Since that night, Queen Min would sneak into Ye Zhikui's room every night. The two of them were out of control like dry firewood and fire. Although they were so compatible with Ye Zhikui and had a variety of tricks. However, in every confrontation, Queen Min never said a word to Ye Zhikui except for panting. After she got happy, she also floated away. The next day she became the dignified and virtuous Min Xianzhu. Ye Zhikui was like a person who was fine and continued to use her as a servant.

After another rain of clouds, Queen Min quietly lifted the quilt and prepared to dress and leave. Ye Zhikui, who never stopped him, suddenly grabbed her hand tonight and spoke for the first time: "It's only one day away from Pyongyang."

Queen Min shook her body slightly, turned around and looked at her second man's face carefully. Her first man was Lee Hee, a man who was weak and incompetent, who only knew that she had never entered her heart. Their marriage was politics. The man in front of her had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a face like a jade, and her eyes were particularly deep and moving, making people fall into it unconsciously. She was originally holding a child to find him with the intention of getting pregnant with a child, now she is completely lost. Sometimes she is gentle and sometimes she calls her like a little girl and calls her back and forth, making her completely confused.

Seeing that Queen Min didn't say anything, Ye Zhikui tried to keep him bitterly and said, "Don't leave, forget your previous identity, just be my woman."

Queen Min shook her head. She couldn't let go, she couldn't let go of this nation with many disasters, and this kingdom that was about to become a puppet.

She lowered her head, kissed Ye Zhikui gently, stroked his lips with her hands again, and said in a trembling voice: "I am famous for Ziying, but you are the only one, Xianzhu, I hope you don't forget each other." Then she gritted her teeth and left.

Ye Zhikui wiped off the tears that Queen Min had just left on his face, clenched her fists, and murmured: "Ziying, please wait. Even the entire North Korea cannot take you away."

On August 23, 1894, Ye Zhichao and Nie Shicheng's troops who had withdrawn from Yashan arrived outside Pyongyang City. On the evening of the 23rd, Ye Zhichao ordered the officials of each battalion to go to the central army's account to discuss the entry of the city. Ye Zhikui looked at the time. It was still the You hour, which was around 5 o'clock in the afternoon in modern times, and it was more than an hour before Ye Zhichao stipulated.

Ye Zhikui has always been thinking about Ye Zhichao and is very entangled. He inherited Ye Zhikui's memories before, and he inherited various emotions. Ye Zhichao's previous efforts were led by Ye Zhichao, and studying abroad was all caused by Ye Zhichao. It can be said that Ye Zhikui is the closest person in this world. However, Ye Zhikui, who is from modern times, knows how great Ye Zhichao's crime is. He should be borne by him entirely. It is his inaction, incompetence, and no fighting spirit. He neither goes south to attack nor chooses to divide the troops. Instead, he gathers most of his troops inside and outside Pyongyang City, and only holds wine meetings with the generals every day, waiting for the Japanese army to attack.

After the Japanese army surrounded Pyongyang, they were even more unmoving and timid and afraid of death. They even proposed to abandon the city and retreat north. Boss, the boss has not fought yet! As the main general, you don’t think about how to defend the city first, but instead think about how to escape all day long. It was Ye Zhichao’s idea of ​​being timid before the battle made the Qing army lose the battle. The morale of war is very important. If you are afraid, you run away, you will be defeated. If you are defeated, you will be even more afraid. After falling into this vicious cycle, the Qing army began to escape without seeing the Japanese until the later stage of the battle.

At this time, Ye Zhichao had not been appointed by the court as the president of the army stationed in Pyongyang, but Cheng Huan's victory had already been reported. I believe that he would be appointed soon. Ye Zhikui would never let history reappear. The only breakthrough was Ye Zhichao. He was highly valued by Ye Zhichao, who believed that what he said still had weight in Ye Zhichao's heart.

