Wang Li quickly glanced at the case table that was kicked over by Wang Ben, and next to the case table was a lot of delicacies. - Isn't this horse meat? They were all cooked and sent by His Majesty.

Wang Li scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out - he was afraid that his father, who was angry at this time, would beat him violently.

The delicious food scattered all over the place was really fragrant, Wang Li swallowed his saliva, slowly looked away, and urged the attendants who were frightened stupid by his angry father, "What are you doing in a daze?"

"Why don't you go and prepare a fast horse for your father!"

Let's go, let's go!

I don't eat horse meat, and I don't allow others to eat it, and I spoil all the food on such a large table in front of him, what is the difference between this and killing a horse in front of him?

My father loves horses, but he also likes to eat delicious food! Wang Li was suffocated and aggrieved.

"Oh, the villain will go and prepare the horse!"

The squire ran out as fast as he could.

Wang Ben kicked away the desk that fell to the ground and crossed in front of him, and went back to the room to freshen up and change clothes with a cold face.

The horse was ready, Wang Ben was also freshened up, and the heroic man flew on the horse and rushed out of the Tongwu Marquis Mansion like an arrow from the string. The horse's hooves rolled up the yellow sand, and there was a lot of discussion—

"It's ...... Tongwu Hou?!"" Isn't he too sick to get up?!" This is, this is a miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life?!"

The people who are good friends with the Wang family are relatively simple and rude, and as soon as the post is handed over, they come to visit.

"Miracle Doctor?"

Wang Li shook his head decisively, "No."

"If there is a miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life, I am afraid that my father would have been sent to the palace a long time ago, where will it be our turn?"

"Then, if there is no miracle doctor, how can Tongwu Hou's illness be cured?" Someone came cautiously and tempted.

Wang Li was slightly stunned and reacted.

- Oh, oh, how did his father, who was extra energetic when he was beating himself up, and had the rest of his time coughing up blood in the wind, suddenly able to walk like a fly or even a flying horse?!

"This, this, I don't know."

Wang Li opened his mouth, vaguely understanding why His Majesty had sent horse meat over - his good father had committed the crime of deceit!

He was obviously strong enough to kill a cow with one punch, but he pretended to be weak in front of the world

One step and three breaths, in order to reduce His Majesty's suspicion of the Wang family, so that the Wang family, who has high merit and shocking the master, can successfully retire, instead of ending up with Wu Anjun.

Father, you are confused!

What a conceited man, Your Majesty?

Don't say that our Wang family is over, but I am afraid that all the military generals' military exploits will not be able to shake this emperor who covers the three emperors and five emperors, so he calls himself the first emperor.

Wang Li couldn't sit still, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I can't accompany you." "When I come back from my errands, I'll go to your house and apologize."

"Send off, prepare the horse!" Following Wang Ben, Wang Li also flew to Shanglin Yuan.

"Where is Your Majesty?"

Wang Ben arrived at Shanglin Yuan, turned over and dismounted, threw the reins to the guards, and asked Yingzheng's personal guards stationed outside the hall in a cold voice.

"Your Majesty is dining with the little princess."

The guards looked at Wang Ben, who was no longer pretending to be sick, and then thought about His Majesty the Emperor, who was eating the whole horse banquet at this time, and his mood was extremely complicated, "You go over now, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient."

"Inconvenience?" Wang Ben raised his eyebrows, "How many horses did Your Majesty kill?"

This kind of question can be answered by a small guard?

Liu Ji came over with gritted teeth, and relieved the guards who were inconvenient to answer the question, "Oh, isn't this the general Tongwu Marquis?" Aren't you too sick to get up? Why is it that you can suddenly walk like a fly?"

"Is this a miracle doctor?" Hello Divine Doctor, Your Majesty is now visiting Divine Doctor—"

Liu Ji's voice paused slightly. - He saw a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

For a general with great military achievements and simple in the heart of the emperor, it is easy to kill him.

Liu Ji smiled, "Don't, Tongwu Hou, it's really not suitable for you to go over now." "What Your Majesty is eating, you know better than anyone else, do you want to kick over Your Majesty's food table in the past now?"

"If that's the case, you're here for—" Shut up. Wang Ben coldly interrupted Liu Ji's words.

"Blind, I know you're in a bad mood right now, and you don't want to listen to me."

