The night was not quiet. The breeze gently blew the willows, and in this quiet night, you could even hear the "rustling" sound. Even the chirping of insects became small and weak.
What is quiet is the night, what is restless is the heart.
Prime Minister Sun was sitting on a chair in the study. The rosewood chair was carved with exquisite snake patterns, which was lifelike. He pressed his hand on the snake's head and suddenly smiled. He thought of the dragon chair made by Dongfang Che again.
The whole body is golden, and the dragon hovering on the dragon chair about to take off is even more eye-catching.
That is the symbol of power and money.
He has been waiting for so many years, and this is his chance.
Prime Minister Sun glanced at the person kneeling on the ground, smoothed his gray beard with his hand, and the smile on his lips was kind and approachable, "Please get up quickly, why do we need so many courtesy between you and me?"
The man kneeling on the ground seemed to think about it for a moment before thanking him and standing up. He stood respectfully in front of Prime Minister Sun, bowed his head slightly and said, "You should do this."
"Sit down and talk." Prime Minister Sun always had a gentle smile on his face. He was old, but there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes. He rarely showed it, and all his power and ambition were hidden behind his back.
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There are not many calligraphy and paintings in Prime Minister Sun's study. Although he is a literati, he does not like those. He feels that literati have unfulfilled ambitions and are depressed throughout their lives. It is precisely because of their unfulfilled ambitions that they focus on calligraphy and painting, but he... is different.
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The only words hanging on the wall in his study were written by him himself, "The old man is still in trouble, and his ambition is thousands of miles." The writing is strong and powerful, just like his ambition.
After the man took his seat, he carefully raised his head. The man's facial features were quite delicate, and his face was pale and bloodless. There was a long scar from the middle of his eyebrow to the corner of his lip, which made his supposedly peaceful and delicate facial features look a bit ferocious.
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Prime Minister Sun didn't seem to care about this. He picked up the tea at hand, took a sip and said, "This is the best Longjing this year. It's less than a pound even from the emperor. Come and try it."
The man nodded, took a sip and said slowly, "It's indeed a good tea. It's sweet and has an endless aftertaste."
Prime Minister Sun smiled slightly and said, "Good things can only be obtained through hard work."
The man quickly lowered his head and said, "I understand."
"So how's your injury?"
"Thanks to the Prime Minister's concern, my subordinate's health is no longer seriously injured."
Prime Minister Sun nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask: "How was the mission accomplished? Was Dongfang Che poisoned?"
This is what he really wants to ask. He never likes to care too much about other people's lives, but if he is willing to care about you, it means you are still useful.
"Prime Minister, please rest assured that the task has been almost completed. Please wait patiently, Prime Minister."
A smile appeared on Prime Minister Sun's face. He stood up and opened the window and looked outside. Does this mean that in the near future, this great river and mountain will be his?
Can I sit on that dragon chair and overlook the world?
"You must make sure nothing goes wrong. The stakes this time are your life and mine." Prime Minister Sun did not look back at the man. He kept his back, and no one could clearly see the expression on his face at this moment.
"My subordinates naturally understand in their hearts."
"When something is successful, you will be the one who deserves the most credit."
"Thank you, Prime Minister."
Prime Minister Sun nodded, "Then please step back."
The man said "Hmm" softly, saluted to Prime Minister Sun, and then slowly exited the study. This night was destined to make waves.