Peace Order

Chapter 1862: Chapter 4: Emperor Ying, Turmoil Across the Land

Have you been won over as well, He Ruo...

Is this the reason why He Ruoqinhu has been standing more firmly by Your Majesty’s side? The Empress, the Royal Family, if the Empress gives birth to a son, the future emperor will be He Ruoqinhu’s grandson.

Thus, a new great aristocratic family and clan are about to emerge.

Wei Yiwen suddenly felt a huge sense of tearing, a strong sense of shame arising from the depths of his heart, making him dizzy and wanting to step forward and stop everything that was about to happen.

But somehow, he couldn’t move his feet.

So, in this kind of self-conflict, today’s court meeting concluded, Your Majesty dispatched a large army to capture Qin Yulong, not necessarily to kill this famous general, but absolutely to control him.

Wei Yiwen slowly walked out.

He looked at the outside world and the court, dazed, while over there, He Ruoqinhu was the same, they stood here, looking at the grand hall, watching the officials dressed in scarlet and purple official robes line up, like ants on the earth, gradually moving away.

Right beneath their feet.

Wei Yiwen was dazed and speechless, he looked at himself with the attitude of an old man, soberly realizing that he had arrived here, made his choice, struggling countless times before making it, but once made, he calmed down.

Even subconsciously calculating in his mind—

Whether it was the Emperor Qin or the Grandmaster Jiang Su, there might not be a clear winner, if the Grandmaster wins, the Daying Kingdom stabilizes, then he will definitely gain fame; but if the Grandmaster loses, no matter whether he follows the late Emperor Jiang Wanxiang’s orders, the outcome would not be much different.

This is not a difficult choice to make.

However, if he wanted to ensure his own survival should the Grandmaster win, there was still one thing to do...

He had to ensure that Emperor Ying Jiang Yuan would not be deposed.

Standing with the same position, he looked at He Ruoqinhu over there, neither of them able to say anything, people are complex by nature, constantly changing, especially under such intense danger and temptation.

As long as one seeks fame, pursues gains, and even desires to protect their children.

The essence of aristocracy and clans will not disappear. freēwēbnovel.com

It’s not a tangible enemy that once defeated, will never rise again.

Wei Yiwen, who had once excelled in writing elegant prose, found himself unable to say a single word today.

He just felt that in the past few years, the late emperor’s tireless efforts against the great aristocratic families had erased their influence, but in these three years, through himself and He Ruoqinhu, they had revived.

Despite all the efforts and bloodshed.

Within three years, it all resurfaced.

Like a bloodsucking vine rooted in the court.

Impossible to kill, impossible to destroy, impossible to eradicate!

Wei Yiwen instinctively gave himself reasons for his choices, even if Jiang Gao ascended the throne, there would be new great families, even under Li Guanyi, there would be aristocracies, it’s something almost unavoidable.

So, what he did was only natural.

After some time, He Ruoqinhu said: "The wind is quite chilly today."

Wei Yiwen forced a smile and said: "Indeed."

They were not in the mood for conversation, their complex emotions couldn’t be shared with others, because they were originally heroes following Jiang Wanxiang in eradicating the stubborn old ways.

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Guilt? Or unwillingness, or, in their hearts, convincing themselves with various excuses.

So they didn’t want to speak.

Wei Yiwen suddenly laughed and said: "Ha, even amid today’s situation, General Yuwen didn’t come, despite His Majesty summoning him..."

He Ruoqinhu nodded.

Wei Yiwen looked at the sky, with complexity, a sigh, and even a hint of envy, softly saying:

"Truly... aloof."

"Yuwen Lie."

At the time when Emperor Ying Jiang Yuan sought to capture Qin Yulong.

King Zhao Jiang Gao made a decisive decision without hesitation, using his connections and resources, taking great risk to escort Qin Yulong and his family out of the city, personally sending them off, startling Qin Yulong when he saw Jiang Gao standing under the pavilion.

Qin Yulong stepped forward and saluted: "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Jiang Gao forced a smile: "How could I not see off General Qin?"

Here, parting sorrow was abundant, Xue Peijun, holding a five or six-year-old child, unwilling to speak, Jiang Gao exchanged a few words with the child, who was quite shy, just turned his head away.

Jiang Gao’s face showed a complex expression, he bent down, looked at the child, and smiled: "The road ahead is long, you must protect your mother, alright?"

The child nodded.

Jiang Gao thought for a moment, then took off the Jade Pendant from his waist and gave it to the child, Qin Yulong was stunned and said: "This, Your Highness, you cannot!"

Jiang Gao raised his hand to stop Qin Yulong, just reached out and touched the child’s hair, saying: "When I was young, my health was not good, my mother personally prayed for this Peace Jade for me, to ensure my lifelong safety, I hope, this child will be safe."

"May both of you also be safe and sound."

Qin Yulong could only sigh, Jiang Gao ordered wine to be brought, saying: "General, before your long journey, please drink this wine." Qin Yulong looked at the sincere Jiang Gao, then at the wine cup, but as he reached out his hand, Xue Peijun caught his sleeve.

Qin Yulong’s hand paused.

Seeing his wife shaking her head.

Now, with strife between two countries, when the tenth greatest general in the world must leave his homeland, who would dare to drink this wine at such a time?