Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Peace was established by the general, but the general is not allowed to see peace.

This is a tragedy for the entire society.

Of course, the consequences were also severe.

The Song dynasty, having lost its backbone, was now crippled, and no one dared to speak of a northern expedition again.

He was feeling sentimental, but Xiao Pengju was so anxious he was almost crying.

He grabbed Chen Shao's sleeve and pleaded:

"Your Majesty, I truly can kill the enemy! Give me a knife, and I guarantee I'll bring back two heads."

The little guy is quite stubborn.

Chen Shao decided to change his strategy.

"I have a question for you: if you went to the battlefield now, how many people could you kill?"

"One? Two at most!"

"But what if you wait a few more years? You can study military strategy thoroughly, hone your martial arts skills, and by the time you grow as tall as... your uncle..."

Chen Shao was somewhat guilty when he said that.

He felt he didn't deserve it.

But to others, it's shocking.

His Majesty refers to himself as his uncle; this little guy's future is already secured.

"At that time, you will have the ability to defeat ten thousand men, and you will be able to hold off an army of thousands by yourself. Would you choose to kill one person or ten thousand?"

The boy was trembling all over as he listened.

That's because of resentment.

He would definitely prefer to choose the one who can defeat ten thousand men, but now his restless heart is simply too tempting to suppress.

"You are still a child, a flower of the motherland."

Chen Shao pointed at Wu Song and the others, "We are going to fight now so that you flowers can be sheltered from the wind and rain."

"For what reason? So that you can grow up and then come back to shelter us from the wind and rain."

"This is our respective mission. Our mission is to protect the present, and your mission is to support the future."

"But I..." Yue Pengju was still not quite willing to give up.

But he couldn't argue with the person in front of him.

"There are no 'buts' about it. Unless I die in battle, it won't be your turn to go to the battlefield, you brat!"

Wu Dong stood behind, carrying his broadsword, and heard everything that had just been said clearly from beginning to end.

His Majesty's words made him feel quite ashamed.

A surge of hot blood rushed to my chest, urging me to burst forth.

He almost knelt down: Your Majesty is right!

Chen Shao did not linger any longer, and his army set off.

Ma Yaozu led the way.

With Wu Song around, Chen Shao wasn't afraid of him escaping.

With the addition of the Dragon Subduing Gang brothers and the newly recruited guards, the team totaled a thousand men.

The rest were left in Huaiyuan, in case of unforeseen circumstances.

The team stretched into a long black line in the night, speeding towards Weibo.

As dawn approached, the outline of Weibo City appeared on the horizon.

......

Inside the Prince Zhao's mansion, the atmosphere remained one of peace and prosperity, filled with singing and dancing.

Although his plan to take advantage of the chaos to enter the capital last time failed.

But this did not prevent Chen Du from still being the King of Zhao.

Even back in Weibo, he was still a local tyrant.

Moreover, this time he sent his top advisors to Huaiyuan Prefecture to participate in the coup.

Perhaps an imperial edict will arrive soon, ordering him to go to the capital to maintain order.

At that time, we will first seize the emperor and command the princes, then take the emperor's sister-in-law Yuwen Xingye as our own, and a few years later we will make a three-fold resignation.

This life can be considered complete.

Chen Du lay sprawled on the brocade couch, his robes wide open, revealing his white belly.

His lecherous eyes darted back and forth over the dancers in the hall.

These were all concubines he had carefully selected.

Each and every one of them was exceptionally beautiful and talented.

The dancers, draped in thin veils, swayed their hips.

Inside the hall, women were having a great time.

A pretty maid whispered a few words in his ear.

King Zhao chuckled lewdly upon hearing this, and stood up while rubbing his hands together.

He took a silk scarf from the maid, covered his eyes, let out a strange cry, and lunged down into the hall.

"My beauties, don't run away, let me touch you."

The dancers screamed and scattered, while King Zhao, blindfolded, ran wildly through the hall.

Have a great time.

