Su Shiyilu's face changed again and again.

Finally, it was frozen in a gloomy and murderous moment.

After a while, he exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air.

He said: "Yes, there is no threat to the dead... The fifth prince and the seventh prince have already shown their intention to kill me. They don't know which prince is standing behind them. As long as they want the throne, I will be a thorn in their eyes."

The most important thing is that he repeatedly persuaded the king to determine the twelve princes as orthodox as soon as possible, weaken the power of other princes, and fundamentally offend them all. The current situation is either he dies or they die.

The words of his confidant expose Su Shiyilu's long-standing concerns and made him further make him determined.

"General, there is another thing..."

My confidant wants to speak but stops.

Su Shiyiru said: "You can come and say it."

The confidant expressed his concern: "If the king pursues the matter of marriage, what should he do?"

After hearing this, Su Shiyilu was silent for a long time.

He also knew that this was troublesome?

According to his previous violent temper, he spread his mind to the king, saying that the fifth prince and the seventh prince had made a fortune, and for his own benefit, he destroyed the plan against the Geng Kingdom of Shiwu, and almost sent him away his old life. His heart was punished.

But at present, he has no iron evidence to prove the two, nor has they ever had a living experience. He only takes the traces on the corpse and holds the two adult princes accountable. If one is not good, he will fall into a passive position and even drags the Queen and the Twelve Prince into the water.

At that time, the two princes bit back and questioned that Su Shiyilu was old, old and weak, and could not keep up with the current situation with all his abilities. Even escorting a weak woman to Shiwu’s marriage failed. What else can he have a high position in his face?

Even if he can't shake his status, it's disgusting enough. Su Shiyilu asked for advice: "What do you think?"

The confidant whispered: "It is better to 'show the enemy as weak'."

"Show the enemy is weak?" Su Shiyiru murmured.

The confidant said: "In the way of using troops, show them softly and welcome them with hardness, show them with weakness and take advantage of them with strongness. General, if you say a disrespectful word, the king is old, he... he really wants to see the strong ministers as arrogant as you, as you wantonly and powerful?"

"presumptuous!"

Su Shiyilu let out a stern voice.

The momentum that came to his face was so shocking that his confidant retreated repeatedly. Even though he saw the murderous intent flashing in Su Shiyilu's eyes, he still gritted his teeth and said: "No matter how strong the wolf is, it cannot withstand the passage of time and his body is aging. For today's kings, those princes are still young wolves who have not yet grown up. In comparison, your threat is the greatest! Have the general doubted the king?"

"You don't want to live?"

Su Shiyilu had the intention to kill but did not take action.

Because his confidant really hit his pain.

When the King of Shiwu was in full swing in the spring and autumn, he was confident that he could suppress Su Shiyilu and didn't care how powerful and arrogant this "brother" was. The two joined forces to sweep across the tribes of Shiwu. But he is old!

Once a person gets older, what he loses is not only his physical condition, but also his "confidence". It will gradually brew, deteriorate into suspicion, and desire the "sense of security" he once disdained. His confidant's words are indeed deafening...

The person behind the two princes... why can't they be the King of Shiwu who has long been ignorant of the ministers on the surface?

If so, many doubts can make sense.

However, Su Shiyilu refused to believe it.

The confidant took the opportunity to kneel down and express his loyalty: "General, you rescued this life from the dead. What should you do? The general will not have a single complaint. But for the sake of the general, some unpleasant words must be said!"

"You are..." Looking at his sincere confidant, he had many words that he couldn't put into it. After a while, he raised his hand and waved it, "You go down, I'll think about it again..."

"only!"

My confidant took the order.

Only Su Shiyilu is left alone, savoring the friendship between the king and the subject that may have been destroyed by time and quietly deteriorated.

When he walked out of the tent, his confidant was already scared and sweating.

He almost thought Su Shiyilu would kill him just now. After all, as long as he followed Su Shiyilu for a while, he would know how loyal this boss was to the king. Telling this to the other party was much more serious than stealing the other party’s father.

"I'm still alive..."

He touched his neck.

It took several times to be sure that I was still alive.

The confidant returned to the camp with countless fears. He didn't do anything else, but went to see another person as soon as possible - a scholar, to be precise, the weird guy he saved. Although this person has many shabby rules, he does have two tricks. The confidant also relied on this person's advice several times to climb to the position of his confidant, and his career was as smooth as a cheat.

This remark was also told by the other party.

"Sir, have you fall asleep?"

The candles in the tent are brightly lit.

A male voice came: "Not yet, come in."

As soon as the confidant came in, he complained: "Sir, you almost hurt me this time. You didn't see the scene just now. The general almost wanted to kill me..."

The man smiled and poured a cup of tea.

He teased: "Isn't this dead yet?"

The confidant said worriedly: "If you don't kill me this time, it's hard to guarantee that he will kill me next time. The general is famous for his loyalty. Not to mention his subordinates, even if his son says something bad about the king, he will be beaten to death by him for half his life."

He hesitated for a long time but didn't dare to say those words.

The man said, "Loyalty? It was indeed the case before, but the human heart is the most fickle. Look, after you said so many rebellious words, your general still didn't touch your hair? It can be seen that his heart has changed."

My confidant thought about it and agreed.

The man raised the teacup and said to him, "I used tea instead of wine, and I wish you a success in the future."

When my confidant heard this, he felt relieved.

It's like eating a big pile of ice sorbet on the dog days of summer.

"Hahaha, this is all due to Mr. Hunter's clever plan."

The confidant dared not take credit for himself.

The two of them whispered and praised each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Before leaving, my confidant asked me to give this gentleman a hundred taels of gold. This gentleman looked noble and liked the kind of vulgar things the most. This was also easy to deal with, and there was no need to worry about what this person liked.

Looking at the neatly ordered golden ingots, the scholar rubbed them one by one, as if he was admiring some rare treasures. After a while, he put them down one by one, got up and walked out of the tent, looking at the moonlight solemnly, his eyebrows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched.

After a while, a sigh of relief spread in the air.

"Your life-saving grace is repaid."

The moonlight is silent and no one answers.

The scribe sneered.

Turning around and returning to the tent, putting ink on the pen, lifting the pen to absorb the ink, and putting the pen down, an article will take shape as time goes by.

After finishing writing, the scribe enjoyed it for a moment.

He murmured and said, "If you look at it, you will probably say something - it is a good writing, but unfortunately it is a tribute..."
Chapter completed!