Chen Leng naturally refused to take off his clothes in front of Cha Ye. If Cha Ye saw that wound, he wouldn't know what to do. Cha Ye is not an unreasonable person, never, but Cha Ye really saw how people fight on the battlefield this time. Even though she hadn't spoken yet, she was already looking for an opportunity to speak.

She hopes that Chen Leng will live well, and that there is no sword on the battlefield, and no one will be lucky for the rest of their lives.

But Chen Leng couldn't give up. Although Mr. Chen had never told him why he had to fight like this, Mr. Chen told him that he had to fight. Chen Leng knew that Mr. Chen would never joke about his life, and the bet must be very big, because Mr. Chen cared so much and Cha'er.

Chang'an City.

Baoji Palace, after changing the medicine, Mr. Chen lay on the bed and stared at the huge roof of Baoji Palace in a daze. His mind was very confused. The words the emperor said before were echoing over and over again, beating Mr. Chen's soul.

"I need a person who keeps the foundation to replace me. I will do things like cutting out rotten meat to cure diseases. But if the disease is cured, the country and country of Daning need to be stable. The prince does not have the martial arts of expanding territory, keeping the foundation is enough..."

These words made Mr. Chen unable to sleep at night.

He had long thought that such a conversation would happen, because few people knew the emperor better than him.

No matter how cold the emperor felt, he would not compensate Daning's country and country.

"Lengzi."

Mr. Chen couldn't help but screamed softly, and said to himself in a trance: "This is also why you can continue to fight."

Yes, I can only fight.

If you don’t fight, be an ordinary person? Daning’s country is so big that it cannot tolerate the emperor’s determination to kill. If the prince ascends to the extreme in the future, will it be safer to be a general holding a heavy army, or will an ordinary person be safer?

Neither safe, only relatively safe.

Mr. Chen felt a little sad and guilty. He didn't know when he started to be unjust, so no one could understand his pain. He absolutely could not say these words to the emperor...what did he say? He said that the reason why Chen Leng fought so hard to become a general in the future is to make a fight after the prince ascended to the end of the future?

If I said it, what would the emperor do?

Leng Zi may be the emperor's son, so we still need to doubt it. But what cannot be questioned is that Leng Zi was raised by him!

Being an ordinary person will surely die. Being a general may also die, but at least you can compete.

Mr. Chen exhaled a long breath of turbid air... Chu Jianlian gave Chen Leng several houses, and Han Huanzhi gave Chen Leng a thousand-double iron plate. These are actually not important. In the future, the Emperor of Daning can turn all the beauty of Chen Leng into vanish with just one word.

But someone has to help Lengzi.

Mr. Chen frowned, Cha'er... Cha'er is a good helper, but what Cha'er can help is not about disputes, but about calming down Chen Leng and not turning Chen Leng into an impulsive devil. Since...

Mr. Chen gritted his teeth. Since he had already had the intention of being unjust, Your Majesty, I could only continue like this.

Mr. Chen stood up and glanced at the palace guards guarding outside. He put on his clothes and walked to the East Warehouse. The emperor was still reviewing memorials in the East Warehouse because the three of them were recuperating in the Baoji Hall. The emperor had not been to Simaozhai recently.

"His Majesty."

Mr. Chen walked out of the Dongguan Pavilion and bent over and called softly. Dai Fangzhou quickly came out of the room: "What's wrong with sir? Just let the eunuch communicate with him if you have any questions. Why did you come here by yourself?"

The emperor said in the room, "Help him in."

"yes."

Dai Fangzhou quickly reached out and helped Mr. Chen into the East Nuan Pavilion. The emperor pointed to the chair not far away: "Wait a little longer, I have not finished reading the memorial. I have already told the imperial kitchen to prepare some vegetarian dishes for you to eat with you."

Mr. Chen nodded and sat quietly on the side, closing his eyes, as if an old monk had entered into meditation.

After a while, the emperor finished the last memorial, stood up and stretched his body: "On the boat, go and let the imperial kitchen pass the meal."

Dai Fangzhou hurried out, and the emperor walked slowly around the room and moved his shoulders: "Tell me, I have already paid Dai Fangzhou. He is a smart man and will not come back for a while. Just say anything."

"I want to go to Western Xinjiang."

"Do you want to die?"

The emperor frowned: "With your current body, should I prepare my affairs for you in advance? I can give you glory and wealth and a grand funeral."

"I am worried that something will happen to Lengzi."

"I'm worried too, so I asked Han Huanzhi to go too."

"I am already like this now, and I can't do anything big in the future. The only thing I have left is to watch the growth of two children, watch them get married and have children, watch them be happy all the time, and look at them one more is a profit, but look at them less, that is a loss. Your Majesty is a good friend, and what I don't like the most is a loss."

"If you die, I will lose money. When did you see me like it?"

Mr. Chen shook his head helplessly: "Then let's cultivate for another five days?"

"A month."

The emperor said, "If you still want to see it in a month, then I won't stop you."

"My minister...follow the order."