Liu Ji smiled, "But there are some words, I suggest you listen to them, for example, in what capacity did you come here this time to dissuade Your Majesty?"

"Is it the Marquis of Tongwu who is to return to the field with disarming?"

Liu Ji put his hands behind his back, slowly circled around Wang Ben, and looked at the general who had made the Six Kingdoms frightened in the past, "Or the general who will lead the troops for His Majesty in a few days?"

"If it is the Marquis of Tongwu who has been disarmed and returned to the field, I advise you not to go over."

"You have decided to retreat to the mountains and forests, what does the death of a few war horses have to do with you?"

"Don't say that it's just a few war horses that died, even if you lead the troops in the future and let the Qin soldiers return with a river of blood, it has nothing to do with you."

Wang Ben's eyes narrowed slightly, and his inky pupils clearly reflected the face of the man with a brisk tone.

The mountains of corpses are slaughtered, the ever-changing battlefield is just a light deed that can be skipped in a few words in the eyes of a man, he will not care, His Majesty will not care, what they care about is the ambition to sweep away everything, as for the accumulation of white bones under the crazy expansion of the territory, no one cares.

"Because you are no longer a general, you can't decide the lives of hundreds of thousands of people." Liu Ji sighed, "All you can decide is a piece of land, a few attendants, and nothing else."

Wang Ben raised his eyes.

"If it's an invincible general, it's very different."

Liu Ji changed his words, "As a general, you can rush in and reason with Your Majesty, the war horse is no less than the existence of life for a sergeant, and it can only die on the battlefield, not the appetite of the superior."

"Just like you, the general, your destination should be the battlefield, not the countryside and mountain villages, where you can do nothing."

"Those who are invincible should fight for the horse, the genius of the sky should be dominant, and the stars should be hung high in the starry sky, not fleeting!"

Liu Ji put away the smile on his face, his lazy voice suddenly became serious, and he made a gesture of invitation to Wang Ben, who had been silent for a long time, "General, Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."

"General, the enemy is coming!" General, we have no way back!" General, you are like a god!" General, we won!" Admiral—"

One after another clear shouts rang out in Wang Ben's mind.

The scenes of those bloody battles, those moments when the city walls collapsed, and the splendor of those flags flying high in the clouds and dyeing the clouds scarlet constantly played out in Wang Zhi's mind.

He couldn't remember exactly when they started calling him general

, I only vaguely remember that at the beginning they called him Major General, with an inquiring and questioning gaze fell on him, a slightly contemptuous attitude has explained their minds, the battlefield is a world of blood and death, no one can gain the respect of others by virtue of their family background, only those who lead them through the edge of life and death, and step on the enemy army to victory, can they respectfully call a general.

The title of Major General is a contemptuous term.

Less, is his age.

General, it was his father's position, not his.

But he is in no hurry to get out of it all.

He stayed in the barracks, listening to the sergeants calling him one after another, laughing, contemptuous, and ridiculing, and he accepted them all.

They said that his father loved his soldiers like sons, and ate and slept with them. They said that he was just using his father's name to mix military exploits, and his ability was not worth mentioning.

They say that he will never be able to do what his father is, that he is high, that he is arrogant, that he is not a general who can fight, and that if he is allowed to lead the army into battle, he will be the next Zhao Kuo on paper.

In which battle did the turning point come for the better?

He had fought so many battles that he couldn't remember which battle it was, but he vaguely remembered that after the great victory, he took the Jinpa from the hands of his guards, and carefully wiped the blood stains on his face, when a group of people suddenly rushed in and threw him into the sky-

"Major General, we won!"

"Jiangmen Huzi, you don't fall into the prestige of the general!" They were excited and shouted, so that the title of Major General was no longer a contemptuous one.

His freshly wiped face was once again covered in blood.

Not only his face, but also the armor on his body, the new cloak he had just changed, everything about him was messed up, no different from the sergeants who were wallowing in blood and mud.

- Although he is clean and picky, although he rarely enjoys with the people, he is the arrogant and hypocritical "Zhao Kuo" in the eyes of the soldiers.

After this battle, Zhao Kuo ceased to exist, and was replaced by a rising star.

Even if he carried all the vices of the children of the nobility, even if he had a completely different personality from his father, the hundreds of thousands of troops who followed him from birth to death still accepted him.

The rest came naturally. Father and son joined forces to destroy the Five Kingdoms, and the world's Kyushu was returned to Daqin, and their father and son also became an existence that could stop children crying at night.

