Leader Lan Palace

Chapter 1059 Three Volumes 169 Private Pain (6 More)
At this moment, Wanxi could only open her mouth wide and stare at the emperor with eyes full of admiration.

In the past, it was unavoidable to think that wars in the distance were the tasks of ministers, officers and soldiers, and the emperor only listened to the battle reports in the palace.Last time in the depths of the Mulan paddock grassland, she saw the emperor quietly training the shotgun battalion in the depths of the grassland. She could guess that the emperor did it for the purpose of guarding against Zungar...but after all, it was useless at that time, and At this moment, everything has been pushed to the front.

It turns out that being an emperor is not just strategizing, but actually doing it yourself!

The so-called generals sent to the front to lead troops are nothing more than extensions of the emperor's arms.The real decisive strategy is all in the heart of the emperor alone!
Wanxi's heart was surging, she had thousands of words, but she couldn't say a single word, at this moment she just wanted to shed tears.

Who said that tears are the representative of sadness? When the heart is too turbulent, teardrops have become the only catharsis.

The emperor reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and even walked towards the watchtower with his long legs.

Wanxi exclaimed: "What is the emperor doing?"

The emperor looked back and blinked in the firelight: "I will show you personally!"

Wanxi was so frightened that she ran over and hugged the emperor's waist: "Master! Don't go!"

The emperor raised his long eyebrows and looked down at her worried face.

"The people are selected by the master himself from the vanguard camp and the guard camp, and the method of training soldiers is also determined by the master himself. In the beginning, the master also crawled together, don't be afraid!"

But Wanxi still didn't let go: "I believe you, I really don't have to climb it myself."

The emperor couldn't break free, he couldn't help sighing and chuckling: "Forget it, I won't worry about it. By the way, speaking of the guard camp, your great-grandfather was also born here."

Wanxi nodded: "It's a pity that the slave's father and brother were all transferred to civilian jobs later, and they don't know these skills anymore. Otherwise, if this happens, maybe they can also help the court."

Trapped in the internal leadership, equivalent to Xin Zheku, her father and brother's official positions are destined to be just servants of the royal family.She, Ama Qingtai, was in charge of taking over the job, and her elder brother Dexin was only a clerical official in Jiangnan Weaving. Such a background destined them to be unable to contribute more to the court.

The emperor gently embraced Lan Wanxi: "Other people expect their father and brother to work hard in the front court, so that the concubine can be favored in the harem; but you don't need it! On the contrary, your father and brother's family will eventually be honored because of you! They don't need it!" Even if you have done extra meritorious deeds for the Lord, the Lord is also reluctant to let your father and brother charge into battle, blood-stain the battlefield, and sacrifice their lives for fame and fortune. If the Lord loves you privately, it will naturally benefit your family. Just wait, and they will naturally enjoy your blessing."
.
This night, Wanxi stayed alone with the emperor in the "Jingyi Garden" of the Xiangshan Palace.

I don't know if it's because of the diaolou incident today, or because of the emperor's last promise of "private love", Wanxi couldn't restrain herself this night...

The previous "Jianrui Battalion" climbed high towers and used various methods to defeat the enemy; in the dragon tent, she herself was infected and transformed into the same "ladder soldier", climbing up and down on the emperor...

In any case, it hits the critical point, in the end, it is in a tight circle, in the end...the ups and downs turn around in order to defeat the enemy.

This night, the emperor laughed and gritted his teeth and groaned again, and had to obediently be the "high tower" all night.

No matter how tough or strong it is, it will be subdued by the soft rope.

after all……

Collapse, no army.

　I have something to do today, so I will write here first.Tomorrow is a holiday, and I will add more updates to everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)