He put down the urgent memorial with a yellow silk cover, his heart was already furious, but his voice was calm and peaceful.

  "He has placed half of our empire under the iron hooves of the Tartar cavalry, is he trying to make me a ruler of a ruined country?"

  Chen 'Lu' took over the memorial, glanced at it briefly, and was also shocked by the sudden shock in her heart.

  On the memorial, only saw Zhou Jun's dense and powerful brushstrokes, which fully expressed the facts of Xiang Wang Lin Ju's indulgence in the enemy, causing the enemy to invade and flee for thousands of miles. The tone was full of sarcasm and ridicule. She was also a knowledgeable military strategist, and with a slight pause, she understood the key to the situation.

  The emperor paced back and forth slowly, his voice faintly coming: "You just watch, the Xiang King's great victory report will be presented soon, I still have to give him additional rewards and praise."

  He sneered coldly: "How could heaven and earth produce such a beast? He's wrapped himself in human skin!"

  In the past, when he learned that the Tartars were holding a "Mituo" alliance and their military strength was empty, Yuan Qi issued an edict to Zhou Jun, first severely reprimanding him, then warmly encouraging him, with sincere words, and finally writing in a secret edict: The people of the Central Plains are not worth billions, once lost, they will be reduced to ashes, I hope you will cherish yourself.

  He also knew Zhou Jun slightly, this person was extremely arrogant and disdainful towards the imperial court, but extremely sympathetic and compassionate towards the common people, roughly because of his humble origin.

  The Emperor blamed him for knowing but not reporting, yet he put the Central Plains' mountains and rivers in a precarious position. If there was even a slight chance of something going wrong, the beautiful scenery would all be reduced to nothingness. The common people, old and young, would also find it hard to escape this disaster.

  Zhou Jun received the letter and immediately submitted a memorial to confess his crime. He was also an old and cunning strategist, not mentioning the "Mitu Hui Meng" at all, but repeatedly emphasizing that he would obey the imperial court's orders and exhaust himself in loyalty.

  These generous and stirring words can be realized by one or two percent. It's already good as it is!

  The emperor's heart is clear as snow, but no matter what. [1-6-K, computer station, 16k, updated the fastest]. Zhou Jun this time, finally able to admit his mistake in a timely manner, and also eased relations with the old veterans of the court, opposition voices against him greatly reduced. So at the end of last month, he formally issued an edict, granting him the title "Lungwu General", together with Xiang Wang who has jurisdiction over Yunyan two states, to act according to circumstances.

  The Tian Dynasty's actions, however, were aimed at the soft underbelly of the Tartars. The Beiting Army and the Xiangwangfu Army joined forces, although they weren't exactly harmonious, but rather flexible and skilled in battle. Through clever tactics and nibbling away, they continued to harass the Tartar borders, tying up a considerable amount of troops. Since these were just small skirmishes, they didn't attract the attention of the Tartar upper echelons. They continued with their prolonged alliance, viewing the Tian Dynasty's army as timid and cowardly.

  A few days ago, the Great Army of China made a sudden advance, intending to retake Liangchuan, known as the "Heavenly Moat", and completely cut off the Tatars' passage for invading and plundering.

  This plan was written by the emperor himself, and even Zhou Da Jiangjun, who was known for being overly critical of others, nodded in agreement. However, unexpectedly, it ultimately ended in failure!

  According to Zhou Jun's report, the Xiang Wang's soldiers, at the last siege, for some reason, suddenly dispersed and went after the scattered Tartar soldiers, although they beheaded over a thousand, but missed the best opportunity. The Tartar army surged forward like a tide, and had already crossed Lüyang, deeply invading the northwest...

  The emperor coldly said, already unable to contain his anger, and slapped the table with a loud noise. "This uncle of mine has wolf-like ambitions, even more so than outsiders!"

  A faint smile played on her lips, and a hint of sadness and depth appeared in her eyes.

