One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and this sentence immediately triggered a strong reaction from Su Chunwei and the other two. The three of them stood up suddenly, their faces pale, and Su Chunwei swallowed his saliva, asking in a trembling voice: "Then what about the Three Great Families?"

  Jiang Kongming shook his head, pulled out Xu Haifeng's secret letter from his pocket, and spread it flat on the table, saying: "The three Shangshu officials have already followed the Emperor to sacrifice themselves for the country."

  Although they had a premonition, when they really heard the news, the three of them were still grief-stricken and heartbroken. Especially Su Chunwei, who was Su Dongshun's eldest son, felt even more deeply moved, his body swaying violently, almost collapsing to the ground. Fortunately, the two people beside him reacted quickly and supported him in time.

  Fang Zhi picked up the secret letter and roughly browsed through it. When he saw that his father, Fang Lingde, had escorted the Crown Prince out of the capital, a huge stone in his heart was lifted halfway. However, it was not good to show this at this time. Finally, seeing Fang Ming's bold words, he suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed: "That's right! We should gather the northern troops and wipe out the Xiongnu people!"

  Jiang Kongming glanced at him lightly, although he didn't say a word, but his expression was as if looking at an idiot.

  Under the vast sky, there are probably only a handful of people who can look at this new generation's outstanding wrestler from the Fang family with such blatant and unreserved disdain.

  His face turned red with rage and shame, his fists clenched and then relaxed again. He opened his mouth but didn't dare to speak out.

  He was not afraid of Jiang Gongming, but feared Fang Yingying and several elders in his family.

  Everyone knows that Xu Haifeng's wife, Fang Yingying, is the most compatible with this Jiang Dajunshi. Although the eldest sister of the Fang family has been married, her personality has not changed at all, and several brothers have suffered from her.

  Besides, Fang Lingchen and other seniors have repeatedly instructed him to treat Jiang Gongming with the respect due to a teacher. Even if his courage were twice as great, he would not dare to secretly disobey while outwardly obeying.

  "General, is there anything wrong?" Tang Qili hastily mediated.

  "Cough..." Jiang Gongming cleared his throat and said: "May I ask, Young Master Tang, why are we stationed in Wulong City?"

  "It's natural to defend the western border." As soon as Tang Qilei finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses and hastily said: "But now that the Roman army is quiet, even if we stay here it will be a waste of time. Why not withdraw some troops to support the northern camp?"

  "Clap, clap, clap..." Jiang Kongming inserted his feather fan into the back of his collar and clapped his hands, saying: "Tang Gongzi is right. If the people of Jiesa do nothing, then we are all wasting our time hiding here."

  Tang Qilei looked back at Zhi with a puzzled expression, and his attitude towards General Jiang suddenly took a 180-degree turn, leaving him deeply perplexed.

  Tong Yifeng's face twitched slightly as he asked, "Has something happened with the Caesar people?"

  "Not bad." Jiang Kongming put away his playful smile and said seriously, "According to the scouts' reports, the Roman troops in Mingdang City have been mobilizing frequently recently. It's likely that they will set out soon."

  The atmosphere in the council hall suddenly became tense, and for this superpower that was not inferior to the Xiongnu people, no one dared to have a slight heart.

  Mingdang City, this is the closest semi-military fortress to the two great empires of the East after the Kaisa people lost Lin'an.

  Ever since a year ago, Caesar has been dispatching troops to garrison this city.

  Now, nearly 100,000 troops have been stationed around the city, and it is said that reinforcements are about to arrive.

  It was late at night, a luxurious carriage slowly came from afar under the escort of a team of spirited knights.

  These knights were robust and full of energy, with piercing eyes, and on their iron armor was emblazoned a majestic lion's head, the distinctive family crest of the Leonhart clan.

  The carriage stopped in front of a quaint courtyard, and the knight on the right side respectfully opened the door. The elegant Catherine-Rhine stepped down with a gentle pace.

  All the knights looked at her with eyes filled with respect and infatuation, they were all Knights of the Second Family of Caesar, Rhein's family, their loyalty had been dedicated to this noble and wise woman in the family.

  Catherine dismissed the knights, her face didn't look good, and her slightly furrowed eyebrows showed her heart's distress. She just wanted to walk quietly by herself.

  This was her foothold in Mingdemen City, although it was far from the luxury of her family's ancestral home, but it revealed the same desolation and loneliness.

  The Lion King family was the largest family belonging to the Vatican a hundred years ago, but since the rise of Caesar, this glorious title has quickly disappeared.

  Caesar became the darling of the Vatican, and he did not disappoint the Vatican's expectations. This ambitious old man launched countless holy wars throughout his life, achieving unprecedented great achievements, even the Pope had to admit that he was the spokesperson appointed by God.

  In the West, royal authority was for the first time placed on an equal footing with divine authority.

