The hearts of all the generals trembled, and they hurriedly hugged Young Master Liu.
"I understand."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and nodded, then turned around and continued walking forward with the wine bag in hand.
"As long as you understand, let's keep walking."
When Zhang Kuang, Nangong Ye, Yun Chong and other generals heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief silently.
"I obey your orders."
Immediately, all the generals lowered their hands and hurriedly followed.
Liu Mingzhi took a sip of his drink and turned to take a look at the cutie who was holding a telescope to observe the scenery outside the city.
"Yue'er, stop looking and leave."
The little cutie immediately put down the telescope in front of her and chased after Young Master Liu with a smile.
"Hey, here we come."
Liu Mingzhi closed the stopper on the wine bag, turned his eyes and glanced at the little cutie who was walking and looking around with a telescope, and shook his head pretending to be unhappy.
"Smelly girl, don't just look at the scenery. Also pay attention to your steps. Be careful not to knock your leg."
Hearing this, the little cutie waved her hands casually without turning her head.
"I know, I know, Yue'er will pay attention."
Zhang Kuang looked at the father and daughter who were talking in front of him, raised his hand and secretly wiped the fine sweat that had appeared on his forehead from unknown time.
As soon as he wiped the sweat from his forehead, a somewhat joking voice sounded next to him.
"Brother Zhang, what's wrong? Are you scared to death?"
He made an arrogant movement, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his face suddenly became embarrassed.
I was careful enough, but I didn't expect that someone would still see me.
You're done, now you're embarrassed.
If I heard correctly, the voice just now should be that of Nangong Ye, an old man.
With a arrogant movement, he dropped his right hand that was raised in the air stiffly, and turned his head to look to the side with an angry expression.
as expected.
As soon as Zhang Kuang turned his head, he saw Nangong Ye looking at him with a strange look on his face.
"Brother Nangong, what are you talking about? Why are you so scared that you are sweating?
I'm getting hot, it's getting hot.
It's around noon now, the weather is so hot, I feel so hot..."
While Zhang Kuang was speaking, the words in his mouth stopped suddenly, and the eyes looking at Nangong Ye suddenly became weird.
When Nangong Ye saw Zhang Kuang's sudden change of expression, he instinctively frowned.
"Brother Zhang, why did you stop? You should continue talking."
Zhang Kuang stroked his gray beard gently and moved his eyes to Nangong Ye's forehead with a smile.
At this time, Nangong Ye's forehead was also covered with fine beads of deep sleep.
"Brother Nangong, I don't think you are any better than me!"
Nangong Ye's face was slightly stunned when he heard Zhang Kuang's teasing tone.
"Huh? Brother Zhang, what do you mean by that?"
"Hehehe, I have a suggestion for you.
Next time before you tease me, remember to wipe the sweat off your forehead."
As soon as Zhang Kuang said these words, Nangong Ye's face suddenly stiffened, and he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it on his forehead.
After wiping it off, his palms were covered with sweat.
Nangong Ye looked at the sweat on his palms, and his face suddenly became embarrassed.
At the same time, I couldn't help but curse secretly in my heart.
Damn it, didn’t I just wipe it secretly?
When did so many of them appear again?
Shameful, shameful.
Nangong Ye quickly shook off the sweat on his palms, looked at the arrogant expression and laughed angrily a few times.
"Hehehe, hehehe. Brother Zhang, I'm just like you. It's hot, it's hot.
As you just said, it’s really hot today!”
"Oh, it turns out that Brother Nangong, you are hot too."
"It's hot. It's around fifty, how could it not be hot?
I estimate that not only us two brothers are sweating from the heat, but also the other brothers and all the brothers are probably sweating from the heat as well."
"It just so happens that I think so too, old man."
The two old foxes looked at each other happily, and suddenly turned their heads to look at the generals around them.
Sure enough, most of the generals were secretly wiping the sweat from their foreheads at this time.
As for whether the fine sweat on their foreheads is due to the heat or other reasons, only they know best.
Everyone looked at each other and chuckled tacitly.
Zhang Kuang turned his attention back to Liu Dashao and his daughter in front, and the smile on the old face gradually disappeared.
"call."
Zhang Kuang took a long breath and glanced sideways at Nangong Ye, who was walking side by side.
"After several years of not seeing each other, His Majesty's aura has become more and more majestic.
I have a vague feeling that the imperial aura in him has even surpassed that of the late Emperor Ruizhong, who has been in power for many years.
Brother Nangong, what do you think?"
When Nangong Ye heard the arrogant inquiry, he raised his hand and stroked his gray beard a few times. His expression was complicated and silent for a moment, and he looked at the back of Young Master Liu with emotion.
"To be honest, when Emperor Ruizhong was still in power, at his age, he did not have the power he has now.
In fact, even in the last year of Emperor Ruizhong's reign, until the day when Daxing passed away, he did not accumulate such power."
Listening to Nangong Ye's emotional tone, he nodded with an arrogant expression.
"After all, he is the emperor immediately, the founding king of the country.
The power on his body is naturally extraordinary.
Although the late Emperor Ruizong claimed to be diligent in government, loved the people, and strict with himself, he never went to the battlefield.
The emperor who had never been on the battlefield, compared to the emperor who had been charging on the battlefield all year round, leaping on his horse and raising his whip, was a little lacking in momentum.
Your Majesty has all the aura that the late Emperor Rui possessed.
On the contrary, the aura that His Majesty possesses may not be found in the late Emperor Ruizong.
Again, there is something missing after all.”
"Master, what is it? Murderous aura? Or evil aura?"
Listening to Nangong Ye's confusion, Zhang Kuang chuckled and shook his head.
"neither."
"Huh? What is that?"
"Hahaha, it is a kind of righteousness that looks down upon the world and is proud of the world."
Nangong Ye frowned subconsciously and turned to look at Zhang Kuang in surprise.
"What? Look down on the world and be proud of the righteousness of the world?"
To be continued...