  "Your humble servant has also studied the geography of Shanxian, and Langchuan is the only boundary between the northern border and Tartary. The emperor originally wanted to bring it under the jurisdiction of the heavenly dynasty, but unexpectedly, due to a single mistake, Xiang Wang ruined everything."

  She furrowed her brow and said, unknowingly, a hint of anger seeped into her words, like the sharp edge of a snow-bright sword, impossible to withstand.

  This vast and beautiful land, with its magnificent mountains and rivers, has been ruined by these petty people one by one...

  She clenched her teeth slightly, recalling the hardships of her past military life, and a murderous intent burst forth in her heart. In the icy pupils, a faint blue light seemed to seep through.

  The emperor paced back and forth, faster and faster, until he finally stopped, gazing out at the endless mountains in the distance, lost in thought.

  "If the northwest falls, the Central Plains will be wide open... The empire passed down by my predecessor, can it really be reduced to half under my rule?"

  His voice was gloomy and unpredictable, but there was no panic at all, only a sharp aura of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat.

  The sunlight shone on his magnificent imperial robe, golden and jade-like, it was actually dazzling to the point of being unable to look straight at him.

  "My mind is made up... Uncle, don't be too happy yet!"

  Early in the morning, the Xihua Gate was wide open. Today was not a grand court session, but after the routine morning meeting, the Emperor kept several trusted ministers behind and met with them in the side hall.

  The side hall was rather dim, and the emperor sat quietly on a couch, watching them silently.

  "I received news today."

  Everyone held their breath and listened carefully, but the next moment, they were shocked to have a pale face.

  "The plan to raid Liangchuan was foiled at the last moment. Moreover, the Tatar cavalry invaded the northwestern interior."

  The emperor spoke slowly, his voice calm, but it made people break out in a cold sweat.

  Everyone present was his subordinate and also a rising star in the imperial court, well-versed in current events. Upon hearing these words, they were as shocked as if struck by lightning on a clear day.

  They looked at each other in dismay, and after a long while, the old minister Qi Rong finally spoke up, plucking up his courage to say: "This is truly shocking... The Emperor originally had a good plan, but who would have 'mishandled' it to this extent?"

  He truly became a seasoned veteran, with one sentence, he skillfully cleared the emperor's name and shifted the blame to those in charge. The emperor didn't even lift his head, coldly snorting: "The soldiers under Xiang Wang's command are greedy for merit and rashly advance..."

  He seemed too lazy to entangle this topic, sat up straight and said: "One or two, always not letting me rest... Must I really take the imperial chariot to conquer personally?!"

  All the ministers were frightened by this remark and immediately knelt down, begging the emperor to withdraw his order.

  The battlefield is extremely dangerous, and although Yuan Qi is familiar with archery and horse riding, he has never truly been in the midst of it. The emperor has not yet established a successor, so if something were to happen, it would be a disaster for the country - how could they let him take such risks?

  "Your Majesty, I have always hated the Tartars and wished to devour their flesh. However, it is absolutely impermissible for Your Majesty to personally take risks. The situation in the northwest can be handled by dispatching a special envoy to mediate."

  He became more and more agitated: "I, an old minister, have not many years of good life left, but I am looking forward to Your Majesty being safe and sound. Last month on my birthday, you sent me a large longevity character... Longevity must first be accompanied by peace, if the Emperor is in danger, what face do I have to receive this character?"

  Yuan Qi was about to respond when he saw a skirt fluttering outside the hall. Under the dazzling sunlight, he caught sight of the palace attire and it turned out to be...

  He was puzzled in his heart, and slowly got up to walk to the door. However, he saw Chen Lu standing outside the door with a serious expression.

  "Your Majesty, I'm afraid the traitor in the palace is making a move again!"

  She wrapped her hand with a white bandage, on which lay quietly a wax ball.

  "Please forgive me for overstepping my bounds. Even if I had intercepted this wax pellet, the palace would still be in turmoil..."

  She stood quietly at the foot of the stairs, her voice like a cold jade lightly striking:

  "The king is indeed restless and eager to move, at this moment, you should not leave the capital!"