widowed with sickness

By the time the sky turns pale, the general has already finished his belly draft.

The personal guard came in with a washbasin. He habitually twisted the towel and was about to wipe his face, but hesitated again.

From the mirror, the general could see that his eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of green stubble—the march was already hard work, not to mention he had toiled all night.

Perhaps, this appearance can make the emperor feel more pity?

Thinking like this, he threw the towel back into the washbasin regardless of the dust on his face.

The general went back to the government office first, and then entered the palace along the tunnel - as for why there is a tunnel...it is not for outsiders to understand.

Although the tunnel still didn't reach the Zichen Palace directly, it was only a few steps away.

Therefore, the emperor, who had just left the early court, heard the servants whispering, and hurriedly ordered someone to inform the prime minister to postpone Jiao Ying temporarily, and hurried back to the palace.

As soon as the door of the study was pushed open, the emperor saw a figure kneeling upright in front of the desk.

He paused, turned his head to give some instructions to the servant, and closed the door behind his back.

The general turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw the emperor standing against the light.It was probably because the court had just gone down and there was no time to change clothes. The twelve crowns refracted the sunlight, which was a bit dazzling.

Suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and the lines that had been rolled back and forth in his mind several times were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"What's the matter here, Qing?" Seeing that the general just stared at him without speaking, the emperor turned to sit behind the desk and asked while taking off his crown.

The general came back to his senses, bent down and kowtowed, and said in a low voice, "I'm guilty."

--------------------------

The emperor leaned back on the back of the chair, tapped the armrest with his fingers, and listened to the general's dull voice about his mishandling when he withdrew the troops.

Logically, it's not that you can't come back, it's just...why find so many reasons?

Since the Five Dynasties, morality has been degraded. When did warriors need a reason for rebellion?

The emperor is a little weak.That's right, no matter how he buys the hearts of the soldiers, what he buys is only the hearts of ordinary soldiers. How can those generals who hold military power value such a small profit?My father and brother can subdue others with bravery, and when it comes to the emperor, the one who can rely on is the general in front of him.

Fortunately, he can still rely on the general.

The emperor laughed at himself, and said softly, "Ping Qing."

Hearing the emperor's calm voice, the general's heart became half cold.

He raised his head cautiously to see the emperor's expression, but he saw a sarcastic smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, like a steel knife piercing his heart.

——The emperor didn't believe a single word of the reason he said just now.

After all these years, the general could tell that the emperor liked him.The emperor abolished the six palaces for him and was willing to die for him, allowing him to dig such a tunnel so that he could enter and leave the palace without any scruples.

But just like no matter how much he and the emperor lingered, the tunnel still couldn't reach the Zichen Palace, the emperor still didn't fully believe him.

In fact, the general didn't feel that he was trustworthy, otherwise he wouldn't still be thinking about pleading for those subordinates who were rebellious.

He clenched his fists, tried hard to restrain the desire to go down the donkey, and said bravely: "Your Majesty... how do you plan to deal with it?"

The emperor stared.

An emotion called betrayal hovered in his heart silently, and it was so cold that he couldn't speak for a while.

After a moment of silence, the emperor said softly, "What do you think?"

"Chen... I think..." the general swallowed, and said dryly, "I think...it's not obvious...you might as well...you might as well take it easy..."

Bad retrograde?Is this also called retrograde failure?

The emperor jumped up and stared at the kneeling straight man in front of him.Suddenly, he grabbed something and threw it out.

------------------------------------

The general watched the black shadow fly over, subconsciously wanted to hide, but stopped abruptly.

There was a sharp pain in the shoulder, and immediately a heavy object fell to the ground with a "bang".

The general lowered his head slightly, and saw that one of the inkstones was covered on the ground, and a corner was knocked out.

And there was a piece of cinnabar stained on his shoulder, which was as red as blood.