Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Man's Mouth is a Deceitful Ghost



If she had known this would happen, she wouldn't have deliberately taken that slap.

If she hadn't understood human anatomy and deliberately avoided vital areas...

With the power of that guard's palm strike, an ordinary person would have been dead long ago.

However, her enormous sacrifice resulted in the Prince of Dingbian being temporarily confined to his residence, something that would anger anyone.

Seeing that she was no longer speaking, the emperor sighed and said, "I know that you were wronged and hurt last time. I promise you that I will get revenge for you tenfold or a hundredfold in the future."

hehe.

A man's words are deceitful.

If she had known this would be the outcome, she should have run away last time.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be in this situation now, being used as a target by the Prince of Dingbian, and having her adventures hindered by that brat Zhou Kun.

Despite her anger, Jian Yang was well aware of the emperor's predicament.

After all, he had only been on the throne for a few years, so naturally he could not compete with the well-established Dingbian King.

What's more, that old geezer has an army of 800,000 under his command!

Forget it, we're all in the same boat now, so let's not look down on each other.

Just as they were about to reach the palace gate, the carriage suddenly stopped.

The emperor asked, "What has happened?"

Eunuch Zhang said somewhat awkwardly, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Dingbian has led his men to block the entrance."

The emperor and Jian Yang both frowned.

This old geezer was just released from confinement, and he's already provoking us?

So Jian Yang watched as the emperor took a deep breath, then pushed open the carriage door and stepped down.

Jian Yang originally intended to wait in the car, but just thinking about the old man's annoying face made her furious.

So she followed the emperor and got off the carriage.

She had to vent her anger!

"This old minister heard that the Empress has returned to the palace today, so I have come to pay my respects to the Emperor and the Empress."

The King of Dingbian was unusually respectful.

Jian Yang didn't believe that this old fox, who wouldn't do anything without a profit, had any good intentions.

The emperor smiled and said, "You are very kind, my dear minister."

The Prince of Dingbian deliberately ignored him and looked at Jian Yang, saying, "This old minister heard that Your Highness was injured a few days ago and was very worried. Now that Your Highness looks rosy-cheeked, you are indeed a person of great fortune and longevity."

If someone else had said these words, it wouldn't have been a problem, but coming from the King of Dingbian, it sounded sarcastic and unsettling.

Jian Yang retorted without hesitation, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. After all, I am young and healthy, but Your Highness is different. You are old and still running around everywhere. If you were to get hurt, it could be fatal."

The King of Dingbian immediately turned pale, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Jian Yang.

Jian Yang added fuel to the fire, saying, "Your Highness may not know this, but the elderly are most afraid of falling. Once they fall, they are not far from passing away."

Seeing that the Prince of Dingbian was about to lash out, the Emperor immediately said, "It's cold today, my dear minister, you should go back to your residence and rest as soon as possible."

After saying that, he led Jian Yang back onto the carriage, leaving the Prince of Dingbian watching the carriage leave with eyes full of anger.

Upon returning to the palace, the furious Prince Dingbian immediately summoned his son, Chen Ping.

"The emperor is now out of my control, what can you do?"

Chen Ping was Consort Yu's father and the emperor's father-in-law.

His original plan was to make his daughter empress. As the emperor's father-in-law, he would naturally enjoy endless wealth and honor. Therefore, he never approved of his father being too strict with the emperor.

But to everyone's surprise, the emperor was so tactless and caused his daughter to suffer many injustices, which finally angered Chen Ping.

“Father, since the emperor is ruthless, don’t blame us for being unjust. Our family was able to put him on the throne, and we can certainly bring him down. I believe the best way is to create war.”

Whenever war breaks out, the imperial court has to send troops to suppress it, which will empty the national treasury, leaving it with no choice but to exploit the people.

When the people are suffering, it will lead to widespread resentment. At that time, they can use the banner of pleading for the people to drag the emperor off the throne.

After hearing his son's plan, the King of Dingbian nodded with satisfaction and praised him, "Truly, like father, like son. We will do as you say."

That evening, an urgent letter was sent from the Dingbian Prince's Mansion, heading straight for the border.

As the year draws to a close, the officials' minds are no longer on the court; everyone is counting down the days, waiting for the holiday to begin.

The capital city has been peaceful lately, with no one causing trouble, and the emperor's usually tense nerves have gradually relaxed.

When the battle report arrived, not only were the officials shocked, but the emperor was also startled.

Everyone was puzzled: how did the western border, which had been peaceful for decades, suddenly become engulfed in war?

The western border had always been guarded by the army of the Prince of Dingbian, so naturally he had to step forward and make a statement after this incident.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Prince of Dingbian stepped forward and proclaimed, “Your Majesty, the barbarians in the western border are frequently harassing the frontier, causing the people on the border to suffer greatly. I propose that we immediately send troops to suppress them.”

The appeasement faction in the imperial court was not satisfied.

“Your Majesty Dingbian, you are exaggerating,” a minister stepped forward and said. “Now that the year is approaching, it seems that the barbarians only want to plunder some supplies for the New Year. If we rashly send troops, it will truly be a waste of resources and manpower.”

“Lord Wang,” the Prince of Dingbian glared at him, “your heart is far too cruel. You watch the common people suffer, yet you do not allow the Emperor to go to their aid. What exactly are you thinking?”

His words not only insulted Lord Wang but also flattered the emperor, leaving him in an awkward position if he didn't send troops.

"You, you, you!" Lord Wang was so angry that his beard stood on end.

The emperor frowned. He could see that the Prince of Dingbian was deliberately stirring up trouble in order to force him to send troops to punish him.

Although he saw through his intentions, he couldn't refuse.

After all, if barbarians were to harass the border and he ignored it, he would surely be despised by the people of the world.

“In that case,” the emperor said quietly, “the Prince of Dingbian shall lead 100,000 troops and set off tomorrow to quell the rebellion in the western border.”

The King of Dingbian was overjoyed and said loudly, "Your subject obeys the decree!"

After the court session, the emperor arrived at Weiyang Palace with a somber expression.

With the national treasury now empty, the Prince of Dingbian's decision to launch an expedition at this time means that the court will have to spend a lot of money, manpower, and resources.

If the rebellion can be quelled, that would be fine, but if war breaks out, the whole world will suffer together.

At this moment, Jian Yang was not in the palace; only Zhou Kun was eating snacks and reading a book.

Upon seeing the emperor arrive, he immediately showed an embarrassed expression and explained, "Father, I have never eaten anything while studying. This is the first time."

The emperor forced a smile, rubbed his head, and said, "Your father won't blame you."

Zhou Kun presented a plate of pastries to him as if presenting a treasure, his eyes full of anticipation, and said, "Father, please try this. This is an egg tart that Mother made especially for me."

Perhaps it was because egg tarts were the snack he ate when he first met Jian Yang, and he has liked them ever since.

The emperor picked up one, tasted it, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Indeed, it's quite good."

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