At dusk, Sima Cuo shuttled between mountains of corpses and seas of blood, commanding his soldiers to clean the battlefield, gather the corpses of both the enemy and ourselves, and rebuild the barriers (to prevent Zhao Jun from sudden counterattack)...
One after another, things seem to never end.
Red bloodshot eyes have spread in Sima Cuo's eyes. He is really too tired. After working hard for days and nights, coupled with the loss of Rui Shi, it is like a sledgehammer, hitting his heartstrings hard. .
But he knew that he couldn't fall down or rest yet, Qin still needed him...
Over there, Sima Cuo, who was stepping on blood and smelling the stench, almost collapsed from exhaustion, but here, Lord Xinling was resting on the beauty's arm, covered with silk and satin, smelling the vague body fragrance, and wandering around in comfort. Awake.
Sometimes there is really no comparison between people.
Slowly opening his eyes, a delicate silk fan was fanning Mr. Xinling up and down.
The owner of the fan was also the owner of the jade arm. Seeing Lord Xinling slowly wake up, he immediately stopped the fan in his hand with a smile and said, "Your Majesty! You have a good sleep."
"Yes." Mr. Xinling said lightly, then sat up, turned his head and looked out the bright window, and asked, "What time is it?"
"It's time for You." The beautiful lady on the side rubbed her numb arms and replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, are you getting up?"
"It's time for you." Lord Xinling murmured to himself, as if he was considering whether to get up. After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Get up."
After receiving the order, the beautiful woman quickly got up, called the maid from outside, and began to wait for Lord Xinling to get up.
After washing, cleansing, gargling, and dressing up, the sun has moved far westward, and it is about to fall under the Western Mountain.
But while Lord Xinling was slowly getting up and washing up in an orderly manner, Lian Po was already a little impatient in the front hall.
It's no wonder that Lian Po doesn't have a calm temperament. Anyone who is left in the living room for a whole day will become anxious. Since Chen time, Lian Po has been waiting in the living room. The elders in Lord Xinling's house did not dare to neglect. The tea has been changed over and over again, and the refreshments have been put on the floor in different patterns. It seems that they are afraid that Lian Po will starve. .
But there is no news about Lord Xinling.
"Your Majesty has not returned from the palace. Please wait a moment, General."
"Your Majesty has asked me to wait for the general to be well-off. Is the general ever hungry? A cow was killed by a fall on Zhuangzi. How about some beef?" The butler was enthusiastic and kept asking after greetings. He even brought out rare things like beef to entertain him. It can't be said to be careless. (In ancient times, cattle were needed for farming, and eating cattle was a sin. Only sick cattle, old cattle, and injured cattle could be eaten. Of course, this did not stop the nobles from eating cattle. After all, there were so many Zhuangzi, and it would not count if they killed a cow one day. That’s right, right? Of course, even nobles can’t always eat beef.)
Although they took good care of him, the family never mentioned a word about Lord Xinling's behavior. Although Lord Xinling actually slept in the house, no matter how Lian Po asked, as long as Lord Xinling was mentioned, he would only say "wait a moment". Two word response.
But what the elder didn't expect was that the simple two words he called Lian Po - "general", had already betrayed his deeds as a king!
I recall how surprised and horrified Lord Xinling was when he learned that the person coming was himself, General Lian Po of Zhao State. He took him to his study to have a secret conversation, and told his family to send someone to guard the study, lest others find out about him. 's arrival
Now, I have easily learned from my elders that my identity has been exposed. Under what circumstances would Lord Xinling tell his elders about his identity? And the elder would call him "general" in front of him without any scruples?
There is only one possibility!
Lord Xinling has already met King Wei, and has told King Wei exactly what he wants, and has even received King Wei's promise. This will make the alert and cautious Lord Xinling put down his guard. , tell the elders calmly about their identity.
Only when Mr. Xinling told him frankly would the elder of the family blurt out the word "general" without any scruples.
As for why Lord Xinling had already obtained the tacit approval of King Wei, but his family elder kept delaying him again and again?
I thought it was just stretching myself and making myself anxious.
An anxious mind leads to chaos, and chaos leads to disaster. It's nothing more than trying to make yourself confused in your eagerness, lose your ability to think, and be forced to sign more unfair treaties.
But in other words, Wei State should have generally reached a unified opinion, that is, sending troops to assist Zhao State, but maybe it wants to get more benefits from Zhao State.
Well, as long as we can send troops!
As for after the troops are sent out, I will let you know what the dangers of the battlefield are.
Apparently after a night of thinking, Lian Po had some plans to win Hanoi for Wei.
And since the monarchs and ministers of the Wei State wanted to act, Lian Po immediately decided to let the monarchs and ministers of the Wei State learn what it means to be an actor's self-cultivation, and who is the originator of acting.
After all, Lian Po's drama of "asking for mercy while bearing a thorn" was highly praised by Zhao Jun and his ministers, and it has become a good story that has been passed down through the ages!
So Lian Po sat in his seat, thinking randomly in his mind, showing his anxiety from time to time.
While eating beef, he sighed, drank tea, and looked out the door, muttering from time to time: "Why hasn't Lord Xinling returned yet?"
She looks like an idiot who is waiting for her husband to return.
"How is General Lian Po's condition today? Has he ever gone out?" Lord Xinling, who was already fully dressed, immediately called his elders and asked about Lian Po's condition in detail.
"At noon, I seemed to want to go out, but for some reason I held myself back in front of the hall." The elder carefully replied: "I am afraid that Your Majesty will return suddenly and not be able to see Your Majesty."
When Lord Xinling heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said that it was right not to go out. No one in this Wei Dynasty could help Zhao except himself. Obviously, Lian Po also realized this. However, Lord Xinling recalled the heated court debate at night, and he still felt filled with emotion.
One sighs that the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty had a plain meal on their corpses, and there were so few available materials;
The second sigh is that I am alone in the battle with the crowd, and there are so few people at my disposal.
"How is General Lianpo feeling now?" Lord Xinling adjusted his mentality slightly and continued to ask.
"You must be quite anxious. You have been pacing in the hall since noon, and now you have to ask me over and over again every cup of tea - has your Majesty come back and when will you come back?" The steward said. He said with a look of taking credit: "I think your Majesty is still in Shangguan and I will return to you."
"You are quite clever!" Lord Xinling praised him without hesitation.
Obviously, what Lord Xinling needs is Lian Po who is unwilling to eat and is anxious and impatient.
