The Empire will continue to win

A crumpled piece of straw paper, titled "A Petition for Justice Written in Blood," circulated among the young cadets. After reading it, everyone was filled with indignation.

A bright red wedding dress, former classmates, every word written in tears~

More importantly, the noble navy cannot be allowed to be ridden and humiliated by the army.

"Gentlemen, what do you mean?"

"We're classmates, so we should help each other out if we can."

"But the imperial court has already sentenced Senior Shen to death. Won't our protest be seen as openly opposing the court?"

"We didn't, don't talk nonsense. All the cadets of the Naval Petty Officer School actively support the imperial court. What we're dissatisfied with is that even if Senior Shen is guilty, he should be executed by our navy. What does it have to do with the army? This involves procedural justice."

"That's right, Brother Shen, you were born a member of the Navy, and you'll die a member of the Navy."

"If the Army dares to execute a Navy senior today, I don't even dare to think about what the Army will do tomorrow." A loud-voiced sergeant raised his fist.

That's right~

Outraged.

The United Empire has its own unique national circumstances, and its land and sea conflicts have a long history.

The young sons of Hoongui are even less afraid of causing trouble; they believe that the law does not punish the masses, so what are they afraid of?

Of course, the good relationships that Shen Moqing, a senior in the third year, usually had also played a part.

.........

"Let's go petition together."

Fifteen minutes later~

Hundreds of naval cadets, carrying military flags, beating small drums, and carrying command swords, marched into the capital in a standard three-column marching formation, full of pride and high spirits.

We entered through Deshengmen.

Navy is rife with superstition!

"This is the capital city, a place of great importance. What are you trying to do?"

During the march, they were stopped by the yamen runners of Shuntian Prefecture, but after being slapped a few times, the runners learned what it meant to be a noble son of a high-ranking official.

For a servant to dare interfere in his master's affairs is truly outrageous.

Within the queue, a group of seemingly respectable but actually privileged sons of the Shen family were particularly excited. Damn, it had been a long time since they'd acted like spoiled brats, and they were now yelling and shouting along with the legitimate sons of noble families as they were being whipped.

As we approached Prince Gong's Mansion.

"stop!"

The patrol team belonging to the 1st Division of the Kinki Army finally arrived. The officer on duty was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He ordered his superiors to be informed while trying to intercept them.

"Navy matters, you army personnel get out of the way."

It's unclear which loud, unscrupulous person gave a shout, but the crowd was greatly encouraged, and the group broke through the blockade in a spectacular fashion, pushing and shoving each other, and even exchanging blows.

The scene was in complete chaos.

Du Yulan, standing on the outside of the fighting scene, had beads of sweat on her forehead. Success or failure hinged on this moment, but it didn't matter. If she lost, she would simply hang herself with a white silk ribbon and go to the underworld to accompany her husband.

The Three Obediences and Four Virtues.

I'd rather die than abandon it!

Finally~

"Stop! Stop! The Prince has arrived!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Prince Gong, a member of the imperial family who was second only to the emperor and held the position of Grand Secretary, arrived riding a magnificent Akhal-Teke horse.

Holding a revolver, he pointed it at the crowd.

"Are you all going to rebel?"

Whoosh~

The naval officers knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, "Please, Your Highness, hand Shen Moqing over to the Ministry of the Navy for processing."

So that's what it was about!

Prince Gong breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sheathed his gun, and said loudly, "The most important matters of the state are sacrifice and war. Desertion in battle is an unforgivable crime. You all return to camp immediately. I will report today's events to the emperor truthfully."

Du Yulan seized the opportunity, broke through the crowd, and rushed towards Prince Gong.

"stop!"

"Your Highness, I have come here on behalf of my husband, Shen Moqing, to present you with a letter to the Empress Dowager."

The scene fell silent instantly.

The young men of Xun Gui all paled. Oh no! They'd all been used as pawns by this sly Shen Moqing. So this kid was up to no good!

The letter he wrote definitely contained some bad intentions.

.........

Prince Gong's face darkened, and he gestured to the guards to take the so-called "Letter to the Empress Dowager Cixi".

