"Your Majesty is very anxious?"

Han Qiu looked at Feng Yong's appearance and became even more determined, "I still have something to ask for."

I just want you, this young man, to die quickly!

Feng Yong took a deep breath and said, "I wonder if there is anything else you can do, sir?"

"I, a member of the Han family, will not work for Liu Han in life, and will not be buried in Liu Han's land until death."

"I know that I have no chance of survival, so I only hope that after my death, my Lord will let someone burn my body to collect the ashes and help me pack my clothes."

"A certain person once brought over a hundred people from Dingxiang, but now there are still dozens of people who have fallen into the hands of the king."

"If the prince can select a few people among them, he can send my relics back to Dingxiang, so that no one's relics can be left in the Han Dynasty."

"Even under the spring, I will be grateful."

Han Qiu stood up and saluted Feng Yong solemnly.

"Counting people? Are ten people enough?"

Feng Junhou, who was wealthy and wealthy, quickly calculated in his mind, and one by one equals one, and two by one equals three.

Ten people are worth a thousand yuan, which is a bit expensive and feels a bit painful.

"That's enough!" Han Chou said happily, "I'd like to thank you in advance."

"Don't thank me in a hurry. Whether your soul will survive after your death depends on what you said."

As long as what you say is valuable, whether it's money or not, ah, no, I mean, it doesn't matter if you thank me or not.

Of course, if you dare to lie to me, I heard that the ashes fertilization field is very effective?

Anyway, farming is being resumed in Pingxiang.

Feng Junhou thought it was fair.

Hearing Feng Yong say this, Han Qiu no longer concealed anything: "Hao Zhao is about to die."

"Hao Zhao?" Feng Yong was startled. He couldn't react, or he couldn't believe it. "That Hao Zhao from Liangzhou?"

"It seems that there is only one Hao Zhao who can be remembered by the king, right?"

Han Qiu said.

There is indeed only one. In the original history, the burning made Old Demon Zhuge furious, and last year it burned Old Man Wei almost to the point of vomiting blood.

Feng Yong raised his head and tried hard to recall when did Hao Zhao die in the original history?

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't remember where I remembered when Hao Zhao died.

I only remember that he died of serious illness, and it was after the second Northern Expedition.

The second Northern Expedition in history took place after the Battle of Shiting, in December last year.

But after this "after", how long is it?

But there is no specific time.

"How can you be so sure, sir?"

Feng Yong looked suspicious and asked Han Qiu.

"Because I came from Liangzhou and Hao Zhao was seriously ill, so I personally treated him."

Han Qiu smiled calmly and said, "If you have a way to find out the news about Liangzhou, you can know that last year, Zhang Miao, the governor of Liangzhou, went to Guang to find a famous doctor."

When Feng Yong heard that Han Qiu said that Hao Zhao was seriously ill, Feng Yong was already half convinced: Yes, it is similar to what was recorded in history.

"Hao Zhao's disease is actually a disease of intestinal ulcer, which is also caused by fire attacking the heart. The qi has accumulated in the chest for a long time. It is necessary to slowly regulate and recuperate before recovery is possible."

"At that time, He only suppressed his illness temporarily and used ginseng to boost his vitality. As soon as he finished the medicine that He left for him, his condition would relapse and his life would be short-lived!"

"In addition, ginseng is the thing that causes Lao Yang to get angry. I'm afraid he will vomit blood and die. Therefore, I dare to say that Hao Zhao will definitely not survive April this year."

When Feng Yong heard this, he felt his chest beating violently.

Hao Zhao guarded Liangzhou and Hexi for more than ten years, winning the hearts of the Han and Hu people in Hexi and gaining high prestige.

Moreover, his troops were well-organized and he suppressed rebellions in Liangzhou many times.

Although he was defeated by the Tiger Infantry led by Zhuge Laoyao himself last year, during the siege of Xiangwu City, Zhuge Laoyao had heard of Hao Zhao's reputation in Hexi and attached great importance to him.

If he dies, Liangzhou will lose a pillar.

So this information is very important.

