Lu Zhicheng put his hands on his knees, and then rubbed his face vigorously with his hands. When he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Then why do you come here to tell me?"
"You are the late emperor's youngest son. The emperor hopes to let you know as soon as possible." Zhou Chi felt uncomfortable when he saw him like this. He reached out and patted Lu Zhicheng's shoulder gently, "If you want You can go back to Beijing for the funeral, and I will stay to direct the war for you."
Lu Zhicheng suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his lips trembling and he was about to say something, but was stopped by Zhou Chi: "There is nothing to be embarrassed about. The late emperor passed away, and you, as his son, should naturally pay tribute." Shouling, although I am a civil servant, I am a military attache. To put it bluntly, I know Siam better than you, the general of Zhennan, so you can go with confidence. As long as I am here, the Siamese will definitely be defeated. Return."
"No, I'm not worried," Lu Zhicheng looked at Zhou Chi deeply and shook his head slowly, "I'm not worried."
Zhou Chi frowned: "What are you worried about? Is it possible that in your eyes I am just an embroidered pillow that is of no use to you?"
"I don't trust you. You already have enough scars on your body. I don't want you to have new scars," Lu Zhicheng said softly, while putting his hand on Zhou Chi's hand, "Zhou Chi , I will stay and I will definitely win this battle, don’t worry.”
Zhou Chi froze, and then suddenly pulled out his hand from Lu Zhicheng's. He felt uncomfortable all over and didn't know where to put his hands. He rubbed his hands and said after a long time: "It won't be until mid-November at the latest." , The southwestern army must win in order to avoid any trouble, so think about it. "
Lu Zhicheng felt uncomfortable watching Zhou Chi's evasive appearance, but when he saw Zhou Chi's red ears, his heart suddenly burst into joy. He nodded hurriedly: "Yes! You can definitely do it! You can!" Just do it! Zhou Chi, I won’t let you down!”
"This is your Lu family's empire. You are working for your Lu family. Why should I be disappointed?" Zhou Chi glanced at him, paused, and said, "You really don't plan to return to Beijing. Going to a funeral?"
Lu Zhicheng's face darkened again. He took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice: "The dilemma between loyalty and filial piety, my father's spirit in heaven will definitely be able to understand."
"That's fine," Zhou Chi nodded. Changing generals before the battle was naturally not a good idea. He took a sip of tea and asked Lu Zhicheng, "Then let's go back to pay homage to the late emperor after the battle is over."
"Yes, after the battle, of course we have to go to pay homage to the late emperor." Lu Zhicheng looked at Zhou Chi's profile. This man was obviously dusty and dusty, but Lu Zhicheng couldn't take his eyes away.
Love is a very wonderful thing. Before it happens, you won't feel anything, but once it happens, you will feel that your whole body is different from the inside out, especially if it is your first experience in life.
Lu Zhicheng has been looking at Zhou Chi so secretly, why can't Zhou Chi feel it? He was so ashamed that he immediately drank the tea in his cup, stood up and said to Lu Zhicheng, "I'm going out."
"Where are you going?" Lu Zhicheng was so busy that he stood up with Zhou Chi.
Zhou Chi looked impatient: "Where do I have to report to you?"
"No, am I not familiar with the place? I will show you where you want to go." Lu Zhicheng said with a smile.