We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

Hardships and misfortunes began with the first classic text, and the war left only desolation around the stars.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering.

In the Qiankun Palace, heaven and earth are overturned; in the heart of the new stone city, things flourish.

Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty and history.

Zhou Tiancheng used Wen Tianxiang's famous works; he wouldn't use anything that wasn't a famous work.

He made a slight change to one or two lines, and the entire poem's stance immediately shifted.

This poem seems to have been written from the perspective of the retired emperor, or perhaps it was the crown prince's last words in Xinshi City... Even though Zhou Tiancheng hadn't set off yet, the poem was indeed completed.

The censor was completely stunned.

Not only him, but everyone behind him stared at the Crown Prince in astonishment.

No.

No one informed them that the Crown Prince possessed such poetic talent.

As the saying goes, "Since ancient times, no one has ever escaped death; let our loyal hearts shine in history."

Let's put it this way: even if Zhou Tiancheng weren't the crown prince, he could still make a name for himself in history because of this statement.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

The censor's voice was choked with emotion.

He recalled Kazan's rudeness towards Zhou Rui in the Qiankun Hall of the imperial court, and the helplessness of the court officials in the face of the gold medal and the letter.

It was this young man who stepped forward and took on the responsibility.

This poem has made him realize that such a talented person is about to go to his death in Northern Xia. How can he accept this?

This is such a waste!

Zhou Tiancheng is an award-winning actor, so he naturally captured his emotions.

He immediately pressed his advantage, transforming into a caring older brother figure, appearing magnanimous and patting the censor on the shoulder with a smile.

"Alright, there's no need to be sad for me. If I die in Northern Xia, then I'll have achieved my wish."

"The Great Qian no longer needs to worry about the Emperor Emeritus, nor does it need to compensate the Northern Xia with tens of millions of taels of silver. By all accounts, I've actually made a profit."

"If the historian were to write another entry for me, my name would be recorded in history. Wouldn't that be magnificent?"

"You should be happy for me."

The censor was far from happy.

He was the kind of person who was rather slow to understand, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized why Zhou Tiancheng insisted on going to Beixia.

If Zhou Tiancheng dies in Northern Xia, then the Great Qian can launch an attack on Northern Xia, ignoring the existence of the retired emperor.

Is this Zhou Tiancheng's real purpose?

The censor's heart was breaking at the thought of this.

How could such a prince be sent to his death?

The imperial censor wept bitterly.

"Your Highness's intentions are truly commendable, yet we have misunderstood you; we deserve to die!"

Zhou Tiancheng shook his head.

"Hey, what's wrong with you taking precautions?"

"I've thought about the questions you've considered, and now I can give you the answers."

"If I return victorious, these death row inmates will be spared the death penalty, but they will not escape punishment. They will either stay in the army camp for life or stay in prison for life. I will never let them cause trouble for the Great Qian Dynasty."

"Now, can you all rest assured?"

The censor gave Zhou Tiancheng a deep look.

"His Highness the Crown Prince is a man of profound wisdom and foresight; how could we not be at ease?"

"Here, I wish His Highness a speedy and triumphant return!"

"When that time comes, I will definitely visit you again. I hope Your Highness will not find me unworthy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the officials behind him who considered themselves to be upright and honest also stood up one by one.

"We eagerly await His Highness's triumphant return!"

"If there is a future, I will certainly drink a cup with Your Highness!"

What do these people do?

A model for scholars across the land.

Let's put it this way: when Zhou Tiancheng hosted the Drunken Spring Breeze Banquet for all the officials, at least the others sent servants to explain, but these people in front of us didn't even send servants; they completely ignored Zhou Tiancheng.

But now?

They looked at Zhou Tiancheng with genuine affection, hoping he would return from Beixia and drink with them then.

This also indicates that the last segment of Zhou Tiancheng's power structure is in place.

We're just waiting for his triumphant return from Northern Xia!

Watching the group leave, Zhou Tiancheng's straight spine suddenly bent, and he reverted to his usual carefree and decadent demeanor.

"Talking to these scholars is exhausting."

"However, the results are quite good. With their endorsement, it will be much easier for us to recruit some scholars in the future."

When Steward Liu saw him sitting in the chair without any regard for his image, he immediately shook his head.

"Your Highness, if they saw this, I'm afraid they would immediately vent all their emotions."

Zhou Tiancheng rolled his eyes.

"It's just the two of us here. If I had to act all the time, I would have been exhausted long ago."

"Old Liu, you're one of us, not like them. Please forgive us."

Manager Liu's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.

"Your Highness, rest assured, this old servant is not one to gossip."

"As for you, Your Highness, you should go to the palace to see His Majesty. He's probably been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhou Tiancheng was getting annoyed.

He's having to act again, and playing someone else's son in particular; he's finding it a bit too much to handle.

"Alright, alright, have someone prepare the carriages and horses, I'll head to the palace now."

By this point, Zhou Tiancheng had basically finished dealing with all his miscellaneous affairs in Kyoto.

Only one hurdle remains: meeting Zhou Rui.

This is a scene of a son facing his father's departure before embarking on a long journey.

On the carriage, Zhou Tiancheng mentally considered all the possible scenarios.

For example, Zhou Rui would cry and beg him not to go, and might even hand over the throne to him, after which Zhou Rui would personally lead the expedition.

Or, Zhou Rui might weep bitterly, feeling that he had wronged the Crown Prince.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Tiancheng felt a little smug.

But to his surprise, when he entered the Imperial Study, he saw Zhou Rui's serious face.

"Has the Crown Prince arrived?"

"sit."

Five simple words, devoid of any emotion, left Zhou Tiancheng completely bewildered.

Something's not right here.

He sat down, bewildered.

Zhou Rui then spoke.

"With the Duke of Protectorate overseeing the army and Instructor Lin leading the troops, your chances of winning will be much higher, but that's not enough."

"I've made up my mind. I've decided to send Huang Chen there as well. Even if you lose, you must come back alive. Do you understand?"

Zhou Tiancheng nodded in surprise.

He forgot that Zhou Rui was no ordinary father; he was the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Besides weeping bitterly, he could also mobilize the entire power of the Great Qian Dynasty to ensure the success of this operation!

Zhou Rui sat down at that moment, right in front of him, his brows still tightly furrowed.

"Let's not say anything more between father and son."

"But your father can assure you that as long as you return from Northern Xia, regardless of whether you win or lose, your position as Crown Prince will be as secure as a rock!"

In other words, Zhou Rui has no intention of changing the crown prince!

That's good news!

Zhou Tiancheng nodded obediently, then looked up and revealed a worried expression.

"Father, your stomach isn't very good, so remember to eat on time from now on."

Zhou Rui was stunned for a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his originally serious face, and then his eyes turned red.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.