Chapter 152 (14) Brilliant Tongue Lotus

Zhou Peigong was still wearing a white gown, with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly towards the front of the city.A few soldiers with loud voices hid behind him, and shouted at the city with all their strength: People in the city, don't shoot, don't throw stones, this is the negotiating envoy sent by us, quickly drop a basket to let him go up... They shouted for a long time, during which the brothers in the city shot arrows at Zhou Peigong from time to time, fortunately, they were just scaring Zhou Peigong.Finally, a large soil basket in the northwest fell from it. Zhou Peigong climbed up and waved to the soldiers who shouted: "Wave your hands here, let the sons and daughters share the towel, goodbye!"

This nerd is quite sour. Zhou Peigong was brought before Wang Fuchen. Wang Fuchen looked at him coldly and asked: What do you want me to do? Zhou Peigong: ...It's okay, just come in and have a look. Wang Fuchen: You nerd, is this killing-like battlefield such a fun place?Push it out and chop it up. Two rows of wolf-like guards rushed forward and dragged Zhou Peigong away.Zhou Peigong didn't say anything, just laughed non-stop. Wang Fuchen looked puzzled: This nerd, can't he have insufficient insight?With a wave of his hand, he ordered Zhou Peigong to be released: what are you laughing at?

Zhou Peigong said: I laughed because I had an agreement with Tu Hai when I came here. If I die in Pingliang City, he will be responsible for going to the court to ask for a letter for my mother.My mother has been a widow all her life, and she has been looking forward to getting a grand prize. Seeing that her old man's wish is about to be fulfilled, do you think I can be unhappy? Wang Fuchen said coldly: Are you a messenger really lacking in mind? Zhou Peigong said with a smile: I don't have enough mind, but at least I have more than you.At least after I die, my mother can still get a grand prize, but what if you die?what about your family

Wang Fuchen stood up with a bang: My family... That's right.Zhou Peigong said coldly: Wang Fuchen, you are someone close to Wu Sangui, you should know his situation better than me.How old is he this year? 65 already.Please, even if he has enough strength to live on, how many more days can he live?At such an old age, you still have to run around on the battlefield. If you accidentally fall on a big horse and make a slap, you will never get up again.When he dies, more than half of the rebels will surrender immediately. How long can the remaining people last? Wang Fuchen sat down and said coldly: At least, we can live a few days longer than you, that's enough!

Zhou Peigong smiled: Wang Fuchen, what about your family? Wang Fudao: My family... Zhou Peigong took a step forward: Don't hesitate, Wang Fuchen.I don't believe you don't know, Wu Sangui and Kangxi are two people's ages, whoever wins and loses, even if you think about it with your feet, you can figure it out clearly.The faster you surrender, the greater the effect on Kangxi and the better the effect.In the end, when everyone else has surrendered, and your brother is the only one to take the back, that would be a complete injustice! Wang Fuchen stood up again: If you can...

Zhou Peigong stepped forward: I can, but it requires our cooperation.