And after that?

Then my father ran out of oil.

His Majesty personally went to the General's Mansion and brought countless medical officers, but his father's body had long been defeated

, the reason why he held on was because he promised His Majesty that he would expand the territory for His Majesty and help His Majesty achieve a thousand years of hegemony, and now His Majesty is the lord of Kyushu, called the first emperor, and his father can finally rest assured to go west.

"The power of the old minister's life, help His Majesty the Ninety-Five Supreme." The father slowly closed his eyes, "Your Majesty, the old minister died without regrets."

The emperor who rules the world has his eyelids slightly constricted and does not say a word.

"Grandfather, grandfather!"

Little Wang Li cried heartbreakingly, "Grandfather, you haven't taken me to fight yet, you don't mean what you say!"

The emperor stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed Xiao Wang Li's hair, "Kyushu has been flattened, and the general doesn't have to fight anymore." "He can rest for a long time."

"No, I don't want my grandfather to rest!"

Xiao Wang couldn't help but shake his head, his voice was intermittent, "I want my grandfather to teach me to fight and teach me to be a victorious general!"

The emperor did not speak again, but quietly looked at his father, who had closed his eyes peacefully, his eyes deep and sad.

He stood behind the emperor, his eyes were terribly red, but no tears fell.

It's not that he is not sad about his father's departure, nor is it that people who are accustomed to life and death have long looked down on life and death, but the words that his father confessed to him last night sounded in her mind over and over again, which made him so frightened and cold at this time that he couldn't even shed tears.

"How many people can save their lives?"

"Ben'er, Wu Anjun's lessons from the past, we can't help but take it to heart." Kyushu has been peaceful, Your Majesty's great cause has been accomplished, and we, the generals who drank blood on the battlefield, have no meaning to continue to exist. "

Father's voice is very soft, with the unique hoarse and heavy of the battlefield veteran, the weather-beaten face has not been smoothed by the blade of the field, and under the reflection of the candle flame, you can vaguely see the pride of the year, but the words are spoken, but there is no fear of death in the battlefield to drink blood-

"Ben'er, it's time for you to get sick."

"I'm so sick that I'm coughing up blood and dying." "Only in this way can our royal family be preserved."

He seldom listened to his father's words, and he listened to them.

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He is no longer high-spirited, no longer enthusiastic, the general who set foot on the five countries, as if with the departure of his father and passed away, under the plaque of the Marquis of Tongwu, he continued to decoction, weak and weak.

He fell ill suddenly, which attracted the attention of His Majesty. His Majesty entered the palace late at night and brought countless medical officers to treat him.

The doctors gave him a pulse consultation, and after the consultation, they all shook their heads and sighed

。 - They could not cure him.

Ying Zheng fell silent.

Ying Zheng looked at him for a long time, there was fire in his inky eyes, and there were also bright stars, bright for a while, dark for a while, so that people couldn't guess what he was thinking in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the minister can no longer fight for His Majesty." He coughed weakly, breaking the peace between the two.

Ying Zheng retracted his gaze, "The world has been decided, and the Marquis of Tongwu no longer needs to drink blood on the battlefield." It's just that compared with today's Tongwu Marquis, I hope more for the young general and general who tried the world in the past.

Wang Ben's movements paused slightly.

For a moment, he thought that His Majesty understood everything, understood that he was faking his illness, and understood that he was protecting himself.

But if you understand, why not expose his disguise? If it is not exposed, does it mean that His Majesty also wants to see this scene today - he handed over his military power and raised the rest of his life?

Probably hopeful.

Just like the previous King Zhaoxiang.

If Bai Qi died in the year of the Great Destruction of the Zhao Army, if there is no intersection between the two after that, then King Zhaoxiang and Wu Anjun are also a historical story, not a mean and ungrateful emperor who gave a peerless warrior to cut himself.

He didn't want to end up with Wu Anjun, and the best thing to do was to leave now.

Can you really be separated? His cherished war horse was slaughtered at this time, and the corpse was made into a delicacy, which was now placed on the table of His Majesty the Emperor.

And in the future, the elite soldiers he brought out will go out with another mediocre general.

The ever-changing battlefield will not give generals a chance to grow at all, whether they are mediocre or generals, it is decided at the moment of birth, rather than the accumulation of experience the day after tomorrow.

