Sick Man Turns Out to be a General

3When Mu Chen arrived at the imperial study room, he saw the King Jing diligently revising the imperial reports, while the emperor had ordered Li Gonggong to accompany him to play chess. As he played chess, he criticized Li Gonggong's style of playing was too gentle, without a trace of killing intent.     3

    

The young eunuch who led Mu Chen in, Little Deng, could not help but wipe his cold sweat and carefully reminded: "Your Majesty, General Mu has arrived."    

    

The emperor didn't seem to hear him as he continued to point at the chess board and said, "Lee Dehai, I realized that you are going back to where you started. You don't have any energy at all. "My defenses are in disarray. If my general were to command the army like you, my Jiang Shan would have been finished long ago."    

    

Hearing that, Lee Dehai quickly kneeled down and begged for forgiveness. The emperor's phoenix eyes turned and he chuckled, telling him to get up.    

    

Lee Dehai took the handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Accompanying a tiger like master, serving the emperor was not an easy task.    

    

When Mu Chen heard those words, he had a nagging feeling that the emperor was hinting at something. He frowned as he thought about it, he had already taken the initiative to hand over the weapon token to the emperor.    

    

The eunuch beside him tugged at him. He raised his head and saw the emperor looking at him. He bowed to him.    

    

"How come you have the time to come to my place today?" The emperor lifted his robe and stood up. Lee Dehai quickly stepped forward to support him, but he was rejected. He walked over to the desk and sat down, then grabbed onto the table.    

    

Yan Chenglee who was seated on the Arhat Bed raised his head. Seeing the emperor's meaningful smile, he turned to look at Mu Chen.    

    

Mu Chen stood up straight. When he heard the Emperor, his expression did not change, and he replied modestly: "This subject has come for the matter regarding General Han."    

    

"General Han? "I remember that his surname seems to be Mu." The emperor's phoenix eyes twitched as he looked at Mu Chen with a smile.    

    

Old Fox, Mu Chen cursed in his heart as he nodded.    

    

If it wasn't for the rebellion that happened more than three years ago, he would have thought highly of this young lad. However, that incident had tied him and his eldest son together.    

    

His eldest son was the crown prince then, and he was also the concubine of the Grand Preceptor's concubine. Basically, all of the Grand Preceptor's disciples supported him, while he gradually relinquished power for him to learn how to handle important matters. It was only a matter of time before the throne was handed over to him.    

    

However, he still took advantage of the situation to cripple his position as crown prince. He wanted to set an alarm bell for the empress's family so that he could tell them that he knew what they were planning behind his back.    

    

"You have secretly hidden a criminal. We did not punish you, yet you still dare to plead for a criminal?" The Emperor raised his eyebrows and revealed an obvious sullen expression.    

    

"General Han had secretly entered the capital to capture Great Lee spies. Mu Chen did not fear his dignity at all. If the Emperor really wanted to punish his crimes, he would have been escorted away by the imperial guards as soon as he first came in.    

    

The Emperor sneered, "Since we have discovered the spy, why didn't we do it first? And act on their own. " He picked up the wooden paperweight on the table and slapped it with force. "What do you take the rules of the imperial court for?"    

    

"Did His Majesty not see the report in the cold wind?" Mu Chen asked.    

    

The veins on the emperor's forehead bulged out, and he was even jumping around excitedly. He glared at Mu Chen, telling Lee Dehai to move a chair over for him.    

    

"Yes." Mu Chen replied.    

    

"..."    

    

By the time Mu Chen and the King Jing exited the imperial study, the sky was already dark. Yan Chenglee stretched his back, looked at Mu Chen, and said: "Zi An, tell me, if this king applies to return to the feudal fiefdom, would royal father agree?"    

    

Life in the Imperial City was truly difficult to bear. Sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder if the life he spent so much effort to obtain was the life he truly wanted?    

    

"Nope." Mu Chen said without hesitation.    

    

Hearing this, Yan Chenglee laughed bitterly, and said in a low voice, "But this king will also be tired."    

    

His voice was very soft and, in the midst of the rustling wind, it sounded like a soundless sigh. Mu Chen turned around and glanced at him, but didn't say anything.    

    

In the royal family, the path one had to walk was much more difficult than others. Some ambitious people were suppressed until they couldn't show their ambition, while others who had the ability and were suitable for that position might never have the opportunity to touch the edge of that position. Meanwhile, some people who didn't care about that position were somehow pushed to the top, becoming a puppet without their own opinions.    

    

Yan Chenglee was depressed for a moment, but immediately recovered, he patted Mu Chen's shoulders: "Let's go, I'll send you on your way."    

    

"It's not on the way." Mu Chen said.    

    

Yan Chenglee did not know whether to laugh or cry.    

    

The two of them got onto the carriage of the King Jing Palace, and the carriage driver drove them towards Swallow Lane.    

    

To hasten their journey, the carriage driver did not take the path of Vermillion Bird Street, but rather the alley of ten thousand people. He did not expect that he would run into Mu Ke at the corner of the alley and get entangled by a man.    

    

"Your Highness, it's the Fifth Young Master of the Marquis Zhen Yuan Mansion." The wagon driver slowed down and reported back to Yan Chenglee.    

    

Yan Chenglee lifted the curtain to take a look, then turned and said to Mu Chen, "Your brother has been entangled, do you want to go down and take a look?"    

