"The princess is of noble birth, and I must select a guard to protect her safety," Yun Beiye raised his voice.
In the palace, there are always people who want to harm his beloved daughter, so he has to choose a guard who is skilled in martial arts and intelligent to protect his daughter's safety.
"Should we select a guard?" The ministers discussed among themselves.
This is a hot potato; if you do it well, you won't get a reward, but if you do it poorly, you'll lose your head.
Does the emperor intend to choose from the court or from swordsmen in the martial arts world?
The military officers looked at each other in bewilderment. Upon hearing that the emperor wanted to summon his guards, they all lowered their heads and shrank behind others, afraid that the emperor would see them.
"The people of the martial world are too murderous, and I cannot trust them. I will choose one from among my beloved ministers!"
As if he could read the ministers' minds, Yun Beiye stated the range of candidates. He looked around, pondering which old man would be most suitable to bring out.
"Don't keep your heads down! Is there gold on the ground? Raise your heads, all of you!"
These people, one after another, are incredibly eager to write memorials to the throne, to tattle and report on others, but when it comes to needing people, they're the first to run away.
"Left Prime Minister, your grandson is about twelve or thirteen years old now, isn't he? I heard he can handle a spear and a sword?" Yun Beiye asked directly, not giving the ministers time to think.
When the emperor summoned him, the Left Chancellor Xue Guangjin was startled and thought to himself, "This is no good job!"
He heard that the little princess was to be thrown into a well on the very night she was born. The harem was fraught with danger and hidden murderous intent, and it was not something a single guard could handle!
"Think carefully before you answer, otherwise, you will be deceiving the emperor." Yun Beiye looked at the Left Prime Minister Xue Guangjin, who had stepped forward, and said this indirectly, his sinister eyes fixed on Xue Guangjin.
That old man is always cunning and sly; he's very clever, so we can't let him get away!
This old man is skilled; he must have passed on his martial arts expertise to his grandson, whose skills must be extraordinary! If he could enter the palace and stay by Duoduo's side, he could definitely protect Duoduo's safety!
"Well, Your Majesty, my grandson is indeed skilled with a spear and a sword, but... he might not be very bright. I'm afraid he might accidentally hurt the little princess if he doesn't know his own strength." Xue Guangjin downplayed the seriousness of the matter, pointing to his head, frowning, waving his hand with an embarrassed expression.
"What are you afraid of? In ten days, I'll send your grandson to the palace. Even my daughter might not be willing to let your grandson be a guard!" After saying that, Yun Beiye waved his hand dismissively.
Left Chancellor Xue Guangjin inwardly groaned, but unable to say anything, he could only stand back down.
Yun Beiye's gaze swept around, finally settling on Deputy General Yang. "Deputy General Yang, it seems your youngest son uses an axe?"
"Your Majesty, my son is unworthy; he knows a few axe tricks but dares not presume to show off his skills before Your Majesty." Vice General Yang sighed inwardly, realizing he hadn't managed to dodge the attack!
"Yes, bring them into the palace in ten days as well." Yun Beiye ignored what Vice General Yang said next and gave the order directly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Commander Xiao, is your nephew nicknamed 'The Archer Who Can Hit a Willow Leaf from a Hundred Pace'?" Yun Beiye noticed the Imperial Guard Commander guarding the entrance to the main hall and suddenly remembered the rumors circulating that a member of the Xiao family's Jin generation had become an archery prodigy. He looked at Commander Xiao and raised his voice to ask.
"Your Majesty, these are just rumors and gossip." Commander Xiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"What's your nephew's name again?" Yun Beiye continued to ask.
“Xiao Jinyu,” Commander Xiao replied, head bowed.
Yun Beiye nodded. "It's this Xuan generation. Okay, bring him into the palace in ten days."
Then Yun Beiye named several ministers and told them to bring their best guards to the palace in ten days.
The ministers whose names were called looked like students being called on by the teacher in class, their faces full of worry. This assignment was too difficult!
"Alright, that's enough for today's morning court session." Yun Beiye waved his hand. It was almost noon, and he had to have lunch with his mother. In the afternoon, he would review memorials, and in the evening, he would have one-on-one talks with ministers. He was extremely busy.
For Yun Beiye, his time is actually very precious.
He gets up at four in the morning to receive ministers who have urgent business.
At six o'clock, select ministers to meet and have breakfast together; at seven o'clock, the morning court begins, where ministers report on major news and important matters one by one; at eleven o'clock, go to Shouchang Palace to listen to the Empress Dowager's instructions and have lunch with the Empress Dowager.
At 1 p.m., he would review memorials and issue imperial edicts; at 3 p.m., he would study the situation of various countries, analyze the terrain, and arrange military formations; at 5 p.m., after having dinner, he would worship his ancestors; at 7 p.m., he would bathe and change clothes; at 8 p.m., he would choose a concubine to serve him in bed. However, since he already had eight sons and one daughter, a total of nine offspring, he did not need to make any further efforts to reproduce, thus saving this step.
In other words, Yunbei Night Market is open from 4 a.m. to 8 p.m. every day, which is a really long day!
"His Majesty!"
Just as Yun Beiye was about to leave the court, a loud, powerful, and penetrating shout suddenly rang out, making the entire court seem to tremble.
Yun Beiye looked closely and saw that it was Sun Ren.
"Your Majesty, I have a son who is both learned and skilled in martial arts. He can wield a knife, sword, and axe, and he can also use a whip. He is truly a first-rate martial arts prodigy!" Sun Ren took a big step and knelt on the open ground in front of the court. When talking about his son, Sun Ren was full of pride, and spittle flew everywhere.
Although Sun Ren was far away, Yun Beiye couldn't help but lean back, afraid that Sun Ren's spittle would splash on him.
Yun Beiye curled his lips. This Sun Ren was really not modest, praising his son like this.
"Why don't I bring my son, Sun Huohuo, into the palace in ten days?!" Sun Ren, the Minister of War, recommended his son in the court.
The ministers glanced at Sun Ren, frowning, and muttered to themselves, "Everyone else avoids him like the plague, but he's deliberately asking for trouble."
I don't know if this guy is genuinely stupid or if he has some kind of conspiracy.
Yun Beiye glanced at Sun Ren, who was speaking loudly and spitting everywhere. Sun Ren was burly, with dark skin, thick eyebrows, a full beard, and two large, bright red eyes that stared fiercely.
He had the air of a tough, burly man with scars.
Seeing Yun Beiye staring at him, Sun Ren hurriedly forced a fawning smile, revealing a set of bright white teeth.
When Sun Ren smiled, his face looked even more eerie.
Yun Beiye shook her head inwardly. If Sun Ren's son looked exactly like him, wouldn't he scare her daughter, Duoduo, to tears?!
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