The number one rebel of the Great Wu

Seeing that Shen Qingci seemed genuinely angry, the two quickly stopped playing around and put the food box away.

After all, the bond between master and servant over so many years is no joke.

Even though she knew these two mischievous kids were just playing around with her, Shen Qingci didn't blame them much.

She gave a soft hum and walked towards her own palace.

Soon after, Chen Changgeng returned to his room.

He closed the door, ignored everything else, and began studying the booklet he had brought from the palace.

The more he studied, the more serious his expression became.

"Damn it!"

"Of all places to hide, you had to hide in...!"

As soon as Chen Changgeng finished translating, he stomped his foot and roared angrily.

This guy actually hollowed out the legs of the dragon throne and stuffed the second half of the manual into them.

Finally, the chair legs were reattached.

All these years, and no one has noticed anything amiss!

That's true. Once the dragon throne is placed somewhere, it's unlikely that anyone will touch it.

And no one would have thought that someone would be so bold as to hide something inside the dragon throne!

Chen Changgeng looked both amused and exasperated.

The fact that he was so well hidden also suggests that this person's identity is definitely not ordinary.

At least, he had a deep friendship with one of the emperors of the Great Wu Kingdom.

The problem now is, what reason will Chen Changgeng find to break Xiao Jingtian's dragon throne legs?

Hmm... wait a minute.

The one sitting on that dragon throne now is not Xiao Jingtian.

It's Xiao Ce!

Oh no, this is even more difficult now!

……

And this moment.

Thousands of miles away, on the border of the Great Wu Kingdom, lies the Jiang family.

Inside the courtyard, one after another, men clad in armor poured in, almost all of them with grim faces.

Even when they meet, they simply nod and greet each other, and almost no one says a word more.

"Ahem!"

A moment later, Jiang Boheng and Jiang Baiwei came out of the courtyard.

The people who were leaning or standing suddenly perked up, accompanied by a clattering sound of their armor.

Everyone turned to look at the grandfather and grandson.

"Brother, are we really going to start a war with the Japanese and the Di people over such a small thing?"

Standing at the very front was a strategist who was not much younger than Jiang Boheng.

He is General Jiang's younger brother, Jiang Boyue.

The two were the last remaining members of the Jiang family of their generation.

The others either died in battle or have already passed away.

At this moment, the two of them are also the backbone of the entire Jiang family.

"Our Jiang family has always stayed on the frontier and has no intention of developing in the capital."

"Isn't it all to avoid trouble from both the court and the public?"

"Uncle, why did you all end up taking on this trouble on your trip?"

A young and impetuous general was somewhat dissatisfied.

Today, the first batch of provisions and supplies urgently sent by Xiao Ce has arrived.

Two hundred thousand shi of grain and five hundred thousand taels of silver.

Admittedly, this is already a considerable reserve for the Jiang family now.

In fact, everyone knew that there would be more to come.

But the Jiang family is of one mind.

No one would have a crooked idea just because they coveted such a small thing.

This time, Jiang Boheng gathered everyone together, so he took the opportunity to ask them what to do.

"The situation in the capital is no longer one that we can simply sit here and watch from the sidelines."

Jiang Boheng sighed softly.

"On this occasion of His Majesty's birthday, all the envoys from various countries harbored ulterior motives."

"They've gathered all their strength to trip us up."

"Our Great Wu has been fighting for years. Although we have had a few years of rest, we are still in a weak state."

"They then thought of taking advantage of the chaos to loot!"

"Our Jiang family absolutely cannot stand idly by."

Jiang Boheng's voice was calm.

He wasn't trying to stir up trouble; he was just stating a fact.

He knew better than anyone that the Jiang family had been guarding the border for the Xiao family for over a hundred years.

Along this border stretching for hundreds of miles, lie the bones and loyal souls of countless members of the Jiang family.

Despite giving so much, the Jiang family has never received any reward they deserve.

The vast majority of young people in the Jiang family currently have grievances about this.

However, he cannot help but mention his sense of national and familial responsibility.

However, as Jiang Boheng had predicted, the reaction at the scene was not significant.

The vast majority of the Jiang family members lowered their heads.

"We can't keep making my Jiang family bleed!"

"I heard that more people are coming from the capital. We're the ones shedding blood, but they're getting all the credit..."

The young men began to complain quietly.

Immediately, some commotion broke out in the courtyard.

"I know all of that."

Jiang Boheng opened his mouth slightly.

"But at this critical juncture, our Jiang family has no other choice."

"Our Jiang family has deep roots in Yunzhou, so we can't..."

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Jiang Baiwei's expression changed instantly, and she immediately shouted.

At this moment, Jiang Baiwei was standing next to Jiang Boheng, and was even respectfully addressed as "Little General" by the guards who had taken her to the capital.

In reality, there were no real positions held by the Jiang family.

In other words, they have no status whatsoever.

After all, the Jiang family was founded on the military!

The two young men she had just yelled at, although they were of the same generation as Jiang Baiwei, were actually her cousins.

In reality, he was at least a proper military officer, and at best, a lieutenant general.

After being scolded by Jiang Baiwei, his face was naturally full of dissatisfaction.

"When did it become your turn to speak!"

"that is!"

"How long have you been in the army? How much blood have you shed for the Jiang family? How many times have you been wounded?"

"They're just taking advantage of their good looks..."

"You bastard!"

Seeing that they dared to say such things, the elders of those straightforward kids immediately turned around and gave them a good beating.

Then he turned and looked apologetically at Jiang Baiwei.

This is the predicament that Jiang Baiwei has always faced in the Jiang family.

She was a woman, and no matter how good her martial arts skills or how strategic her abilities were, she couldn't truly go to the battlefield.

He was constantly ostracized and looked down upon by his clan.

Thinking of this, Jiang Baiwei secretly clenched her fists.

If a fight really breaks out, those two bastards might not be a match for me!

"These people... are absolutely stupid!"

"You can't even understand such a simple question."

"If the Jiang family dares to defy the imperial decree at this moment, they will immediately become a piece of fat meat caught between two forces, teetering on the brink of collapse."

"Become the front line on the battlefield!"

"At that time, not only the Jiang family, but a third of Yunzhou will be completely swallowed up by the flames of war!"

Jiang Baiwei gritted her teeth and looked at them with disdain.

"Compared to Chen Chang-geng, you are far inferior!"

Just then, Jiang Boheng raised his hand and patted Jiang Baiwei's shoulder reassuringly.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Boheng made a suggestion that left Jiang Baiwei completely dumbfounded.

"I know that you are all thinking about making a name for yourselves."

"We want to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy before the imperial army arrives."

I think it's fine.

"Today, anyone who dares to sign a pledge will be allowed to go!"

"A five-hundred-strong Di vanguard force has appeared over Beihui Mountain."

"I can give you a hundred men; who wants this first merit?"