The male protagonist tricked me

Soon, Song Ao knew what Jiang Heng said, and he could personally ask the Qian brothers what they meant.

Their wayward emperor, who has been tossing and tossing, has not succeeded in doing a "big thing" on the border, but he will continue to toss as soon as he returns to the country.

His Majesty personally issued a command to ask the three armed forces to conduct a large-scale military exercise.

As the Xialu Empire, which was founded on the basis of military force, military exercises would naturally be held frequently.

But usually the three armies conduct military exercises separately, or two of them occasionally conduct small-scale cross-military exercises.

Such a joint military exercise involving the participation of all three armies is very costly in terms of financial and material resources, and is usually held during the ten-year celebration of the empire.

However, His Majesty the Emperor wanted to hold the military exercise now, which naturally aroused public dissatisfaction.

Even this time, not only the people, but even the aristocratic families made voices of dissatisfaction.

Military exercises, like foreign wars, consume huge military expenditures, but foreign wars can earn them a good reputation, so what can internal military exercises gain for them?

Therefore, under the wave of denunciation by everyone, no matter how much he insisted on going his own way, the emperor's last absurd military exercise plan was stranded.

It's just that the military exercise is over, and the aristocratic families naturally have to make some compromises, otherwise, if this wayward emperor really loses his temper regardless of the enemy or himself, it will be enough for them to drink a pot.

Under the suggestion of the marshal, all the families finally agreed to advance the joint expedition to the secret realm that would have been held two years later, which calmed down the emperor's anger a bit.

"Joint secret exploration?" Song Ao asked doubtfully.

He remembered that at least in the process of reading the book, he had never heard this word, let alone what it was for.

Jiang Heng's eyes darkened. As a young generation in the upper-class aristocratic circle, Song Ao didn't know that it was a little unreasonable to jointly explore the secret realm.

But Jiang Heng didn't point it out, just shook his head slightly and said, "Actually, I don't know very well. You can ask your sister after you return to Song's house."

Song Ao nodded, "I see." He put the empty porridge bowl on the table, "You have worked so hard to take care of me these days, I will go back to Song's house first, and also check their investigation how's it going."

"Okay." Jiang Heng nodded, "I'll send you off."

Naturally, Song Ao did not reject Jiang Heng's kindness, and drove to the Song Mansion in the car arranged by the Marshal's Mansion.

Jiang Heng stood quietly on the balcony of the Marshal's Mansion, his gaze kept on Song Ao's back.

He is still the only "master" of the huge Marshal's Mansion, if he can be called the master.

However, the real owner of this mansion, the current Marshal of the Empire, Zhou Zhuo, the No. 1 combat power of the Empire, still lives in the palace and has never returned to the Marshal's Mansion.

Jiang Heng followed Song Ao's footsteps, watched him talk to people, watched him get on the suspension car, then the car drove out of the passage, and finally turned and disappeared, he sighed slowly in his heart.

Maybe that marshal, the ambition was never in the position of marshal.

So, what is it that makes him withstand the huge pressure and must sit firmly in this position?

Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes a little, remembering the scene of two days ago when he entered the palace through a secret passage and had separate conversations with the two most powerful people in the empire.

Yes, those aristocratic families who were full of joy to avoid the military exercise and advance the joint expedition to the secret realm didn't know it.

All this is not the result of their mediation, but a game between the marshal and the emperor.

Five days ago, the Union Army and the Imperial Army were still facing off on the front line of the border.

The atmosphere was tense, and any slight misfire could lead to an irreparable baptism of war, so the spirits of both sides collapsed to the tightest.

However, under such circumstances, Jiang Shuo was actually planning a sneak attack led by him.

Zhou Zhuo hardly knew about this, until the tactics had been fully implemented and were about to be executed, someone sent an anonymous message to Zhou Zhuo with an empty account, revealing all this.

Fortunately, the news came in time, Zhou Zhuo immediately locked Jiang Shuo himself.

"You want to die!" Zhou Zhuo's heart was already filled with anger, but the words he said came with some absurd smiles, "Is it so easy to want to die?! Have you got my permission?!"

"When will I have to get your consent if I want to die?" Jiang Shuo actually didn't expect this plan to come true. When Zhou Zhuo chased him, he predicted that he might not be able to achieve his goal this time. The exhaustion overflowing in his heart at the time made him not want to say more.

So Jiang Shuo didn't answer, but closed his eyes tiredly.

If he can't trigger a war this time, what method should he use next to consume the military and financial resources of the aristocratic family?

Zhou Zhuo paced back and forth in the room, thunderous anger surging in his chest.

And following Jiang Shuo's rhetorical question, he went straight to Jiang Shuo, stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Shuo's neck, his eyes were red and he said angrily: "You still want to piss me off, let me die with you, don't you?" ?!"

Jiang Shuo was strangled by him, so he had no choice but to raise his head slightly, his face was pale, and he smiled and said: "You can't die, the empire will depend on you to destroy it."

"Is destroying an empire as easy as you said?!" Zhou Zhuo was furious, but seeing Jiang Shuo's pale face, he waved his hand again and sighed, "Let's take it slowly, don't Okay? Those aristocratic families have such deep roots, even if there is no emperor after you, it’s just another person to sit in this position, hold the power of the empire, and continue to fish the people..."

Jiang Shuo coughed twice, reached out to touch the place on his neck where Zhou Zhuo pinched, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was soft, but his words were sharp and piercing, "Back then... Humans had no choice but to launch an interstellar attack from a planet. The boundless journey. Waiting for hundreds of years to finally take root in this new interstellar world, some people’s original intentions have changed.”

"The people need a relatively stable life to redevelop and recuperate, but the external environment makes it impossible to reduce the power of the army. In addition, the military and government have been integrated for a hundred years. In order to facilitate the rule, they actually adopted a model similar to the monarchy. Therefore, in the end, after weighing the Next, for the time being, with my Jiang family as the head, we have the current structure of 32 families with one emperor, four sects and eight sects."

"Zhou Zhuo, at that time our Jiang family and the Zhou family... There were four clans and eight clans, and they all swore an oath when we first established the country... This country will definitely no longer be an empire in the end, and the throne must be returned to the people. .”

"However, year after year, term after term, more and more people want the position of emperor, but how many people still remember the oath they made at the beginning?"

"Our Jiang family has a declining population. The father and the mother have only one child, and the father told me when he was dying that this is the curse of history on our Jiang family. I must return this throne to the people. But I directly Is it still useful? The Song family, the Kuang family, the Wu family, and those eight clans and the 32 families who are staring at each other, what else can I do besides destroying this empire and the families?!"

"We still have time!" Looking at Jiang Shuo like this, Zhou Zhuo was also full of bitterness.

Once upon a time, they were youthful and vigorous, threatening to bring the empire to the best era - a brand-new country full of vigor and vitality in their hearts.

However, no matter how full the ideal is, the reality is still the backbone. When they really ascended to a high position, they discovered such a disfigured and deformed empire... How easy is it to turn it around?

But Zhou Zhuo didn't know when, when Jiang Shuo found that gentle means were almost ineffective, and he couldn't make those aristocratic families move their bloated bodies, he began to become more and more "crazy", frequently launching various This kind of reform is an attempt to suppress the power of the aristocratic families.

However, in the face of the attack from the emperor, the aristocratic families refused to catch them without a fight, and instead formed a tight net.

Compared with the lofty royal family, the tentacles of the aristocratic families stretch farther and wider, and even some of them are firmly bound among the people. If they really use the knife and hit it hard, it will definitely hurt their muscles and bones. Even some innocent people will suffer.

There are too many obstacles and too little help, Jiang Shuo's methods are not effective, so he has to keep increasing the weight.

"You still have Jiang Heng." Zhou Zhuo said, "You will be in power for another 20 years, and the throne will be given to him for another 30 years. There are still 50 years before and after. There is always a way!"

Jiang Shuo smiled ironically and bitterly, "Jiang Heng?" His eyes turned to Zhou Zhuo, with a calm death in his eyes, "After me, there will be no next emperor, I must die... ...Jiang Heng must die too, and die with this empire."

His voice seemed to come from ancient times, carrying the deepest curse and accusation, which made even Zhou Zhuo, who had experienced countless big scenes, feel nervous and his hairs stood on end.

Zhou Zhuo tried to calm down his emotions first.

He sat by Jiang Shuo's bed, gently grabbed one of his hands, held that cold hand into his palm, and said in a calm and relaxed tone: "You are just talking angry, I know , shall we talk about something happy?"

Jiang Shuo glanced at Zhou Zhuo strangely, and a little confusion flashed in his eyes. After a while, he murmured, "I didn't say anything angry, you should treat Jiang Heng better...but he must die too."

"Why?" Zhou Zhuo held back the temper in his heart, as if he was just playing with Jiang Shuo's hand meaninglessly, "Isn't Jiang Heng your son? Do you know how many years I have been scapegoating for you? They They say that Jiang Heng looks like me and is my illegitimate child."

Zhou Zhuo raised his eyes, and there was a trace of inquiry in his soft eyes.

In fact, he didn't just hold Jiang Shuo's hand. It was a common method used in interrogation. Through physical contact, he wrapped his star power with spiritual power, and secretly sent it into the other party when he was not so vigilant. Inside the body, it can paralyze the opponent's consciousness to a certain extent.

This is a bit like the effect of being drunk, and it will make the other party unconsciously say something that he might want to hide.