Mr. Chen asked tentatively: "If you don't go far, can you walk around in Chang'an? Your Majesty can send me two people and a car. I want to go to meet the dean and chat with Ye Liuyun. The Imperial Doctor also said that proper activities will be better for recovery."

"Three people, no matter where you go, you must have someone from the Imperial Hospital around you."

"I thank you Your Majesty."

The next morning, a carriage left the palace. The driver who drove the carriage was a master among the imperial guards of the palace. Wei Lan personally arranged the person. One of the people who accompanied Mr. Chen in the carriage was the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital and the other was the eunuch who ran errands. The three of them sat in the carriage silently. The carriage did not walk fast. After leaving the back door of the palace, it took half an hour to arrive at the restaurant not far from Yanta Academy. The eunuch had already changed into casual clothes. He got out of the carriage and reached out to support Mr. Chen. The imperial doctor followed carefully next to him.

Mr. Chen was very nervous. He felt that he might be betting on his life if he bet on this game.

Ye Liuyun was waiting in the room. In the largest private room on the second floor, he stood at the window and watched Mr. Chen get out of the car and be helped into the door. He felt sad. Who was that? That was Taoist Qingsong. When he was staying in the palace, who would not call him Taoist priest or gentleman when he saw him? Even in the world, Qingsong's name was much bigger than the so-called sect masters.

But looking at Mr. Shen now, he looks like an old man who is half-buried.

After Mr. Chen entered the door, the door of the private room was closed. Baiya, one-armed Baiya, was guarding the door himself and the window was closed. Baiya was curious about what the two people would say, but they could not hear anything. It seemed that the two people were not talking. Soon after, he suddenly heard Ye Liuyun's angrily scolding, and his voice was very loud, but Mr. Chen did not speak. Baiya could instinctively want to rush in to protect the boss, but after moving his footsteps, he woke up and stood back, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He was not qualified to go in and talk or stop the quarrel between the two people.

After about a stick of incense, Ye Liuyun's voice became lighter. After a while, Baiya faintly smelled a faint smell of burning paper coming out of the room. I don't know what the people inside were burning.

In the room, Ye Liuyun glared at Mr. Chen fiercely: "You are just a madman."

"We are all crazy for His Majesty, since twenty years ago."

Mr. Chen lowered his head and looked at the pieces of paper that had been burned to ashes on the ground. He felt a little relieved. Ye Liuyun did not directly pick him up and sent him to the front of His Majesty, which means that he had achieved a little success in this bet.

"I can only promise you that if there is any problem in the future, I will be the first to kill you and Chen Leng."

Mr. Chen pointed to his neck: "I have a head on my neck, and I'll wait for you to get it."

On this day, only the two of them knew that they had done a lot of adventure.

After coming out of the restaurant, Mr. Chen got on the carriage and pointed to the direction of Yanta Academy. He seemed to be exhausted. After sitting in the carriage, he closed his eyes and rested without saying a word.

Yanta Academy is very close to the restaurant. After a stick of incense, Mr. Chen had already entered the academy. The people on the carriage had signs of the imperial guards. So after entering the academy, the carriage did not stop and went directly to the small courtyard where the dean lived alone. When he arrived outside the courtyard gate, Mr. Chen left the eunuchs and the imperial physician next to the carriage and went in alone to meet the old dean.

About half a stick of incense, people outside heard the old dean throwing a cup and cursed him as a bastard.

After two incense sticks, the old dean suddenly laughed and cursed Shen Crazy, you are indeed a bastard.

The emperor soon knew about these things, but even if he was the emperor, he could not know what Mr. Chen had said to the old dean and Ye Liuyun. Without Mr. Chen's expectations, the next day, the emperor did not handle government affairs in the Dongnuan Pavilion but went to Simaozhai. He believed that the old dean and Ye Liuyun would be summoned in soon, and the emperor of course wanted to know what he had said.

If you don't die tonight, then you'll bet right.

For a whole night, Mr. Chen couldn't fall asleep at all. He lay on the bed and looked at the roof all night. When the door of the Rising Sun Chuxing was opened by the eunuch outside, he knew that he was lucky, Chen Leng was lucky, and perhaps in a sense that His Majesty the Emperor was also lucky.

Not long after, the emperor returned from outside the palace and did not go to court first, but came to Baoji Palace first. When he entered the door, he saw Mr. Chen drinking porridge and glared at him fiercely: "You are so brave!"

Mr. Chen was shocked and slowly knelt down.

The emperor seemed very angry: "You actually dare to go to the old dean and Ye Liuyun to ask for the future for Chen Leng? I need you to arrange these things? And let the old dean protect Chen Leng in the future? My general is the old dean who has the final say?!"

Mr. Chen lowered his head and curled the corners of his mouth.

Those two people didn't sell him after all.

In the academy, the old dean who had just returned was lying on the bed tiredly, feeling that he was really a foolish person as he got older, so stupid that he actually went to ask Chen Xiaosong for a lie. The two of them had no intersection at all, what was wrong with him?

At the restaurant, Ye Liuyun returned to the room and sat down and remained silent for a while, then picked up his pen and wrote four words on rice paper.

Death should be done.
Chapter completed!