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, every decision he makes determines the life and death of tens of thousands or even millions of people, and a crucial battle also determines the fate of a dynasty.

Wang Ben fell silent.

"General, please."

Liu Ji's voice sounded again.

Wang Ben looked up.

The palace is majestic and majestic, and the flag is straight into the sky. Just like the battlefield in the past, he rode under the tower of the Five Kingdoms and watched the guards pull out the original flag and replace it with the flag of Daqin.

"Your Majesty has been waiting for me for a long time?"

Wang Ben smiled.

He lifted his feet, and his dark soap boots stepped on the steps.

"The Admiral has arrived—"

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"General?"

Hehua was slightly stunned, and instantly became happy, "Father, Tongwu Hou is here!" He must have known that he was wrong and came to apologize to his father.

Hehua stood up with the food table and kept looking outside.

Outside the palace gate, the man's figure gradually became clear, it was an extremely heroic and extremely sharp man, different from Meng Tian's steady and restrained, and even more different from Tu Sui's murderous spirit, he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, delicate everywhere, and the sleeves and neckline were rolled with gold and silver threads, shining with fine luster in the reflection of the sun.

- There is no doubt that this is a nobleman born in splendor, and the joy and love of the aristocratic land are vividly expressed in him.

But he is not only a noble son, but also a victorious general who survived the battlefield nine times in his life.

His eyebrows and eyes were very sharp, his eyes were as bright as stars, he quietly watched everything in the hall, and there was a kind of sharpness that he could afford when the sky fell.

"General!" General—one after another, people stood up, their eyes eagerly looking at the belated general.

"Minister—meet Your Majesty."

Wang Ben entered the temple and bowed down.

"The Admiral is late."

Ying Zheng was lazy and raised his eyebrows, and he needed to punish himself with three cups.

"General, please." The people of the small temple stepped forward diligently, leading the king to take a seat, and the flattering Marquis Tongwu had become a respectful general at this time.

Wang Ben got up and glanced at the seat where the little temple man had shown him the way. That was the position of Ying Zheng's head, opposite the little princess, the wine banquet was prepared early, but it was always empty.

That's the place His Majesty has left for him.

- His Majesty knew he would come.

Wang Ben pulled the corners of his mouth.

Taste it, General, this is the game that His Majesty himself hunted.

General Lang, who was good friends with Wang Ben, said with a smile, If it weren't for today's banquet for the generals, I'm afraid that the last generals wouldn't have eaten what His Majesty had hunted personally.

Wang Ben's eyelids lifted slightly.

- Game hunted by His Majesty himself?

Almost a knee-jerk reaction, his gaze instantly shifted to Ying Zheng.

The emperor who is in charge of the world is also looking at him at this time, his eyes are facing each other, and the emperor laughs, "The last time I sent the general to the battle, I poured wine for the general to see him off, but the old general Wang did not drink, and he said that the battle was difficult, and he did not dare to drink, so let me keep the send-off wine and wait."

After the old general's triumph, he will pick up the wind and wash the dust for the old general.

I said that if the old general returns safely, I will hunt wild game for fun.

The old general laughed and swore with me.

Ying Zheng raised a hand, looked at his palm, and was half drunk, and his gorgeous phoenix eyes were blurred for a moment, "And the general at that time also high-fived me, and said that my riding and archery skills are not good, and I want me to practice riding and archery well, so that I don't even hunt a rabbit when you and the old general come back in the future."

The corners of Wang Ben's mouth twitched slightly.

I sneered lightly, saying that I have Meng Tian by my side, can't I still learn to ride and shoot?

I tell you to rest assured that I will hunt all kinds of game, prepare the best wine, and wait for your good news in Xianyang City.

You and the old general didn't disappoint me.

After you set out on the expedition, good news spread frequently, swept away the decadence of Li Xin's defeat, and reshaped the prestige of our Great Qin Army.

When another good news arrived in Xianyang, I knew that I could finally put it to use after many days of hard training, so I led all the courtiers out of the city to meet you and the old general, and when we picked you up and the old general, we went straight to Shanglin Yuan, so that you could see my riding and archery skills.

"It's a pity that although the old general returned with a great victory with the general, his body was also hollowed out by the long-term battle of the horses, and he lingered on the sickbed, and his days were short.

Ying Zheng's voice was low, As soon as the old general was ill, I had to delay it again and again, until the day the old general died, I never poured a pot of triumphant wine for him.