"The prince, Xu Miao, the governor of Liangzhou, is a civil servant. He has a good way of governing the people, but in terms of military affairs, he is far inferior to his ability to govern the people. Only by looking up to Hao Zhao can he control the soldiers and generals of Liangzhou."

"Last year Liangzhou was shaken and people's hearts were not yet stable. If Hao Zhao goes there again, there will be no one with enough prestige in Hexi. It is the right time to send troops westward."

When Han Qiu saw the change in Feng Yong's expression, he quickly mustered up his words and tried his best to persuade him.

It's just that Feng Langjun, who has the special skill of "eloquent words and seduction", is naturally immune to similar skills. How can Han Qiu be persuaded by a few words?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

This Han Qiu hates the big man so much, how could he think about the big man?

The way he is now, he is either telling lies or has ulterior motives.

It doesn't matter if you tell lies. Whether Hao Zhao will die in April, you can always find out if you find a way.

And judging from the historical trajectory, it is indeed very likely that Hao Zhao is about to die of illness.

To take a step back, the next step of the Han Dynasty is definitely to take Liangzhou into his hands. Even if Hao Zhao is alive, he will not be able to stop the Han Dynasty.

The only difference is whether it is more difficult or easier.

The only thing to worry about is if Han Qiu has other agendas.

When Feng Yong thought of this, he felt a little hesitant and felt that his IQ was not enough.

So I may need a wise concubine...

"Capturing Liangzhou is a great thing for the Han Dynasty. Why is Sir so abnormal and enthusiastic?"

Feng Yong finally couldn't help but ask.

"Junhou, I only promised to tell you about Liangzhou and guarantee that it is true. As for why I am so enthusiastic, if I say that it is to repay you for helping me clear up my doubts, will you believe it?"

Han Qiu seemed to have expected that Feng Yong would ask such a question, and his eyes were full of teasing.

I believe you, you are such a bad old man!

Otherwise, give him the top ten tortures of a Man-Han banquet first?

As soon as Feng Yong thought about it, he glanced at Han Qiu with eager eyes.

I just remembered that this old guy was so calm before dying, and torture might not be able to pry his mouth open.

What's more, Han Long also used Jia Yi's words to persuade Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty to admonish himself. If he was sentenced to death, he would be breaking his promise.

Finally, I thought about my notoriety in Nanzhong. I had finally accumulated a little reputation among the rangers. If I really reneged on my word, I might not be able to keep this reputation.

So Feng Yong calmed down again and looked at Han Qiu without any sign of weakness: "Of course I believe what you said, sir."

I can't figure it out. Could it be that Old Demon Zhuge can't figure it out either?

If Old Demon Zhuge eats such a large piece of fat meat in Liangzhou, it will not be possible for him to be suffocated to death. Instead, it will fatten him up.

Judging from the IQ of this old guy, it is impossible to compare with the Han Prime Minister.

Feng Tubiao figured this out and became happy again: Do you know there is someone above me?

On the contrary, Han Chou was a little surprised when he saw that Feng Yong looked calm and had no doubt that what he said was a lie. He seemed very confident.

"You really have a beautiful heart. No wonder you can hold a high position at such a young age."

My becoming a prince has nothing to do with my ambition.

Feng Yongcai doesn't care about his flattery. Do you think you won't have to die if you praise me like this? What a beautiful idea!

"There is one more thing I would like to ask, Sir. The Bald Hair Division and I had agreed to fight against the Hu rebels together. But in the end, there was silence. I wonder what Sir did to them?"

Feng Yong asked.

It would be a pity if he lost the goodwill he had cultivated with great difficulty, and he was a rare fighter.

A few days ago, I also gave Baludao Kheli half a catty of tea and three jars of strong liquor...

Isn’t this a loss?

"It's nothing. When the bald-haired tribe was still on the grassland, I treated many people in the bald-haired tribe, and I have some connections with them."

"When I came here this time, I went to reminisce about old times and reminded them of what they would face if they defeated the Pohanhu people alone."

Han Qiu looked at Feng Yong with a smile on his face, "So I suggest them to invite the Han army to come over and fight together against the Hu people in Fanhan."

Feng Yong's expression changed.

"Then what?"

"They think what I said makes sense."
To be continued...