It was a huge celebration banquet. The Huotou Army set up countless large iron pots on the open ground. On the huge grill, fat sheep, whole fat pigs, and fat cows were all sizzling in oil.
Grilled on the ground...
The soldiers sang and danced to celebrate their victory.【】
There were only three brothers in the camp.
The second prince always had a smile on his face, feeling very happy and relaxed about the victory in the war. He raised a glass to the two brothers several times.
"Old San, you really are there. I thought you couldn't fight before. Unexpectedly, you actually fought better than me. Hahaha, I'm really ashamed of myself..."
"What's wrong with my second brother? How can I compare to my second brother? This time it's just luck..."
"Not everyone has this kind of good luck..."
His Majesty also smiled: "Third brother, you don't have to be modest. Yes, not everyone has this kind of good luck. You have worked hard for so long from the border of Dadan Kingdom to the middle of Shu, and finally won today.
I should also thank you for your efforts2..."
He looked at the two brothers, raised his glass, and smiled, but his heart was bitter——
Yes, I have worked hard for so long and been in exile for so long, but I still got nothing.
Even if I have resolved the crisis around the Imperial Brother and the crisis in the North - but, what about myself???
Where are the stains on my body that I can’t clean away????
Tang Qilang!
He took away his only chance.
From now on, there is no possibility of turning around.
The wine went down my throat and was terribly bitter.
However, he kept laughing and drinking...
The same is true for the second prince.
My heart is clearly about to burst, but I am still laughing...
Everyone drank and talked happily, becoming more intimate than ever before, even without being bound by the etiquette of monarchs and ministers. After the wine was finished, the three of them were all worried, and soon they were drunk and staggering...
The imperial brother opposite and the three princes beside him have already made their voices heard. They are really too tired, exhausted mentally and physically, and can no longer hold on.
There was only the second prince, who was leaning in the corner, staring at the blazing fire, and his heart felt like a knife.
Just like Tang Qilang's last words before his death, "God may not bless me!"
God, it's not that I don't work hard, it's that I try hard, but I always get no results. With a right-hand man like Tang Qilang around me, I still can't succeed.