"Old General, are you still worried?”
Ying Zheng laughed out loud.
"No, it's all gone."
"It's just that I've wronged the princess."
Wang Jian was also full of smiles. The knot in his heart between the ruler and his subjects could be considered resolved. After which, he sighed and said.
"As a member of the royal family, you enjoy the honor that ordinary people can't reach. Naturally, you should bear the burden of the royal family.”
"Let Yuan Man take care of the old general on my behalf!”
Although Ying Zheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, he still said firmly.
"I thank Your Majesty for your kindness."
Wang Jian could not help saying with deep respect.
"Is Yuan Man alright?"
Ying Zheng's tone suddenly changed. He turned around, his back facing Wang Jian, and said with a complicated expression.
Wang Jian looked at His Majesty, who had his back facing him, and felt a wave of desolation assail his face.
He was indeed a supreme king, but he was also a father.
Monarchs also had their own helplessness. They seemed to be high and mighty, holding important weapons in their hands.
But it was precisely because of this that the king felt even more helpless.
What is an important weapon?
If it is not decided, once it falls, blood will flow like a river, corpses will be strewn everywhere, and all living beings will tremble and fear it.
If the king did not have the power to control and abused the imperial power, everyone would be in danger, resulting in chaos in the world.
Killing people every day was the doing of a madman.
On the contrary, it would not show his strength. It would only make people feel that they would die sooner or later. It would be better to take the risk and kill the madman to be safe.
Therefore, any wise ruler or sage king would never abuse the important weapons of the state. They would only use them when needed to intimidate the hearts of the people.
One had to know how to use power, not use it.
If he didn't use it, it would only make people feel that he was weak and could be bullied.
How can Your Majesty be supported by his subjects?
It was precisely because His Majesty was so talented and bold that he never abused the important weapons of the country or killed the innocent. People followed him wholeheartedly and served His Majesty and the empire.
How could a magnanimous Lord who was clear about rewards and punishments not let others serve him?
"Your Majesty, the Eldest Princess is doing well, but she is still unwilling to enter the palace with me.”
Wang Jian tossed aside his thoughts and sighed faintly.
"Yuanman was smart and clever since she was young. She was obedient and filial, and she won my heart. I was incompetent as a father.”
A bitter smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face, then he slowly walked towards the throne, each step heavy and heavy.
"Your Majesty, the princess is still young, so she can't understand your good intentions.”
"Your Majesty, please do not blame yourself. It is all because of my sins.”
Wang Jian was somewhat embarrassed. What was this called?
She didn't dare to break off the engagement, so she could only sully her reputation and let the princess do it.
However, it was clear that even if the Emperor was already regretful, he was unwilling to take this step for the sake of the Wang family's reputation.
If His Majesty broke off the engagement, where would the imperial family's face be?
It was also impossible. Therefore, in life, even if one stood at the peak of power, it was still impossible for one to do as one pleased in the world!
As the saying went, gossip was terrible. In the end, one still had to be wary of human relations.
Especially when it involved the royal family, he needed to be even more careful.
Whenever there was a slight movement of grass, it would spread out and become more and more intense, and the more it spread, the more ridiculous it became.
Sitting on the throne, Ying Zheng said absent-mindedly,""If there's nothing important, Zhen would like to be alone.”
Hearing His Majesty begin to order him to leave, Wang Jian pondered for a moment before opening his mouth to say,""Your Majesty, now that the world is stable and the four seas are at peace, I am already old and wish to return to my hometown to retire.”
Hmm?
Ying Zheng's thoughts were pulled back, and his brows furrowed slightly, but soon relaxed and he said,""Old General, what I said just now was all in vain.”
"Your Majesty, please don't misunderstand. I have no such intentions.”
"It's just that in the decades of war, I've been on the verge of death countless times. There are no less than a hundred wounds on my body.”
"I'm old, already sixty-seven years old. Time waits for no man!”
"Now that Great Qin is awe-inspiring, I can finally enjoy life in peace. I already have the honor to fight for, so I should give the younger generation a chance to make contributions.”
"Your Majesty, do you want this old minister to run around and whip his horse?”
"I can't take it anymore. Who knows, I might have to shake this old minister's old bones.”
Wang Jian laughed bitterly. There was no lack of complacency and some sigh and vicissitudes in his words.
"Zhen has already given the pearl of Zhen's palm to your Wang Clan. If you retreat at the last minute, Zhen will not agree.”
Ying Zheng picked up a roll of brocade cloth from the black wooden table in front of him, then threw it down at Wang Jian with a wave of his hand.
Wang Jian's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the brocade fluttering over, he immediately nimbly and steadily caught it.
When he opened it, he could no longer shift his gaze away.
It was as if he had obtained a precious treasure. His face would occasionally reveal an excited expression, and his turbid eyes would shine brightly.
"Your Majesty, where did you get this map?”
"Is the geographical record confirmed?”
After a long while, Wang Jian once again withdrew his divine light and said in disbelief.
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