Yang Zhang thought about it for a moment.
The way he looked sitting on the throne might have been quite majestic at first, but later he thought about the piles of officials who talked about the truth, so he forgot about it.
The battlefield is simply much more complicated.
Suddenly, Yang Zhang's head shook violently to express his resistance: "I don't want to follow those officials who are obsessed with principles and wait for me to get sick sooner or later."
Yang Zhang didn't return to Beijing very often, but every time he returned to Beijing, he always met the Prime Minister's group who made him dazzled and uncomfortable.
Don't think that he doesn't know what those self-righteous officials say in private about his military attache.
Yang Zhang's words amused Vice General Pei who was also listening.
He knew that his two generals were not interested in the lofty throne.
Although they couldn't tease them in person, they didn't care if they joked in private.
After all, we are all our own people.
"General Yang, if you have the guts to say this, you should tell those officials face to face.
Don't keep running away every time you see him.
You don't have the spirit of a general."
Vice General Pei followed Yang Zhang with a joking look on his face.
It's been ten years.
What I usually like to do the most is watching General Yang blowing his beard and staring at him in anger.
"Pei Tianyuan, why do you like to anger me in front of the general?"
Regardless of how angry Yang Zhang looked, he actually had no idea at all.
But after being exposed, he retorted with some suppressed blushes, "I'm just trying to make them have thin arms and thin legs.
I'm afraid they will be broken if I pinch them."
"Oh, really?"
Vice General Pei glanced at Yang Zhang with a mysterious face.
When he felt that he was really going to have a headache, he immediately looked away and coughed lightly and asked Shen Ziyu, "General, just like General Yang As he said, His Majesty must have returned to Beijing this time.
I have thought of an excuse to suppress our Flame Soldiers.
If it is really a suppression, I am afraid that the treacherous ministers around His Majesty will take over.
When the time comes, it is better to just cross the border and never return to Beijing, as General Yang mentioned before. never mind."
At that time, family members in Beijing will also be picked up.
Vice General Pei saw things more clearly than Yang Zhang, and he just wanted to live more comfortably with regard to His Majesty the Emperor's thoughts.
A country is a country, a home is a home, and people are people, but the emperor likes to break things.
Although the Flame Soldiers usually like to joke, they understand that their loyalty is not to Emperor Donghuo, but to Donghuo Kingdom and Lie family.
Shen Ziyu yawned leisurely while riding his horse: "What's the hurry?
The old man always believes that your Majesty will not be so confused.
If there is no evidence, he will definitely not leave."
Marshal Lie is old, but his heart is not only for the people but also for His Majesty.
Apart from the work of the Marshal's Mansion, now only Marshal Lie is left alone in the mansion.
The only person I have a close relationship with is Butler Lie, and there are spies everywhere in the house.
Although he turned a blind eye, in reality Marshal Lie's stay in the capital was equivalent to a pawn used by Emperor Donghuo to contain Lie Rubai and Lie Yanbing.
Vice General Pei and Yang Zhang didn't know what Marshal Lie was thinking.
His desire to stay in the capital actually gave Emperor Donghuo hope, but on the other hand, it also frightened him.
Marshal Lie had a lot of thoughts.
But in the end, in Shen Ziyu's view, he was foolish and loyal.
Are you really a fool to sit in the position of marshal?
Of course not, I'm just pretending to be confused. aa2705221: