Yuan Xiu was speechless after being rebuked by Yuan Yun, and paced back and forth.

After a long while, Yuan Xiu sat down on the dragon table and said, "Uncle is still family. Sister, I think we were wrong. We should have killed Zhao Huan and Zhao Huan together in Feng Garden back then."

"Little brother, you're almost fifteen years old, don't be naive."

Yuan Yun swallowed the fruit into her mouth, and then her expression became serious. She said, "Back then in Feng Garden, the most powerful fighting force was the Prime Minister's Dragon Spear Warriors. If you had tried to attack them, we would have been the ones who died."

"Or do you think the Prime Minister will obediently let you do as you please?"

"Have you ever considered that, in that situation, if the Prime Minister had joined forces with Erzhuhua to deal with us, the Great Jing Dynasty would probably have already been overthrown!"

"Or perhaps the Prime Minister could first join forces with us to destroy the Erzhu Flower, and then turn his attention to us. What could you do then?"

"You don't understand. When I bet, I'm betting on the Prime Minister's loyalty."

"In other words, even if you could kill him back then, what would happen afterward? Your uncle is a master at fighting, but he's far inferior to the Prime Minister in handling state affairs. Without the Prime Minister's ruthless methods to clean up the mess for you, do you think you could hold onto your position so securely?"

Yuan Xiu muttered, "But there's still you, my royal sister..."

Yuan Yun shook her head and said, "I'm good at giving you advice, but I'm not good enough at handling political affairs. My identity is also too sensitive. If I take on the responsibility of national affairs, how will the world view you?"

Some things can't be rushed.

Yuan Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Making Zhao Huan abandon his military career and become a civil official, and appointing him as prime minister, is to weaken his military power while he helps you govern the country. Appointing the Imperial Uncle as Grand General and letting him lead the fight against Ye Dan is also to weaken Zhao Huan's military power. Once the situation in Ye Dan is stable and the domestic turmoil is over, then Da Jing will only need one elite army, and the existence of the Dragon Spear Warriors will be unnecessary. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing this, Yuan Xiu's mood finally improved, and he said, "Your Majesty is indeed very thoughtful!"

Yuan Xiu's eyes darted around, and he came up with a brilliant idea. He immediately said, "My Imperial Uncle has been winning many victories lately. Why don't I give him a little push?"

Yuan Yun asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yuan Xiu said, "I hereby bestow upon the Imperial Uncle the title of Champion King!"

Yuan Yun laughed.

Yuan Xiu asked somewhat nervously, "Isn't it good?"

“Excellent!” Yuan Yun stood up, patted Yuan Xiu’s arm, and said, “This is my brother, this is the emperor of my Great Jing.”

"We need to continuously strengthen the image of Zhao Huan and the Imperial Uncle, portraying Zhao Huan as a purely civil official and the Imperial Uncle as a purely military general. In this way, it will be natural to gradually strip Zhao Huan of his military power."

Yuan Xiu gave Yuan Yun a thumbs up and praised, "Your Majesty is amazing!"

Then Yuan Xiu added, "But we must also be wary of the Imperial Uncle. Although he is family, I only trust my Imperial Sister!"

Yuan Yun nodded and said, "This needs to be discussed in detail. There's something else I need to tell you."

"Please speak, Your Majesty."

"After the Fengyuan massacre, the teenagers I secretly trained either died or were injured. Now, eighteen of them have fully recovered, and I am handing them over to you."

Yuan Xiu exclaimed in surprise, "Royal Sister, what do you mean by this?"

Yuan Yun smiled and said, "I believe Jingguo will get better and better under your rule. I'm tired too, and it's time for you to let me live a peaceful life."

"sister……"

"Make good use of these people. Once you get to know them, you can find other people to train. These people are a gift from me to you, and they are also your last line of defense."

Yuan Yun sighed, "They have been hiding in my shadow for years, without identity or status. Now, it is up to you to bestow upon them the grace of recognition."

"Let's name them...Dragon Guards."

Yuan Xiu bowed deeply to Yuan Yun and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely cherish them!"

"You have to promise me one more thing."

"Please speak, Your Majesty. Let's not talk about just one, but a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yuan Yun glared at Yuan Xiu and said, "Don't talk to me about state affairs unless it's something important. I'm seventeen in the blink of an eye. I've lived in the shadows for too long, and I want to brighten up. After all... I just want to be an innocent and carefree little princess!"

Yuan Xiu felt a lump in his throat and a pang of sadness in his heart.

He knew he owed his sister too much.

In this life, he is determined to make his sister happy!

"Sister, you can be your little princess, I grant your request!"

The siblings were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Just like that day in the streets outside Feng Garden, laughing unrestrainedly and so loudly.

Yuan Xiu suddenly thought of something and said, "I have another idea. We not only need to be wary of others, but we also need to promote our own people. Recently, I discovered a guy named Wen Tai who seems quite good. Although he's Zhao Huan's student, I noticed that he's very respectful towards me, and the way he looks at me... how should I describe it? It's like he has something to say to me, and he's also very talented..."

Yuan Yun raised her hand and looked at Yuan Xiu with a smile.

Yuan Xiu suddenly realized what was happening, slapped his mouth, and laughed, "Alright, alright, I won't say anything more!"

"Do whatever you want, I trust you."

Yuan Xiu clenched his fists, his expression turning serious.

The moment his sister let go, he felt as if he had grown several years older.

to the end of five years.

The first snow in Changsui was mixed with snowflakes.

At the east gate, three hundred soldiers in black armor and carrying long spears escorted Zhao Huan and his family.

The procession suddenly stopped, and Zhao Cheng, who was riding in a carriage with his three younger brothers, lifted the curtain and looked outside in confusion.

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