Chapter 14: The Emperor and His Ministers Have Already Met with the Time (14)

Zhuo Feichen was listening to Shen Minghuan recounting his achievements, and suddenly he felt a little dazed. It was clearly something he had experienced personally, but he felt very unfamiliar.

Perhaps it had been too long, no one had mentioned these past events to him.

No one had been so solemnly grateful for his efforts, no one had been so full of praise for his achievements, no one had cherished him as much as the future of Daqi, and no one had been so sad that his life was hanging by a thread every time...

Zhuo Feichen had already had a deep filter for Shen Minghuan because of his friend's letters. After this conversation, he even regarded him as a close friend and wished to become sworn brothers on the spot.

"The general's bravery is rare in the world, and Shen Che is impressed. But a few months ago, when he fought against Li Lan, the enemy's main general was just a young man, but the general was defeated." Shen Minghuan shook his head and sighed.

Zhuo Feichen: "..."

The first half of the sentence made his eyes tear up, full of joy and emotion of being recognized, but the second half of the sentence suddenly turned sharply.

Forget it, Shen Xiaoyou is telling the truth. If you lose, you lose. There is nothing wrong with admitting it.

"I am not as good as..."

"You don't want to continue."

Zhuo Feichen was stunned.

Shen Minghuan looked at him with compassion in his eyes, "Who would have thought? General Zhuo, who has been fighting for half his life, actually began to be tired of war."

Zhuo Feichen was silent for a long time and then he sighed deeply.

"You're right, I really don't want to continue. In the past, I had no choice but to do it for my country. Now Daqi is already a powerful country, why can't we live in peace?"

He suddenly became depressed, "What's the difference between our current behavior and the thieves we cursed back then? When the Zhenbei Army was first established, it was to defend our country. We are fearless because we are a righteous army."

"But what are we doing now? We are invading! Destroying! Let people from other countries be fearless to resist us!"

He was originally sitting upright with his back straight, but after saying this, he suddenly collapsed and leaned against the back of the chair weakly, his face also showed some old age, "Sorry, I lost my temper."

"No, the general is a man of temperament." Shen Minghuan looked warm, "Do you remember what I said? People can't wrong themselves in their lives. Since you can't stand this situation, then change it."

Zhuo Feichen suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning.

Shen Minghuan smiled slightly and said reservedly: "I can do it. Zhu Xing is my sincerity. How about it? General, do you want to join me?"

"Your idea is very dangerous." Zhuo Feichen had a complicated expression.

"But you are not afraid of danger." Shen Minghuan let him look at him, and his tone was relaxed.

Zhuo Feichen lowered his eyes and said nothing. He asked himself in his heart: Is your heart moved?

Then he answered: Yes.

In the final analysis, his loyalty has never been to the people on the throne, but to this country.

"Okay." Zhuo Feichen said: "I still owe His Royal Highness the Crown Prince a favor. In this case, I will do my best to help you."

As expected of a young man who was admired by his friends, he could think of using this method to help the Crown Prince win the throne.

Not everyone has the courage and ability to force the palace.

Shen Minghuan raised his eyebrows, "The prince is the prince, I am me. The general owes the prince a favor, so he should return it to him. What does it have to do with me? Besides, what I want to talk to the general about has nothing to do with favors..."

He tapped the table with his folding fan, and the sound was crisp. Shen Minghuan paused, "It's the future."

When the grand concept of "future" comes out, half of the people in the world will burst into tears and be willing to die for it from then on.

This pie is so big and fragrant that the inexperienced General Zhuo was excited and forgot to worry about why Shen Minghuan separated himself from the prince so much and seemed so unfamiliar.

Now no one knows, even Shen Minghuan himself doesn't know, that this small tent will appear in people's mouths countless times in the future.

This is the first meeting between Emperor Ming and his general. Here, they made a vow to change the world.

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Three months later, our army won a great victory, and the second prince Luo Xiuqi became famous all over the world.

Everyone knows that Daqi has a commander in white robes and a golden mask. It was his wisdom and strategy that allowed Daqi to defeat the enemy in such a short time with only minor casualties.

Li Lan wrote a letter to ask for peace, willing to use the crown prince Li Chengzhuo as a hostage, and pay tribute of twelve carts of treasures, and went to Yanling to ask for an audience with the emperor of Daqi.

The emperor was pleased and ordered his second son, Prince Rui, to "escort" the crown prince back to the court immediately.

Before the people arrived, rewards had been continuously sent to the Rui Palace.

The emperor ordered the court officials to prepare a banquet to welcome the second prince. It is said that the banquet was grand and of high standards.

There are rumors that His Majesty has already written the edict to establish the crown prince, and he will reward the second prince as soon as he returns to Beijing.

The affairs of the royal family are the affairs of the state. Countless eyes are closely watching every move in the court, and all kinds of speculations are rampant.

So there are rumors that the second prince has been hiding his shortcomings for many years to protect himself, but now that his achievements are greater than his master, he is afraid that his life will be in danger.

The rumor spread across mountains and rivers and reached Luo Xiuqi's ears.

