After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Having said that, Jiang Suizhou stood up and said lightly.

“Think carefully before you die, Daren. In the whole world, there is no better person to cheat than Jiang Shunheng. The one who pushed him out of the throne and put the knife on your neck, hasn’t it always been you?”

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

The rest of the people filed out, and all four corners fell quiet.

Pang Shao stared closely at the void in front of him.

“Stupid,” he spoke in a contemptuous but cold voice.

With this word, he was naturally scolding Jiang Shunheng. Over the past years, he had scolded Jiang Shunheng like this many times in his heart and behind his back, simply because he was just too stupid.

But this time, what emerged before his eyes was Jiang Shunheng’s appearance when he was a child.

He was around eight years old child, fat as a ball, and looked a little stupid. But as a child, he was more or less still quite childish and cute.

He was timid, but his eyes were bright when he looked at him. He sounded a little foolish when he spoke, but he never bothered him when he asked, “Uncle, when will you next visit me?”

Such a child would always be remembered occasionally and stuffed with candy for him to eat.

Really stupid. He’d been a fool all his life, yet even in his thirties, he was still an idiot who couldn’t read people well.

He deserved to be used.

Pang Shao lowered his eyes and restrained the faint sourness at the tip of his nose.

Just then, he heard footsteps.

Pang Shao took a look, but saw that it was Huo Wujiu who had returned.

Huo Wujiu stood in front of the cell and stared at him coldly.

“Behold,” Huo Wujiu said, “I am the one who harmed you, and it is also I who killed you. What can a sickly child with no strength to bind a chicken do? Only I can kill you whenever I want.”

Pang Shao frowned, not knowing what he was talking about.

Huo Wujiu gave him another icy glare.

“So, even if you have the ability to turn into a malevolent ghost, have a clear look,” he said. “If you want to ask for someone’s life, don’t take the wrong one.”

After saying that, he turned around and swaggered away.

It was only after a moment did Pang Shao realize what he meant.

So, Huo Wujiu was afraid that he would really turn into a malevolent ghost and find Jiang Suizhou. Hence, he made a special trip to warn him?

Pang Shao thought it was ridiculous.

He, Huo Wujiu, had been fighting in the battlefield for so many years and had committed so many sins, but still believed in ghosts and gods?

He has really gotten a lot dumber.

Pang Shao was totally amused. He laughed, but couldn’t laugh any longer.

He could see Huo Wujiu’s cautiousness toward that sickly Jiang Suizhou. He also realized that his warning was not for fear of ghosts, but for fear of ghosts haunting Jiang Suizhou.

It seemed that emotion was the thing that could deceive people’s minds the most.

Be it love or affection, the most illusory things had the most destructive power.

He thought of Jiang Shunheng again.

He remembered that in a moment of desperation at that time and to dispatch the army, he let Jiang Shunheng know that he had contacts with Huo Yuyan. Jiang Shunheng didn’t pursue the matter at all. Instead, after giving the tiger tally to him, he asked him, “Uncle, you’ll always protect me no matter what, right?”

Of course he wouldn’t. However, it didn’t necessarily escape Jiang Shunheng’s notice.

It was just that he was still the stupid kid who never saw his father all year round and only waited for one or two sweets in his uncle’s sleeve.

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When Huo Wujiu came out of the imperial prison that day, he said he forgot something and went back inside. However, he brought nothing when he returned. Jiang Suizhou asked him what he wanted to do, Huo Wujiu refused to say anything. He looked as if it was something disgraceful.

Jiang Suizhou didn’t pursue it.

Within a few days, Pang Shao died.

He had been famous during his entire lifetime, but died without any commotion. Now that Huo Wujiu wielded power in Southern Jing, the members of Pang Shao’s faction couldn’t wait to curry favor with him. How could they bother to pay attention to their old master’s life or death?

Jiang Suizhou was really idle.

With Qi Min around, most of the affairs could be handled by the court officials themselves. Jiang Suizhou only needed to make decisions on the matters sent to the imperial desk. He originally only needed to be busy for two or three hours a day, but Huo Wujiu also preferred to sift through all the matters sent to him before dealing with military affairs. If Huo Wujiu was capable of making the right decision, he wouldn’t let Jiang Suizhou intervene.

Jiang Suizhou became more relaxed.

However, neither he nor Huo Wujiu knew that from the time they went to the prison together that day, a rumor had been spreading in the army.

Everyone in the army said that the General was somehow raising a pretty boy in the palace.

Rumors had it that the General was moved because his little pretty boy was really beautiful; it was also said that the General was infected by his encounter in Jingwang Manor.

So on and so forth.

The wind drifted into the ears of many high-ranking officers, many of whom especially worshiped Huo Wujiu. They felt resentful, but could not vent their anger.

Until a certain day.

There was a certain Wan Hu in the army, and he had some important military affairs to report to General Huo today. So he entered the palace and marched straight to the imperial study.

However, when he entered the room, he found a stranger sitting in front of the imperial desk instead of their General.

The man’s features were exquisite. The tips of his eyes were upturned, and there was a small red mole under his eyes. He was clearly a man, but was too stunning.

Wan Hu was awestruck.

Look at that beauty…Isn’t he the rumored pretty boy?!