Chapter 488 Chen Wujiu's Diary (Part 2)



The remnants of the defeated army, bah, the army! Going out to beg, bah, after the battle.

Lao Wei and I immediately made a decision and helped my junior brother and his family pack their bags, preparing to sneak them up on them under the cover of night and send them to a safe place.

But unexpectedly, there was good news!

No way, is Junior Brother so lucky?

This Pharmacist Li is actually a famous general who has never been seen before!

Not only was he an excellent trainer, he was also proficient in calculations. He used the opponent's tactics to easily defeat the largest bandit group, achieving a complete victory and securing victory in one fell swoop!

Good, good, good!

This is the end of my story, Junior Brother.

Lao Wei and I can finally focus on our work on the work-for-relief program.

Only then did we discover that our junior brother, who had always been absurd and clueless, might actually be a real talent!

The method he provided was not only surprisingly useful, but also interconnected and complementary.

The relief food was mixed with rice bran and sand, causing the victims to complain.

In order to have enough food to eat, they were forced to participate in the construction project, even though they could have just laid down and waited for relief and died.

Then select some activists from among them and give them enough benefits to drive the people to work and provide disaster relief.

Not only did they comfort millions of disaster victims, but they also turned the disaster-stricken area outside the city into a paradise.

It’s high, really too high.

Only then did Lao Wei and I realize that our junior brother is truly a genius of all time!

The usual erratic and careless behavior is actually just a disguise!

Under the guidance of my junior brother.

Old Wei and I were getting along smoothly, and before we knew it, we had become celebrities in the court.

We wanted to include our junior brother's name as well, but he refused to do so and was unwilling to do so.

He also made a lot of sense.

All right.

That makes sense indeed.

Only by keeping a low profile can you confuse those treacherous ministers in the court.

Only then can you kill with one blow at the most critical moment.

Unexpectedly, all of this was just a disguise by the junior brother. In fact, his heart was always thinking about the people, the government, and helping the world.

That's the case.

As a senior brother, he naturally has to stand in front of the junior brother and block all kinds of attacks for him.

Allow him to plan and strategize with peace of mind and clean up the court.

Time flies like a white horse passing by.

Three months passed in a flash.

During these three months, the three of us brothers worked together to put down the rebellion of the King of Qin; eliminated the two treacherous ministers Yang Yingguang and Kong Lingda; defended Jingzhou together against the Huns; and finally defeated the Huns and killed the Huns' Chanyu, accomplishing one great feat after another.

However, the junior brother was injured.

In the last battle with the Huns, he was seriously injured by the Huns' bravest warrior!

Medicine King Sun Lao Shenxian said that if medicine and medicine are ignored, even gods cannot save you...

Even His Majesty was worried about the safety of this extraordinary genius, and went out incognito to visit him, busying around like a maid. What an honor it was!

But what is the meaning and value of this honor?

God is jealous of talented people!!!

Damn it!

The Great Zhou has just gotten on the right track, and the 30 million people of the Great Zhou have just seen a little hope, are you going to snatch away everyone's dreams?

I hate it so much, I hate it so much!

I hate myself for being incompetent, for not being able to defeat the army alone, for not being able to take the general's head and kill the Xiongnu Chanyu in the midst of the chaos.

I hate myself for being useless and not being able to replace my junior brother and fight against the bravest warrior of the Huns.

I hate myself for not being able to lie on that sickbed in place of my junior brother!

Night after night.

I don’t know how much hair I have turned white or how much hair I have lost.

Suddenly I heard that my junior brother is fine!

Good, good, good!

Very good!

Even His Majesty canceled the grand court meeting and met with his junior brother in person to formulate a development strategy for the next five years.

Great Zhou, the future is promising!

Before we knew it, it was the end of the year.

The court officials nominated me to preside over the ceremony and read the imperial edict.

I was terrified.

This honor should have belonged to my junior fellow apprentice.

But he said that the crisis of the Great Zhou had not been resolved and there were still many enemies of the Great Zhou. He needed to continue to lurk for a while. Only when all the hidden dangers of the Great Zhou were completely resolved would it be time for him to come out.

I have to rely on him to share some of the firepower and attract some attention.

All right.

Everything is for the Great Zhou!

I abandoned my principles, went against my conscience, and claimed all the credit for my junior brother's achievements, which were great enough to make me a prime minister, above everyone else and second only to everyone else!

And today, during the New Year celebration, is my first day as Right Prime Minister!

It should be a happy spring day, with a galloping horse and seeing all the flowers in Jingzhou in one day.

But I encountered something that suffocated me, made me extremely painful, and made my life collapse.

My heart for the Tao is broken.

This was my darkest, most helpless, most troubled, and most confused day...

well--

I have so many things to say and so many things to think about that I don’t know where to start.

Only by quoting Mr. Su Dongpo's words can I express my feelings.

Ten years of life and death, so vague, I can never forget you without even thinking about you. A thousand miles away, a solitary grave, with nowhere to talk to about my desolation. Even if we meet, we won't recognize each other, with dust on our faces and hair like frost.

Last night, a dream suddenly brought me back to my hometown, where I sat by the window, dressing. We looked at each other without a word, tears streaming down our faces. I imagine the place where my heart breaks every year, on moonlit nights, by the short pine hills.

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