Dark clouds once again enveloped the land of Gyeonggi, which had just caught its breath.
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Shuozhou has temporarily returned to peace.
After the Battle of Wu Zhou, the coalition forces took a short rest.
Rewards, pensions, reorganization, replenishment of food and fodder... the affairs are complicated.
Zhao Muyun was busy until late at night every day. His face was tired, but his eyes became sharper.
His prestige in the army reached its peak.
Whether it was the old subordinates of Shuozhou, the soldiers of the Jin army or the soldiers of Linzhou, the eyes they looked at him were full of awe that was almost worshipful.
Yinji followed him and learned military affairs. His attitude became more and more respectful, but there was always a hint of unspeakable anxiety in the depths of his eyes.
Father's messenger came again, and this time he brought not only urging, but also a veiled warning.
Pei Lun almost became Zhao Muyun's shadow, being extremely attentive and his words were full of compliments for "Zhao Jiedushi". He also kept hinting that the Linzhou army was willing to follow Zhao Muyun's lead.
As for the Minister of War appointed by Yin Xi, Pei Lun didn't want to take the position at all.
Zhao Muyun saw all of this clearly.
During the day, he remained calm and handled various affairs, keeping the army firmly under his control. At the same time, he sent out a large number of scouts to closely monitor the imminent war in the Central Plains and the movements of the Tatars in the north.
At night, the lights in the general's tent are always the last to go out.
He dismissed his attendants and sat alone at the desk.
On the table, on one side was a commendation edict with a jade seal and exaggerated words, as well as the appointment letter of "Hedong Jiedushi"; on the other side was a secret decree with dried blood but still shocking handwriting - "It is up to you to decide."
He also unfolded the private letter from King Jin many times.
The letter paper was exquisite and had a faint fragrance. Between the lines, it was revealed the elders' care and hope that he and Yin Yao would be a "perfect match".
Yin Yao's every frown and smile, her clear and stubborn eyes, would inadvertently appear before his eyes, making him feel a rare warmth and excitement in the cold power calculations.
But he knew better that behind this warmth was naked political bondage and exchange of interests.
Accepting it means that, at least in name, you will completely turn to the Jinwang Group.
Outside the tent, spring rain gradually began to fall, hitting the tent cloth with a fine and cold sound.
Zhao Muyun stood up, walked to the big tent, and lifted a corner.
The cold raindrops drifted in with the wind, hitting his face and bringing a sense of clarity.
He looked at the dark night sky in the south.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the rain curtain, penetrate the thousands of mountains and rivers, and see the Central Plains where brothers were about to fight each other and rivers of blood were about to flow because of power.
The old emperor's dying wishes, the Jin prince's coercion and inducement, Yin Yao's feelings, the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers under his command, the safety of the people of Hedong and even the world...
A heavy burden rests on him.
He slowly clenched his fists. He could no longer hesitate. Someone had to clean up the chaos in the Central Plains.
And the choice he makes will determine the fate of this land and his own fate.
That night, the rain in Shuozhou was chilling to the heart.
The storm in Zhao Muyun's heart was far more violent than the night rain.
The time has come for him to make a decision.
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