Zhang Guowei put on a serious look: "Your Majesty acts decisively, bravely and strategically. Even if this plan fails, I will protect Your Majesty to the death."
Lin Chong's smile was a little forced. He was a little afraid of hearing such words now, which would make the scene when he saw Zhou Ze's body constantly flashing before his eyes.
Zhou Ze has always believed that he will be a wise king and that he can give Ming a stable future. He himself has always believed so. But when he really saw that the person you have always regarded as a close friend was bleeding on the spot for you, a wise king, Mr. Lin Chong
I feel a little chilly in my heart.
He wants to be a wise king and want to keep the people of the Ming Dynasty safe and sound, but if he can't even protect his relatives and friends around him, then what's the point of being a wise king?
He was never a person who lived in ancient times and could not understand their loyalty and patriotism that was engraved in their bones. He only knew that others dying because of him was a very tiring burden for the living, and he would probably have to bear it for the rest of his life.
I walked on with this burden.
After sending Zhang Guowei away, Lin Chong held his head in a daze. The cold that he was not feeling well seemed to have gotten worse after staying up all night. He now suspected that he was suffering from a severe cold.
After the patient with a severe cold told Wang Chengen what needed to be done one by one, he skipped work with a clear conscience. Even Mu Mu and Mu Xi ran to Jonathan's place without anyone.
Jonathan looked at him strangely: "You don't look well, are you sick?" Lin Chong nodded and sat in a soft and comfortable chair by the stove to warm himself.
Jonathan brought him a large bowl of soup that seemed to be made from ginger and put it in Lin Chong's hand. Lin Chong's brain ached when he smelled the pungent smell, and he stared at the bowl of dark soup with a bitter look on his face.
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Jonathan was walking back with a bowl of fragrant shredded pork noodles, and when he saw Lin Chong still staring at the bowl and looking like he was going to pour half of it away when he wasn't paying attention, he couldn't help coughing.
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Lin Chong was startled. He stuck out his tongue like a child who was caught doing bad things. He held his nose and drank the ginger soup in one breath. He quickly drank a few large sips of water.
Jonathan was helpless: "You are so old, why are you still acting like a child? You have to have someone watching you when you are drinking a bowl of ginger soup."
Lin Chong ate the noodles seriously, sucking and slurping so enthusiastically that he didn't even bother to talk to him.
Jonathan sat down next to him and raised his eyebrows: "You look like you haven't eaten for several days. Is it possible that there are still people in this palace who can abuse the emperor?"
Lin Chong finished a bowl of noodles and drank all the soup. He raised the bowl in his hand and said, "One more bowl, thank you."
Jonathan glared at him angrily but got up and filled him with another bowl.
The speed of this bowl of Lin Chong slowed down, and he did not raise his head like before. While eating, he kept talking to Jonathan: "The doctors in the palace are simply not human beings. They abuse their patients. I don't want to put it aside in the past."
I have to sue them."
Jonathan was funny: "You are already the emperor, who else can you sue to? If you can't control it, who else can? Could it be that the hospital's medicine doesn't work?"
Lin Chong waved his hand: "No, their medicine takes effect too slowly. I have a lot of things to do these days, and I always have to stay up late, so it's not good for me over and over again."
Jonathan said nothing and quietly watched Lin Chong poke the noodles.
Lin Chong hesitated for a while before asking Jonathan in a low voice: "Well, I always feel like I have seen you before. What did you do before?"
Jonathan didn't answer the question immediately. Lin Chong realized that he might have asked it inappropriately, and quickly continued: "It's okay, it's okay. I just asked casually, and I felt a special sense of peace of mind when I saw you. It's quite strange."
Hahahaha, actually I think it’s quite strange myself.”
"There's nothing I can't say. I used to serve in the U.S. Special Forces, and I also went to China during my mission. Maybe I saw it accidentally."
Lin Chong nodded: "Maybe, I want to ask about that, in 2008, did you perform any missions?"
Jonathan frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's impossible. That year, I was in special training for a whole year due to some special circumstances, and I never left the base."
Lin Chong lowered his head and picked at the shredded pork in the bowl: "I guess I remembered it wrong. It's nothing. I just said it casually. You don't have to take it to heart. You cooked this noodles really well."
Jonathan also filled a bowl himself and sat across from Lin Chong. He took two bites and said, "It's no different from usual. I've never heard you say it's delicious before. I guess you're hungry."
After Lin Chong snored and drank the second bowl of soup, he couldn't get out of the big chair. He felt so good after eating and drinking.
Because of King Xiang's affair with Zhou Ze, he didn't have a good rest for several days. In addition, due to the battle at Shanhaiguan, he couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was sick, and he lost weight.
Now I felt a little relieved. I had a full meal, and after drinking the ginger soup, I felt warm all over my body. I leaned on a chair and wanted to rest for a while with my eyes closed, but in the end I got a rare solid sleep.
When Jonathan put away the dishes and chopsticks, he came back and saw Lin Chong curled up in a chair, sleeping soundly. He couldn't move him out, so he had to find a decent-looking blanket to cover him.
It was already afternoon after Lin Chong woke up. Except for the slight pain in his neck, he felt much better. The fatigue from the past few days had also disappeared, and he felt much better.
It's just that after he woke up, he didn't remember where he was for a while. He picked up the mess of cloth covering him and scolded Wang Chengen in his heart. It wasn't until he jumped down from the chair that he remembered that he was here to ask Jonathan something.
Yes, he fell asleep after eating two bowls of noodles. Lin Chong scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed.
Jonathan saw that his face looked much better than before and he was relieved: "Next time you get sick, please stay away. Don't come to me and pretend to be dead."
Lin Chong pretended not to hear what he said and discussed serious matters with him in a serious manner. He told him the situation in Shanhaiguan and his own thoughts, waiting to hear Jonathan's opinion.
After listening to the battle report from Shanhaiguan, Jonathan was also worried: "Are you sure of your plan?"
Lin Chong spread his hands: "No, I have never fought in a war, how can I be sure? I am just treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor."
Jonathan sighed: "Now I can only bet on Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui."
Lin Chong shook his head: "It's not that I bet on them, but I want them to bet on me that my plan will work."
Jonathan: As if that's more difficult than you betting on them!
Lin Chong didn't want to take a gamble, but he had no choice this time. He knew that there must be countless people watching this battle, and he was distracted to think about the restless princes, especially Xiangyang, who had openly rebelled.