Compared with other interrogation methods, this method is almost imperceptible and does not cause any harm or leave any traces, so it is also a commonly used method in interrogation.

It's just that the certainty of the answer asked by this method is still doubtful-just like a drunk person, although most of the time he speaks the truth after drinking, there are also some examples of nonsense.

It's just that this kind of method can only be used when there is a difference in Xinghai level between the two parties. If the two parties' cultivation levels are similar, then this kind of behavior will definitely be noticed by the other party, and naturally it will not be successful.

However, at this time, Zhou Zhuo's power of the star sea entered Jiang Shuo's body almost without hindrance, which also shocked him greatly.

His cultivation level is indeed higher than that of Jiang Shuo, but the gap between the two will not reach such a level...

Zhou Zhuo frowned, and immediately sent another force of the star sea in, ready to check Jiang Shuo's physical condition, but Jiang Shuo seemed to be more confused, and even smirked twice, "I don't I know...why he is so similar to you, obviously not like me at all."

Zhou Zhuo's heart moved slightly, and he planned to see Jiang Shuo's physical condition later. He continued to guide and asked, "So he is your son, right? Why is your son like me?"

Even after experiencing countless things, Zhou Zhuo's heart was raised at this moment.

It was this incident that puzzled him—there had always been rumors in the upper circles of the empire that Jiang Heng was his illegitimate son, because of the eyes that were almost carved out of his mold.

But as the person involved, Zhou Zhuo naturally knows that he has always kept himself clean, except for a period of entanglement with the person in front of him, other than that, he is alone.

That's why he firmly believed in the fact that "Jiang Heng is the son of Jiang Shuo and Zhou Xuan".

Even so, being fooled, he did not abandon the responsibilities he should have assumed. Even without communication and communication, he tried his best to co-operate with Jiang Shuo in a scene where the two were completely at odds—well, they It is indeed a disagreement, but it is just a disagreement of feelings, not a disagreement of political views as everyone thinks.

"How do I know why he is like you?" Jiang Shuo opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhou Zhuo, his eyes seemed a little ignorant like a child's, "Obviously, you gave him to me, and then, I used our The two things are made together...why is it like you, not like me?"

There was some slight complaint in his tone, as if he still had some complaints about this matter.

Seeing his cute look, Zhou Zhuo couldn't help but bend his lips.

They have not had such a close and warm time for many years.

But Jiang Shuo's nonsense still puzzled Zhou Zhuo.

He sent something to Jiang Shuo?Made with both of their stuff?

How is a child... made?

It's just that when the interrogation methods have worked, Jiang Shuo still speaks so unclearly, which shows that he regards this matter as extremely important in his heart, and there will be no results even if he forces the interrogation again.

So Zhou Zhuo tried to attack from other directions, "Then he is the son of the two of us? Why should he die? He is a good boy." Zhou Zhuo said in a regretful tone, "It's not like he's like you , His teeth look very similar to yours, and one of them is crooked, even the crooked direction is exactly the same."

Jiang Shuo laughed amused by Zhou Zhuo, but his expression became more sad, "But the empire must die, so Jiang Heng must die too. If you treat him well, let him die."

This sentence was repeated by Jiang Shuo many times, sometimes with a smile, sometimes with a sigh, which confused Zhou Zhuo even more.

Jiang Shuo did not deny that Jiang Heng was the son of the two of them.

However, the empire does not yet have the technology to allow two men to have a child—to take a step back, even if it is possible, Jiang Shuo sits on the throne of the emperor every day, and how can he give birth to a child like this, how can he hide it from everyone? ?

He wanted to treat Jiang Heng well, but he repeatedly emphasized that Jiang Heng must die.

What does Jiang Heng's death have to do with the death of the empire?

It's just that Zhou Zhuo wanted to ask again, but Jiang Shuo smiled softly first, then took Jiang Heng's hand behind his back, lingering carefully between his fingers, "I'm so happy...you haven't been with me for a long, long time. I talked, and later, later, you didn't come when I was dreaming, did you finally hate me?"

Zhou Zhuo's heart tightened and then softened, and he couldn't bear to press Jiang Shuo again, so he softened his voice and said, "Yes, you make me so angry, you didn't tell me anything."

Jiang Shuo smiled softly again, and nodded in self-satisfaction, "It's fine to hate me, it's fine to hate me...it's right to hate me, I lied to you...caused you and Xiaoxuan for so many years Brother and sister have conflicts, just hate me, stay away from me... stay away from me..."

He raised his head again, staring straight at Zhou Zhuo, his eyes were full of watery tenderness, but also timid, and asked cautiously: "Then, after I die...don't continue to hate me, okay?" ?"

Zhou Zhuo felt a sharp pain in his heart. He suddenly realized that Jiang Shuo may have been under pressure beyond his limit for more than ten years—and no one was standing by his side.His spirit is always in a state of high tension, and it is likely that some problems have occurred.

