Jiang Zhiyu strangely sensed a hint of pride in the last sentence.

She quickly followed up: "Of course, Your Majesty is so wise, I believe that under Your Majesty's leadership, Tianqi will definitely be able to unify the world. Your Majesty will definitely be the master of ten thousand chariots in the future, and a single word can rule the world!"

The emperor was in a good mood after hearing her praise, and his expression gradually softened.

I'm used to hearing her scolding the dog emperor, so why do I feel a little flattered when I hear her praising myself?

The emperor coughed lightly and put his fist to his lips to hide the corners of his mouth that were trying to rise. "By the way, did you make up this story yourself, or did you hear it from somewhere?"

"Your Majesty, this is what the immortals in heaven told me. Besides this, there are other stories. According to the immortals, these are all true deeds."

Jiang Zhiyu made up nonsense.

When in doubt, talk about metaphysics.

emperor:"???"

What is metaphysics?

"What other stories do you have? Tell me all of them."

There are stories of women who joined the army in her father's place, concealing their identity, and spent over ten years on the battlefield, making great contributions to the Han Dynasty. There are also stories of female generals who led their troops on the Western Expedition and hid their camp in the sand mountains. There are also stories of young ladies who disguised themselves as men to attend school and finally met their true love.

The emperor nodded slightly, then his face darkened: "Then why don't you print these first?"

Why do you have to print out a female emperor first?

Jiang Zhiyu comforted him, "Doesn't this further prove that Your Majesty is wise? If he can even accept the Empress's story, then what else can't Your Majesty accept?"

emperor:"……"

That’s true.

He picked up the book in his hand. Fuping thought the emperor was going to return it to him, so he stretched out his hand, but saw the emperor casually put it next to the memorial.

Fu Ping: “…”

Well, should he take it or not?

After asking the questions, the emperor did not let Jiang Zhiyu go. Instead, he gave her a seat and began to review memorials.

He picked up the pen and marked a few books, then seemed to remember something and said casually:

"By the way," the emperor pursed his lips. "Where is Jiang Wenjing now? I excused him from the morning court, thinking he was tired from fighting. But he hasn't appeared since the last time he reported to me, nor has he come to report to me the details of the Mobei group's prison break."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the eunuch outside announce: "General Jiang, Jiang Wenjing requests an audience."

"Look, it's here just as I mentioned it."

The emperor raised his eyebrows and said, "Announce."

Jiang Wenjing walked into the hall and was stunned when he saw Jiang Zhiyu. Then he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

When he walked past Jiang Zhiyu, Jiang Zhiyu's nostrils twitched slightly and she looked at Jiang Wenjing suspiciously.

【Why does it smell like blood? 】

[Is Second Brother injured? Did that little bastard Torre really sneak attack him?]

Jiang Wenjing's body trembled as he knelt on the ground.

Are juvenile fish noses so sensitive?

I went back to Xu's house, took a quick shower and changed clothes, but I could still smell it.

"Stand up."

The emperor looked indifferently at the young general standing on the ground, and said in a distant tone, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty," Jiang Wenjing said in a steady voice, "I have come to report to Your Majesty the incident that happened that day when Prince Tore of Mobei and his entourage broke into the prison."

He told the story in detail, which was roughly the same as what the Jinyiwei reported. He even did not hide anything about the Mobei sword technique that Torre had said was unfavorable to him, and told it to the emperor word for word.

The emperor felt relieved, but his expression remained indifferent, his voice tinged with a hint of coldness. "As Yili Lei said, this sword technique is learned in childhood and integrated into other moves as one grows older. When two armies fight, it's a battle of tactics and formations, not one-on-one combat. Where did you learn this sword technique?"

【From what I saw on Ji Tong.】

"Your Majesty, I once rescued a man at the border. Seeing him helpless yet capable, I took him under my wing. However, I never imagined he was a spy from Mobei. I learned this sword technique from him during a duel at the Prime Minister's residence."

[Oh wow, my second brother found out his identity! That's great! I don't have to worry about him stabbing me in the back anymore.]

"A spy from Mobei?" The emperor put down the memorial in his hand and said, "Tell me in detail."

Jiang Wenjing bowed and said, "This man's name is Ji Tong. When I first met him, the Mobei people invaded the border and slaughtered the entire village. I only managed to save him in time."

"The military camp is a strategic location, and I originally didn't want to take him with me. However, this man has a clear identity and has led me to raid the Mobei camp several times, leaving no one empty-handed. That's why I kept him."

"During the three years he has been in the army, he has made no contact with Mobei. Therefore, I have not discovered that he is a Mobei spy."

"It wasn't until I returned to Shengjing this time that I became concerned that he had nowhere to go, so I thought of bringing him back to my palace. That's how I discovered the clues."

"This man is none other than the second son of the Heshuo King of Mobei. Even when I first met him, he had murdered his parents, who had raised him for many years, in order to gain my sympathy."

[My second brother checked it very carefully and very quickly. Thumbs up.]

The emperor looked at him thoughtfully. Since Zhiyu said so, it meant that Jiang Wenjing's words were not false.

The second son of King Heshuo...

The Heshuo prince's offspring were dwindling, but it was said that he had two new sons this year. Presumably, Ji Tong heard the news and revealed his true identity, which led to Jiang Wenjing discovering it.

"Your Majesty, please don't arrest Ji Tong just yet. He feels his identity hasn't been exposed, and I've used this incident to test him. He'll definitely take action to dispel my doubts. Keeping him here will be very useful."

The emperor thought so too.

A spy whose identity is unknown is certainly scary, but a spy whose identity is known is very likely to become their helper.

The emperor nodded, agreeing with him.

"For this attack on the Oirat, let the Fifth Prince lead the troops. You will select your elite troops from among them and stay in Shengjing on standby. People from Nan Gu will also visit soon."

Jiang Wenjing nodded in agreement.

After finishing his business, the emperor suddenly stood up and said, "I've been sitting for so long, I'm tired. You guys, accompany me for a walk in the courtyard."

The lazy winter sunshine shines through the sparse shadows of the trees, illuminating the thick ice and snow, making it sparkle and dappled with light and shadow.

The scattered roof tiles of the houses are covered with patches of snow. The melted snow flows down the layers of gray tiles and forms strips of icicles under the eaves. The crystal clear icicles are breathtaking.

There is no wind today, and even if there is an occasional gust of wind, it doesn't feel too cold.

"When spring comes, I'm afraid we won't be able to see snow scenes like this again."

The emperor sighed softly, and Jiang Wenjing continued foolishly, "Wait until winter, and then I'll be back."

emperor:"……"

Jiang Zhiyu: “…”

Is that what he's saying? He's trying to lament the passage of time, my silly second brother.

Jiang Wenjing: "..."

After taking a few more steps forward, he heard a female voice say, "Kneel down! Don't get up without my permission!"