"Our Great Jing! We have champion kings in the past, great generals in the future, and outstanding young generals like General Longxiang and General Fenyong. The military generals of Great Jing are constantly being surpassed by the new generation."

"And what about you? Besides the Grand Commander and his Yang family army, do you have anyone else who can fight? What's the use of having more people? If you can't fight, you're just sending yourselves to your deaths!"

"Nonsense!" Zhou Jinghuan finally retorted, sternly saying, "Southern Zhou also has many outstanding young generals!"

"Really? Like the young commander Yang Qingzhi?" Zhao Cheng smiled, looked at Xiao Luofeng, and said, "When General Longxiang defeated Yang Qingzhi, he was just a city garrison commander. If the Prince thinks that kind of combat level is excellent, then our Great Jing has countless excellent generals!"

"Hahahaha!!!" One of the ministers couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhou Jinghuan argued, "That incident with the young commander was an accident; how can we generalize from a single instance?!"

"Prince He, stop fooling yourself."

Zhao Cheng waved his hand and laughed, "Isn't your Southern Zhou supposed to be a country of refined culture? Indeed, your scholars and literati are quite talented. If fighting is about literature, then you're good at it. But when it comes to real swords and spears, you're really no good!"

"So you can choose to fight to the death, but the men of my Great Jing, these crude and uncouth men in the eyes of you Southern Zhou people, will fight to the bitter end, until death do us part!"

As soon as Zhao Cheng said this, many military officers surrounded him, their eyes reddening, fists clenched, and they were extremely excited.

Veteran players like Park Geon and Bi Fansheng also glared angrily at Zhou Jinghuan.

The next moment, the shouts of the generals were deafening.

"I'll fight you to the bitter end!"

Hearing this passionate voice, Yuan Xiu also became excited. He knew perfectly well that now was not a good time to start a war with Southern Zhou, but he was so moved by Zhao Cheng's words that he almost believed them!

"Zhao Cheng!! You're just bluffing, all talk and no action!!!" Zhou Jinghuan roared, his whole body trembling and his face turning red.

"Am I bluffing, or are you exaggerating?"

Zhao Cheng looked directly into Zhou Jinghuan's eyes and said, "If the Southern Zhou army is really that powerful, why can't you advance even an inch further north after the Champion King guarded Yun Jing? If you really dare to launch a nationwide war, why did you send Yang Qingzhi to disguise himself as a pirate and infiltrate Lingshan?"

"Why resort to sneaking around when you can do it openly and honestly?"

"Your emperor only has one idea: either a marriage alliance or war."

"Well, I only have one point to make: either you attack, or you shut up!"

"Good!!" All the civil and military officials shouted, some even clapping.

If you're going to fight, then fight! Stop talking nonsense!

We'll fight to the bitter end!

Outnumbered, Zhou Jinghuan could not withstand the pressure and his body slumped down. If Chen Chong hadn't caught him in time, he might have fallen to the ground.

It wasn't that Zhou Jinghuan was a coward; if he were, he wouldn't have said such arrogant and domineering things before. It was mainly that Zhao Cheng controlled the pace and stirred up the emotions of the Jing people.

He couldn't withstand the powerful aura of the entire Jing family.

Seeing that Zhou Jinghuan looked short of breath, Zhao Cheng stopped and bowed to Yuan Xiu, saying, "Your Majesty, it seems that Prince He is tired. Why don't you let him go and rest first?"

Yuan Xiu nodded, knowing when to stop, and laughed loudly, "Prince He is a straightforward person. What I just said was just to liven things up for everyone. Relax and keep drinking!"

"The seats inside Yongshou Palace are all prepared. We'll go in for a drink around dusk!"

Yuan Xiu raised his hand to the singers and dancers and said with a smile, "Keep the music playing, keep dancing!"

...

night.

Yongshou Palace.

After the heated exchange between Zhao Cheng and Zhou Jinghuan in the afternoon, there were no further incidents, and by evening many people had passed out drunk. Some went home, while others simply slept on the spot.

Most people behave differently when they are sober and slightly tipsy, so the banquet at night is more lively, and many people who have never spoken before raise their glasses and become 'brothers'.

Zhao Cheng felt that this scene was no different from his previous life. He kept his alcohol intake in check and dared not drink too much. He found that the people he paid special attention to were also drinking very little, just like him.

For example, Wen Tai and Wen Hu, and Yuan Xiu, and now there's Wang Ren too.

After leaving the delegations from various countries, Yuan Xiu did not return directly to the dragon throne. Instead, he walked to the front of the Yan Chuan formation and pointed at Zhao Cheng.

"Come out and come for a walk with me."

Zhao Cheng was not surprised this time. He knew that Yuan Xiu must have remembered something about him when Yuan Xiu called him out earlier.

Those who saw Yuan Xiu's actions were not surprised, after all, Zhao Cheng had helped Da Jing save face that afternoon, and the emperor probably had other rewards for him.

Yuan Xiu walked in front, with only Wei You following closely behind, while Zhao Cheng lagged far behind.

Yuan Xiu stopped, turned around, and frowned, saying, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up!"

Zhao Cheng then quickened his pace.

Yuan Xiu saw Zhao Wu following behind Zhao Cheng and said, "Zhao Cheng can come with me alone. You can stay here and have fun!"

Zhao Wu looked at Zhao Cheng, who nodded and gave Zhao Wu a wink.

This is the imperial palace, and the emperor himself has summoned me; nothing will happen.

Zhao Wu then stopped and watched as Zhao Cheng left Yongshou Palace.

After leaving Yongshou Palace, Yuan Xiu remained silent, and Zhao Cheng dared not utter a sound either, simply following quietly.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Yuan Xiu and Wei You slowed down. Zhao Cheng looked up and saw the three large characters "Yu Yun Zhai" written on the gate.

He didn't know where he was, but guessed it was some kind of emperor's private residence.

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