After exhausting myself to death

Luo Dan once relied on two generals of the Qi Dynasty when he was young, but since he came to the throne, he has never stopped weakening his military power.

Now he thinks he has nothing to worry about. He can punish Zhuo Feichen when he is angry, and attack Gu Chenglin's nephew if he wants to trouble others. He is neither worried about rebellion nor rebellion.

In the Zhenbei army, the emperor appointed a deputy general.

Zhuo Feichen does not have the right to directly mobilize the army. Perhaps he can decide some small things with his prestige, but more things require the consent of both people at the same time.

Generals who can win the battle are hard to find, and obedient leprous are everywhere. Lieutenant General Zhu Xing monitors Zhuo Feichen conscientiously, and works diligently to make things difficult. From time to time, he fights with people to show off his power, and he works very hard to keep General Zhuo in the Zhenbei Army. Lost its place in the country.

As the emperor's "confidant minister", Zhu Xing naturally put himself on the same front as Luo Xiuqi. The soldiers would avoid Luo Xiuqi when they muttered, but they could not hide it from Zhu Xing.

Zhu Xing came as a matter of course to "share the worries" of the second prince.

Shen Minghuan was still in Luo Xiuqi's tent.

He rarely came to Luo Xiuqi on his own initiative, let alone stayed away for such a long time. It was so abnormal, as if he was waiting for something.

Luo Xiuqi wanted him to stay, so he would not drive him away, so Shen Minghuan calmly changed to a more comfortable sitting position and watched Zhu Xing's penetrating performance with great interest.

"Marshal, we have to guard against it!" Zhu Xing was almost in tears, and completed the perfect ending with this expression.

Luo Xiuqi's face turned livid: "How could this happen? How dare an old man like Zhuo Feichen dare to disobey the law. No wonder I feel that these pursuits are unsatisfactory. It turns out that he disobeyed orders! He even instigated the soldiers and gave me instructions. Damn it!"

"I am the prince of Da Qi, and I have been personally appointed as the Grand Marshal of the Army. These people dare to talk about me. Do they want to rebel? Damn it, damn it, they all deserve to die, they are a bunch of rebellious officials and thieves!"

When he thought about how complacent he was these days, thinking that everyone was worshiping him and praising him, but the fact was completely the opposite, Luo Xiuqi was so embarrassed that he wanted to burn it all down.

When I passed by that day, I saw the soldiers passing by whispering and winking. Could it be that they were laughing at him?

"Sir." Luo Xiuqi turned around to ask for help, his tone still aggrieved.

For a moment, Luo Xiuqi suddenly remembered that it was the man in front of him who had asked him to take command, but he quickly forgot about it.

He thought that the husband was doing it for his own good, and he didn't know it would turn out like this.

Shen Minghuan chuckled, "Your Highness, have you heard what General Zhu said in private? As for General Zhuo, does General Zhu have evidence?"

Luo Xiuqi was stunned and looked at Zhu Xing suspiciously.

Indeed, he had never heard any rumors.

The conceited Luo Xiuqi could not admit that he was blind and deaf, and to be honest, it was easier to accept that Zhu Xing deceived him than that he was despised by the army officers.

Zhu Xing looked at Luo Xiuqi's scrutinizing look and shouted in panic: "I will tell you the truth. Everyone knows these things, and I can confront anyone."

"General Zhu can cover the sky with one hand, so what's the difficulty in finding a few people to direct and act?" Shen Minghuan said in a joking tone, and the word "Zhu" was dragged out for a long time, making it look more and more strange.

Although Luo Xiuqi knew that Shen Minghuan had the tendency to sow discord, he still couldn't help but be afraid of the words "covering the sky with one hand".

Zhu Xing glared angrily at Shen Minghuan, who was sitting leisurely on the chair, and expressed his loyalty to Luo Xiuqi with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness, I am loyal to the Holy One. Your Highness knows it!"

"Loyal... This is so bad." Shen Minghuan's voice was not loud, but it was very clear among Zhu Xing's cries and howls, with a bit of a smile.

Zhu Xing's cry was choked in his throat. He seemed to vaguely hear something terrible?

No, no, no, it’s impossible, he must have heard wrong.

"His Highness has endured all the hardships and hardships to come to Mobei just to establish your own military power. What is there to hesitate about now? Two Zhu Xings cannot stand up to one Zhuo Feichen. What should I do?" Your Highness should be well aware of the choice."

"What's more, if one servant does not serve two masters, Zhuo Feichen will definitely feel resentful when he receives this cold treatment. It is the time for His Highness to show kindness. With Zhuo Feichen's character, if you help him for a while, he will remember it for a lifetime. If you can just do it right There are not many opportunities to help him when he is in trouble. If God doesn't help him, you will be blamed for it, Your Highness."

This is true, Zhuo Feichen is grateful and values ​​friendship. It's a pity that Luo Xiuyuan helped him first and still risked everything to help.

Shen Minghuan sighed, and then changed the subject, "But this General Zhu is loyal, sincere, and sincere to Your Majesty."

Zhu Xing broke out in a cold sweat. What he was afraid of was not that the second prince had a disobedient heart, but what he was most afraid of was that these two people actually made no secret of it in front of him.

Living people can only be so honest when dealing with dead people.

"You thief, if you dare to bewitch His Highness, I will kill you!" Zhu Xing screamed.