  A faint, almost imperceptible sobbing sound suddenly floated out from the front.

  Catherine's arm skin rippled with a faint wave. She reacted extremely quickly, borrowing the terrain to swiftly dive into the shadows piled up between the wall and the pillars.

  Just then, almost simultaneously, a faint figure flashed by and appeared in front of her.

  Catherine's eyes narrowed, her heart skipped a beat, and one hand was already on the hilt of the dagger at her waist. However, when she saw the face of the person who came, her expression immediately relaxed a lot, but that delicate jade-like hand never left the hilt of the dagger.

  The monkey child didn't speak to her, but instead pulled out Jiang Kongming's letter from his bosom and threw it at her before turning around and disappearing like a ghost.

  Catherine walked out of the dark corner, staring in the direction where the monkey child had left, with an increasingly puzzled look in her eyes.

  But being startled by the monkey child, her mood somehow became much lighter.

  She cast aside her worries and returned to her own room, tearing open the letter.

  The letter was written by Andrew in a neat handwriting, but Catherine's eyebrows gradually furrowed.

  She had met the Monkey Child more than once, and this city was only two hundred miles away from Wulong City. At the speed of the Monkey Child, this distance was indeed nothing, but this time Jiang Kongming's request made her a bit difficult.

  "Miss, Absolem has come down." A maid called softly from outside the door.

  Catherine raised her head, and on that beautiful face, a complex expression of anger and joy appeared. She thought for a moment, then said: "Please, Your Highness, go to the main hall."

  The maid went out at the sound, and Catherine, with a candle flame, handed over the secret letter to be burned. She gently blew a breath, and instantly the ashes flew in the sky, as if butterflies danced, but her figure had already left the room one step earlier.

  The crime of communicating with an enemy country is a serious offense that can lead to the destruction of one's family and clan in any country, so she naturally has to be careful.

  As he entered the main hall, a slender-waisted and broad-shouldered man with a tall stature slowly stood up from his chair. His movements were gentle to the extreme, yet exuded elegance and luxury. He lifted his head, revealing a face as beautiful as Catherine's, which was astonishingly that of a stunningly handsome young man whose beauty had blurred the lines of gender.

  "Beautiful Miss Catherine, can it be that my carefully prepared ball has failed to attract your attention?" Absolem's eyes sparkled with a hint of reproach and discontent.

  Catherine smiled softly, lowering her voice as if filled with infinite temptation: "The prince's ball is a place that all the women in the empire yearn for, and Catherine would certainly not be an exception."

  Absolem stepped forward in surprise and asked: "Is that so? Not even the most beautiful Catherine of the Empire is an exception?"

  Catherine smiled and nodded at him.

  Absolem seemed to suddenly remember something, and the divine light on his face quickly dimmed. He asked: "So, why do you want to leave early?"

  "Catherine was just in a bad mood and thought of the Emperor's scolding, so..." Catherine said with a resentful glance at him.

  Absoiren sighed and said, "Adis brothers are the only male heirs of the Lion King family. What's the point of 2,000 fine horses compared to his nobility? It was all Third Brother's momentary confusion, drunken words. Otherwise, Father would not have known."

  Catherine smiled and chatted with him in a scattered manner, talking about some unimportant topics.

  Caesar had three sons.

  The eldest son is steady and the third son is brave, both are outstanding figures of their generation. In the eyes of many elders in the country, they are all successors to the next great emperor. However, Catherine has never taken them to heart, but this Absolon, who inherited Caesar's first beauty, often makes her feel flustered.

  She couldn't be certain of her feelings for him, but one thing was clear: whether it was he or she who had changed, Catherine treated him differently.

  After a moment, Absolon fell silent, his starry eyes gazing deeply at Catherine. Under the burning gaze of his eyes, Catherine's smile became somewhat stiff, her heart beating faster, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became more oppressive.

  "Catherine, I've waited for you for so long, won't you ever give me an answer?" Absolem said with a hint of agitation, his absolutely beautiful face becoming even more ravishing due to the flush.

  Catherine's eyes drooped, not daring to meet his gaze. Suddenly, she remembered the monkey child's letter and had an idea. She turned around and said softly: "For the sake of the family, Catherine will marry Caesar's future ruler. Now, the East is the focus of the entire country. I hope you can make a difference here. You should understand what I mean."

  A look of determination flashed across Absolem's handsome face, he nodded heavily and said: "I understand."

  As she watched him disappear into the distance, Catherine's mind was in a daze. He had never been known for his bravery, and this time he would be facing the Black Flag Army, which claimed to be the strongest in the world. It seemed likely that disaster would strike.

  Wolong City, Fang's villa. The old lady of the Fang family, who had held power for over a decade, was meditating with her eyes closed when she suddenly received a letter from General Jiang. She stared at it for half a moment before opening it, and inside were eight crooked and twisted big characters:

  Liu has passed away, where will you go and what will you follow?

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