A stack of crumpled toilet paper?

The moment he opened his eyes, his eyelids twitched violently.

table of Contents:

Chapter One – Beware! The Next Palace Coup is Brewing

Chapter Two – To Secure Internal Order, One Must First Resist External Enemies

Chapter Three – On the Necessity of the Great Victory in Goryeo

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Prince Gong no longer had the courage to read any further.

Damn you, Shen Moqing! You've thrown a bomb into my arms, and I dare not throw it away. If it suddenly explodes one day, I'll be responsible.

This letter involves the royal family, or perhaps it points to a possible coup.

Regardless of whether the content is true or false, it must be reported immediately.

This isn't a matter of intelligence; it's a matter of loyalty, a matter of attitude, and the most important political correctness for a subject!

Besides, his 26-year-old sister-in-law is as wicked as a scorpion's tail.

.........

Prince Gong composed himself and looked around at everyone.

"Keep everything that happened today a secret. Otherwise, you'll lose your heads. I don't care if you're in the army or the navy, leave your badges and go back to your camps."

Everyone fell silent, quickly making way for each other.

Oh no, I'm in big trouble now.

Some of the noble children were so frightened that they turned pale. The more noble the family, the more they knew what the untouchable high-voltage lines were.

Fighting, bullying men and women, embezzling military funds, and dereliction of duty are not problems.

The real question is only one thing—loyalty to the imperial power?

"What's your name?"

"Lan'er, a commoner."

"Someone, please invite this Miss Lan'er into the carriage." Prince Gong's tone was slightly strange. Lan'er? In this world, any woman named Lan'er is no pushover.

"Yes."

The turmoil was thus averted.

But an even bigger storm has formed, and at its center is—Shen Moqing.

.........

.........

Forbidden City.

The Imperial Garden.

Empress Dowager Yi, or Empress Dowager Xi, and her son were chatting in an octagonal pavilion near the lotus pond, but the atmosphere was not very warm.

"Mother, besides, Dongsang is a small and insignificant country, poor and weak. How can our great nation, rich and powerful, avoid war? In the future, once the court and the public learn the truth about the war against Goryeo, how do you plan to explain it to the world?"

"My son, you are still young~"

"Although I am young, I believe that governing a country should be based on treating all people with sincerity. It would be better to reveal the truth as soon as possible to avoid being put on the defensive in the future."

"Enough! Are you against regency?"

Emperor Xuanwu looked at his mother, whose face was contorted with anger, and his heart sank lower and lower.

He just turned 12 this year, and according to custom, he will soon be able to take charge of the government. However, he has been saddled with a mother who is obsessed with power.

What's worse is that her mother is still very young.

The path to taking full power seems far off.

Empress Dowager Cixi realized she had spoken out of turn, turned around, her eyes slightly red, and watched the young palace maids who were ordered to row boats to pick lotus flowers playing in the distance of the lotus pond.

There was a time when I was just as carefree as I am now.

Now, however, I am plagued by nightmares every night.

The imperial physicians, after examining the emperor's pulse, always said that the emperor was in good health and should be free from any problems.

Yes.

How can mental illness be cured?

She couldn't very well tell the imperial physician that she was actually worried about her political enemies plotting a coup, about the depletion of the Ministry of Revenue's tax revenue, about regional separatism in the southeast, about harassment from foreign enemies overseas, and about factional infighting in the court.

The United Empire is like the former emperor; it appears strong on the surface, but in reality, it has long been hollowed out.

You ask me why I know so much?

Because I was born into a commoner family, and after entering the palace, I was sexually assaulted by the late emperor every night.

In this Forbidden City, no one understands the weakness of the empire better than me, and no one understands the weakness of the late emperor better than me.

.........

"Master, Sixth Master has arrived. He says he has something extremely important to report to you in person, and there is no time to lose." The trusted eunuch An Dehai quietly approached.

"Okay~"

Empress Dowager Cixi snorted coldly, abandoned her dejected son, and strode away.

The mother is strong and the son is weak.

The struggle for imperial power has always been like this.