Things seemed to suddenly become simple and clear.

It was like a person running a relay race alone for a long time, holding the baton that was about to fall, exhausted and on the verge of giving up, and then suddenly seeing a teammate.

Jiang Wei, who hadn't smiled for a long time, suddenly revealed a smile.

He tightly held the bamboo slip in his hand and looked at Jiang Yuan, who was already surrounded by three intense gazes.

He had a trembling conjecture in his heart.

If the former Prime Minister could prolong his life with the Seven-Star Lamp...

Then it might not be impossible?

In this life, Jiang Wei didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, he prayed for an unknown destiny.

He looked at the young man and said, "Master..."

Zhuge Liang raised his eyes with a smile.

Jiang Wei suddenly couldn't speak. There was an accumulated and brewing emotion surging in his heart.

He knew that this young man definitely wasn't called Jiang Yuan.

Definitely not.

People in the tent knew, and the honored ministers of the emperor who couldn't sleep at night and would laugh secretly also knew.

The emperor slept until dawn, rubbed his eyes, and entered the study. The crown prince stammered and hesitated with a bowl of soup in his hand, while the Northern King Liu Chen behind him had a somewhat flattering smile on his face.

"Has the emperor awakened?" One of them held a spoonful of soup in his bare hand, while the other was busily searching for something to pad.

The fallen bamboo slip happened to be Qiao Zhou's surrender to the enemy, Qiu Lun.

"What a lousy book." Liu Shan scolded for the first time with righteous indignation, "It affects my appetite being here."

He threw it away, picked up the soup, and leisurely started drinking.

The crown prince saw that his father was in a good mood and immediately smiled, saying, "

Emperor, it's hot here, but it's cool in the northern region. I wonder if I can go there—"

"Emperor! I am the Northern King. What's the point of wandering around in Yizhou city every day? I want to go to my fiefdom and take a look." Liu Chen furrowed his brows.

The crown prince's eyes also lit up, "Father, my fiefdom is mostly distant territories. What can I do when I go there?"

The Northern King Liu Chen's eyes sparkled, "I just want to take a look, even if it's just a glance."

Liu Shan frowned, didn't even want to call his son "crown prince" anymore, and cursed, "Look, look, how much time have you wasted for me? I speak the least! Shut up, aren't you supposed to oversee the production of repeating crossbows and long swords? The one who produces more will be given priority."

The two of them walked to the door, and Liu Shan called out, "Wait."

The two of them immediately turned their heads with great joy, waiting for good news.

Liu Shan's plump face was all smiles, "If you leak your identity and talk nonsense, and make the... relevant personnel unhappy, I will personally kill you."