The Three Great Han Dynasties: Awaken Liu Bei with a scolding; you weave mats and sell sandals.

"Great...General..."

He Miao stammered, his voice trembling, "I wonder what business the General has with me?"

Liu Hong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly. He spoke slowly, his tone casual yet like a thunderclap from a clear sky: "This general wants you to replace your brother He Jin."

Tomorrow, He Jin will surely die, but the imperial relatives cannot be without men.

This general intends to support you and put you in charge of the entire Eight Colonels of the Western Garden, collectively known as the General of the Western Garden.

how is it?

Are you perhaps interested?

Liu Hong's casual words struck He Miao's heart like a thunderclap.

Eight Colonels of the Western Garden.

General of the Western Garden.

This is a crucial position that grants control over the military.

"Is what the General said true?"

He Miao was undoubtedly tempted, even if the price was his brother's life.

But at this moment, he no longer cared.

……

After leaving the General's Mansion, He Miao appeared frantic, his eyes flashing with excitement and then with anxiety. But the moment he stepped into the He family mansion, his remaining excitement was completely swallowed up by fear.

His eyes were already shrouded in layers of unyielding fear.

He stumbled and rushed to He Jin, shouting hoarsely as if he were a madman: "Brother! Brother! Cao Mengde and the Yuan family, they've all rebelled. At that crucial moment, they all sided with Liu Hong."

"We failed again."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, He Jin immediately flew into a rage, slamming his hand on the table, causing the teacup on it to crash to the ground and shatter into pieces.

His gaze towards his younger brother, He Miao, was now filled with barely concealed rage, as if he wanted to devour him. He strode up to He Miao, grabbed his collar, and yelled, "Then what were you doing back then?"

"Don't you know that if Liu Hong doesn't die tonight, I'll be the one who dies tomorrow?"

"If I were gone, how could the entire He family continue to fight against Liu Hong? At that point, the entire He family would be completely finished."

After venting his anger, He Jin seemed to have all his strength drained away. He staggered back two steps and slumped into a chair, his chest heaving violently.

He was panting, but his gaze suddenly fell on He Miao.

His eyes were sinister, carrying a hint of calculation and ruthlessness.

It's all come to this now.

He couldn't care less about that anymore.

"younger brother."

He Jin suddenly spoke, his voice low and terrifying.

He Miao was taken aback, and immediately stood up to look at him, her eyes full of incomprehension and confusion.

"For the sake of the Ho family, some people must sacrifice themselves when the time comes."

He Jin slowly stood up, his tone serious and unquestionable. Anyone could see that he was not joking at this moment, but truly had such thoughts.

He wanted his own younger brother to die in his place.

So-called brothers, when faced with life-or-death situations, don't seem to be that different.

"Brother...I...I..."

He Miao stammered, her face turning deathly pale, and her body began to tremble.

Seeing his useless appearance, He Jin couldn't help but show a hint of impatience in his eyes.

But in order to make He Miao willingly take the blame, at this moment, even if he had to pretend, he had to put on an act of brotherly affection.

He suddenly sighed heavily, adopted a pained and indignant posture, forced a few crocodile tears into his eyes, and choked out a sob in his voice, which sounded surprisingly genuine: "It's all for the He family."

"He Miao, you are also a descendant of the He family, so you should have this courageous spirit."

Those soldiers under his command, in critical moments, were all able to abandon their personal interests and choose the greater good for their families.

My brother also believes that you must be that kind of person, capable of doing such a thing.

"If the entire He family didn't still need me to support them, how could I abandon you even if it meant risking my life today?"

We are brothers born of the same mother. An elder brother would never, under any circumstances, bear to part with you.

He Jin's voice grew increasingly choked with emotion, but his hand quietly reached for the sword at his waist.

But just as he finished speaking...

puff.

A cold blade pierced his heart.

The excruciating pain of the blade piercing his body followed, and He Jin felt a tightness in his chest, followed by a metallic taste rising to his throat.

He subconsciously looked down at the knife embedded in his chest, then suddenly looked up, his gaze filled with astonishment as he stared intently at the person in front of him.

His cowardly and incompetent younger brother, whom he had never looked down upon.

"You...you..."

He Jin's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word; his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Me? What happened to me?"

He Miao laughed heartily, and the madness that had vanished from his face returned without reservation.

He gripped the hilt of the knife and spun it sharply.

As the light in He Jin's eyes dimmed little by little, he laughed more and more maniacally: "Brother, you have been stronger than me since childhood. Even though we are both from the He family, just because you were born a few years earlier, the position of general fell into your hands."

As the younger brother, how could I, He Miao, easily accept this?

"You call me useless, but aren't you useless too?"

He Miao roared, as if to vent all the pent-up frustration of the past years, "Back then I could still be a wandering knight, living a life of pleasure and revenge, but you?"

"He's just a butcher, a pig slaughterer. In the end, aren't we both powerful figures who climbed to this position thanks to our sister?"

"Since we're all going to be sacrificed now, why must it be me who has to be sacrificed, and not you? My dear brother."

A sinister smile suddenly appeared on He Miao's face.

If it were from the beginning, even if he had agreed, he might not have actually taken action.

But when He Jin uttered those words of "sacrifice," all the brotherhood shattered completely at that moment.

If He Miao still cared about so-called brotherhood or being born of the same mother at this point, then he would truly be the biggest fool in the world.

Your brothers don't care whether you live or die, yet you insist on being sentimental here.

If it were just you alone, that would be one thing, but you're dragging your whole family down with you. What gives you the right to be the head of the family?

Why should I die in your place?

"Brother, this is not my fault. You brought it all on yourself."

He Miao leaned down and whispered in He Jin's ear, his voice icy and chilling, "Don't worry, your brother will arrange everything. I'll have the tutor in the manor write a list of your crimes, and you'll confess to everything."

"At that time, His Majesty will support my He family as relatives of the emperor, and will not go too far in doing things."

Perhaps they'll even hold a grand funeral for you, brother, after all, we're both relatives of the emperor, and you're the emperor's brother-in-law. Hahaha…”