When meeting the prince, he was not wearing any weapons, but he was a soldier after all, and he could still do basic boxing and kicking skills. Zhu Xing stepped forward, clenched his fist and punched Shen Minghuan in the face.

The movement was so fast that Luo Xiuqi didn't even react. He quickly stopped him loudly: "Stop..."

Shen Minghuan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhu Xing's wrist, and then clamped down on him in two or three strokes. He seemed to be doing it with ease, while Zhu Xing, who was opposite him, looked ferocious, obviously trying his best.

"Hand..." Luo Xiuqi stopped talking.

"You can do something to such a pretty face... Your Highness." Shen Minghuan complained to Zhu Xing, turned around and called Luo Xiuqi, signaling with his eyes.

Luo Xiuqi followed his gaze and looked at the table.

There is a knife on the table.

——Shen Minghuan uses it to cut fruits.

——The knife is very sharp, and it is enough to kill people if you want.

"This," Luo Xiuqi suddenly understood what Shen Minghuan meant, and he hesitated, "It's not good, after all, he belongs to the emperor."

"Then I'll let him go and let him complain to the emperor?" Shen Mingze asked.

Zhu Xing was exhausted from struggling, but the shadow of death still enveloped him. He could feel Luo Xiuqi's murderous intention, "No, I can't, I don't know anything..."

Zhu Xing burst into tears and cried incoherently, "Your Highness, please, let me go. I, I, I work like cattle and horses for Your Highness. I am not His Majesty's, I am yours. Your Highness, please." you……"

Shen Minghuan loosened his hand slightly, and Zhu Xing retreated quickly like a dying fish touching the sea water.

Luo Xiuqi reacted conditionedly, "Don't let go!"

Shen Minghuan tightened his grip again, and Zhu Xing was so frightened that he immediately held his breath and suppressed himself until his face turned red.

Shen Mingze had a profound meaning: "As a king, you must not be merciful."

Luo Xiuqi took a deep breath and picked up the knife on the table.

He has never been on the battlefield, nor has he killed a chicken.

But he has killed people.

He has killed many people, like Zhu Xing who was restrained by Shen Minghuan at this time, who could not resist.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

The system thought thoughtfully: [Host, I know why you took the initiative to come to Luo Xiuqi instead of asking him to come to you. ]

Luo Xiuqi's face turned pale. He weakly let go of his hand, and the knife fell to the ground with only a dull sound.

"Sir, what's next?"

He was very scared. No matter how much he had longed for the cakes Shen Minghuan drew before, it was just a thought.

But now that he has killed Zhu Xing, he has truly stood on the opposite side of his father and lit the first beacon with his own hands.

"Don't worry. In a place like the battlefield, it's normal for someone to die. Your Majesty will believe you." Shen Minghuan smiled.

Next? Next, you will have no way out, you can only follow the direction I pointed out for you and go to a dead end.

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"Zhu Xing is dead?" Zhuo Feichen's tone was a little strange.

"General Zhuo, you can laugh if you want. You don't have to hold it back." Shen Minghuan had a very tight schedule for the day. He left Luo Xiuqi's place, went back to have a sumptuous lunch, and took a comfortable nap before coming to see Zhuo Feichen. .

Zhuo Feichen's facial expression was a little distorted, maybe he was suppressing a smile, "How did he die?"

"I killed him." Shen Minghuan said calmly without blinking. People who didn't know thought he meant "the weather is really nice today."

Zhuo Feichen didn't expect this man to admit it so casually. He was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, "You, this, why, that..."

Zhu Xing's death was not a pity, but he was the emperor's man, and killing him would be too disrespectful to the emperor.

"Because he made things difficult for the general." Shen Minghuan didn't emphasize it very hard. His tone was casual, as if he just blurted out, and he seemed extremely sincere, "General, aren't you happy that I killed him? From now on, no one can give you anything. I’m so angry.”

Zhuo Feichen never knew that he was such an emotional person, that he would have the urge to cry because of one sentence.

Although Zhu Xing didn't have much ability and couldn't cause much harm to him, this kind of villain was really disgusting. Now that Zhu Xing was dead, he died so neatly that he really wanted to hold a three-day banquet to celebrate.

"But... how do you explain it to His Majesty?" The iron-blooded General Zhuo's eyes were sore, filled with joy and sorrow, mixed with indescribable emotion.

"When you live your whole life, you should live a more comfortable life. You can't always wrong yourself. As for the explanation, that will happen later." Shen Minghuan said.

General Zhuo was silent for a moment, "You don't seem to have any respect for His Majesty?"

"Huh?" Shen Minghuan was extremely surprised, "Do you still have awe of that old guy?"

General Zhuo felt a little ashamed for no reason, and retorted with a red face: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't, I, I... I already disliked him!"

Shen Minghuan looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"I heard that the general joined the army at the age of eighteen. He has been in the army for forty years, and has gone through no less than a hundred battles, large and small. From an unknown soldier to an undefeated god of war, the general has witnessed blood staining deserts, mountains, and long rivers, and he has not been able to work for ten days and ten nights. He closed his eyes and chewed bark and grass roots to break through. At the most critical moment, a sharp arrow passed through his chest, missing his heart by only half an inch. "

Shen Minghuan raised his eyes and said solemnly: "The hundreds of millions of people in Daqi should all bow their heads and thank the general for his great kindness."