Chapter 304: I and the General Untie the Battle Robes 7

After breakfast, Ah Zhao took Ling Xiao to the imperial study.

Repatriating everyone, Ah Zhao looked at Ling Xiao: "General, can I trust you?" ”

Ling Xiao was stunned.

He had never heard such a direct conversation.

However, in the face of the little emperor's black and white gaze, he only hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and knelt down straight: "The minister is willing to smear the ground for His Majesty's liver and brain, and never regret dying!" ”

"Good!" Ah Zhao reached out and helped him up.

"General, please."

She carefully took out something and handed it to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao didn't know why, opened the wooden box in his hand, and when he saw the things in it, he was almost so frightened that he knelt down again: the wooden box turned out to be a tiger talisman!

The laws of the Great Qi, seeing the tiger talisman such as His Majesty's personal arrival, can adjust the order of the world's army.

Ling Xiao only felt that the things in his hand were hot: "Your Majesty, this tiger talisman ...... Please keep it away, Your Majesty. ”

Ah Zhao shook his head: "I can mobilize the army when I am in person, and this tiger talisman is in my hands, and it will not be useful." I want to give it to someone I really trust. ”

People who really trust, Ling Xiao's heart was shocked.

He didn't understand, but why the new emperor, who had just met him, trusted him so much.

But it is undeniable that his heart is already boiling because of this sentence.

Since the ancients died as confidants, and as courtiers, how much glory was it to be trusted by the king?

Ah Zhao stepped forward, held his hand, and tightened.

The cold Tiger Talisman was stuck in the palm of his hand, and the back of his hand was surrounded by a warm palm.

Ah Zhao was a little embarrassed to find that his body was really delicate, and he couldn't even hold the male protagonist's hand domineeringly.

No, it's not that it can't be done, but it's only half of it at all!

However, this did not affect her pretending: "General, I will put my trust and net worth on you." ”

Ling Xiao only felt a surge of blood rush above his head.

He looked at Ah Zhao and said word by word: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty!" The minister must live up to His Majesty's wishes! ”

Ah Zhao nodded with satisfaction, realizing that the male protagonist's golden thigh was already tightly embraced.

After all, in the original plot, Ling Xiao is a serious and old-fashioned character who is a little stubborn and inflexible, and has a strong sense of loyalty.

Even a dog emperor like Bochang Hou Shizi is conscientious and conscientious, let alone a good emperor like himself, who is sympathetic and trusts his subordinates? Ah Zhao was very shameless and put on a high hat for himself.

The monarch chatted for a long time in the study.

Until Yuhu reported outside the imperial study, saying that the reception banquet was about to begin.

It is said that it is a reception banquet, because of national filial piety, no dancing and music, no drinking, and no big banquet are allowed in the palace.

In fact, it was just Ah Zhao summoning a few henchmen or high-ranking courtiers to chat.

Ling Xiao's quasi-father-in-law, Bo Changhou, is among this group of ministers.

Their Majesty did not arrive until all the ministers present were about to arrive.

In a moment, everyone stood up from their desks.

"Greetings to Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live!"

Ah Zhao waved his hand and sat on the top seat.

She didn't miss the look of those ministers when she walked in with Ling Xiao.

There are arrogant people, there are disdainful of themselves as emperors, and there are few people who really maintain respect for the emperor.

She saw that Ling Xiao was about to go to the first position on the right-hand side, and suddenly coughed lightly:

"Someone, sit down for the general."

Ling Xiao paused and looked at her puzzled.

An attendant lifted a quaint and atmospheric seat and placed it on the position of the emperor's slightly lower head.