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

"How will you win? Will there be a war involved?"

Zheng Ye'er not only didn't leave, but took a step forward, and Zhou Tiancheng could even smell her faint fragrance.

At this moment, Zhou Tiancheng realized that Zheng Ye'er was an unqualified military enthusiast.

"What? You want to get involved too?"

Zhou Tiancheng didn't push Zheng Ye'er away; instead, he smiled and seduced her.

Zheng Ye'er blushed and nodded slightly.

"Can I come with you?"

"My dad didn't tell me about this, probably because he didn't want me to know, but I also wanted to see what military training and fighting were like."

Zhou Tiancheng did not refuse; instead, he took the initiative to make a gesture of invitation, inviting Zheng Ye'er into the prison.

He asked questions as he walked.

"Didn't you witness war when you were in northern Xinjiang?"

Zheng Ye'er nodded dejectedly.

"My father wouldn't let me go out. When we were in the northern frontier, there was a group of maids and old women surrounding me in the inner courtyard, and a group of old soldiers outside. I didn't have a chance to go out."

"Once I arrived in Kyoto, I could go out for a stroll from time to time, but I couldn't watch others train and fight."

"Although my father didn't say anything before, I know that he just felt that I was a woman and shouldn't go to the battlefield or see those scenes, but I just couldn't help it."

This girl is still so naive.

Zhou Tiancheng never expected that after asking just one question, this girl would reveal everything.

No wonder they're so easy to fool.

As a film emperor, Chow Tien-cheng has high emotional intelligence and knows exactly what to say at this moment.

He feigned curiosity and asked.

Why do you like military-related things so much?

Zheng Ye'er immediately raised her head excitedly.

"Because of my dad!"

"When I was in the northern border region, outsiders treated me with great respect. They said my father was a great hero of the northern border region and that he was simply a reincarnation of a military god."

"It's a pity my father had no sons, and I was just a girl, otherwise I could have learned from my father how to lead troops into battle."

"Don't you think it's an extraordinary thing when the people of a city revere you, and when you leave, they all kneel down and block your way?"

"I...want to be like my dad."

As she spoke, Zheng Ye'er's voice grew softer.

It is clear that she was dissatisfied with being a woman.

But Chou Tien-cheng is different.

Being born a girl is wonderful!

If Zheng Ye'er were a man, what chance would he have?

Only if Zheng Ye'er is a woman will he have a chance to bring this girl back to the East Palace and then naturally inherit the military power in Zheng Rong's hands!

Zhou Tiancheng immediately laughed.

"If you want to get involved, you need your father's approval."

"Here's what we'll do: go back and talk to your father properly. Tell him you want to come and broaden your horizons, and that the military training in Kyoto is relatively safe, since the weapons used are fake. I don't think your father will refuse."

"I've reserved a few spots for you here. You can bring some of your family's veterans to protect you, how about that?"

Zheng Ye'er was so happy she almost jumped for joy. She didn't even have time to say goodbye before rushing back to the Duke's mansion.

Manager Liu waited until she left before emerging from the shadows.

"Your Highness, this girl doesn't seem very bright; she's not suitable to be the Crown Princess."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and shook his head.

"Then you're wrong. On the contrary, I think she's the perfect candidate for Crown Princess!"

Manager Liu looked puzzled.

Does Zheng Ye'er really have any redeeming qualities?

Zhou Tiancheng provided an explanation.

"To her, we are just two strangers, so of course she won't favor us, but if you think about it carefully, you'll understand."

"When we had a conflict with the Duke, she sided with him without asking right or wrong. This shows that she was siding with her own family and not with the truth."

"When you slapped Zhou An, even though she was reprimanded by the Duke and her hands and feet were restrained, she still cursed at me and even spat at me. She is a woman whose mind is only on her lover."

"Once she becomes the Crown Princess and I become her lover, all her flaws will turn into virtues, because she will only stand on my side!"

Manager Liu was stunned for a moment, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this made sense.

At this moment, Zhou Tiancheng leaned over and spoke in a low voice with a smile.

"And don't you think it's better that she's not smart?"

"A woman like this, I don't need to guess what she's thinking, it's all written on her face. To put it nicely, she's easy to please, and I don't have to worry about the household. To put it bluntly, she's easy to control."

"Think about it again. She's the only daughter of the Duke of Protectorate, and she brought a million soldiers as her dowry. Do you still think she's not good enough?"

Steward Liu immediately spoke up.

"She is the only one suitable to be the Crown Princess!"

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Just as the two of them were busy getting back to work, selecting prisoners and planning the camp, Zheng Ye'er arrived with a few people.

Beside her were not only Bing'er, but also the gatekeeper of the Duke's mansion.

Zhou Tiancheng and Steward Liu exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat helpless.

It wasn't that Zheng Rong was ignorant of etiquette; it's just that none of them expected that Zheng Rong's confidant was that doorman!

If he weren't a trusted confidant, would they have sent him to protect Zheng Ye'er?

Zhou Tiancheng didn't even glance at Zheng Ye'er, and subconsciously walked towards the gatehouse.

"Are you a veteran who followed the Duke?"

The gatekeeper chuckled dismissively.

He looked down on this joke-like training exercise from the bottom of his heart.

True soldiers are those who shed blood.

What's the point of a few people leading five hundred soldiers to fight back and forth?

If you actually took them to the battlefield, they'd probably want to vomit at the sight of blood, let alone fight.

But he still had to give the Crown Prince face, so he could only silently bow to Zhou Tiancheng.

"Xinhua, a native of Fengcheng in the northern frontier, joined the army at the age of twelve and accompanied the Duke in no fewer than five hundred battles, beheading eight hundred people!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tiancheng gasped in shock.

A veteran of a hundred battles!

The key point is that this newcomer is very young, looking only in his thirties or forties.

In the context of the Great Qian Dynasty, he would be considered quite old.

But there are very few veterans of his age who have been through many battles, let alone one who has beheaded eight hundred people!

"What skills do you have?"

Zhou Tiancheng asked a question out of curiosity.

Xinhua's face once again revealed a mocking expression.

"Does the Crown Prince want to ask if I can lift an 800-pound stone like Su Xiu?"

"I really can't do that."

"But once we're on the battlefield, you can ask the Soviet Union if they dare to fight me."

Who is Soviet revisionism?

It took Zhou Tiancheng a while to remember.

Su Xiu was Shi Cheng's subordinate. He could lift a stone weighing 800 jin (400 kg) and had even received a reward from him.

How could such a formidable opponent be no match for Xinhua?

Zhou Tiancheng was immediately tempted.

Even if Zheng Ye'er goes back, we can't go back to Xinhua!

What Zhou Tiancheng lacks most right now is bodyguards.

He needs a Xu Chu, and he also needs a Dian Wei.

Isn't this Xinhua just his Dian Wei?

Zhou Tiancheng immediately burst into laughter, his mouth almost twisted with laughter, and hurriedly invited Zheng Ye'er and the others inside to busy themselves with the training.

But he had already made up his mind.

He has no intention of returning any of the people sent by the Duke of Protectorate!