Wang Ben closed his eyes.

In a trance, he remembered the scene when Yingzheng came to see his father that night, the emperor not only brought a medical officer, but also seemed to bring a food box, and the food box wafted out with the rare smell of meat.

At that time, he thought that His Majesty was in a hurry, and Zhao Gao was as careful as a hair, afraid that His Majesty would be hungry, and that the things outside would not be safe, so he brought something to eat with him to prevent His Majesty from being hungry.

But now it seems that the contents of the food box were not for His Majesty, but for His Majesty for his father. It was the game and wine that the emperor had hunted with his own hands, but his father was terminally ill and could not be blessed.

Wang Ben's breathing was silent and rapid.

I sit on the world, but I can't control life, old age, sickness and death, I can only watch me and the old general say goodbye to life and death, yin and yang. "The only thing that rejoices is that although the old general is dead,

But the general is still there, and I still have the opportunity to hunt a game for the general and pour a glass of wine for the general.

Ying Zheng put down his hand and slowly turned his gaze to Wang Ben, but the general was sick. He was strangely ill, so sick that he was so sick that he put on and on my game and wine, and he could barely meet the general.

If I hadn't forced me to fight with horse meat, would the general be dying, and I wouldn't have remembered the high-five sworn by me when I bid farewell to the general? Ying Zheng's voice was slightly deep.

Wang Ben gasped violently.

How could he not remember?

He remembered it every day, and even when he was about to die, he was arguing with him! He said that His Majesty is not that kind of person, and will never be King Zhaoxiang, and their royal family can die a good death!

But his father only used one sentence, leaving him speechless - "Ben'er, are you going to gamble Your Majesty's humanity with the lives of the Nine Clans?"

He was like a beast whose neck was choked, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

And now, that familiar feeling came again, pressing his breathing every moment was extremely difficult, he looked up at Ying Zheng's eyes, the emperor's eyes were clear, and he was still the same as when he saw him off in the wind and frost.

General, I owe you a game and a glass of wine. The emperor met him with a slight flash of gaze and slowly spoke, And you, owe me an answer-I am in your heart, like King Zhaoxiang?

Wang Ben's psychological defense line completely collapsed.

Something broke through the ground and grew into a towering tree in an instant.

Or maybe those things have always existed, always obscuring the sky and the sun, controlling all his thinking and judgment, and it is because of his deliberate ignorance that he mistakenly thinks that his heart is barren.

Wang Ben smiled. It seems that he finally recognized his heart, and it is like he surrendered with both hands and did not resist.

"Your Majesty is not King Zhaoxiang."

Wang Ben bowed down, his forehead against the floor, Kyushu is all over the world, thousands of years old, there are countless monarchs, but there is only one First Emperor His Majesty.

- He is willing to put his life and even the lives of the nine clans in the hands of this emperor, and he will die without regrets, and he will remain unchanged for eternity.

Ying Zheng raised his eyes, and the ink color between his eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only a little starlight lingering in it.

"General."

Ying Zheng got up, walked to Wang Ben step by step, leaned over and picked up his general with his own hands, and got up. My game and wine have been waiting for the general for a long time.

/> Wang Ben smiled, The minister knows his mistake, and the minister should not let His Majesty wait for the minister for a long time.

The general was late and should be fined three glasses of wine. The monarch and the minister untied the knot, and Meng Yi was happy for the two, Come on, come, I will pour wine for the general.

The people of the small temple diligently held the wine cup and the wine jar.

Meng Yi strode forward, and simply poured three glasses of wine for Wang Ben, General, you can't refuse this wine.

"Nature."

Wang Ben chuckled helplessly and took the wine cup from Meng Yi's hand.

Ying Zheng lazily raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the wine cup in Wang Ben's hand.

Wang Ben drank it all.

Color!

Meng Yi applauded, General, not a drop is left.

However, the next moment, Wang Zhi's face changed greatly, and he angrily threw the wine cup, Who put pepper water in the wine?! - Hua Jiao, the enemy of the general Wang Ben, who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

The author has something to say:

Meng Yi: Who else? Your dearest Majesty, of course! O(n_N)0～

Win Zheng: I am a generous emperor, an emperor who will not retaliate against the courtiers because of their petty temperament - Meng Yi, add pepper water to my wine!!

Wang Ben: ????