He lunged and grabbed at everything, and suddenly grabbed a fat and strong figure.

King Zhao laughed heartily:

"Oh, when did such a voluptuous woman arrive?"

Without saying a word, he started kissing her indiscriminately.

The person in his arms was already trembling so badly that he could barely eat.

This undoubtedly made King Zhao even more smug.

"Hey, it's shaking already?"

"I haven't even used my full power yet."

He ripped off his blindfold.

The smile froze on his face instantly.

King Zhao blinked hard, then realized he wasn't dreaming.

The woman in his arms was not some voluptuous beauty, but his eldest nephew, Ma Yaozu.

"You bastard! Ugh! You're disgusting!"

Ma Yaozu forced a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Uncle... Uncle..."

"Damn it..."

Chen Du was furious and raised his hand to slap him. Only then did he see that there was a group of burly men standing behind Ma Yaozu.

Each of them held knives and spears, exuding a murderous aura.

He hurriedly looked around and saw a young man standing by the wall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the peacock perched on a branch on the wall.

They watched it with great interest.

"What...what's going on..."

Ma Yaozu knelt down abruptly, pointing at Chen Shao, his voice trembling:

"Uncle! This is His Majesty..."

King Zhao shuddered.

His legs went weak, and he scrambled to his feet and fell behind Chen Shao.

He performed a deep bow with utmost respect.

He wasn't stupid; upon seeing this, he immediately understood what had happened.

The arrest of Ma Yaozu indicates that the Huaiyuan coup has failed.

He was a little flustered because he didn't see Wu Wenyong.

Without Mr. Wu, his mind wouldn't be able to function properly.

He bowed slightly:

"Your subject Chen Du pays his respects to Your Majesty! I was unaware of Your Majesty's arrival and have failed to greet you properly; I deserve to die for this!"

Chen Shao didn't turn around, but pointed to the peacock on the branch.

"King Zhao, are you planning a rebellion?"

King Zhao trembled with fear and obediently kowtowed on the ground.

Although Ma Yaozu was in the other party's hands, he was not afraid of that.

Just say you were unaware and that it was all your subordinates' misbehavior; Chen Shao can't just pin a crime on you, can he?

"Your Majesty, you are wise! I am utterly loyal to the Great Yan Dynasty and have no disloyal intentions whatsoever. How can you say such a thing, Your Majesty!"

"No disloyalty? Then what do you mean by hanging this painting? Are you telling me that even if this bird perches on a branch, it's still just an ordinary bird and can never become a phoenix?"

King Zhao suddenly felt a toothache.

"Your Majesty, I had no such intention. This is just an ordinary peacock painting. I simply thought it was beautiful and had no other purpose."

Chen Shao feigned sudden realization.

"Oh, so this bird is called a peacock."

"It's true what they say, there are all sorts of birds in a big forest; I don't even recognize one."

Chen Shao turned around, his gaze suddenly falling on the white tiger skin on the main seat, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Pointing at the tiger skin, he angrily said:

"What do you mean? There's an ordinary bird up there, but a tiger down below. The tiger sits on the branch, are you trying to tell the whole world that you, Chen Du, are the tiger in this house? Are you trying to rebel?"

King Zhao collapsed to the ground with a thud, then hurriedly got up and knelt down again.

What kind of living Yama is this?!

"Your Majesty, this tiger skin was not obtained by me. It was given to me by the Emperor Emeritus as a reward when I happened to be there to save him in a dangerous situation!"

"I only placed it on my seat out of gratitude for the Emperor Emeritus's kindness; I have absolutely no intention of disloyalty!"

"I swear to Heaven, if I have uttered even the slightest lie, may I be struck by lightning!"

"Oh, I see."

Chen Shao nodded slightly, his expression softening somewhat.

Smiling, he helped King Zhao up.

"Uncle, I have misunderstood you."

But then he looked up and saw the dancer standing there trembling.

Chen Shao was furious again:

"What the hell? Who dances fully clothed?!"