The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

Zhang Junchen stood up, half-believing and half-doubting. "General Lu, are you serious? If so, where is the body of the King of Yan?"

Only then did the two remember that King Yan's chariot was still on the way.

"Master Zhang! The King of Yan's chariot is still on the way. I will send someone back immediately!"

After Lu Hu finished speaking, the two of them hurried out of the tent and immediately sent a team of soldiers back the same way to look for King Yan's chariot.

Not long after, the soldiers drove King Yan's chariot back to the military camp.

When they got closer, they saw that the King of Yan's head had been smashed to pieces and his body was lying dead in the chariot.

After receiving the news, Gongzi Ge quickly ran out of the tent and jumped onto the car.

Seeing his father lying in a pool of blood, he immediately hugged his body and burst into tears:

"Father! Father...who assassinated you..."

Seeing how miserable the King of Yan died, everyone lowered their heads in sadness.

The leaders of the armies of the various vassal states heard that the King of Yan was beaten to death by the ghost of Zhuang Ziyi.

They all ran to Zhang Junchen's central military tent to find out what was going on.

When they saw the body of King Yan, they looked at each other in confusion.

Zhang Junchen summoned everyone back to the tent and said with a heavy heart, "Everyone, you all saw the assassination of the King of Yan."

"Let's discuss the army's next move!"

After hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent, thinking, this happened so suddenly, how can we know what to do!

Seeing no one was talking, Zhang Junchen waved his hand and said, "Why don't you go back and think about it first, and come back to discuss it tomorrow.

Good! After everyone left, Zhang Junchen ordered people to make a coffin overnight and bury the Prince of Yan.

Half an hour later, a soldier ran in and reported that a letter had arrived from the King of Jin.

After opening the bamboo slips, it was found that the general meaning was that if the King of Yan died, he would be ordered to lead the troops of the princes to withdraw immediately.

Zhang Junchen was puzzled. How could the king know about the death of Prince Yan so quickly when he was thousands of miles away?

He shook his head. Why think so much? Don't try to guess the king's secrets.

Don't guess too much and lose your head. Just do what you are told.

Inside Lu Hu's tent, Zi Ri and Lu Hu looked at the grief-stricken Gong Zi Ge and consoled him:

"Don't be sad, sir. The dead cannot be resurrected. Think about the next step!"

Ji Ge wiped his nose and tears: "General Lu, second brother!"

"Once my father dies, I'm afraid the princes' armies will take the opportunity to withdraw. Why don't you come forward and persuade the Grand Marshal?"

"Since we have invaded the territory of Yan State, why not take the capital of Yan State in one fell swoop and help me ascend to the throne."

"If Ji Ge becomes the King of Yan, he will never forget the great kindness of the allied forces. I beg General Lu, my second brother, to help me."

The two of them felt embarrassed when they heard this, as they also thought of this point.

Once the King of Yan died, the princes would no longer have any reason to attack Yan and would definitely take the opportunity to withdraw their troops.

But could they persuade the leader to attack Yandu and help Gongzi Ge ascend to the throne? Would this, this work?

Seeing the two of them hesitating, Gongzi Ge immediately knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Zi Ri:

"Second brother! Please help Ji Ge because I'm your brother-in-law!"

Zi Ri looked at his brother-in-law's pitiful appearance and thought to himself, is it really that good to return to Yan State and become the king?

Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy a peaceful life in a wealthy city with delicious food and spicy drinks every day? Maybe everyone has their own destiny.

He sighed and shook his head: "Oh! All right."

"In that case, we can give each other advice tomorrow. Whether it succeeds or not is beyond our control!"

"Okay! Ji Ge understands. If the princes and generals disagree, Ge will not blame you!"

The next day, all the generals from various vassal states gathered in the central army tent.

Zhang Junchen stroked his beard and looked at everyone: "Everyone, have you made up your mind after thinking about it all night?"