"Sir." Luo Xiuqi was a little depressed. He hadn't slept well for several days. "I will leave for Beijing tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work for me these days."

Luo Xiuqi was actually very scared.

When Shen Minghuan was dominating the battlefield in his name, he was hiding in the town behind with nothing to do.

People tend to daydream when they are idle.

Luo Xiuqi was often full of pride and happy that he was getting closer and closer to that position, but he also often woke up from his dreams and regretted that he was so bold.

Rebellion, why did he decide to take this path so resolutely?

When "Luo Xiuqi" became famous, he was still a little proud of himself, but when more and more praises were added to this name, he began to be unable to extricate himself from fear.

No matter how conceited Luo Xiuqi was, he knew that he didn't have this ability. Would the world doubt him? Would his father doubt him? If they knew that he was not as powerful as the rumors said, would they still support him?

And... Shen Minghuan...

When he had nothing to do and focused on forcing the emperor to revolt, he suddenly realized that he had no idea where to start.

Everything depended on Shen Minghuan's planning.

So, would Shen Minghuan always help him? What if the master gave up? How would he go on in the future?

Luo Xiuqi forced himself to calm down. He thought, of course the master would always help him. He would always respond to the master's requests. The master had no reason to betray him.

Shen Minghuan glanced at him, too lazy to speak, and did not answer.

Luo Xiuqi's expression was a little stiff. Although they had been together for so long, he knew that Shen Minghuan was not a pleasant person, but he did not have the courage to express his dissatisfaction. Luo Xiuqi smiled and asked humbly: "Have you heard of the rumors that have been going around recently?"

I have heard of it. If nothing unexpected happened, it was him who did it.

Shen Minghuan found that there was a deep fear in Luo Xiuqi's eyes. Is he afraid? Would he still want to back down? This is not okay.

Shen Minghuan condescended to answer him: "Your Highness, you are the future emperor, how can you be so timid?"

"Emperor... emperor, me?" A trace of greed flashed across Luo Xiuqi's fearful expression.

Shen Minghuan said proudly: "My master will naturally be the emperor."

"Your Highness, why worry about rumors? What does it matter whether the rumors are true or false? The government is controlled by my Shen family and the millions of scholars under my door, and the military power is controlled by the Zhenbei Army. Even if the emperor wants to do something to you, he has to think about it."

Speaking of the Zhenbei Army...

"Zhu Xing is dead, is it really okay?" Luo Xiuqi asked anxiously.

Zhu Xing's death was stuffed into the army's victory report and placed on the emperor's desk inconspicuously.

In normal times, if his lackey died, the emperor would definitely kill a few people to calm his anger. But now he is immersed in the joy of expanding territory, so why would he care about a little Zhu Xing?

As I said, there are obedient scabby people everywhere.

But Luo Xiuqi didn't know.

In his eyes, his father's confidant died in the border for unknown reasons after he came.

You have to look at the owner before beating a dog. Zhu Xing died, how could the emperor not express anything at all, and even didn't find out the cause of death?

On the surface, he was indifferent and silent, but who knows what bad things he was holding in his heart.

Zhuo Feichen brushed open the curtain, clasped his fists and saluted the people in the tent, "Your Highness, Mr. Shen."

He looked respectful, "quietly" raised his eyes to Luo Xiuqi, and there was undisguised respect in his eyes.

Luo Xiuqi: "!!!"

Luo Xiuqi's mouth corners curled up unconsciously, "General, no need to be polite hahahaha"

Zhuo Feichen and Luo Xiuyuan are people from the same world, and Luo Xiuqi can't reach that world. He can only look at their backs from afar and witness them becoming more and more dazzling.

He is a high-ranking prince, but at some point he will suddenly realize the distance between himself and those people.

People call these people geniuses. Luo Xiuqi sometimes feels that people have no vision, and he can do the same.

More often, he looks at these people with a gloomy expression, cursing them in his heart.

He is proud of his status, but he can only be proud of this status.

He despises their lowliness, but he also envies and even envies them from the bottom of his heart.

Now seeing Zhuo Feichen showing such a look to him, it is more comfortable than drinking a big mouthful of ice water in the dog days of summer.

Luo Xiuqi has already replaced Zhuo Feichen's face with Luo Xiuyuan's in his mind. When he thinks that his eldest brother, who has been excellent since childhood, will bow down to him one day, he is so excited that he can't help himself.

"Your Highness, this Zhu Xing..."

"He's dead."

"Your Highness, that rumor..."

"Why should I be afraid?"

"Your Highness, but the emperor..."

"I am the emperor!"

Luo Xiuqi was shocked by what he said. He was embarrassed and explained carefully: "Sir, General, I just..."

Shen Minghuan smiled slightly, "Your Highness has this ambition, which is great."

Zhuo Feichen also smiled slightly, and looked at him with more respect.

After Luo Xiuqi left, feeling dizzy as if he had drunk fake wine, the two looked at each other and complimented each other.

"Sir, you are good at speaking."

"General, you are good at acting."

"No, no, General, you are too kind."

"It's just so-so, sir, you are too kind."