Because he was afraid of the poison used by the Jin Kingdom, Wen Chenxuan could only return with a group of generals.

Ten men went, and only three returned, while the remaining seven generals all died in the battlefield.

Upon learning that Wen Chenxuan had returned, the fathers of all the deceased generals came to look for him.

Wen Chenxuan was absent for two consecutive days due to illness and did not even attend the morning court.

At dusk, when he was about to enjoy his dinner, he heard the eunuch coming to him with a message.

"What did you say? Why are they here again?!"

Wen Chenxuan frowned, his expression gloomy.

The failure of this expedition was ultimately due to his underestimation of the enemy, which led to the tragic deaths of several generals.

How should he explain this to the fathers of these people?

"Tell them that the king is sick and can't see me."

Now the people are talking about it a lot. If I see them again, I don’t know to what extent they will cause trouble for me.

The best strategy is not to meet anyone.

The young eunuch wanted to say something, but after looking into Wen Chenxuan's eyes, he could only lower his head and leave.

When they came outside, several ministers were talking to each other, their faces flushed.

When they saw the little eunuch coming out, they immediately rushed over.

"How is it? Does the Emperor want to see us?"

The young eunuch sighed awkwardly, "My Lords, I have already told the Emperor, but he refuses to see you. Please understand my embarrassment!"

He bowed towards them respectfully. There were some things he was too embarrassed to say directly, but one could tell something from his expression.

The Minister of War, Lord Du, who was in the lead, slammed the vase next to him.

The vase fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

His hand was covered with long bloody marks from being scratched by the vase, but he didn't care about the pain at all.

Compared to the pain of losing a child, these pains are nothing.

"My poor son died on the battlefield, and the emperor didn't even give me an explanation. This is really too much. No, I must see him today, and I won't stop until I see the emperor!"

He pushed the eunuch away angrily and ran inside with big strides. Several other ministers followed him in.

When they found Wen Chenxuan drinking tea and eating snacks, their anger reached its peak in an instant.

Lord Du was the first to approach him and said, "Your Majesty, my son died on the battlefield, and not even his body was left. Why don't you give me an explanation?"

His tone was not as restrained as before, even though he had been Wen Chenxuan's closest subordinate in the past.

But since his son died tragically, he must seek justice.

Without waiting for Wen Chenxuan to answer, he continued to question.

"Your Majesty, is this what you call foolproof? You promised us before we went to war that with you, the Jin Kingdom would be defeated. But all our sons died tragically, and the people are complaining. Why did Your Majesty break your promise to us?"

His words were so harsh that other adults followed suit in criticizing him.

In fact, they all knew very well how Wen Chenxuan came to the throne.

Due to the lack of evidence, there are some things that no one can say.

Wen Chenxuan knew it best in his heart, so he had always felt guilty.

Even though some of these people were his subordinates, they were extremely cowardly when facing Wen Jingchi.

How dare he speak so arrogantly to him today? Could it be that he no longer takes him seriously?

"Master Du, your sons died for their country. How do you want me to explain this to you? I will definitely bury them properly. As for their bodies, I will find a way to recover them no matter what. Please be patient."

"I am currently worried about national affairs, and you all rushed in and treated me so impertinently. What crime should you be punished for?"

“Your Majesty, even if you can find my son’s body, what about the others? They died tragically for no reason. Don’t you plan to find the bodies of the others?

Even if we find it back, can we solve the imminent problem of the Jin Kingdom? There is no other way except to find Wen Jingchi back!

His last sentence completely angered Wen Chenxuan.

He grabbed the memorial in front of him and threw it at Lord Du.

Lord Du is over fifty years old and is a minister of veteran level.

Being treated like this by him, I couldn't hide my anger.

When he was not angry, Wen Chenxuan was even more domineering than him.

"Du Guobin, get out of here! If you don't, I will confiscate your property and exterminate your entire clan. You dare to say such words to me, and you will be sentenced to death! Get out!"

He overturned the table and smashed everything in the room.

Although several other ministers had lost their sons, they were very cowardly and none of them was as mighty and brave as Lord Du.

He has more than one son, he has other sons, and a whole family.

At this critical juncture, I dare not offend Wen Chenxuan again.

Wen Chenxuan left angrily, while Lord Du stood there with his fists clenched.

He regretted so much that he chose such a scumbag to be the emperor!

Thinking of what Wen Chenxuan had just said, he suddenly raised his head and laughed.

The other ministers thought that Lord Du had been stimulated and his mind was not normal, so they left in disgrace.

Lord Du said nothing, but walked towards the mansion with a heroic and high-spirited manner.

He never mentioned the incident again after that and instead stayed at home sick.

Wen Chenxuan finally let go of his anxious heart.

He didn't care whether Lord Du was really sick or not. As long as he didn't come, everything would be fine in the court.

He has a whole family, and I don't believe that this man doesn't care about the lives of others.

So it was clear that no matter how many things they had done together before, he would not dare to let out a single word.

Lord Du had already set out for Jiangnan two days ago.

After some changes, he successfully blocked Wen Jingchi and Chu Weiyue's way when they went out to taste tea.

"Greetings, Ninth Prince." He lowered his voice and curled the corners of his lips at Wen Jingchi.

Chu Weiyue was stunned for a moment, then took a step back with Wen Jingchi.

"Who are you? Why are you greeting us?"

Very few people here know their identities, but he is a stranger.

Lord Du said nothing, but just looked at Wen Jingchi mysteriously.

They had been together in the court for many years, and Chu Weiyue had only met him a few times, so naturally she didn't have much impression of him.

Seeing the scar on his brow bone, Wen Jingchi suddenly realized.

He had heard about what happened in the court, so he was not surprised that Lord Du came to see him.

"So you are Lord Du, the most popular person around the emperor. How come you have time to come to Jiangnan?"

Wen Jingchi's tone was teasing, and he held Chu Weiyue in his arms.

Chu Weiyue clicked his tongue, "I wondered who you were, Lord Du dressed like this, I thought you were just an ordinary merchant! Shouldn't Lord Du be in the court now, serving the emperor?"

Although their words were not excessive, Lord Du immediately sensed a lot of sarcasm in them when he thought of what he had done in the past.