I, a useless prince, started with the Xiang Yu template.

Emperor Qian remained stunned for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter a few seconds later.

The huge weight that had been pressing on my heart for days finally came to a stop.

The anxiety, restlessness, and sleepless nights of worry that had plagued me for days vanished at this moment.

He gripped the armrest of the dragon throne, leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, and his face was full of satisfaction.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"He truly is my good son!"

"I misjudged him before!"

"Who would have thought that the bravest, most resolute, and most spirited child in our Great Qian Dynasty would be the sixth son!"

"Two hundred light cavalry dare to storm the camp of two hundred thousand barbarian soldiers!"

"The enemy's supplies are being burned; I'm left alone to cover their retreat!"

"Such boldness and courage are unmatched among the younger generation in the entire Great Qian Dynasty!"

The civil and military officials below all realized what was happening at that moment.

The previous stunned silence and shock completely transformed into fawning flattery.

The imperial court is inherently a place where sycophants curry favor.

Previously, everyone belittled Chu Yun, calling him a good-for-nothing playboy.

Now that his military achievements are numerous, everyone is rushing to change their tune and praise him.

A white-haired civil official stepped forward first, bowed, clasped his hands, and praised loudly.

"Your Majesty is wise! The Sixth Prince is a natural-born military genius, possessing unparalleled wisdom and courage!"

"A rare talent, unparalleled in history, truly a gift from heaven!"

A military officer clenched his fist, his face full of admiration.

"He single-handedly covered the retreat, slaying nearly a hundred barbarian soldiers! Your Highness's bravery is unparalleled!"

"Such combat prowess is something even our veteran generals would find difficult to achieve!"

"The Sixth Prince single-handedly reversed the tide of the war in the Northern Frontier, saving hundreds of thousands of people in Jing'an. His merits are immeasurable!"

"This is an unparalleled feat! Heaven blesses the Great Qian Dynasty! Heaven blesses His Majesty!"

One praise after another rang out.

Inside the main hall, praises rose and fell.

No one mentions the past of his playboy ways anymore.

Everyone lavished the most beautiful words on Chu Yun.

The coldness and warmth of human nature, and the fickleness of officialdom, are vividly displayed at this moment.

The five princes in the front row had extremely grim expressions.

The eldest prince, Chu Xiong, pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with dark clouds.

The praise around him felt like slaps to his face.

As the eldest son of the legitimate wife, he held a high position for many years and was highly praised by the court officials.

But now, all the glory has been snatched away by Chu Yun alone.

The other four princes remained silent.

In a short time, Chu Yun's status in the court had far surpassed theirs.

On the dragon throne.

Emperor Qian's smile remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, he loudly issued an order.

"Issue my decree!"

"Make a proclamation announcing the great victory in the northern frontier and post it in every prefecture, county, and town across the country!"

"Let the people of the world know that I, the sixth prince of the Great Qian Dynasty, have utterly defeated the barbarian army and secured peace for our northern border!"

"The whole nation celebrates, and the people rejoice together!"

Upon hearing this, all the officials bowed in respect.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

At this moment, a highly experienced senior official stepped forward slowly, cupped his hands, and solemnly offered his advice.

"His Majesty."

"The Sixth Prince has performed such an unparalleled feat, defying the odds and saving the Northern Frontier."

"His contributions are undeniable and universally acknowledged."

"In my humble opinion, he must be richly rewarded and not neglected."

The other officials quickly echoed this sentiment.

"The Prime Minister is absolutely right!"

"The Sixth Prince should be richly rewarded!"

"He should be promoted exceptionally to recognize his contributions!"

Emperor Qian nodded slightly, his expression solemn.

This battle completely changed his opinion of Chu Yun.

The sixth son is no ordinary person; he is brave, resourceful, and decisive in killing, and is absolutely worth cultivating.

"Of course, he should be richly rewarded; such a great achievement cannot be treated lightly."

