"Since His Majesty has appointed me as the commander-in-chief, you should all obey my orders."
Inside the military camp, Zhao Song looked at the group of disgruntled military officers below and spoke with some annoyance.
“General Zhao, in this military camp, reputation still rests on military merit earned through battles.” Chang Qing said stubbornly. If the Emperor hadn’t intentionally sidelined their Marquis, how could this bastard in front of him have risen to power?
"Chang Qing!"
Zhao Song's face flushed red with anxiety, and this scene was clearly witnessed by the eunuch Gu Heng had sent to the military camp.
The Hall of Supreme Harmony.
"In that case, no one can compare to the prestige of the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion in the army."
Gu Heng's pen became increasingly sharp when reviewing memorials, and even the words of those he personally appointed had no effect.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Most military generals are of strong character. As long as General Zhao wins this battle, they will turn to support him." Cen Hai said, forcing himself to speak. The commotion outside the hall made Cen Hai overjoyed!
Our savior has arrived!
"Second Prince, His Majesty requests your presence." Cen Hai's eyes were exceptionally eager. "However, His Majesty is currently in a bad mood..."
"Thank you for the reminder, Father-in-law."
Gu Qingfeng's eyes flickered as he let Mo Wu push him into the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
"Your son greets Your Majesty."
Upon seeing that the visitor was Gu Qingfeng, Gu Heng's expression softened considerably. "I heard you say that you have regained feeling in your legs, which is a good thing. I imagine you will be able to walk normally soon."
Gu Qingfeng did not respond to Gu Heng's words, but instead spoke softly, "Father, Zhao Song lacks prestige in the army. If he is appointed as the commander-in-chief directly, I'm afraid the morale of the army will waver."
"Did you come before me today on behalf of the Marquis of Dingyuan?"
The smile on Gu Heng's face slowly disappeared, replaced by an unrestrained scrutiny.
“As a prince, how could I not know the threat that the Marquis of Dingyuan’s dominance poses to the royal family?” Following Jiang Yu’s guidance, Gu Qingfeng said, “I just feel that Zhao Song’s status is not high enough.”
"oh?"
"My elder brother is the crown prince. If he can go to war with the army, it will definitely help to unite the morale of the army and the people."
After Gu Qingfeng finished speaking, even Gu Heng was stunned.
Isn't his second son afraid that Ling'er's position as crown prince will become more and more secure every day?
"Is that really what you think?"
“If it weren’t for my leg ailment, I would definitely have pleaded for myself.”
......
Gu Qingfeng's words were like a seed planted in Gu Heng's heart.
Under Jiang Yu's instruction, people gradually began to question Gu Heng's decision to appoint Zhao Song instead of Jiang He, and Zhao Song's old, trivial matters were brought up again.
Under pressure from both sides, Gu Heng summoned Gu Qingling to the Taihe Hall.
"Ling'er, I intend to appoint you as my deputy general, to lead troops into battle alongside Zhao Song."
Gu Heng's words struck Gu Qingling's heart like a thunderbolt: "The main reason I asked you to come along is to appease the morale of the army. If we return victorious, Ling'er, you will also have a certain prestige in the army."
The benefits offered by Gu Heng were so tempting that Gu Qingling agreed almost without thinking.
"Xu Dong, find a way to get the wizard into the palace. I have important matters to discuss with him."
Gu Qingling's eyes were full of ambition and the morale of his troops, which was what he lacked most right now.
The wizard disguised himself and entered the palace again, but this time, he was captured in an instant by the guards who had been waiting for him.
"A miracle doctor?"
With his head covered by a black cloth, his hands tied behind his back and also covered by a black cloth, his whole body was wrapped up tightly.
"Who? Who on earth wants to harm this old man?"
Even a wizard who prided himself on having seen it all couldn't help but feel a little flustered at this moment.
"Why do you have poppies, a specialty of the Di Kingdom?" Inside the dark dungeon, Jiang Yu, dressed in a fiery red dress, had cold eyes and a sharp brow.
“You are a remnant of the Di Kingdom. How could the Di Kingdom possibly have a divine physician?” Jiang Yu didn’t wait for the shaman’s reply and continued to speak to herself, “The Di people are skilled at making poisons, and besides, you can stay by Gu Qingling’s side…”
"Di Kingdom sorcerer, I haven't mistaken you for someone else, have I?"
The wizard trembled, "Empress Daqing!"
"Since I can capture you, I can capture the other remnants of the Di Kingdom in the capital." Jiang Yu laughed, but it sounded even more chilling to the wizard. "With a wave of my hand, your Di Kingdom's hard-earned business in the capital will be completely destroyed."
"What exactly does Your Majesty intend to do?"
"I don't necessarily want to kill them all, but a friend of mine has been poisoned, and I want to know the cure."
Wanji stepped forward and cut the black cloth in front of the wizard's eyes. By the light of the candle, the wizard saw a painting depicting Gu Lin's arm.
"This poison is on the other side, and there is no cure for it."
The flame that had risen in the wizard's heart was extinguished; he could not cure the poison.
"Since you cannot solve this, you should all go and be buried with my friend."
Jiang Yu turned and left, only Wan Ji, who was following closely behind her, saw Jiang Yu's trembling hand under her sleeve.
There is no cure.
"Your Majesty, what should we do next?" Wanji pursed his lips and asked softly.
But Jiang Yu suddenly stopped, reached out and clutched her chest, the intense pain making it hard for her to breathe.
"Following the clues Ling Hai gave us, we should find a suitable opportunity to have A Yan capture the other remnants of the Di Kingdom in the capital."
A few days ago, Ling Hai gave Jiang Yu a list, saying that it was a list of remnants of the Di Kingdom that Gu Lin had asked him to investigate.
Gu Lin then presented this secret report to her and Ayan.
Back in her room, Jiang Yu lay down on the bed, exhausted. Ling Mama gently lowered the bed curtains for her.
"Granny, where is Ayan?"
"Your Highness, the Third Prince asked for leave from Master Meng today. He said he was going to the Marquis of Dingyuan's residence before he left."
"knew."
Jiang Yu slowly closed her eyes. What should she do if even the Di Kingdom's sorcerers couldn't cure the poison?
What method can be used to save Gu Lin?
......
Lingshan.
Master Jingyuan, who was in seclusion for cultivation, seemed to sense something and softly recited a Buddhist chant.
Lingshan was cold and shady, but Master Jingyuan seemed oblivious to it, sitting calmly in front of a Buddha statue wearing only a single robe.
“Buddha, your disciple has broken a taboo by attempting to tell the fortune of a worldly person.” Master Jingyuan, with kind eyes, gazed devoutly at the Buddha statue before him. “This person can control life and death in the human world, and I have been unable to calculate his fate for a long time.”
“Strangely, this is the only time I have been able to calculate his fate.”
"In the desolate sea, a true dragon emerges."
Once this ordeal is over, peace and prosperity will follow.
As he spoke, a smile appeared on Master Jingyuan's lips. The world was divided and the people were suffering from the war. When he first saw Gu Lin, he saw a man covered in wounds with a surge of dragon breath purple energy behind him.
"Amitabha Buddha, whether the tribulation of love is good or bad depends on the fate of this Emperor Zhaoyuan."
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