A Guide to Raising a Blackened Boss

Chapter 339 The Empress' Little Shark (65)

In the new year, there is a fifteen-day rest in the middle of the court.

Fifteen days later, news from the frontier came back to the capital, and spies from Huang State sneaked into our army barracks, waiting for an opportunity to burn down the granary.

Fortunately, there were heavy guards around the granary, which prevented the granary from being burned down and the soldiers starving.

When His Majesty heard the news, Longyan was furious and smashed an inkstone on the spot.

In the early morning of the next day, His Majesty announced the news that the royal conquest would be held in person three days later.

The people in the court were in an uproar.

Kneeling on the ground in the Golden Luan Hall, they all begged His Majesty to take back his order.

What's more, with her own life as a threat, if His Majesty insists on the royal conquest, she will crash to death on this golden palace.

Lou Zhuang is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others. Now she is the lord of a country, and the blood hidden in her bones and blood is boiling and burning.

Facing a group of elders who were fighting for the ground with their heads tearing down their faces, Lou Zhuang said with a paralyzed face, "Come on, if you don't die in one hit, I'll ask someone to help you."

Everyone: "..."

In terms of ruthlessness, if His Majesty claims to be second, no one would dare to be number one.

Under His Majesty's insistence, the army was reorganized three days later, and Lou Zhuang, dressed in silver-white armor, stood on his horse under the eyes of everyone.

Lan Yan stood at the front, looked up at Lou Zhuang, and suddenly understood why Lou Zhuang insisted on the imperial conquest.

Such a heroic wife-lord gave him the illusion that Ah Ru should belong to the battlefield.

Lan Yan's eyes flickered, and she stepped forward a few steps: "Ah Ru, please come back safely."

Lou Zhuang held the helmet in one hand, bent down unexpectedly, and planted a kiss on Lan Yan's lips.

"As ordered."

"Wow--"

I don't know who exclaimed, and smiles full of kindness kept coming and going.

"Your Majesty and Feng Jun have such a good relationship."

"If my wife can have a tenth of this, I will be thankful."

"I hope His Majesty can beat those damn Huang people to the bum, and let them know how powerful we are!"

"Father, when I grow up, I want to be a soldier, to defend my family and the country!"

"Hahahaha you brat, you want to be a soldier before you have all your teeth."

"..."

When the ministers who looked like wooden stakes heard the people's comments, they couldn't help but look at each other, their old faces flustered with embarrassment.

Part of it is because of His Majesty's intimate behavior with Feng Jun, and part of it is because he feels that he is not as ambitious as a little boy.

After talking to Lan Yan, Lou Zhuang took the long sword from Jingmu, pointed at the sky, and said loudly: "Let's go——"

The army is mighty, like a long dragon, walking farther and farther along the official road.

Lan Yan stood on the tower, knowing that there was no trace of the army, so she looked away.

The eyes are vertical pupils, cold and inorganic, reminiscent of ferocious predators under the sea.

"Go back." After speaking, he left first.

The ministers followed closely behind, thinking back to Feng Jun's cold eyes, they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

This will not be the second Majesty, will it?

The same killing decisiveness, the same lack of emotion.

It turns out they were right.

Sometimes Lou Zhuang would save some face for them, but the Merman who guarded the vacant room alone was completely merciless.

During the acting period, Lan Yan caught a little mistake and launched a sudden attack like a machine gun, training people to sit on the ground and cry several times.

The ministers felt sad in their hearts like a river, almost counting the days on their fingers every day.

When will this day like being in hell end!
Compared with Feng Jun, His Majesty's methods are even gentler than Chunfeng.

Today is also a day to miss His Majesty.

(End of this chapter)