The Wu general bowed and said, "Grand Marshal! I have made up my mind."

"Now that the King of Yan has passed away, the coalition forces have no reason to attack Yan. It would be better to withdraw!"

The other generals also echoed: "Yes, yes! Lord Sima! Retreat..."

Just as Zhang Junchen was about to make the decision, he saw Lu Hu and Gongzi Ri coming out.

The two men bowed to everyone, and Zi Ri said, "Master Sima, generals!"

"I, from Fugui City, have a different opinion. I believe the coalition forces have already entered the territory of Yan State and are unstoppable."

"Why not attack Yandu in one go and help Gongzi Ge ascend to the throne after taking Yandu."

"Doing so will also comfort the spirit of King Yan in heaven."

After hearing this, everyone waved their hands and shook their heads: "No, no!"

"We are here on the king's orders to escort Prince Ji Kuan of Yan back to his throne, not his son, Gongzi Ge..."

"Yes, yes! We dare not disobey the king's order and make decisions on our own! Please forgive me, sir..."

"Right, right, right! Now that the King of Yan is dead, how can we explain to the world if we attack Yan again without any reason..."

"Yes, yes! Young Master! Ji Ge is your brother-in-law. Since you are willing to help him ascend to the throne, you can lead the troops there yourself..."

Zi Ri listened to people's objections and shook his head, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you think things are too simple!"

At this time, Zhang Junchen coughed twice to stop everyone's discussion:

"My lord, you have seen that the generals all disagree with continuing the attack on Yan. I, Sima, have no choice but to obey the majority."

"Therefore, I, Sima, have decided to withdraw our troops after three days! Everyone return to your own countries!"

After hearing the news, Gongzi Ge had no choice but to pack his bags in despair and follow the army back to Fugui City.

Duke Dao of Yan received the news the day after the coalition forces of the princes withdrew.

The battle report said that the king was beaten to death by the ghost of Zhuang Ziyi, and the coalition forces of the princes had no choice but to retreat.

He happily hosted a grand banquet for his ministers for three days, and Zizhi and Bi Yi were also extremely excited.

His life and that of his family were finally saved, all thanks to Bi Yi's recommendation of Zhuang Zifan.

Therefore, under the pressure of Zizhi, Duke Dao of Yan issued an edict to appoint Bi as a senior official, reward him with ten thousand gold coins, a thousand acres of fertile land, and a hundred beautiful concubines.

Immediately, Bi became Zizhi's younger brother and the second most powerful official in the State of Yan.

The historians were very conscientious and recorded the supernatural event of Zhuang Ziyi's ghost killing Yan Sui Jian Gong with a stick in the history books.

Despite Duke Dao of Yan's repeated obstructions, he ultimately failed to convince these persistent ancestors.

Duke Dao had no choice but to hold a grand funeral for his father to express his apology.

After Lu Hu and Zi Ri returned to Fugui City, they told the king about these events in detail.

Zixuan was so shocked after hearing this that his mouth opened wide: "The King of Yan was actually beaten to death by Zhuang Ziyi's ghost?"

Zi Ri nodded and said, "Mother, I saw this with my own eyes. General Lu was also present at the time."

Lu Hu quickly agreed: "Yes! Yes, Your Majesty, I saw it with my own eyes!"

Zixuan thought to himself, even if you don’t believe it, he has been to the underworld before.

Believe it or not, a ghost can actually appear in broad daylight? It's unbelievable.

Oh! I don't want to think about it anymore. There are so many things in the world that cannot be explained, and this one is not the worst.

Anyway, I have helped as much as I could, and I have done my best and have no regrets.

After Zixuan thought about it for another two days, she sent envoys to various vassal states.

In order to thank the vassal states for sending troops to help, Zixuan reduced their compensation by half.

The princes were extremely happy when they heard the news.

They all believed that City Lord Zixuan was a man who would finish what he started and behave in a reasonable manner.

The princes and nobles had even more appreciation and respect for her character.