kvmb Chapter 913 He is Lin Wuji
Chapter 913 He is Lin Wuji
Zong Que lowered his eyes to look at Lin Wuji, and smiled slightly.
"It has indeed been a long time. Should I address you as Your Highness Prince Lu, or as the leader of the Salt Gang?"
Lin Wuji looked at Zong Que and chuckled.
A lieutenant stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, the fact that Da Zhao is closing its city gates at this time clearly indicates an ambush. Shall we retreat first?"
Lin Wuji raised his hand and said, "You all step back. His Highness the Crown Prince and I are old acquaintances. Let's catch up."
“But…” the lieutenant hesitated.
"There are no 'buts' about it. Does my word not count?" Lin Wuji asked calmly.
"We wouldn't dare." The lieutenant turned and retreated with his men, putting distance between himself and Lin Wuji.
Lin Wuji looked at Zong Que again, "I have a letter here that might interest you."
"Did you agree to make me the crown prince?" Zong Que asked with a smile.
Lin Wuji raised an eyebrow: "You even guessed that, it seems Your Highness is well aware of your situation. Why don't you guess what the conditions are?"
“Kill Crown Prince Chongwen,” Zong Que replied.
Lin Wuji's expression stiffened slightly.
He only realized he had survived a near-death experience and had been tricked by Zong Que when he met Empress Dowager Dugu and discovered his true identity.
If he hadn't met Lu Yangyang on the caravan, his grave would be overgrown with weeds by now.
It's really interesting. The person who caused him to hide and be hunted down everywhere, almost losing his life, turned out to be his half-brother, while the person who saved him was the one he had liked for a long time, but who happened to be his own brother's wife.
What a fucking irony.
“I will not kill Crown Prince Chongwen, but I have limited manpower and cannot protect him. Your idea of attacking Yanjing and bringing him back to Dazhao is impossible.” Lin Wuji stared at Zong Que and said coldly.
"So, from whose side are you speaking to me now?" Zong Que asked him, "Is it Dugu Ji, or Lin Wuji?"
"It could be Dugu Ji, or it could be Lin Wuji, Your Highness. Would you like to make a deal with me?" Lin Wuji raised his eyebrows. He really wanted to know what choice Zong Que would make if he were in his shoes.
"There is no deal to be made between us."
Lin Wuji chuckled, "What if you were me? What would you choose?"
“There are no ‘ifs.’ This is your choice,” Zong Que answered honestly.
“Zong Que, I have brought 80,000 men, which is enough to change the course of this battle.” Lin Wuji looked at Zong Que, but unfortunately, the height of the city wall made it difficult for him to see his eyes clearly.
But he was unwilling to accept this situation. He wanted to know how Zong Que would break the deadlock if he really became his enemy.
“If you were Lin Wuji, you would still be the leader of the Salt Gang; if you were Dugu Ji, this place would be your burial ground.” Zong Que looked back into his eyes: “You cannot change the course of this battle.”
Lin Wuji burst into laughter and asked with interest,
"Just the two of you?"
Yin Yueling was getting sleepy after listening to their back-and-forth conversation for so long. When she heard Lin Wuji's words, she impatiently shouted, "You're so annoying, shut up!"
Lin Wuji looked up at Yin Yueling and suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. He instinctively covered his neck and glared in the direction of Yin Yueling.
Silver Moon Ribbon: "What are you glaring at me for? I hate people who talk too much nonsense. Just kill them!"
Lin Wuji thought this little girl was probably crazy and had no sense of martial ethics!
Before he could react, he felt the horse beneath him begin to stir restlessly. He looked down at the ground and saw something on the ground that seemed about to burst forth.
He hurriedly looked at Zong Que with a sob, gesturing towards the silver moon silk.
Zong Que said helplessly, "Alright, untie him."
Yin Yueling gave a soft snort, and a butterfly landed on Lin Wuji's nose. Lin Wuji sneezed and made a sound, "What the hell?"
He quickly looked at Zong Que, "Where did you find such a little monster? It's so weird!"
"What did you just say?" Yin Yueling's voice was cold.
Lin Wuji quickly covered his mouth.
Zong Que asked Lin Wuji, "Have you made your choice?"
"Are you really going to kill me?" Lin Wuji asked him.
"Your decision to arrive at noon has already confirmed your choice." Zong Que was indeed gambling, but not on Lin Wuji's test of him, but on whether Lin Wuji's reinforcements would be delayed until noon.
Lin Wuji had already made his choice by delaying the reinforcements until noon.
If Lin Wuji truly wanted to become Dugu Ji, enjoy the power of Northern Yan, and use it to return to Da Zhao and become the crown prince, he wouldn't have delayed the arrival of his reinforcements, giving them an opportunity, when he knew that the two armies were locked in a stalemate and that his reinforcements could change the course of the war and capture Qinzhou.
Lin Wuji laughed out loud and looked at Zong Que, "I lost."
He wasn't without his doubts. When he woke up from the caravan after a near-death experience and saw Lu Yangyang, he wondered if he had power and influence, would he be qualified to stand beside Lu Yangyang, and would he be able to enter this game of chess?
But when he finally figured out his true identity and learned that he was actually the illegitimate son of Empress Dowager Dugu and Emperor Dazhao, the irony was more painful than death.
He is the son of the two most noble and powerful people in the world, who are trying to use him to overthrow the world and fulfill their self-righteous dream of unifying the world.
He is still a pawn.
No one cared, and no one asked for his opinion.
They were simply taking advantage of him, assuming that his very existence meant he should be of use to them.
I don't care whether he wants to or not, nor do I care whether he's cut out for it.
He's not cut out for it.
He couldn't even manage a small salt gang. His adoptive father had been gone for several years, and when he took over the salt gang, he still managed it terribly. If it weren't for Mingruo's help and Lu Yangyang's unexpected intervention, he would probably still be in Jiangnan, fighting wits with the deputy gang leader.
Despite his carefree and unconventional lifestyle, some people actually dared to try and seize power over the country.
It's ridiculous.
But he did waver. He fantasized that if he could really get to that point as they wished, everything he wanted would be within his grasp, including Lu Yangyang.
However, he didn't even dare to have this thought, because he knew that once he had such a thought, it would be the time when he would completely lose Lu Yangyang.
He has no backbone; he can't take responsibility.
I cannot bear the task of being a pawn, nor can I bear her disgusted gaze.
He's not exactly a good person, but at least he shouldn't be someone she looks down on.
Her dreams were so bright and ambitious, how could his selfishness be tainted by them?
Moreover, if he had truly become a traitor, he would probably be buried here today.
If he didn't know the purpose of the little girl's appearance beside Zong Que at first, he would have understood when she attacked him.
If he wavers, Zong Que will kill him without mercy.
He was born and raised in Dazhao. He had relatives and friends, people he loved, and brothers he cared about in Dazhao. Even though he had half enemy blood in his veins, more than twenty years had passed, and it had long been washed away by the soil and water of Dazhao.
"Hey!" Lin Wuji called out with a smile, "Tell her for me that I am Lin Wuji."
He is Lin Wuji, always has been.