"You didn't fight for this yourself, so don't look back and blame me."

Wei Zhongxian was not surprised by Sima Yi's rejection.

After all, basically every one of these six ministers has a backer!

It's not that easy to seize food from a tiger's mouth.

Even if he really became a minister, it wouldn't be long before he reached the Wei Dynasty.

"Then... forget it! That's it! I just hope that your majesty can treat our Sima family well!"

Sima Yi also wanted to make some demands, but after thinking about it he finally gave up.

"Don't worry! Choosing to join me, Da Wei, will be the most correct choice for your Sima family."

Wei Zhongxian replied with a smile.

So far, those who choose to join the Wei Dynasty have not suffered any loss.

"Well! It's up to you to inform His Majesty about the matters here.

I need to recover from my injuries, and I believe His Majesty the Qin Emperor will be here soon."

Sima Yi lay down and began to rest with his eyes closed.

"Um!"

Wei Zhongxian nodded and walked out.

Not long after, the chicken soup cooked by the Luowen members was delivered.

Looking at the chicken soup, Sima Yi felt strange and didn't want to drink it, even though he knew there was nothing wrong with it.

"Your Majesty is here!"

Suddenly, the voice of a servant in the mansion came from outside.

"Hel me up, I want to greet Your Majesty in person!"

Sima Yi said this as if he were a true loyal minister of the Qin Dynasty.

"Prime Minister! It doesn't have to be like this, you have suffered such an important injury.

You should lie down in bed and have a good rest.

You are the pillar of my country, Great Qin!"

Prince Qin Ziying walked into the room and said to Sima Yi with concern.

After entering the house, all the protective forces of Prince Qin Ziying stayed outside.

From this we can see that Prince Qin Ziying really trusts Sima Yi.

A veteran of three dynasties, he has done so many things for the Qin Dynasty.

This time, he blocked the knife for himself.

For Prince Qin Ying, even if he doubted Yue Fei and Meng Yi, he could not doubt Sima Yi.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for visiting me!"

Sima Yi was lying on the bed, looking like he was crying with gratitude.

"Prime Minister! Just now, there were many officials in the court who were concerned about your health!"

Prince Qin Ziying looked at Sima Yi's face with concern as he spoke.

Seeing that he was no longer as pale as before, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you ministers for your concern!"

Sima Yi said with some choking.

It was as if he was about to cry in the next second.

I really want to cry!

Everyone cares about themselves so much. If they find out that they have defected to Wei early, they will hate themselves to death.

If he chose to surrender in the end, it would be even more embarrassing for him to be a minister in the same palace.

"Prime Minister! What a true character!"

Seeing Sima Yi's appearance, Prince Qin Ziying thought he was so moved and couldn't help but sigh.

"..."

Sima Yi shut up and stopped talking!

I feel that even if there are only two people left, His Majesty will not consider himself a traitor.

After all, it’s one wrong step and one wrong step after another!

If Fusu had not committed suicide, perhaps everything would have been completely different!

It's a pity that there are not so many ifs.

"Prime Minister! Marshal Yue certainly has the advantage, but Da Wei chose to attack several major cities in Da Qin in a scattered manner. How do you think we should respond?"

After a while, Prince Qin Ziying finally couldn't help but ask about the current situation in Great Qin.

After all, Yue Fei is on the front line and cannot communicate well with him.

"Wei can divide its troops, and so can our Great Qin. We, the Great Qin, have so many good generals that we can definitely divide our troops.

In this way, it can also prevent Marshal Yue's reputation from continuing to rise.

I heard that there have been cases in the army where only Marshal Yue is known but not His Majesty.

After the soldiers received their rations and pay, they all shouted "long live the marshal."

The more Sima Yi spoke, the lower his voice became, as if he was afraid that the wall had ears.

"Divide the troops...this..."

Prince Qin Ziying was a little moved, but also hesitant.

What if Yue Fei rebels because of this?

Thinking of this possibility, Prince Qin Ziying's idea of ​​dividing his troops became even stronger.

He doesn't want to leave everything in other people's hands.

"This division of troops is also beneficial. Marshal Yue cannot be allowed to support the overall situation of Da Qin alone!

That would be too tiring for him!

I, Da Qin, also have Meng Yi, Zong Ze, Qi Jiguang, Zhao Pusheng, Duan Shao..."

Sima Yi read out the names of people one by one.

Every time another person's name was read out, Prince Qin Ziying's desire to divide his troops became stronger.

Zhao Pusheng!

Duan Shao!

These two men had the merit of supporting them, and they were both made marquises by him.

But later on, he became dissatisfied with him for handing over the imperial city to others, and gradually became alienated from him.

In addition, these two people were actually loyal to his father. After becoming emperor, Prince Qin Ziying began to build his own team.

Just not very successful!

Finally, there was a Yuwen Chengdu, and he was sold by Sima Yi.

(Yuwen Chengdu: Your Majesty! Don’t contact me again. I’m afraid that Emperor Wei will misunderstand you.)

"If His Majesty cannot make a decision, you can let Marshal Yue command the generals.

He is really good at using troops!

But your Majesty, don’t forget Zhang Han of Wuguan!”

Sima Yi decided to push Qin Prince Ying one last time!

If it still doesn’t work, forget it!

Don’t be too deliberate!

It is the last word to protect yourself wisely!

"Isn't it just a decision? There is nothing I can't make!"

After hearing about Zhang Han and Wuguan, Prince Qin Ying was able to make up his mind immediately.

"Now that Your Majesty has made a decision in his heart, I can rest assured."

Sima Yi said, closing his eyes and lying down.

Although it was just a few words of exercise, he felt that his back was soaked with sweat.

"Prime Minister! You don't want to die! Prime Minister!"
To be continued...