Chapter 357

"The general is right," he said in a low, expressionless voice.

The general hummed for a while without looking at him again.

The ups and downs of the border city can not be spread to the capital, those who live a rich life are still enjoying their own life, and the noble families are swaying in the rich countryside.

For them, the so-called hard survival and separation between life and death are not as attractive as the flags hanging outside the brothel, not to mention the soft words and soft skin.

Bright yellow glazed tiles are shining in the sun, burning people's eyes.

The messenger, who was sent back by Zhou's father, knelt respectfully on the cold floor and even dared not breathe.

The emperor sat high in front of him. Although he had already got rid of chaoguan, no one dared to look at him.

Because of this, there were so many people in the palace that no one found that the emperor's face became more and more manic day by day.

"Come on," said the emperor after a long silence. "I also want to know what good news my lord Zhou has to tell me."

The messenger's body is lower, and the shoulder can even clearly sense the continuous cold on the ground.

"Back to the emperor," he said, his voice constantly trembling, and his broken and uncontrollable heart was agitated. "Mr. Zhou thinks that the situation is urgent at this time, and he should not take any action."

During this period of time, the emperor became impulsive and irritable because of the constant occurrence of things. When he heard this, his anger suddenly broke out.

"Don't act rashly?" He asked word by word. The light in his eyes was very cold. It was like a snake hiding in a tree hole, picking people to eat. "Repeat all that Lord Zhou said."

The man was close to the ground, shaking uncontrollably. His mind was blank, but his mouth was unconsciously agitating.

"Zhou, Lord Zhou said that his highness King Ning left for the common people in the world, and he could not choose to sneak attack at this moment."

After hearing this, there was no expression on the emperor's face.

His fingers shrunk unconsciously, and a long crack appeared in the middle of the porcelain cup as thin as a cicada's wing. The green tea quickly flowed out, wetting the emperor's bright yellow sleeves.

The eunuch who was waiting on him didn't expect such a scene to happen. He could not help complaining in his heart, but on the surface, he was silent, and people couldn't see anything.

"Emperor, calm down," he knelt down cleanly, and his shrill voice pierced everyone's ears.

the messenger trembled, and his brain, which had stopped walking for a long time, finally began to play his role again.

Ling Tianwang is for the common people in the world, but the emperor is not willing to tolerate it. Can such a lord really protect them? The messenger asked himself in his heart. Although he didn't want to believe it, all the results he could deduce from the facts were chilling.

"Bang!"

The porcelain cup, which was still struggling, finally ended its short life. With the sound of the cup falling to the ground, the broken porcelain pieces splashed in all directions, even flew straight to the messenger, leaving a long blood mark on his face.

He could clearly feel the blood flowing on his face, but he didn't dare to blink.

The eunuch trembled in his heart, forced himself to look as if nothing had happened, and said, "why should your majesty be angry about these things? Since Lord Zhou has such a statement, he must have his own basis."

"Get out of here!" But the Emperor didn't want to listen to his comfort and didn't look at him. He pointed to the door and reprimanded coldly.

The eunuch's eyes blinked quickly, and the emotion in his heart was complex, but the action didn't stop at all.

Hearing the news from here, the eunuchs and maids waiting nearby became more and more quiet. If their eyes could not catch their existence, no one would believe that there were so many people in this extremely quiet room.

After a long time, the emperor finally slowly raised his head, cold eyes slowly fell on the messenger.

"Go back and tell Lord Zhou that what I want is that the third prince can safely return to the capital. As for the rest, what does it have to do with me?" The emperor said slowly, with a very calm tone.

But just because of his attitude, the heart of the messenger slowly sank to the bottomless abyss.

Although he is enjoying the salary of the imperial court, his relatives and friends are just ordinary people without any status. They are looking forward to the emperor's being able to do justice for them and give them a space to grow wantonly.

At this moment, this small and weak hope completely declared broken, like a soap bubble being dried in the sun, the crisp sound of breaking makes people sad.

He silently drooped his head, and finally the cowardice in his heart made him dare not say anything, only silently wrote down this matter.The emperor never felt that these little people who needed to depend on him could have a great influence on him. Because of this, he didn't care whether the other party would have other feelings when he heard this.

"Get out of here, don't let me see you again in the capital." He said without expression.

The messenger turned away, and his back gradually became firm.

Since the man in front of him never put his name in his heart, why do they insist on following him all the time, the messenger thought in his heart.

He knew that these ideas were not so strong, and his heart was pounding, but even so, he never wanted to change his mind.

As the saying goes, the dike of thousands of miles broke in the ant nest. The emperor probably never thought of it. The rumors that later gave him a heavy blow have begun to gather at this moment.

After Ling Tianwang and Zhou ruo'an left, Song Ci quickly moved from the clean room to the dark dungeon.

Song Ci couldn't wait for any other voice in the city master's mansion where the master left temporarily.

At the beginning, he was disgusted with this matter, and almost every day he cursed fiercely for a period of time before he was willing to give up. But with the passage of time, he gradually got used to it, and even was full of expectation and cherish for the people who sent the food.

But today Song Ci frowned and looked warily at the figure in front of him. He didn't speak for a long time.