He hugged Jiang Shuo into his arms, let him lean on his chest, and whispered softly in his ear: "I don't hate you, and I don't hate you now."

"You're a liar." Jiang Shuo smiled softly, leaning on Zhou Zhuo's chest and sighed slightly, "This dream is really good, I haven't dreamed of you for a long time, and then I told myself, I can't dream of you... ...After dreaming of you, I don't want to die so much."

"Why do you have to die?" Zhou Zhuo took a deep breath to relieve the sharp pain in his heart, "Even if it's for me, isn't it good to live?" His fingers ran through Jiang Shuo's soft long hair , just like when they sneaked out when they were teenagers, embracing and admiring the moon on the roof of the palace.

"If I don't die, he won't die." Jiang Shuo sighed, "I'm ready, when I die, scatter my ashes in the stars, I don't want to be buried in the Imperial Star ...There must be a lot of people going to my graveyard to spit, it's too dirty, I don't like it..."

"Who is he?" Zhou Zhuo immediately caught another key piece of information. He gently kissed the broken hair next to Jiang Shuo's ear, "Who is he? I will kill him for you." Already killing intent monstrous.

He has never been greedy for power, nor is he coveting the supreme throne of the empire as many people think.

The things he wants to protect have always been simple—only now he realizes that even the simplest things, he has not guarded, not protected!

"Hush..." Jiang Shuo put his index finger to his lips and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay, you can kill him when I die, I left you a suicide note." He sighed very satisfied , "When the time comes, you can no longer hate me. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

His spirit didn't seem to be strong enough to last any longer, and he was already on the verge of falling.

At this moment, how could Zhou Zhuo have the heart to force Jiang Shuo any more, he pulled him a little away, leaned over and kissed his forehead lightly, and then went down to find his lips.

However, Jiang Shuo, who was still sluggish and drowsy just now, suddenly seemed to have been stabbed in some fatal spot, and immediately pushed Zhou Zhuo, "No! Go away! Go away!"

Jiang Shuo pushed Zhou Zhuo violently with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other.

It's just that he was at the end of his strength, how could he push Zhou Zhuo with such strength, instead he pushed himself backwards and fell heavily back on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Shuo grabbed the edge of the bed, as if a strong nausea appeared in his stomach, and he retched violently.

It's just that he didn't eat anything all day, and in the end he just coughed violently and didn't spit out anything.

Zhou Zhuo stood up, his eyes full of heavy storms.

He gently stroked Jiang Shuo's back neck with one hand, "You are very tired, go to sleep for a while."

Seeing that Jiang Shuo finally closed his eyes and fell asleep, Zhou Zhuo, who was full of anger, turned around and went to the barracks.

He urgently needed to vent his anger - if it wasn't for the last sliver of sanity left, Zhou Zhuo would have wished to go to war with the Anke Alliance on the opposite side and beat him to the death!

Finally, after exhausting himself on the training ground, Zhou Zhuo lay on his back on the ground of the training ground, turned on his optical brain, and looked at the anonymous number that sent him the message again.

After hesitating for a long time, he still sent this message—"What is Gu?"

Since he received Jiang Heng's information, he has started to ask his adjutant to investigate, but until now, there is still no progress.

Perhaps the person would be willing to give him some additional information?

However, this attempt ended in vain, the news fell to nothing, and the optical brain did not light up again.

When Zhou Zhuo washed up and returned to Jiang Shuo's bedside again, he was still asleep due to exhaustion.

Zhou Zhuo sighed, pinched Jiang Shuo's wrist, and slowly penetrated a wave of star power into it, and then couldn't help but stopped breathing.

The most honorable person in the entire empire should have enjoyed the best of everything.

However, his body is riddled with holes!Especially in the sea of ​​stars, there is actually a hole!

With Zhou Zhuo's Xinghai cultivation being so high, he soon discovered something unusual in Jiang Shuo's Xinghai.

There is a hole in his star sea, and there seems to be something in that hole, slowly and continuously eroding Jiang Shuo's star sea power.What's more, Jiang Shuo's cultivation has fallen from the Dzogchen of Xinghai, which is the same as him, to the eighth level of Xinghai.

Zhou Zhuo frowned tightly, but he didn't dare to act rashly at all.

Could this thing be the "Gu" that he had never heard of before?

Under Zhou Zhuo's special influence, Jiang Shuo slept for two days.

During this period, Zhou Zhuo had been using his star power to help him nourish his body, but he still made up for it a little bit.

And just before Jiang Shuo woke up, Zhou Zhuo received a military report from Wei Rufu.

The Xiyang Empire actually committed a felony against humanity, and the Red Lotus Army "captured" Raymond Dern in one fell swoop!