Here he did not find the same jealousy of his grumpy majesty as others.

Seeing His Majesty raise his head, Gonggong Peng consciously retreated by himself.

Looking at the knife in Guan Kuo's hand, several palace guards entered the study and stood on both sides with old-fashioned faces.

Guan Kuo saw His Majesty's eyes and looked over, and there was finally a little brilliance in them.

He straddled Qin and killed, ready to bow down.

But he heard His Majesty speak.

"Here, you can regard me as the supreme commander of the Tang Dynasty."

His Majesty's voice was a little deep and magnetic, but it was just a lack of qi.

Guan Kuo paused, and then immediately understood what His Majesty meant, and changed the bow to clenching his fists and kneeling on one knee.

He suddenly thought of the scene when the three thousand Yuejia saw Her Royal Highness the little princess of Southern Wu, and exhaled a simple word:

"Ginseng!"

Most people in the Northern Tang Dynasty, when they see Your Majesty, will definitely shout to see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live Yunyun, and his response is unique.

But obviously, Your Majesty likes it, and Your Majesty probably thinks that the people in the army are simple and clear, as long as the heart is there, it is everything.

"Get up." His Majesty leaned back in the dragon chair and seemed to be more and more interested in him.

"Brush—"

Guan Kuo's movements were very fast, so fast that he made a sound like three thousand Yue Jia, and then he straddled Qin Kill and stood straight, like another statue.

He saw His Majesty's eyes narrowed, and the big sleeves embroidered with auspicious clouds were gently brushed on the desk, probably looking at himself.

His Majesty's eyes are indeed not good, he sighed.

And he found that it was different from what Gonggong Peng said, looking at the spirit and spirit, His Majesty's health was not very good, which was worrying.

"Come closer."

His Majesty's body leaned back, closed his eyes, sighed, and said.

Guan Kuo took nine steps forward, his steps were even, and he came to a distance in front of His Majesty.

Looking at Qin Shu beside him, the palace guards around him were a little nervous, and they couldn't help but step forward, but His Majesty waved his hand and said:

"It's okay, I love the general's knife, recognize me as the king, this great Tang Dynasty, recognize me as the king."

Your Majesty is sometimes especially conceited, even conceitedly cute.

Of course, Guan Kuo absolutely recognizes him as the king.

His Majesty's eyes opened again, and he seemed to feel better, and Guan Kuo was closer, so he could see more clearly.

He looked like this for a long time, up and down, as if he wanted to completely see Guan Kuo's eyebrows, Guan Kuo's look, and Guan Kuo's temperament.

His Majesty sighed again and said, "You are not like him. ”

Guan Kuo smiled, he understood what His Majesty meant.

After all, he is not the Guan Qinghe that His Majesty can entrust, and he is still a long way from his father.

"After Qinghe left, I became more and more tired." His Majesty said.

"Your Majesty should take care of the dragon's body." Guan Kuo lowered his head to show respect.

"The Tuwu people, the Southern Wu people, the Wuwu people, and the many Tang people who don't understand me and should be killed, don't want me to be pure."

Guan Kuo didn't speak, thinking that the troubles you encountered were much easier than the previous emperors and other emperors of the previous dynasties.

His Majesty looked at him again: "But, Guan Kuo, you have changed. ”

On top of this, His Majesty's eyes are excellent, and they seem to be able to penetrate into the depths of the soul.

"In northern Xinjiang, in the face of abrupt people like wolves and tigers, if you don't change, you have to die."

Here, he did not say that he would not change, and in Chang'an, he would die even more.

"So, I threw you into that desolate place, and you don't hate me?" His Majesty leaned forward, an expression of interest on his face.

When he knew that others hated him behind his back, he might have ordered someone to wield a butcher's knife and destroy all the forces that dared to resist his will, but when he himself took the initiative to ask such a question, his heart was very calm, and he was curious, perhaps this is our Majesty, the eccentric and contradictory, moody Majesty.

"Your Majesty didn't kill me," Guan Kuo said, "and then it was because Your Majesty let me go to the Northern Frontier that this was protecting me." ”

The topic returned to that again, His Majesty's eyes dimmed a little, and said: "Qinghe is my Aiqing, I am reluctant to give him up, I have no choice, I have no reason to kill you, you are a good boy." ”

"Good boy", this title made Guan Kuo's expression a little moved.

In the past, because His Majesty liked Guan Qinghe, although he and His Majesty did not have too much and close contact, he could feel His Majesty's kindness to him, and later, His Majesty gave him the marriage of Guangle Princess Li Xiyun, which made him feel the ultimate in His Majesty's kindness.

Now, when I hear His Majesty's title of "good boy" again, I can't help but think of the scene when I met Your Majesty with my father in the past, and of course, the fact of marriage.

His Majesty almost became his father-in-law, and he was really a good boy of His Majesty, he smiled bitterly.

"Your Majesty wields many knives in Northern Xinjiang, and I am only one of them, and I am honored to be a good one."

He didn't want to get into the past, so he talked about the present.

His Majesty cast his eyes on Qin Kill at his waist.

"Is this his knife?" He asked.

Guan Kuo's expression was a little calm, and he nodded slightly.

"Bring it in." His Majesty spoke.

Those palace guards all put their hands on the hilts of their swords, and their expressions were tense and vigilant to the extreme.

Seeing these scenes, Guan Kuo untied Qin Slash from the scabbard, and then sent the handle forward, his hand only holding the top of the scabbard.

Then, take a step forward.

In this way, the hilt of the knife is on His Majesty's side, and if the sword is drawn and shot, it will be His Majesty, not him.

His Majesty's eyes flashed with approval, and Guan Kuo's gesture to show his loyalty gave him some satisfaction to that conceit.

He could have asked the guards around him to take the sword and then pass it on to him, but he was the current Majesty, and he didn't bother to do that, he just wanted to present it to Guan Kuo himself.

Qin was killed in His Majesty's hands, and those palace guards breathed a sigh of relief and took their hands off the hilt of their swords.

The brilliance of Qin Killing was submerged in the scabbard.

General Zhenwei's soul, General Zhenwei's loyalty to His Majesty and the Tang Dynasty, is contained in the scabbard.

His Majesty stretched out his hand, his bright yellow sleeves swayed, he gently stroked the delicate patterns on the scabbard, and stared at those patterns, his eyes flashing a few hints of nostalgia.

"More than ten years ago, he was the first to enter the palace in a martial arts test in front of the palace on a whim." His Majesty spoke.

"I asked him where he was from, and he said that he was an old Qin man, a Qin man who was born for war, a chariot, a horse Xiao Xiao, and a pedestrian with bows and arrows at his waist."

"I looked at him, and I felt that this person could be a general, and he could work for my Datang, don't ask me why I think so, because I don't know."

"But I'm right."

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(End of chapter)