Jie Qian took the letter, thinking it must have been written by a certain gentleman in the capital city of Tokyo.
But when he opened it, he was surprised to see familiar handwriting.
"Father, another year has passed since we parted. I am doing well and have never forgotten your teachings. I study diligently every day. Although I am a girl, I also aspire to one day defend my country like you. However, I heard that you subdued the rebels in the cities of Yan and Yun, and that 100,000 soldiers laid down their arms, not a single one of them a true man! My mother wept for three days and three nights upon hearing this and has passed away in grief. The Censorate wanted to investigate, but my husband intervened to ensure my safety. Since childhood, you have taught me to be loyal to the emperor and love my country, but now the country is on the verge of collapse. Why are you aiding and abetting the wicked? I cannot understand, I cannot understand..."
The last words were distorted and illegible, revealing the writer's anxiety, grief, and indignation. There was even blood at the end.
Jie Qian was deeply grieved and asked, "Where is my son now?"
"She is currently unharmed, but she has fallen ill from worry. For some time now, she has been asking me every day why her father-in-law surrendered to the rebel king!"
Xie Qian was heartbroken; he only had one daughter, who was now studying at the University of Tokyo.
"The greatest tragedy in life is the collapse of one's beliefs."
Jie Qian said, "But as a military commander, one must also ensure the safety of the people in that region."
Zhao Shen sensed utter helplessness from his words.
Zhao Shen paused for a moment, then asked, "Are the people of Yanyun safe now?"
Zhao Shen had already learned that the fall of Yanyun was due to Han Xun, the commander of Yanyun, opening Juyong Pass and letting Li Chongguang in.
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