    

Mu Chen initially did not want to care about it, but Yan Chenglee said: "If this side was seen by others, Mu Ke's reputation will be ruined.    

    

Thinking about his undecided younger brother, and his other brothers and sisters in Western Mu Mansion, a dark light flashed across Mu Chen's eyes as he told the driver to stop the carriage.    

    

"Mu Ke, get on the carriage." He lifted the curtain and went out, standing beside the carriage driver and shouted at Mu Ke.    

    

Mu Ke was brandishing his whip to clash with the man, but upon hearing Mu Chen's voice, it was as if he had seen a savior, he immediately pushed the man away and ran towards the horse carriage.    

    

"Why are you so nosy?" That person turned around unhappily when he saw the duck flying away, and asked Mu Chen haughtily.    

    

"Second brother." Mu Ke's breath tightened as he whispered.    

    

Mu Chen looked down at him from above and remembered his unremarkable face. Then, he extended his hand and lifted Mu Ke onto the carriage, allowing the coachman to continue walking.    

    

Seeing that he was ignored, the man was so angry that his chest rose up and down. He quickly chased after Mu Ke, Mu Chen's eyes dimmed, taking the whip in Mu Ke's hands, he decisively threw it behind him. The man screamed in pain and fainted.    

    

Seeing that, Mu Ke was so scared that he shrunk into a ball. He accidentally turned his head, only to see Yan Chenglee looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. He was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.    

    

"No need to be so polite." Yan Chenglee looked up and saw Mu Chen bowing down as he entered, "Zi An, I seem to have scared your brother."    

    

Would Mu Ke be scared? Mu Chen suspiciously looked at Mu Ke, to see Mu Ke trembling as he knelt in the corner of the horse carriage with his head lowered in a slightly embarrassed manner.    

    

"Yes." He replied as he sat down beside Yan Chenglee.    

    

As the most beloved son of Marquis Zhenyuan and Dehui County Lord, he was practically rampant in the capital. The noble sons of officials in the capital all heard of his reputation and treated him as a coward, so when Lin Ruo Feng jumped out to help him out when she was in trouble previously, he had a favorable impression of him and did not mind his low status. She did not expect that he would secretly send her love poems to his fourth sister, giving her the cold shoulder to take him down.    

    

When he thought about how his reputation had almost been ruined and how he would have to marry such a person, Mu Ke was so angry that his entire body trembled. He hugged his arms and leaned on the corner of the carriage, crying tears of grievance.    

    

He cried so hard that he had to endure it. He bit his lower lip to prevent himself from making a sound, afraid that he would be laughed at by Mu Chen.    

    

Mu Chen only cast a sidelong glance before turning his head to look outside the window, "How long has it been since you last walked down this alley?"    

    

"Have I ever walked through this alley?" Yan Chenglee raised his eyebrows, and pressed his body against Mu Chen's body as he looked outside.    

    

Mu Chen pointed to the wall in front of them, "Weren't we going over this wall before? It seems like this is your first time sneaking out of the palace …"    

    

Yan Chenglee also remembered it, and glanced at the wall once more, "I didn't think that you would still remember what happened all those years ago."    

    

"Yes." Mu Chen nodded seriously, "I remember that you still owe me ten silver."    

    

Yan Chenglee was startled, then laughed out loud and patted Mu Chen's back.    

    

Yan Chenglee told the carriage driver to put Mu Chen and Mu Ke down at the County Prince's Mansion. Then, they left Swallow Lane and directly returned to the King Jing Residence from Vermillion Bird Street.    

    

Mu Ke followed behind Mu Chen, anxiously grabbing onto the hem of his jacket, from time to time he raised his head to look at the whip in Mu Chen's hand.    

    

He did not know why, but he dared to fight with Mu Jin in public, and casually called out to him other little brothers and little sisters, but he was very afraid of this second brother, because that fear was something that came naturally to him. Thus, whenever he saw Mu Chen, he would hide, and find trouble with Mu Jin, and also avoid Mu Chen.    

    

Upon entering, he realized that Mu Ke was standing uneasily at the door. Mu Chen turned around and returned the whip to him, saying: "It's almost time to kiss, don't go out all day, you will be talked about by people."    

    

Mu Ke received the whip in a daze, then raised his head to look at Mu Chen. Mu Chen's face was still expressionless, he turned back and waved to the guards patrolling the courtyard.    

    

"The two of you, send the Fifth Young Master back."    

    

After he finished, he turned around and went in. Mu Ke looked at his back for a while and suddenly felt very sad. He shouted towards his back, "Second Brother."    

    

Shen Jingli brought Xun Er and and walked out, only to see Mu Chen walking over, and asked: Was it someone who called you just now?    

    

Mu Chen bent down and carried Xun Er, letting him sit on his neck. Seeing Xun Er happily waving both his hands and saying hi to the eagle who was circling in the air, Mu Chen smiled lightly, "I met Mu Ke on the way back."    

    

"Oh." Shen Jingli didn't ask any further. In any case, Mu Chen wouldn't suffer a loss, "How about the cold wind and Ji Yun? When are you going to release it? "    

    

"I estimate it will be locked up for a few days." The two of them walked side by side towards the second courtyard. "I'll go to the prison to see the two of them tomorrow. Tell the kitchen to prepare some delicious food."    

    

"Alright." Shen Jingli turned his head to look at Mu Chen who was playing with him, listening to Xun Er's giggle, he felt that it was very warm, this was the so called blissful life, it was more or less like this.