1 Soldier per Second in My Fiefdom, the Empress Begs Me Not to Rebel

In the Great Qian Dynasty, Qin Ze, who transmigrated and became the son of the Tiger Might General, was cast aside by the Empress after she used him, stripped of his military power, and enfeoffed t...

Chapter 369 Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise

"What are you talking about? You seem so happy."

Amid the laughter, a person walked in from outside. Jin Jiande looked up and saw that it was his father.

Since arriving in Nanze, my father has been away from home most of the time, and I don't know what he's busy with. He's rarely seen.

At this moment, Prince Qing walked slowly into the room with his hands behind his back, and the three of them immediately stood up to pay their respects.

Jin Jianzhong said with a smile, "Father, we're talking about Yongning's marriage."

"We had already agreed that Zhaoyang would marry him, but I never expected Yongning to propose to His Majesty that she would go herself. I really didn't expect that."

Qingwang narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the silent Jin Changge, and nodded:

"Um."

"Even I just found out."

"Yongning, you should at least have informed me, right? Can't you even discuss this with me?"

Jin Changge lowered her eyes and casually said, "Father, do you think it's inappropriate for me to get married?"

Prince Qing sat down in the chair, twirling the jade thumb ring on his finger:

"Whether it's suitable or not, it's already arranged, so what other choice is there?"

"Are you going to go back on your word and send Zhaoyang again? We are a nation of etiquette, we cannot be fickle."

At this point, Prince Qing looked at Jin Changge and sighed deeply.

"Fine, it's good that you marry him. You're my daughter, so you won't be mistreated. Going overseas will broaden your horizons."

"They say that once a daughter is married, she's like water spilled from a cup. Yongning, as your father... I really can't bear to part with her. Why were you so impulsive? Sigh."

Before Jin Changge could speak, Jin Jianzhong laughed and said:

"Father, what are you saying?"

"Sir Fan is my friend, so rest assured! I will definitely instruct him to treat Yongning well!"

He looked at Jin Changge and continued:

"Girl, after you get married, remember to visit your family often! You know what I mean, right?"

“Of course I understand, otherwise would I have married him for nothing? You agree, Father?” Jin Changge looked at Prince Qing.

Prince Qing stroked his beard, his lips slightly pursed, but he remained silent.

"This is too sudden, Yongning. Why are you getting married at this time? This is too much..." Jin Jiande said, looking depressed and with a worried expression.

Before he could finish speaking, Prince Qing suddenly interrupted:

“Jiande, in this respect, you can’t compare to Yongning.”

"Remember, we are the royal family, the backbone of the nation. Always keep our identity in mind."

"No matter what you do, you must always put working hard first in your heart."

"Do things that benefit the country."

Jin Jiande's expression froze, and he lowered his head.

Prince Qing glanced at his two sons one by one, and then said:

“What Yongning is doing now is exactly that, and you should be happy for her.”

"In the past year, the country has been in turmoil and disasters have occurred one after another. Your elder brother Jianren fought for the country and unfortunately died at the hands of traitors."

"In less than a year, more than a dozen members of my Jin family have died on the battlefield. They were all pillars of the nation, who died for their country."

"The capital city of Jinling has been occupied by traitors, who are now openly stealing the country, causing the country to be in turmoil and the people to suffer."

At this point, Prince Qing stood up and walked to Jin Changge's side.

With a "slap," he placed his hand on Jin Changge's shoulder.

As the saying goes, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise.

“Yongning has grown a lot through these hardships.”

"Although she is a woman, she can still serve the country and make a difference in critical moments."

He lowered his head and looked at Jin Changge's face:

"Little girl, you've grown up."

"As a father, I am very pleased."

Jin Changge nodded expressionlessly.

Jin Jianzhong, who was standing to the side, stood up with a smile and said, "Dad! I knew it, Yongning, she..."

"Alright, you two can go out now. Let my daughter and I have a chat alone," Prince Qing interrupted Jin Jianzhong.

"Father...this..." Jin Jianzhong hesitated, but Jin Jiande had already stood up with his cane. He walked out with a cold face, muttering a low shout:

"Let's go, Jianzhong!"

Jin Jianzhong took off his hat, scratched his head, and then left.

As he stepped out the door, Jin Jiande turned to look at Jin Changge, sighed softly, and closed the door behind him.

After the two left, Prince Qing sat down in his chair, still touching the jade thumb ring, and said:

"Yongning, you suddenly want to get married, could it be... that you're angry with your father?"

Jin Changge raised an eyebrow: "Stubborn? Father, I don't quite understand what you're saying."

"What's the point of talking about holding a grudge?"

"Is it because you gave up your marriage to Wu Kui before? I was ignorant then, but now I understand. For the sake of the family and for the sake of the big project, we always have to make some sacrifices. I should do my part."

"Otherwise...wouldn't all those years of martial arts training and classical texts have been for nothing?" She chuckled softly.

Hearing the soft laughter, Prince Qing stopped turning the jade thumb ring, and raised an eyebrow:

"I heard from the servants that Zhaoyang came to our house looking for you several times."

"Did she cry in front of you about getting married?"

Jin Changge was taken aback, then frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Prince Qing smiled slightly: "It's nothing, just asking casually."

“Zhaoyang is a clever girl. She manages the Jing Prince’s mansion very well. When she came back this time, Pingyong joked with me, saying that all the servants in the mansion regard Zhaoyang as their master. He, the dignified Prince Jing, is actually not as high-ranking as Zhaoyang. Hehe.” Prince Qing shook his head with a smile.

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