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Chapter 2630 The Sorrow of Being Adjacent to Bega
Chapter 2630 The Sorrow of Being Adjacent to Bega
A mature and experienced monarch will weigh the gains and losses of the country against the national face, and strive to achieve a balance.
But sometimes, this scale just gets out of balance.
On the other end of the "Thousand-Mile Ear," He Yue clenched his fists: "Then let's not let this go! In the end, Jue'er's death was also due to Baling's unwarranted invasion!"
If Baling had not launched the invasion first, He Changjue would not have gone to Blackwater City in person, and would not have died there.
Cause and effect, cause and effect, that is cause and effect.
His anger as a father needed to be vented.
“That makes sense,” He Chunhua could only say. “You and your generals discuss the attack plan and then report back to me. But I don’t recommend that you head straight for the capital; that route is too risky.”
Although He Yue captured Aonan City, his position was not yet secure, and he was deep behind enemy lines. To put it more dangerously, this was a case of an isolated army penetrating deep into enemy territory. Given that the troop strength of Shen and Baling was not significantly different, this was inherently risky.
"Yes." He Yue put away "Thousand-Mile Ear" and went to convene an emergency military meeting.
He Chunhua buried his face in his hands and couldn't lift his head for a long time.
Besides grief, he also felt a deep sorrow.
He Yue was eager for revenge, and so was he.
But they had no choice but to send troops to Baling, and dared not even mention the option that "the enemy might also be Bega." Firstly, there was no concrete evidence, and secondly... even if the evidence were irrefutable, so what?
Once the evidence is presented, King Shen will have to take action and implement measures.
Could the State of Shen declare war on Bega?
Even if He Chunhua was blinded by grief, he would never make this choice. Not to mention that just a quarter of an hour ago, Narakuten had repeatedly told him not to clash with Bega, absolutely not!
The Kshatriyas are struggling to protect themselves, and the Narakus are in dire straits. How could they possibly have the time or inclination to help Shen Guo or He Chunhua?
Therefore, the State of Shen had no choice but to attack Baling.
If this is a script pre-set by Bega, then the father and son can only follow it.
This is the tragedy of the neighboring Beka!
At this moment, He Chunhua once again experienced the resentment and helplessness that Panlongcheng had felt back then.
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Longhu West Town.
The town is located west of Kunlonghu, hence its name.
That's right, there's another place east of Kōryū-gū, called Ryūryū-tō. Most places in Balō-kō are named in this simple and straightforward way.
However, Ryūkichi East is just a small town of about three hundred people, and it's relatively unknown; while Ryūkichi West has more than eight thousand people and has been doing very well in recent years. If its population were a little larger, it could rival a small city.
Originally, Ryūhori West was just as ordinary as Ryūhori East, with a population of only five hundred. After all, there was such a large pit next to it, so anyone who wanted to do business in Ryūhori East had to take a very long detour. Without its advantageous location, it would have been difficult for it to develop.
However, Ryūhori Nishi suddenly experienced a turning point three years ago, for no other reason than:
First of all, the official road had actually been built all the way here; it was very flat, straight, and well-maintained.
With roads now in place, logistics have become smoother, and the town is no longer isolated from the outside world.
Secondly, the two retired officials of Baling chose to retire in Longhuxi Town instead of returning to their hometown; the two richest people in Baling, who were the most prominent in the country, also traveled hundreds of miles to Longhuxi to investigate and then purchased land and property.
The relatives, servants, and security personnel of these four families alone number over three thousand. Not to mention, the properties, chambers of commerce, and farms they have established here all require dedicated management, which has created over four thousand more jobs.
Wherever these powerful and wealthy people were, businesses followed, so Longhu West Town ushered in an unprecedented commercial boom, with merchants and caravans becoming frequent visitors to the town.
These several thousand people need to eat, drink, and buy things, right? So, the corresponding catering, inn, entertainment, bathing and other industries also emerged.
No one understood why these people suddenly moved to Longhuxi. When the locals asked out of curiosity, they all said that the gentlemen had taken a liking to the beautiful scenery and wanted to come here to cultivate their minds and spirits.
The environment around here is really nice, and the air is fresh. But there are so many good places in Baling, why did they choose to come here?
The reasons are probably only known to the men themselves.
Today, as the morning sun shone brightly, Zhao Huanrong rose early to practice his breathing exercises facing east. He was originally the Vice Chancellor of Baling, but only retired last year.
His cultivation was also a latecomer; he only began practicing after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became abundant, but the results were remarkable. His colleagues were all amazed, saying that his ten or so years of cultivation surpassed others' twenty or thirty years of cultivation.
Indeed, he is sixty-seven years old, but his hair, which had turned gray after he turned fifty, became black and thick after he began practicing martial arts and cultivation. Now he has no gray hair at all.
He had just gotten into position when he heard a whoosh as something flew over the wall and circled him three times.
It is a Qingfu coin.
A message has arrived?
Of the ten martial arts techniques, six or seven emphasize the importance of consuming the morning dew and gathering the essence of the East, highlighting the significance of this crucial moment. Moreover, the past few days had been overcast, and today was finally sunny. However, Zhao Huanrong didn't hesitate to stop her practice, took the paper slip from the green coin, glanced at it, her expression shifting, and hurriedly put on her outer garment.
As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, his personal servant wanted to follow him. Zhao Huanrong waved his hand: "You don't need to come."
He walked alone through the corridor to the back village.
This is the mountain villa he built in Longhuxi Town. It is a large place, divided into two parts: a front villa and a back villa.
Qianzhuang was where the Zhao family lived, and all their business dealings and social interactions took place there.
As for the back village, it's for distinguished guests; unauthorized personnel are not allowed to approach.
Zhao Huanrong's eight-year-old grandson once sneaked off to play in Houzhuang, but got stuck inside and couldn't get out.
Two hours later, Zhao Huanrong personally went in and brought him out, and then gave him a severe punishment.
After that, a high wall was erected between the front and back villages.
Of course, there are doors in the walls.
Zhao Huanrong now stood in front of this green gate and gently knocked on the door knocker.
The stone animal head sculpture on the lintel moved, poked its head out and glanced at him. A red light flashed in its stone eyes, confirming his identity.
This is the gatekeeper beast. Anyone who fails the verification will not only be barred from entering, but will also trigger an alarm throughout the entire manor.
Upon seeing Zhao Huanrong, the gatekeeper beast withdrew its head, and the green gate slowly opened inward.
Inside the gate was another garden, even more exquisite than the previous one. In this season, the vegetation was still lush, with only a few ginkgo trees shedding their yellow leaves, becoming embellishments among the flowers.
A maidservant stepped forward and smiled at Zhao Huanrong: "Come with me."
Her clothes were simple and plain, exuding a solemnity that kept strangers at bay. Even though she didn't show any rudeness to Zhao Huanrong, there was an unspoken arrogance about her.
Zhao Huanrong didn't mind at all, and instead smiled and said, "Thank you for coming so frequently these past few days, Miss Qianqian."
(End of this chapter)