On April 27, 2016, just a week after Leng Yuan’s birthday banquet, the medical team in Chang’an sent bad news to Liu Fusu and other key generals: The Imperial Marshal had a sudden illness and was unable to control his condition, so there was no cure.

This bad news cannot be compromised at all. Even though the Central Propaganda Department, which Dong Xiaotu is in charge, tried hard to block it, the information was still exposed outside. How many people learned about this news cannot be estimated, but one thing is certain that in terms of the information acquisition channel, all officers above the general level must have known about this.

At 2 pm on the same day, through the mouth of Cao Zhongxian, the Chief of Internal Affairs, the old marshal issued a Supreme Commander order to officers at all levels across the country: except for the Central Guard Army, all senior generals immediately left 200 miles of Chang'an City, and prohibited any army or generals from entering the city in the name of visiting.

This paper coach order was effective for everyone. All the confidant generals, including Liu Fusu, were crushed out of the city. Leng Yuan, who rushed back to visit her condition, was also blocked 200 miles away and was forbidden to step into half a step.

It can be said that Chang'an has now become a forbidden place for the imperial generals, and only the Marshal's personal soldiers and Central Guard Army can move, but there is one exception, that is Yue Runsheng, the general of the Red Blood Empire, who was named by the old Marshal himself and stayed in the city.

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In the ward where the calming incense was lit, the old marshal's face was yellow and he lay on the hospital bed in a listless spirit, with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body, some tubes that deliver nutrient solution, some tubes that deliver medicine, and catheters, hemodialysis tubes, etc.

The door of the ward opened, and Yue Run walked in tremblingly. Without saying anything, the old marshal opened his eyes. His muddy eyes were covered with blood, revealing unspeakable vicissitudes and fatigue. He said silently: "Runsheng, here you are."

Yue Runsheng walked to the old marshal and saw that the old marshal raised his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to grab Yue Runsheng's hand, but he grabbed it several times. Yue Runsheng was shocked to find that the old marshal's eyes had no focus and he was blind.

Yue Runsheng quickly held the old marshal's hand and lamented: "Master Marshal, take care of his health..."

"I have not been asleep for 7 days... I have never slept after that banquet... The doctor said that high blood pressure has affected the visual nerves, and I can't see it anyway." The old marshal's voice was as hoarse as matte. He had to breathe a few times after saying a few words, and he said in a daze, "But I can't sleep... When I think that I'm not far from death and there are so many messes that have not been cleaned up, I can't sleep..."

Yue Runsheng asked with concern: "What are the instructions given to the Grand Marshal summoned me this time?"

The old marshal turned his head with difficulty. Although his eyes were still not focused, he still pointed at Yue Runsheng, as if he was looking at him, and asked slowly: "Runsheng, did you ever hold a grudge against me when I took the position of Marshal?"

Yue Runsheng was shocked and quickly said, "Not yet."

"Hahaha... Don't lie. This empire should be yours, but it falls into my hands. How can you not hate it?" The old marshal sighed, with a little vicissitudes of expression, and said quietly, "But I have no choice... I have internal and external troubles. If I don't take it, the country will die... I know I have done something bad, but I never regret it. If I go back and give me another chance, I will still take it."

The old marshal stretched out his hand, gently held Yue Runsheng's arm, and sighed, "But now, this position should be given to you."

Yue Runsheng was shocked and sweated coldly. He even wondered if there was a killer hidden in the ward. As long as he showed a little joy or nodded, the old marshal would order him to be shot and killed.

However, the imagined change did not come, and Yue Runsheng suddenly thought of senior generals such as Liu Fusu who were expelled from Chang'an by Shuai Ling, and the ban on visits. He realized that this might not be a temptation, and he said blankly: "Master Marshal... Why is it me..."

The old marshal smiled meaningfully: "Who do you think it should be?"

Yue Runsheng was extremely confused for a moment and was incoherent, "I... I can't write as much as Liu Fusu... I can't fight Leng Yuan... I..."

"Well...you're right. In terms of ability, you are not as good as the other two generals, especially Leng Yuan... She is a god-given genius. My inquiry at the birthday banquet that day was also from my heart. I really want to make her the next marshal and let her take the empire to create a prosperous era, but..." The old marshal's expression revealed his longing at the beginning, but in the end he sank again, shook his head and said, "No."

Yue Runsheng asked tentatively: "Why can't it work?"

"Runsheng, I'll teach you the first class. What is the most important thing for a leader of a country? Ability? Indeed, ability is very important, but not the most important thing." The old marshal held Yue Runsheng's arm and slowly said, "The way of a leader is to reconcile."

"As a leader, you don't have to be talented or brave, but you have to reconcile the capable ministers and generals under your command to achieve balance between the forces."

"Since ancient times, there have been internal factional disputes between any era, any dynasty, and any country. This is not scary. What is scary is that they are enemies of each other, causing civil strife, and even when foreign enemies invade."

"So, there is factional struggle? It doesn't matter. This is something that every leader will encounter. As long as the conflicts between them can be reconciled so that every faction and everyone can play their own role, the leader's responsibility will be fulfilled."

The old marshal raised his eyes, pointed his eyes at the ceiling without any sense of consciousness, shook his head silently and said, "This is also the reason why I can't designate them."

"If Liu Fusu is determined to be the Grand Marshal, Leng Yuan will rebel!" The old marshal's words shocked Yue Runsheng's heart torture. He even subconsciously glanced around, worried about whether there were any ears and ears here. If this sentence was passed, especially to the Eagle Banner Army in the North, how much trouble would it cause?!

Soon, the old marshal's words came: "Liu Fusu came to power. In order to consolidate the central rule, it is necessary to reduce the power of the eagle flag occupies the northern border! This is a reduction of the vassal! When did the vassals be reduced in history, it was not a sea of ​​blood? At that time, the northern border was excited, and Leng Yuan was threatened and desperate, so she could only raise the anti-flagship and kill Liu Fusu to the death!"

"If Leng Yuan was determined to be the Grand Marshal, Liu Fusu's generation of Confucian generals might not have rebelled, but Leng Yuan would kill him!" The old marshal lay down in disgrace and said quietly, "I thought Leng Yuan would not be such a person before, but at the banquet, I saw her ecstasy after hearing the song, and I knew I had been wrong all the time. Leng Yuan's ambitions have never been in this small country, and she had hatred in her heart."
Chapter completed!