Chapter 18: Palace Change (3)

"But the old minister ........."

The national teacher is unwilling, if he is dozens of years younger, how good it would be!

"There is no need to be in a hurry." King Loulan comforted: "Although you can't lead troops to fight, but you can make suggestions and make new generals, if the national teacher insists on going, how about allowing you to go to the battlefield as a military advisor and contribute to the war?" ”

His body, he knows best, is old, even if he has the heart, he can only do nothing.

On the march to fight, long journeys, his old bones can't stand the fatigue of the boats and cars, and being a military advisor not only can't help, but drags the troops back!

The national teacher sighed and had to dispel his mind.

After persuading the national teacher, King Loulan's eyes fell on the other ministers, "How many Aiqing have a good plan?" ”

"Minister.........

The ministers were speechless, and they had already silently listed the remaining generals in the court one by one in their hearts, but unfortunately they were not suitable candidates.

After a while, after several people deliberated, a decision was finally made.

"The Holy Lord and the ministers unanimously agreed that Pigapa, the son of the Lord Protector, was the most suitable, and he had the experience of leading troops on several marches under the command of Arhan, and he was slightly better than the other major generals."

"No, Pigapa is young and inexperienced, the old minister remembers the last time he quelled the civil strife, he almost fell into the enemy's trap, but fortunately, Ava Khan appeared in time at the critical moment to save him, otherwise......... The consequences are unimaginable! He is too impulsive, not stable enough, and it is difficult to pick the main beam! The national teacher interjected and analyzed to the point.

"This ........." Everyone looked at each other, and they lost their minds for a while.

What the National Teacher said is very true, but it is ......... There are only a few major generals left in the DPRK and China, and in comparison, Pigapa is slightly better in all aspects.

"The ministers are talentless, and they really can't think of a suitable candidate, so please ask the Holy Lord to condemn him!"

Several people were terrified, and they couldn't think of anyone for a long time.

They can't be blamed, the three generals died one after another, and there was a shortage of talents, which had never happened in the history of Loulan.

King Loulan pondered for a while, waved his right hand lightly, looked tired, and held his forehead to signal them to retreat, "This matter needs to be considered in the long run, you can retreat for the time being." ”

"Yes, the minister retired."

The ministers saluted one after another, and the national teacher came to the end, and his front foot was about to step out of the palace gate, when a man's deep voice came from behind him: "Lord National Teacher, please stay, there are still a few words I want to tell you." ”

He deliberately retreated from the others and left him alone, and what he had to say was probably an important matter.

Hearing this, the national teacher hurriedly stopped and asked respectfully, "What does the Holy Lord command?" ”

"There are two things left to the national teacher to do."

King Loulan whispered a few words in his ear, only to see that the national teacher had a solemn face after hearing this, and replied with a fist: "Holy Lord, although rest assured, the old minister is taking this old life, and he must find out who murdered General Ava Khan as soon as possible!" ”

After speaking, the national teacher bowed and retreated.

After General Kurban died on the battlefield, it seems that someone is secretly controlling all this behind his back, Ava Khan's death is strange, and the 40,000 troops who are stranded are even more weird, I am afraid that there are already spies inside.

Looking at the court, no one can be trusted except for the national teacher.

The national teacher went through three dynasties, and he thought about Loulan wholeheartedly, and told him to find out the inside story, which was more reliable than others.

No matter who it is, his right, his world, his throne, no one can shake it!

"Ava Khan......... Is he dead? ”

A trembling voice came from behind herself, and at some point, Isa came out of the inner room, her face paler than snow.

King Loulan suppressed the chill in his eyes, strode forward to hold her hand, and touched it, but it was as cold as an ice cube.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

King Loulan frowned, hugged her into his arms, and tried to warm her cold body temperature with his body.

According to reason, the desert is hot during the day, and wearing only one shirt makes people sweat, but she is like being in a cold winter, which is diametrically opposed to normal body temperature.

In the face of his inquiry, she did not answer, and let him hold him in her arms like a puppet, and a pair of jade hands tightly grasped the clothes on his chest, as if she was afraid that he would slip away.

"Is Ava Khan really dead?"

Unable to get an answer from him, she asked again, tilting her head slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes staring at his face.

"Huh?"

Her many questions caught the man's attention, and after a moment of reflection, he understood why she was so abnormal.

With a big hand, he stroked the slightly cool cheek, and he patiently comforted: "Don't worry, the court will be fine, and the lonely will be fine." Ava Khan's death is strange, Lone quickly finds out who did it, you don't have to worry, once Lone knows who it is........."

He must cut that man's body into ten thousand pieces, cut off his head and hang it on the city tower, so as to show the world the tragic fate of plotting against him and coveting his throne!

But his comfort didn't have the slightest effect, and she couldn't help but think wildly.

When she heard that Ava Khan was dead and that there was no one in the court who was qualified to be the commander, her heart went up and down, and then she heard them say that the 40,000 army refused to return to the court, and she was afraid that someone behind her would want to usurp the throne, and her heart fell to a low point.

He was suspicious by nature and trusted very few people, she knew him, and no one at the moment made him feel comfortable sending out.

Internal worries, coupled with external troubles, she worries, she is afraid, afraid that the man she loves will meet with accidents.........

"Once Ava Khan dies, who can you trust next........."

A strong sense of fear swept over Yisha, as if she had gone back to half a year ago, slaughtering and fleeing, screaming and roaring, and watching her relatives fall in front of her.........

On that day, corpses were strewn all over the field, rivers of blood flowed, and death was gradually approaching, and she quietly waited for the fatal knife that was about to fall on her neck, and when this knife came down, she could follow her relatives to Huangquan. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he descended like a god, armed with a gold-inlaid sword, brave and invincible, leading a large number of soldiers and horses to fight the rebels, wielding a knife to cut off the heads of one enemy after another, and flesh and blood flying!

When the enemy saw him, it was like seeing a demon in hell, and he was terrified.

He avenged her and saved her......... and the only two maidservants left in the house.

He is her benefactor, her hero, her husband, and the man she loves.

lost her loved ones, he is the source of her life, is God, cruel to take away the short-term happiness?

"Yarn? Yarn? ”

She was immersed in the past and couldn't get out, automatically blocking all the sounds around her, like a sculpture, like a sculpture, like this, she was exactly the same as the night her relatives died, fragile and distressing.

It took him a long time to care for her to slowly recover and come out of that sad past, not wanting her to sink into it again.

Whether she heard it or not, King Loulan held her weak shoulders, and his cold voice carried a trace of imperceptible tenderness: "Lone assures you that we will be safe and sound, the world, will always be a lonely world, you will always be the queen of Lone, no one can shake Lone's throne, even if the soldiers are in the city, Lone has the ability to turn the tide!" ”