Liu Mingzhi poured a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth, and then spit it into the brazier.
 He glanced at Song Qing with a confused look, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes!
“Uh-huh, let’s talk about it. I told you just now.
On the banks of the Moro River, my junior brother and I had a polite agreement. The agreement between the three of us was that after I was defeated, I would order the Dragon Plate Armor not to enter the Turkic territory.
 But the duel of the military formation deduction will not officially begin until three days later!
so what!
The order you, Song Qing, have received now are the orders I gave you before the military formation was conducted.
 The military formation showdown between the three countries, regardless of whether there is a winner or a loser.
You, the Song and Qing Dynasty, carried out the order before the duel and commanded the three armies to launch an all-out attack on the Turks. After my defeat, you stopped giving orders to march against the Turks.
There is no conflict between the two in any way!
What’s more, the Tiger Talisman Commandery Seal that orders the three armies is not in my hands. You, Song Qing, take charge of the Tiger Talisman Commandery Seal and command the officers and soldiers of the three armies to carry out the orders before the military battle.
 Launching an all-out attack on the Turks is a matter for you, Great Dragon Anyuan Gong Song Qingqian!
　　Does Taiping Emperor Liu Mingzhi have half a copper coin relationship with Dalong and I?
 Is there any? Is there? Not at all!
 The order was given by you, Duke Anyuan of Song Dynasty, the troops were sent by Duke Anyuan of Song Dynasty, and the Turks were fought by Duke Anyuan of Song Dynasty.
I, Liu Mingzhi, just failed in the military formation duel. I promise that after the military formation duel fails, on the premise of my defeat, I will issue an order that no piece of armor is allowed to enter the Turkic territory.
 But if you carried out the order a few days ago, does this have anything to do with Liu Mingzhi and me?
Historical books can record it however they like, and future generations can criticize it however they want.
At worst, they would just accuse me of being a rebellious minister and traitor who killed the king and usurped the throne. Anyway, I don't care at all about the infamy I have already suffered for raising troops and rebelling!
But as for the matter of sending troops to the Turks, Liu Mingzhi and I have nothing to do with it anyway.
 If I lose, I will lose.
 At worst, I will sacrifice my pure and flawless body to please my junior brother and marry her.
But when you send troops from the Song and Qing Dynasties, that is your own business after you take charge of the Tiger Talisman Commandery Seal. I have not violated anything, right or wrong.
 Think about it, think about it carefully!
 Do you think this is the situation? Is this the truth?
 I, Liu Mingzhi, the new emperor of the Great Dragon, keep my word, and you have no joke.
 A treacherous villain?
 How is it possible?
 After losing, I kept my bet and didn’t do anything!
 Where are the good people?
 Tell me, I am such a good person, but my reputation is recorded in the history books, so that future generations may curse me every day.
 Am I wronged?
 Sigh! I get a headache just thinking about it!
 There are good people!”
Song Qing stared blankly at Liu Mingzhi's righteous words, and when he realized what he said, the corners of his mouth could not help but tremble.
Is this shameless person sitting on the chair really the person who just said so righteously between the lines, that he would not hesitate to be smashed to pieces for the sake of future generations, and for the sake of all the people in the world?
 I was so moved that I almost cried, but you did this to me?
"me
 You mean I have to take the blame?"
Liu Mingzhi suddenly stood up and raised his hand to slap Song Qing on the shoulder!
 “Hey, brother, where do you start talking about this?
 How unpleasant to say it? How can this be called taking the blame?
You, An Yuangong, commanded the soldiers of the three armies to capture the Turkic territories and help us, the great dragon, to unify the world and lay a foundation for eternity.
 What is this? What is this?
This is the supreme merit! This is the great achievement that the people admire and admire!
 You have to be crowned king no matter what! Taking the blame? Fallacy, nonsense, pure nonsense!
　　武王! Yes, I must be called Martial King to be worthy of you.
How about the future King of Wu? Are you satisfied with this title?
If it doesn’t work, you can think of it yourself and get whatever title you want.
 Wu, benevolence, sincerity, trust and loyalty.,,,,,,
As long as you want to be given any title, I will give you that title!"
Song Qing tremblingly put the tea cup into his mouth. Looking at Mr. Liu who scolded Fang Qiu for his righteousness, he felt that even the best tea did not taste good in his mouth.
“Liu Liu Mingzhi, I know that you are now the emperor and I am a minister, but today I have to boldly say something no matter what.
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 Dirty! Dirty!
Your fucking heart is really dirty. A person like you can actually become the founding emperor of the 1995 Supreme People's Republic of China!
 God is so blind! He is so blind!
 Though Uncle San is a little dark-hearted.
But at least he didn’t trick his own people. As for you, you would have caught your own people and tricked them to death!
　　　Why did Third Uncle give birth to such a thing as you?
 When I heard your words of righteousness and caring for the people of the world, I was worried and moved at the same time, and I was thinking about how to persuade you to change your mind.
I've been worried and worried for a long time, but in the end it's me who takes the blame.
 My mother, my mother
From now on, my grave may be dug up by future generations! Even my skeleton may be abandoned in the wilderness!
Moreover, if you erect a stone sculpture, you will be pointed at and scolded every day!
 Wang Wang? Wu’s grandma’s legs.
  Cheng Kai, Zhou Baoyu, Ye Baotong, Feng Buer, whoever you want to reward, I don’t have the blessing of being a king!"
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s the matter? What’s the matter?
 Breathe slowly, breathe slowly, if you can't take another breath, you'll have to take it out.
 At that time, I felt quite embarrassed!”
 “I’ve done a damn sin!”
“As for what? What’s wrong with being wronged for the sake of the people of the world? What’s wrong with being scolded by future generations?
 No one can be faultless without being a sage, so what’s wrong with making a small mistake?
 It’s a matter of course!
Two brothers in the first generation, I have been accused of regicide and usurping the throne. I don’t care. Why should you feel uncomfortable if you are accused of being a villain?
 The worst case, the worst case is that you can ask the historian to explain it later and just say it was my idea!
 Just put pen to paper and change a few pages of history books!
Does it matter? It doesn’t matter at all!”
“You damn fart, will I be able to explain it clearly when the time comes?
 It was I, Song Qing, who gave the order, and I, Song Qing, was the one who sent out troops.
To be continued...