Chapter 51 Life is on the line

In the tent, the charcoal in the copper furnace creaked, and a strong musk fragrance greeted the face with the lifting of the curtain.

Xia Kang frowned. He always hated the musk fragrance, but no one knew it. Because people who are already leaning against the thick and soft Qiu at this moment, their favorite is the musk fragrance. The emperor's preferences often affect the whole world.

"I just saw that you seem to be standing outside the account for a long time. If you need anything, just tell me."

Xia Kang lowered his head slightly, because he was the prince of a concubine. Even in the face of his father, he must abide by the rules of the palace and could not surpass it at all: "Father, my son wants to reward the three armies, so..." Xia Kang did not continue to say, because he could not let go of his pride.

In addition to being tired of Kyoto's deception, Xia Kang was more disappointed in the court and his pride that he could not let go. But he couldn't fall in love with the landscape and muddy wine glasses like a literati, so he chose to fight in the battlefield of Rongma. In this way, we can preserve the pride that can never be put down.

However, when Xia Kang returned to the surging court from the vast battlefield, the cold reality told him that it was difficult to make money in the world. Even if he made great achievements on the battlefield, even if he was a general who frightened the enemy, he could not reward his brother who followed him to death.

A penny can force a hero down, and it can also force a proud prince.

"Lao San, the war has just ended, and you also know that the treasury is empty. Let's talk about this reward for the three armies later..."

"Father, my son... I know that the treasury is empty, but those are loyal and brave soldiers who shed their blood for the State of Xia, so I hope you can allocate some money to reward them..."

"I told you that we will talk about this later." Xia Di's tone was obviously a little angry.

"Father, the minister may not have any reward, but those soldiers who followed the children's birth and death should serve the elderly and raise their wives and children. You can allocate tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of taels of silver from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to the president of the illusory house every month. Why can't you pity the soldiers who were born and died for you? Father...

Before he finished speaking, Xia Kang only felt a sharp pain in his forehead, and then the sound of the teacup breaking. Looking at the porcelain tiles falling to the ground, Xia Kang's hope was also dashed. He couldn't tell whether it was blood or despair on his forehead.

"I have made you angry. Please punish me." Without a trace of emotion squeezing out of his throat, Xia Kang didn't know why he said that. Maybe it had already become an instinct. As long as the man in front of him is a little dissatisfied with himself, he will say that word respectfully.

"Are you hating me?"

"I dare not."

"Don't dare? So if one day your wings are hard, will you dare?

"My son is frightened, that's not what I mean..."

"Lao San, you left Kyoto at the age of 17 and have been on the battlefield for ten years. I remember these great achievements for Xia Guoguo. To be honest, seeing you reminds me of King Qi 15 years ago.

When Xia Kang heard the word King Qi, his whole body froze and looked at Emperor Xia with a thicker smile.

After a long time, Xia Kang suddenly knelt to the ground: "My son knew it was wrong."

"If I remember correctly, Lao San, you should be 27 years old this year. When you return to the palace this time, I will issue a decree to marry Prime Minister Li's daughter to you." The sudden news caught Xia Kang off guard. Before he could figure it out, Emperor Xia continued, "Go back. I'm tired."

The night was like ink. Xia Kang walked out of the tent and looked up at the half of the cold moon in the dark night sky, killing to the extreme.

Li Cheng's daughter? Xia Kang finally understood that he was just a chess piece in the hands of Emperor Xia, which was used to contain Prince Xia Yan.

In a trance, a face that was not beautiful but had sharp eyes appeared in Xia Kang's mind. Then, it was her horse galloping in the cold wind and drizzle. Unconsciously, Xia Kang, who was about to go back, walked outside Ling Yue's account.

Just as he wanted to turn around and leave, he saw the curtain raised. In front of him was Ling Yue, who had just appeared in his mind.

"Are you... okay?"

Ling Yue smiled and said, "Listen in your tone. People who don't know think we are lovers who have been reunited for a long time. It happened that Liu Ye was sleeping. I was bored alone and went for a walk with me.

"Ye." Xia Kang wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he finally agreed.

Tsinghua, the two walked side by side in the surprised eyes of the soldiers and the palace people.

"Are you unhappy?"

"No."

Ling Yue patted Xia Kang on the shoulder: "Don't be stubborn. Your bitter eyes can make the cabbage alive."

"Eh? Are my eyes bitter?"

"It's very bitter."

"Ha ha, the emperor gave me a marriage."

"Marriage? So the emperor must have pointed Li Rongrong to you.

Xia Kang stopped and looked surprised: "You, how do you know?"

Ling Yue also stopped: "The emperor wants you and the prince to fight in court. At this time, I will marry you. Naturally, you have to choose a girl who is the right family, and at the same time play a role in restraining the prince, so Li Rongrong is definitely the best candidate."

"You are so smart that people feel terrible."

"Thank you for the compliment. In fact, this is a good thing for you. The emperor intends to support you, so you should seize the opportunity.

"I'm just a used pawn. What can I do if I seize the opportunity?" Xia Kang smiled miserably and then said, "Since ancient times, only the prince of Xia can inherit the throne, and I am just a humble concubine."

"Hey, don't put cabbage in front of me. At least you are still a prince, but what about me? All the people were killed by your emperor's father. To put it bluntly, if your father is unhappy one day, I will be in a different place. So you are much luckier than me. What about people? If you want to live in the present, don't always think about what you have. What's wrong with the commoner? Ten years of feng shui have taken turns, and who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Although I am a subjugated princess now, maybe one day I will become the richest man in the world.

"The richest man in the world? I really don't see that you want to be the richest man in the world.

"Hey, my biggest dream in my life is to become the richest man in the world."

"Why? All women want to marry a good man, but you just want to be the richest man?"

"The hand that gives money is always higher than the hand that takes the money."

"Even if you are the richest man in the world, you are just a businessman. You still have to bow your head in front of the imperial power."

Ling Yue smiled faintly and said nothing. Xia Kang couldn't understand the meaning of that smile. It was not until many years later that he knew how terrible the smile was at that time.

The sun is shining brightly, and the sky is as clear as water washing.

But everyone's mood is not as bright as the bright sunshine, but as heavy as a boulder. Of course, this does not include Ling Yue.

Several accompanying imperial doctors all gathered in the tent and looked anxiously at the dying moon.

"I can't even cure a trauma. What do I want you guys to do?"

"Weichen deserves to die." The imperial doctors trembled and knelt on the ground.

"Well, if the princess can't be cured, I want you all to be buried." After saying that, Emperor Xia brushed his sleeves and left, leaving a room full of cold doctors and palace people.

When Emperor Xia left, the royal doctor who knelt on the ground slowly raised his head and stood up from the ground. But everyone looked sad as if they had been sentenced to death. If Ling Yue can't be cured, they will die. The royal doctors who have followed Emperor Xia for many years know that it is definitely not a joke. Even if Ling Yue is cured, they may be exempt from death and can't escape the crime because of their poor medical skills.

For a while, in addition to the strong smell of blood, there were more sighs from the imperial doctors.

It has been two hours since Ling Yue was injured. They have done everything they can, but I don't know why after the best treatment, Ling Yue's condition became more and more serious, and even fell into a deep coma.