klisemfg Chapter 618: The King’s Order Is Hard to Disobey
Chapter 618: The King’s Order Is Hard to Disobey
Prince of Jin: I’m really impressed by you guys.
The emperor must be furious that his sons are so cowardly.
The emperor was delighted to see Prince Jin finally revealed. At least there was someone who was courageous and responsible, but you, the sucker, no, you, the future crown prince.
It was immediately announced that the King of Jin would lead the army in person on behalf of the emperor and would not return until he defeated the Western Rong!
Prince of Jin: You are truly my living father!
No matter how much you curse them in your heart, they are brothers who fight for power and profit like vicious dogs fighting for food, and your father who just takes advantage of the situation.
The King of Jin had to look righteous and passionate.
I must share my father's worries, help him solve his problems, and for the people of the world and the imperial court, I vow to defeat the Western Rong!
The emperor was overjoyed and patted Prince Jin on the shoulder, showing the deep love between father and son.
At this moment, Prince Kang and other princes looked at their father and Prince Jin being so affectionate, but they did not feel jealous at all. They looked at Prince Jin with sympathy, gloating, and a little bit of relief.
After leaving the imperial study, Prince Jin pointed at them and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
King Kang and his men, feeling guilty, stepped forward to beg for mercy: "Well, Sixth Brother, you've had a hard journey to the border! We brothers have nothing else to say to you except take care. You must take good care of yourself and return safely!"
"Yes, yes, Sixth Brother, swords and guns are merciless on the battlefield, you must be careful!"
"Sixth Brother, have a safe journey—"
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King Jin laughed angrily. I haven't left yet. Why are you acting like you want to send me off?
I don't want to bother with them. I guess the news has already spread to the harem.
He had to go to the harem first to comfort his mother, the imperial concubine, so that she wouldn't worry.
He hurried to the imperial concubine's palace.
The imperial concubine naturally knew the news, and at this moment she sent away everyone around her. In the inner hall, she sat alone at the top of the table. Against the backlight, her expression could not be seen clearly, and she looked particularly lonely.
Seeing Prince Jin coming in, the imperial concubine waved her hand, motioning him to come closer, and asked only one question: "Do you regret it?"
Prince Jin knelt before the imperial concubine and whispered, "I have no regrets."
The imperial concubine sighed and patted Prince Jin on the shoulder: "You are already an adult, you have your own ideas, do whatever you want! Just remember one thing, come back safely!"
Prince Jin's eyes reddened, and he choked back a sob, "Yes! I'm an unfilial son and have caused Mother to worry!"
The Imperial Concubine waved her hand. "Raising a son for a hundred years means worrying about him for ninety-nine. But you are not only your mother's son, but also your father's son, the Prince of Jin of the Dashun Dynasty. You have enjoyed the support of the people, so you should stand up at the critical moment. This is your responsibility as the Prince of Jin of the Dashun Dynasty!"
"Go, help your father and the people solve their problems. Mother will be happy!"
"Don't worry, I'm at home. Other mothers can't help you, but I can protect your wife, children, and the whole family!"
"Go back early and say goodbye to your princess. She's still young and hasn't experienced anything like this. Give her some comfort!"
Prince Jin kowtowed three times to the imperial concubine without saying a word. A tear fell to the ground, but no one noticed.
After bowing, Prince Jin forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, mother. I'm waiting for my son's safe return!"
After saying that, he stood up and left without looking back.
After he walked out of the palace gate and could no longer see anyone, a maid came out from behind and replaced a cup of hot tea for the imperial concubine. She carefully looked at her face and asked, "If your majesty is really reluctant, why don't you go and ask His Majesty—"
The imperial concubine shook her head. "My son has such ambition and determination. I can only be happy for him. How can I hold him back by being reluctant?"
"After my son leaves, you must always remind me to summon Princess Jin, the Crown Prince, and other children to the palace. You must also keep an eye on the subordinates to ensure that no one neglects or bullies their mother and children."
The nanny agreed and helped the imperial concubine back to the back.
These words soon appeared on the emperor's desk.
The emperor was naturally satisfied.
The imperial concubine is indeed worthy of being the imperial concubine. Her vision and perspective are different. She is much better than other women in the palace who cry and whine.
Prince Jin is not bad either, he is quite brave, he is his offspring!
If the Prince of Jin can defeat the Western Rong and return safely, the imperial concubine should also be promoted.
Before the Prince of Jin left the palace, the news that he was supervising the army on behalf of the emperor and that the army would set out five days later spread throughout the court, inside and outside.
In the face of such sensational news, the news that Fu Zhiyi was appointed as the councilor of Gan Ning in the northwest, in charge of the transportation of food and supplies, post and communication, and the care of the people in this war seemed insignificant.
By the time Lu Zhenzhen and the others received the news, it was already evening.
Lan was still worried about Prince Jin. She didn't know if this noble man could endure going to such a cold and harsh place.
On the other hand, he complained that the emperor was too cruel and just threw his own son onto the battlefield?
It's also a pity that a free and easy-going person like the King of Jin would be at a loss as to what would happen if he really went to the battlefield.
Lu Zhenzhen was feeling heavy-hearted. Prince Jin had been thrown into the battlefield. So what Fu Zhiyi had said last time, that the Emperor wanted him to be responsible for transporting food and fodder for the battle, was probably about to be confirmed.
Is Fu Zhiyi also going to the battlefield?
Sure enough, when Fu Zhiyi came back and told him that he had become the councilor of Gan Ning in Northwest China, Lan still didn't understand what this position was.
As soon as he heard about Gan Ning from the northwest, his face changed.
"You, you are going to the northwest too?"
Fu Zhiyi nodded.
Lan's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. Tears streamed down her face and she grabbed Fu Zhiyi's hand. "Can't I just not go? You're my only child. If anything happens to you, how will I live?"
Before Fu Zhiyi could answer, Lan suddenly remembered something and pushed Fu Zhiyi away: "I'll go find your uncle and ask him to plead for His Majesty. Can someone else go?"
Fu Zhiyi grabbed Lan and said, "Mother, stop making trouble! The imperial decree has been issued, and it is difficult to disobey! This is the trust His Majesty has in his son!"
The last sentence was particularly emphasized.
Lu Zhenzhen secretly pinched Lan, and Lan finally came to her senses and realized that she had said the wrong thing in a hurry.
But she was worried and reluctant, and just looked at Fu Zhiyi with sad eyes.
Fu Zhiyi sighed: "Mom, I am only responsible for the transportation of food and supplies, and I will not go to the battlefield in person, don't worry!"
After hearing this, Lan's first reaction was to look at Lu Zhenzhen.
Lu Zhenzhen nodded.
Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief and cheered up again: "That's good, that's good! The northwest is bitterly cold. When are you leaving? I'll go pack your luggage for you."
Fu Zhiyi originally wanted to refuse it, but Lu Zhenzhen knew that it would be better to keep Lan busy and have something to do at this moment.
After giving Fu Zhiyi a look, she said, "That's perfect. After all, I'm young and haven't experienced this before, so I don't know what to pack. I'll let Mom pack it for you, and I'll be at ease."
Fu Zhiyi remained silent.
Lan wiped her tears, hurried back to make a list, and cleaned up the warehouse.
The third master didn't say much, nor did he dare to say much. He stomped his feet and turned to leave.
After a while, a box was delivered.
When he opened it, he saw a golden soft armor, a heart-protecting mirror, and a dagger that could cut through iron like mud.
The visitor also brought a message from the Third Master: "The old master asked you to keep it first. He will go to the Marquis' Mansion now and search the old Marquis' warehouse to see if there is anything useful. I will take it all back for you!"