After listening carefully to Zhuo Bieli's report, Fu Xiaoguan fell silent. After all, this world is different.
Even if the fat man brought three thousand highly skilled soldiers of the Divine Sword Army with him, he would probably not be able to escape harm in that distant foreign country, and his life might even be in danger - after the appearance of guns, the Saint rank... actually no longer has much meaning.
Just as Su Changsheng once said, there is no more martial arts in the world.
"Your arrangements are excellent. When will these three armies be able to assemble in Far North Road?"
"The order I gave them is for May 20th."
It was April 20th. A fast horse would take only 20 days to reach the Far North Road. If Fatty had been bullied in the Maurya Empire, there would definitely be no peace this time.
The journey to the Maurya Empire is long, and the round trip, including the war, will probably take a year and a half.
He still has ten days to stay in Guanyun City to handle state affairs.
"Your Majesty, I request that I be the one to lead this expedition to the Maurya Empire!" Zhuo Bieli stood up and said very seriously.
Fu Xiaoguan shook his head without hesitation, "You stay, I'll go. I have to go in person!"
"Your Majesty, Daxia has many affairs to attend to, and we need you to take charge. Fighting is the responsibility of this Minister of Defense!"
Fu Xiaoguan grinned. "If it were an ordinary war, I would definitely let you go, but this time it's different. He's my father..."
The expression on his face gradually faded, and he became serious. "He raised me for sixteen years, and I've long said I'd take care of him until the end of his life. So... it's more appropriate for me to go."
Zhuo Bieli pondered for a moment, then heard Fu Xiaoguan say again: "It just so happens that the 10,000 Marines haven't left yet. Tell He Sandao to bring his troops with me!"
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That day, Fu Xiaoguan was busy in the imperial study.
He was revising Daxia's second five-year plan, adding a lot of content and refining many goals. There was no other way. Two of the three prime ministers were old and they did not have the energy to do this. They probably could not do it so carefully.
Putting down the pen in his hand, he rubbed his sore wrist, thinking that it was time to transfer Yan Xiwen, Ning Yuchun and others to his side.
Qin Mowen can't move in Chang'an for the time being, Zhuo Liuyun can be transferred back, and...
While he was thinking, Liu Jin walked in, bowing, "Your Majesty, the ladies asked me to ask if you would like to go back for dinner?"
Fu Xiaoguan looked up and found that it was already dusk.
"Well, go back and eat. Tell them I'll be back soon!"
"I obey your order!"
Liu Jin left, Zhao Hou lit the lamp, Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath and continued writing. He had only finished half of it and would have to continue to improve it tomorrow.
It was getting late, and Liu Jin came to urge him again. Only then did Fu Xiaoguan put down his pen and return to the Yangxin Palace.
He hugged each of the children and talked to them for a while before sitting down next to Yu Wenyun and the others.
"I know you're very busy, but no matter how busy you are, you still have to take care of yourself. So... I asked Liu Jin to go and urge you." Yu Wenjun poured a bowl of soup for Fu Xiaoguan and said, "Didn't you say last night that you'd be staying for a long time this time? State affairs are endless, so you need to balance work and rest and take your time."
Fu Xiaoguan smiled apologetically, looked at his wives, and then said, "The plan doesn't change quickly. I can only stay at home for ten days. After ten days, I have to leave again."
Everyone looked at him, their eyes full of confusion. Today, the Great Xia is at peace, so why does it need an emperor running around everywhere?
"That's right. Father...that's Fatty. Didn't he leave when he was in Far North Road? He went to a place over two thousand miles away, to a country called the Peacock Nation...and from what the Tianji Pavilion spies said, he seems to be planning to take over that country."
"This is a bit problematic. I have to go. Firstly, I hope to rescue him, and secondly... our Da Xia can actually be a little bigger."
Dong Shulan was shocked. "We're going to fight?"
"I'm afraid there will be a battle, but don't worry, Zhuo Bieli has mobilized four armies totaling 400,000 men, and they are the four most elite armies. It won't be a problem to crush the Peacock Kingdom."
Nangong Piaoxue frowned slightly, "Why didn't Zhuo leave?"
"Yes, why don't we just let him handle the war?" Wu Linger quickly agreed.
The others all nodded in agreement, thinking that since it was no big deal to flatten a country, why should the emperor lead the army in person?
What's more, he just came back from the sea, and now he has to run thousands of miles away again. This doesn't seem like a good idea!
"If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn't go, but he's my father! You all know Shulan, Wenyun, and especially Chunxiu and Pei'er. If he's in danger, I have to go save him. This is the right thing to do as a human being and a filial son!"
"Eat, don't worry, I'll be fine."
The meal was a bit dull. The women had been waiting for their husbands to come back, and thought they could live in peace for some time from then on. However, they did not expect that he would leave again, and had to leave.
What can Fu Xiaoguan do?
After dinner he entertained the children for a while, and sent them to bed, before sitting down with his wives again.
"That's what happens when you're in the martial arts world. I never thought Dad would go to a place like that. But that's fine. Since he discovered such a country, I'll go and destroy it. This will also save Daxia from a lot of trouble."
"You can't be so resentful. My husband is still young, and we still have plenty of time to spend together. When our children are older, and Daxia is more stable, I will quit and live my own life with you."
"By the way, I plan to move the capital to Chang'an, which was once Wofengyuan. Chang'an City has been built. If you are bored in the palace, you can take some guards and go take a look."
"Let's not talk about these things now. Let's start flipping the cards. Who will sleep with me?"
The ten women seemed to have discussed it beforehand, and they put forward Xu Xinyan and Su Su, two martial arts masters.
The others left, and Yu Wenjun went to Dong Shulan's palace, where the two women sat in the pavilion.
"It was better when I was a small landlord in Linjiang!" Yu Wenjun said with a pout.
"Isn't it?" Dong Shulan brewed a pot of tea and said, "Alas, we can't go back to the past. He no longer belongs to us. He belongs to Daxia. We should be more open-minded."
"I just want him to be in the palace. At least he can come back every night and have a meal together. That's how it feels like home."
"Don't worry, didn't he say he'd quit when the kids are older? Then... I'll make sure you're well fed!"
Yu Wenjun blushed and rolled her eyes at Dong Shulan. "I don't want tea. I want to drink wine. Xishan Tianchun!"
"good!"
That night, the two women got drunk.
That night, Fu Xiaoguan was exhausted due to his lack of skills.
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