widowed with sickness

What qualities does a qualified puppet have?

To be stupid, but not tyrannical; to be incompetent, but not innocent; to be drunk and lie on the knees of beauties every night, but not to show a little yearning for the power of the world-in short, to facilitate yourself to be abolished, but not to let yourself be killed .

The emperor counted on his fingers, and felt that such a job...in fact, it was quite in line with his personality.

Could it be that the general discovered this and forced himself to succeed?

After all, although my nephew is young and easy to control, when he grows up, he might make troubles!

The emperor is young and weak, and has not yet married a wife, but he has already employed many maidservants and concubines—if not, how could he justly say "the widow is lustful"?

In troubled times, the ancient rituals do not exist, not to mention that the emperor is going to be a foolish emperor?As soon as the elder brother's first seven days passed, he couldn't wait to visit the beauties.

Recently, the emperor's favorite is a daughter of the Zhen family. She was born with a face like a lotus and a skin like cream. What's more rare is her bright eyes that make people forget the world.

So, day after day, the orchestras in Zhaoyang Palace were hoarse, and the singing and singing continued.The emperor held the wine glass in one hand and followed the beat with the other. His slightly drunken eyes seemed to fall on Zhen Ji who was dancing in front of the hall, and seemed to look past Zhen Ji, looking at the floating clouds and greenery in the distance, and the sound of the setting sun and autumn.

Until one day, the general broke in with his soldiers.The sound of the clash of swords and swords disturbed the singing and dancing of the beauties, and also woke up the king who hoped to be drunk and unwilling to wake up.

The emperor opened his sleepy drunken eyes and watched the soldiers in iron armor driving the beautiful musician and the inner eunuch to disappear at the gate of the palace.

It's not really that there is no one left - the general is still standing in front of the hall with a knife, his head raised and glaring.

The emperor lowered his head, covered his lips, and chuckled softly.

The laughter was brisk, yet desolate, like the bleak wind in the capital in autumn, bit by bit extinguishing the flame in the general's heart.

The general tightly held the knife in his hand, and the back of his hand was tense.

Suddenly, the general threw away the knife in his hand, stepped up the high platform, and walked straight to the emperor.

He leaned forward, with his arms resting on the throne, looking down at the emperor who was still drunk.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the emperor's collar, wanting to reprimand and question him angrily, but in the end he could only utter one sentence: "Your Majesty is lustful?"

The wine glass in his hand shook accordingly, and the dragon robe was wetted by the splash of wine, but the emperor still looked at the general with a smile, and nodded leisurely.

The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately urge it.Lord Grim drunk on the battlefield, how many people fought back in ancient times?

For some reason, the general's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Then what does your Majesty think...which is more beautiful, my minister or Zhen Ji?"