"However, I vaguely heard on the way that there seemed to be rebels heading towards Qingzhou?"
"I wonder if this is true? If there really is a rebel attack, we are powerless and will probably only be a burden to the desolate mountain!"
Upon hearing this, the students and scholars of the Imperial Academy who had been furious turned pale and erupted in uproar.
"What? Rebels?"
"Is that really true?!"
"That damned Xiao Zhen! He's sending us straight into the tiger's den!"
In an instant, exclamations and curses rose and fell from the crowd.
The scholar's aloofness that he had just maintained vanished in an instant.
Fear quickly spread among the crowd.
After all, in their minds, no matter how much divine protection this desolate mountain might have, it was still just a remote place.
How can we withstand the rebel army that even the imperial court finds troublesome?
Xu Rurong watched their expressions change in an instant, but her eyes remained calm and composed.
"So, what you're all worried about is the impending rebels."
"They're just a bunch of rabble; they probably can't even cross the border of Qingzhou. What's there to worry about?"
"This matter has already spread throughout the entire Huangxian County. Even the three-year-old children in Huangxian County remained calm and composed after hearing about it."
"Gentlemen from the capital, why are you so panicked by such a trivial matter?"
Xu Rurong spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.
However, those who heard these words were speechless.
What does it mean for a three-year-old to be calm and collected, while they are panicked and flustered?
How can these be the same? What does a three-year-old know? And is an attack by rebels a trivial matter?
A group of renowned scholars, along with their students, sighed deeply, thinking that they were completely finished this time and had fallen into a trap!
What should we do?
As for those old, unyielding ministers, they all sighed.
This time, they may never see His Majesty again!
"Take them away!" Xu Rurong waved her hand without giving them a chance to react.
A group of believers from the desolate mountains quickly brought these newcomers to the factory.
Several veteran officials were wiping away tears behind his back.
Your Majesty, where are you?
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