Conspiracy

Chapter 9 Disarming

"Teacher is right, Marshal Xiao is an important minister of the country"

Xiao Mohan suddenly made a sound and interrupted Shang Yu's frame, "Your Majesty, I have objections. Yue'er is too young to fight the enemy. I only wish him a happy life in the capital city."

Xiao Mohan didn't understand the truth of being big and attracting the wind. Except for Taifu Su, some other people seemed to be doing him good, but in fact they were more like killing him. If something happened, his wife and children would be directly implicated.

Shang Yu framed his right hand on the dragon chair, and the two looked at each other, seeming to feel Xiao Mohan's calmness, and said bluntly, "I am a man of Luo Qi, who has always stood upright, how can I be greedy for pleasure. I heard that young master Xiao is talented and intelligent. Since then, I have been familiar with military books, if I follow you, during the holidays, our country may have another God of War."

This sentence was more like a reassurance for Xiao Mohan. The emperor's meaning was very clear. He valued the Xiao family very much. Before the war ended, he would never do anything to harm the Xiao family, and would even focus on cultivating his own juniors.

It's up to him whether he will die or be safe and sound after that.
Xiao Mohan, who knelt on one knee in the hall for a long time, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, "I thank the emperor for your understanding. Once the war is over, I will dismiss you as Marshal and return to the field."

In front of all civil and military officials, Xiao Mohan had already obtained the military power of the three armies, and this move had virtually reached an agreement with the emperor.

If he really dares to rebel in the end, he will be a traitor and will never win the hearts of the people.

The hearts of the people are broken, and the people rise up, which will trigger a new round of war. Even if he succeeds in rebellion, how can the country be stable?
Everyone knows the twists and turns, but they are tacitly tacit.

On the Golden Luan Hall, from the emperor to the officials, everyone has their own thoughts, and their calm faces are turbulent inside.

Shangyu frame hosted a banquet in the palace to entertain the generals. At the banquet, all the generals were rewarded and rewarded one by one, and the three armies were ordered to be rewarded.

The queen, the concubines and the generals sat in separate seats. The court musicians caressed the strings, and the tunes were like mountains and rivers. The dancers danced accordingly.

By the time Xiao Mohan returned home, it was almost noon, and he smelled of alcohol all over his body. It was rare that he was still conscious.

When the carriage in the palace arrived in front of the general's mansion, his wives, Lu Jingshu and Xiao Chuhong from the Xiao Lu clan had already been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Xiao Mohan bravely killed the enemy on the battlefield, the knife pierced into flesh and blood without changing his face, but he didn't know that he easily turned red in front of his family.

Mrs. Xiao stepped forward to take off the cloak for him, and said softly, "General."

Xiao Mohan pinned her drooping hair behind her ears, "Ma'am, I need to worry about things at home."

"The general has returned safely, and my concubine can feel at ease."

Xiao Mohan nodded, squatted down and picked up Xiao Chuhong, letting him sit on his shoulders.

"I haven't seen you for a year, and Yue'er has gained a lot of weight. Have you practiced martial arts well recently?"

"Yes! When Yue'er grows up, he will be like his father and become a great hero on the battlefield!"

Xiao Chuhong, who was still childish, had expectations for the future written all over his face, and his eyes were firm.

"Good boy! Ambitious!"

The family motto of the Xiao family: The members of the Xiao family are loyal and good from generation to generation. They are not allowed to do anything rebellious, not to take concubines, not to disrespect elders, not to embezzle and accept bribes, and not to drink or gamble.

So today, Xiao Mohan has only one son, Xiao Chuhong. When he told Lu Jingshu about this, he naturally met with strong opposition.

But the emperor's decree has been issued, and there is no room for turning around this matter.

It might be a good thing to hand over the military power after the war is over, at least it can save the lives of the whole family.

Xiao Mohan spent half his life in the army, seemingly making a wedding dress for the royal family, but actually dedicated it to the common people he guarded with his life.

(End of this chapter)