains relatively close.

The army belonging to Conson made up about 40% of the national total.

Then Gongsun and Qin each took 20%.

What remained were some minor warlords.

Overall, it's somewhat similar to Sichuan during the War of Resistance against Japan.

Putting everything else aside, let's just look at the analogy structure.

In this situation, Kang Jiaqiang and Bei Yan would be relatively stronger.

If the Kang family weakens, the Northern Yan will also weaken.

But the bigwigs of this country don't actually want the Kang family to be too strong or too weak.

To be precise, it was Gongsun Xing who did not want it.

Excluding other big shots.

Among the other bigwigs, quite a few even had the extreme idea of ​​"the three families dividing Jin".

The weaker Kangxun is, the better, just like the division of power among the three families of Han, Zhao, and Wei, each of whom can expand their influence significantly.

Qin and Gongsun were even able to split Northern Yan 50/50.

However, Gongsun Xing belonged to the moderate faction, and his ideas differed from those of the other Gongsuns. He opposed the division of Kang.

Because he clearly saw that if Kang were to be divided, it would inevitably split into at least two countries.

To avoid being gradually devoured, they would waste their forces on each other in a defensive posture.

If this continues, the risk of being annexed by the other two major powers will be much greater.

Only when three forces can maintain a balance of power, and none of them have absolute strength, can the Federation be established.

However, to be more precise, this system is more like a confederation.

Gongsun Xing was the de facto ruler within his own territory.

"Brother," Gongsun Yang said somewhat urgently, "news has arrived. While mobilizing troops in the south, they have also sent envoys."

"Who is the envoy?" Gongsun Yang asked.

"Song Shi'an".

Upon hearing these three words, Gongsun Xing nodded with an "Oh": "Song Shi'an, the one who defeated Ji Yuan?"

"Correct."

"This is indeed a bit troublesome." Gongsun Xing sensed the problem. "If he were here, our king might hesitate."

"Do we really have to conform to the Qi?" Gongsun Yang asked.

"You think I accepted a bribe, so you're going to Xiang Qi?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"Let me tell you, the reason we must unite is just four words," Gongsun Xing said, looking at his cousin. "Yu is strong, Qi is weak."

These four words reveal the essence.

If Beiliang were to be captured easily, the difference between Yu and Qi would be greatly reduced.

However, Ji Yuan fought so hard that he was covered in wounds, but he still failed to completely conquer Beiliang, which shows that the gap in strength between the two countries is still quite large.

Moreover, the conflict has already reached a fever pitch.

Joining the Qi camp at this time was for the purpose of maintaining a balance of power.

"Does our Yan state have any ambitions?" Gongsun Xing joked. "Can a state with three rulers really become a powerful and dominant power?"

Gongsun Xing has a very clear understanding of the situation.

I just don't want to disrupt the balance.

The balance of Northern Yan is the balance of the world.

In this way, their good days will last for a hundred years.

"Shall we go see the King?" Gongsun Yang asked.

“Our news arrived faster than his. How can Your Majesty be happy?” Gongsun Xing said casually. “Wait for Your Majesty to summon me.”

(End of this chapter)