This was his first time to see Ye Zhichao. Before, there was a person who was the one who was most familiar with Ye Zhichao. He was afraid that he would make any major changes to arouse Ye Zhichao's suspicion, so he never dared to see Ye Zhichao. At this time, he had to force him. Moreover, after so long war, even if Ye Zhikui is no different from Ye Zhikui before, he can still refuse to make men mature in war.

Ye Zhikui was alone and twisted a food box, which contained a cooked carp. Ye Zhichao liked to eat fish. Just as it was about to have dinner, Ye Zhikui brought the fish.

Ye Zhikui walked outside Ye Zhichao's camp gate. Two personal soldiers quickly stopped him. Ye Zhikui glared at him. The personal soldiers did not dare to look at each other, but they still stopped him and said, "Young marshal, the admiral has ordered no one to disturb him."

Seeing that there was a strange look on his personal soldiers' face, Ye Zhikui aroused his curiosity, and darkened his face and said coldly: "Do you know what you are doing? You won't let go." As he said that, he walked in without caring about the personal soldiers' obstruction. The personal soldiers walked back and forth uneasy, and Ye Zhikui said without looking back: "Don't worry, I, Ye Zhikui, take care of what's wrong."

When he walked into Ye Zhichao's resting room, Ye Zhikui heard a squeaking sound. He pushed open the door and went in, but saw Ye Zhichao half lying on the bed, motionless, holding a spear in his hand, with the head of the spear facing the flames. Ye Zhikui could not understand when he saw this. He was smoking opium. Seeing Ye Zhichao's appearance, he was still very addicted.

Ye Zhikui threw the food box on the ground, rushed forward, snatched the blaster, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it a few times. Ye Zhichao was half awake and half dreamy, not knowing what was going on, and couldn't see clearly that, and shouted loudly: "Come on! Come on, drag this madman out to hit the 20-plate board." Several personal soldiers quickly heard the sound and ran over. It seemed that it was Ye Zhikui, and they were all standing aside and silent. Ye Zhikui shouted angrily: "Don't go down quickly." The personal soldiers disappeared in a few whizzes.

Ye Zhichao got out of bed, hurriedly picked up the underground bong, and ignored the dirty, and shouted at the flames twice again. Then he let out a long sigh and came to his senses.

Ye Zhikui kept watching coldly, and waited until Ye Zhichao felt relieved before he walked forward and said sadly: "Uncle, you are, how do you tell me to say you?"

Ye Zhichao looked at his familiar and unfamiliar nephew in front of him, thinking of his younger brother who sacrificed to save him, and seeing the firm and heartbroken expression in front of him, he felt that Ye Zhikui was mature and no longer the child who was timid and needed his own escort. He couldn't help but be happy for his younger brother.

Then he thought of his situation, sighed and said, "Congyun, now I can't live without it."

Ye Zhikui interrupted him and said, "Uncle, opium harms people. Look at what you are now. You have lost more than ten pounds than before. Emperor Daoguang can quit even if he is addicted to it. I believe that as long as he is willing, he can quit."

Ye Zhichao had long lost confidence. Hearing Ye Zhikui's words, he remained silent. Ye Zhikui stepped forward and held his hands and said, "Uncle, believe me, I will definitely let my uncle quit. Now the army still needs my uncle to worry about it."

Speaking of the army, Ye Zhichao recovered and said with a smile: "Congyun, I didn't expect you to be a good player in war. It seems that you did nothing wrong to send you to Prussia back then. This time you made great contributions, and my uncle has already taken care of it. My nephew is just around the corner. My Ye family will rise. My uncle is old and can't give you more support. Everything depends on you. After this battle, my uncle feels that his energy is not as good as before. From now on, Congyun, you will give your uncle more advice."

Ye Zhikui had already accepted the uncle from the bottom of his heart when he heard his heart's words and agreed with tears in his eyes. The two nephews recounted for a while. Because there was a military meeting later, Ye Zhikui was not long after, so he stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, he called Ye Zhichao's personal soldiers to his back and told them to pay attention to Ye Zhichao and slowly reduce the dosage of opium until Ye Zhichao quit him.
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