Inside the Imperial Palace, in the Imperial Study

Zheng Qing presented the briefing.

After discussing the matters concerning the mission, he brought up the issue of reforming the military supplies in the southern border.

"Your Majesty, this matter must begin as soon as possible. The southern border is stirring, and the military strength of the Dayu Kingdom should not be underestimated. If the border is in danger, no fewer than thirteen cities will be affected. This is truly a matter of vital importance to both the military and the government!"

Mo Yunzhao's expression suddenly turned somewhat indifferent.

He closed the briefing and said calmly, "You have just finished your business for me and returned to the capital. Why don't you go home and reunite with your family first? Xiao Jiu has always been very dedicated to military and political affairs. If it is really as urgent as you say, I will send Xiao Jiu to the Southern Border to supervise this matter. With him in charge, we will not give the Dayu Kingdom any chance."

Zheng Qing was stunned.

"Does His Majesty intend to send the Ninth Prince to guard the southern border?"

Mo Yunhan was summoned back to the capital by the retired emperor and forbidden from going out to fight in various places. After returning to the capital, he was given military and political power.

It can be said that he held half of the Zhou Dynasty's territory.

If he were actually sent to guard the southern border, wouldn't that be tantamount to a direct stripping of his power?

Is the Emperor truly unable to tolerate Mo Yunhan?

He couldn't help but lower his eyes.

When he entered the palace, he heard that the Emperor Emeritus was terminally ill and might not survive the rest of the year.

Once Mo Yunhan is indeed transferred to the Southern Territory, which is adjacent to the Dayu Kingdom, there will be plenty of opportunities for assassination and ambush, making it difficult for him to return.

Thinking of this, he immediately knelt down with his hands clasped, "Your Majesty, I have learned a great deal about the situation in the southern border during my trip to Dayu Kingdom. I would like to request permission to go to the southern border to oversee the reform of military supplies. I beg Your Majesty's permission!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Mo Yunhan's voice rang out from outside the Imperial Study.

“Uncle, you’ve just returned and you’re already asking to go to the Southern Border. If the Emperor really agrees, people will say that the Emperor is unkind and is just making things difficult for the people of the Ninth Prince’s Mansion.”

As they were speaking, the person strode in.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

Mo Yunzhao's expression softened slightly, and he retorted with a smile.

"I was just about to send you to the Southern Border when Zheng Qing got anxious. But the matter of continuing to reform the military supplies in the Southern Border was his own idea. Little Jiu, you're blaming me again."

His tone was as gentle as that of a loving older brother who endlessly indulges his younger brother.

Mo Yunhan felt a surge of sarcasm.

"If Your Majesty truly needs me to guard the southern border and oversee the reform of military supplies, I will never refuse."

His words were firm and resolute.

Mo Yunzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, his smile fading.

"This matter can be discussed later. The Minister of Revenue has already taken office and allocated funds. Is there any progress on the matter of the Ninth Princess's restoration of Jiulong Town? We must not delay any longer!"

Mo Yunhan's expression remained indifferent.

"Preparations are almost complete, Your Majesty. Please do not rush. This matter is extremely risky and not easy. Please grant me some more time."

Bai Shuo is no longer a reliable option.

Currently, only Jiang Qingwan has promised to repair the Nine Dragons Formation.

This concerns the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so Mo Yunzhao nodded but didn't urge them further. Suddenly, he changed the subject.

"Qin Minglang has been sentenced to death and will be executed soon. After all, the Ninth Princess and he were married for five years and had a relationship. Doesn't the cultivation of the Xuanmen emphasize entanglement of cause and effect? ​​I will grant her permission to see Qin Minglang one last time and sever all ties."

Zheng Qing was completely bewildered.

His nephew, a man of exceptional talent, unparalleled heroism, and innate nobility, actually married a divorced woman.

Could it be that the Emperor is coercing them?

He was about to question him when Mo Yunhan spoke coldly.

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty. Wan'er's marriage to him was broken long ago. Otherwise, how could I have asked for her hand in marriage? Do you think Your Majesty also believed those rumors and thought that I was forcibly taking a woman from the common people?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Zheng Qing's heart was in his throat.

A divorced woman who had broken up with her husband actually made the usually cold and taciturn Mo Yunhan confront the Emperor to his face?

On top of his existing prejudices, he felt even more displeasure.

This woman must be quite cunning.

Mo Yunzhao did not take Mo Yunhan's defiance to heart.

After exchanging a few words, they were allowed to leave.

Upon leaving the imperial study, Zheng Qing asked urgently, "Yun Han, marriage is a major life event. The woman you choose must be an intelligent person who understands you and can stand by you through thick and thin. You must not act impulsively."

Mo Yunhan was about to explain.

Ye Qi hurried over.

"Your Highness, there's news about the iron mine."

Mo Yunhan felt a chill run down his spine.

He has been sending people to search for the clues left by the street chief of Qingfeng Village before his death.

Now there's finally news.

He nodded slightly to Zheng Qing, "Uncle, you should go back first. Aunt and Chengye are waiting for you. As for Wan'er, I'll tell you about it later."

After saying that, he hurriedly left with Ye Qi.

Zheng Qing sighed.

He was a rough, tough guy from the military, even though he had been with Mo Yunhan since he was a child.

But he dared not call himself father, or even an elder.

He was burdened by his social status, and Mo Yunhan was also that kind of person.

In many respects, Song Yushu is more qualified to speak.

He could only return to his residence first, and on the way he specially bought the rouge that Song Yushu liked the most.

I miss you dearly, having not seen you for many days.

Upon returning to the Prince's Palace, I saw the familiar carriage as soon as I dismounted.

Then he remembered that after arriving in the capital, he was in a hurry to report to the palace, so he had Luo Ruyan come by carriage by herself.

It seems they have already entered the manor.

When the gatekeeper saw it was him, he quickly stepped forward and took the reins.

As Zheng Qing walked inside, he asked, "Where has Miss Luo been placed?"

The doorman was startled.

It seems that the master really cares about this Miss Luo very much, as he has been thinking about her ever since he returned to the manor.

Then I thought about Song Yushu's temper.

The gatekeeper fawned, "Master, Miss Luo has been placed in a side courtyard by Madam. That place has been vacant for a long time. Miss Luo looks a bit weak, and we don't know if she can hold on."

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