Cai Yong took a sip of bitter wine, closed his eyes, and sighed.

"Mr. Cui, what do you think?"

Yuan Feng turned his head and looked at Cui Shi. Cui Shi still had his eyes closed and said nothing. Yuan Feng shook his head. Cui Gong was too old. He had experienced four emperors. He had rejected the domineering general Liang Ji back then. In terms of qualifications,

, no one in the Manchu Dynasty could compare with him. Yuan Feng also continued to drink and said: "Now, if we are in a hurry to retire, I'm afraid the emperor will not..."

"Your Majesty still has to take care of our status and cannot lose the reputation of an old minister."

"It seems that I can only wait until next year before I leave the temple due to illness."

Yuan Feng said, he looked at Cai Yong and said: "Cui Gong is old and I'm afraid he will leave the temple soon. Do you have any thoughts?"

Cai Yong raised his head and looked at him.

"As the ministers have discussed, it is not true. I would like to propose to Your Majesty that I will not leave like this."

"I, Emperor Renzong and Xiaokang, have devoted my whole life to create such a prosperous age. I will protect it with my life and will never let others destroy it."

"Cai Jun," Yuan Feng was shocked. He saw that this stubborn old minister, who had never shown a trace of timidity, actually had tears streaking in the corners of his eyes.

Cai Yong pursed his lips, without wiping away his tears, and said:
Chapter completed!