"However, there's no rush to bestow rewards."

"Wait for the Sixth Prince to lead his troops back to the capital."

"I personally recognized his merits and rewarded him in the Golden Palace, bestowing upon him new titles in front of everyone!"

These words immediately made sense to everyone.

He personally bestowed upon him the title and bestowed upon him a golden palace.

This treatment far surpasses that of any general.

Everyone understands.

From this moment on, the Sixth Prince Chu Yun rose to power.

.........

The meeting dispersed.

Officials, both civil and military, walked out of the Golden Palace in large groups.

The jade steps wind downwards, with a constant stream of people coming and going.

As they walked, the group whispered among themselves, but the topic remained the same: Chu Yun.

"My God, who could have predicted that?"

"The Sixth Prince usually keeps a low profile, but he has been hiding his abilities so well."

"Everyone used to say he was a good-for-nothing playboy, good at everything from eating and drinking to having fun, but good at nothing serious."

"Now that I think about it, they were just hiding their talents and biding their time, displaying great wisdom in a seemingly foolish way."

A civil official shook his head repeatedly, filled with emotion.

"Two hundred riders stormed the camp, set fire to the grain depot, and single-handedly killed the enemy."

"No one in the entire younger generation of the Great Qian Dynasty can match this skill."

The military officer beside him chimed in, "In the battle of the Northern Frontier, the Sixth Prince was deified in one fell swoop."

"The position of crown prince has now become much more unpredictable."

Many seasoned officials had their eyes darting around, their minds racing with calculations.

Someone muttered under their breath, "Looks like it's time to reconsider choosing sides."

Others, more mature and composed, calmly said, "Don't rush, there's no need to express your opinion yet."

"The situation is currently unclear, and the Sixth Prince has just made great contributions, but his foundation is still unstable."

"To rashly attach oneself to another will lead to endless troubles."

"The safest approach is to remain neutral and observe for the time being."

"Who would have thought that the sixth prince, who had been silent for so long, would suddenly rise to prominence?"

"Now that's it, the struggle for the throne among the princes is about to stir up a huge storm."

"From now on, the court will likely never be peaceful again."

Various thoughts and intentions circulated among the officials.

Opportunistic, weighing the pros and cons, and waiting and watching.

This single great victory directly shook up the entire political landscape of the capital.

........

Go down the steps.

The eldest prince, Chu Xiong, walked at the very front.

His face was gloomy, his steps were heavy, and the atmosphere around him was frighteningly low.

The second, third, fourth, and fifth princes walked side by side, following far behind.

The four men spoke in hushed tones, their faces all grim.

"Who would have thought?"

"The usually unremarkable sixth brother was actually hiding his true abilities so well."

"None of us took him seriously before."

"Now look what's happened, we suddenly have an extremely formidable competitor."

The Third Prince snorted coldly, his tone resentful: "He dares to covet the throne?"

The fourth prince sneered, "The position of crown prince is never secured by military merit alone."

"Political connections, support from powerful families, the Emperor's favor, and the prestige of the imperial clan—none of these are indispensable."

The group chatted amongst themselves, their voices filled with apprehension and resentment.

Chu Xiong, who was ahead, stopped in his tracks when he heard the conversation behind him.

He turned around, his eyes cold and his tone disdainful.

"No matter how capable he is, so what?"

"It's nothing but reckless courage."

"Being brave in battle does not guarantee a secure position as the crown prince."

"Military achievements on the battlefield cannot support a country's crown prince."

"Court intrigues, family feuds, and human calculations."

He's still a long way off.

Chu Xiong clenched his fists, his tone icy.

We'll see.

The four princes exchanged glances, their faces showing amused smiles.

The second prince teased softly, "Big brother, you've clearly broken down."

"They used to look down on Lao Liu, but now they're panicking."

Chu Xiong's face grew even uglier. He snorted coldly, said no more, and turned to leave in a long stride.