"Good! Father! You're a wise man!"
Upon hearing this, Jin Jiande breathed a sigh of relief. He had been afraid that his father, like his elder brother, was still thinking of relying on the Shenji Battalion to defeat the rebels.
The traitor has nothing to lose, he's going to die anyway, but if the court loses, it will lose everything.
Is it worth risking your family's century-old legacy against a traitor? Obviously not!
As the saying goes, fortunes change, and this year the rebels have had good luck, but as time goes on, conflicts will inevitably erupt!
Let's move back to our homeland, Nanze, first, preserve our strength, and we'll talk about it later!
In that instant, amidst his grief, Jin Jiande surprisingly felt a surge of joy at finding a way to survive.
But soon, Jin Fengluan's roar made his heart skip a beat, and all his joy vanished.
"Move the capital? Make me move the capital?!"
"Nonsense! Jinling is the capital of the Great Gan Kingdom, and I am the emperor of this country. Jinling is my royal residence! How can the capital be moved!"
"Is it absolutely impossible for me to move the capital?"
Jin Fengluan had already sat up from the dragon throne, shouting angrily.
Sigh... Jin Jiande felt bitter inside.
Without the slightest hesitation, he hurriedly said:
"Your Majesty, at this point, we have no choice but to move."
"My elder brother has led troops to suppress the rebels, but the outcome is still uncertain. If something goes wrong and the rebels manage to storm into Nanjing, that would be disastrous!"
Before Prince Qing could speak, Jin Fengluan's shrill cry rang out:
"Jianren still has the Divine Machine Battalion! Why can't it work!"
"The smoke signals have reached the capital, not the traitors! Why move the capital? The traitors haven't even arrived yet, and you expect me to slink away in disgrace?"
"You don't even care about my dignity?"
"If we move the capital, wouldn't we become a laughingstock to the world!"
In fact, Jin Fengluan was unsure whether she could suppress the rebels in the upcoming battles.
But she simply couldn't accept moving the capital. It would be tantamount to telling the world that she was afraid of the traitor, and that she was handing over the throne to the traitor.
How can this be acceptable?
It should be noted that throughout history, since the Jin family became the rulers of the Great Khanate, no matter how far the Great Khanate had progressed, no monarch had ever moved the capital.
Once it's in your hands, are you going to set a precedent by slinking away from the capital and running back to your hometown of Nanze?
As the ruler of a country, wouldn't I lose all face and become a laughingstock?
She can't afford to lose face.
Seeing that she disagreed, Jin Jiande had no choice but to look to his father for help.
At this moment, hearing Jin Fengluan's shrill cry, Prince Qing sighed and said:
"Your Majesty, the situation is unclear now. If I had no other choice, I would not have proposed moving the capital."
"However... the situation is still undecided, and no one can guarantee which side will prevail in the upcoming battles."
"Although Your Majesty is a person who bears the destiny of the dragon, it seems that the traitor also has some luck on his side."
Although it was only a temporary surge in popularity, his current brilliance is undeniable, and it's difficult to withstand his sharp edge.
"As the saying goes, a dragon lies hidden in the abyss. If we suffer a setback, we should remain calm and move to Nanze first. That is where we rose to prominence. Now that we are returning to our old home, it is not a bad idea."
Jin Fengluan's violently heaving chest gradually calmed down, but she remained silent.
Prince Qing paused for a moment, then continued:
"Beiliang has been occupied by traitors, Fusang is causing trouble in the East Sea, and the Red Tide Alliance is also secretly causing trouble everywhere."
"The southern border is much more peaceful. It is full of our people, who are loyal and have enough troops. It is better to go there than to stay in Jinling at this moment."
"in addition......"
His voice became serious as he said this:
“The ports in the South China Sea are under our control. Jianzhong has made many connections with prominent figures overseas. They are all influential people. Perhaps we can cooperate with them.”
"Even if we take a step back and assume that the traitor enters Nanjing and becomes a false emperor, it will only be a temporary achievement."
"I dare say that within a year, he will be in a complete mess."
The current mess is quite large. Fusang is invading, and Xijing fought a war with Tuyuan Kingdom before. Tuyuan Kingdom will definitely fight again next.
Of course, he didn't say those words aloud.
But these words had already won over Jin Jiande, who was standing to the side.
I thought to myself, "He truly is my father. What he said was reasonable, well-founded, and convincing!"
After hearing these words, Jin Fengluan's face turned ashen.
A country can only have one ruler. Just thinking about the traitor storming into Jinling and sitting on her dragon throne made Jin Fengluan want to grind her teeth to dust.
In fact, the pair of slender hands hidden in the sleeves were already clenched into fists.
She glared angrily, growing angrier the more she thought about it, but she just didn't want to bring up the idea of moving the capital.
Seeing her like this, Jin Jiande quietly nudged his father's shoulder and winked at him, urging him to say a few more words.
Prince Qing shook his head, but still said:
"Where there's life, there's hope."
"Your Majesty, our century-old foundation has not come easily. We have experienced many trials and tribulations along the way, but in the end, we have overcome them all."
"It's just that this time the storm might be even greater, but fortunately the foundation is still intact. His Majesty is the true Son of Heaven, blessed by the heavens. If the traitor wants to usurp the throne, it is illegitimate and without legitimacy."
"Look at this, could someone like him really be the ruler of a country? Ha!"
Upon hearing this, Jin Fengluan narrowed her eyes slightly, and her clenched fists loosened.
Yes, no matter what Qin Ze is like, he's still just a traitor who rebelled and deserves to be scorned.
He was bloodthirsty and had killed so many people. He was ruthless and cruel. Who wouldn't be afraid of him?
He was kind-hearted and compassionate, and even in wars with other races, he always left room for maneuver and never let things escalate to the point of no return.
Fine, let him be arrogant for a while.
The hard work is still yours; it's just a temporary setback. Everyone has their low points.
Back in Nanze, everyone there is one of my own, a truly united front. Even if the rebels enter Jinling, I can simply lead my men back to fight them off later.
But as soon as she thought of this, Jin Fengluan's anger, which had subsided slightly, flared up again.
How could I, the sovereign of a nation, be forced to say something like threatening to march back to the capital in the future!
These are words I shouldn't have said, nor should I have even thought about!
Damn it! This traitor is driving me crazy!
So she gritted her teeth, her chest heaving violently with anger.
Seeing this, Jin Jiande could no longer hold back, and he said almost pleadingly:
"Your Majesty, this matter is of utmost urgency and must be arranged immediately."
"If we delay any longer, and the traitors come to attack, it will be too late to regret it!"
No sooner had the words fallen than Jin Fengluan's cold rebuke followed:
"Alright! Shut up!"
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