Xiao Changyi calmly continued to prune the flowers and plants there, and softly comforted An Jing, saying, "What is ant to co will always co."
In mid-October last year, Wufeng conquered Lingyun Country and stood equally with Xiyun. Given Feng Feiming’s eagerness to make a na for himself and beco the master of the world, Xiao Changyi could foresee that this day would soon arrive.
An Jing understood imdiately upon hearing this, and her expression beca grave.
A person dressed like a young general arrived riding a horse at the gate, dismounted, and rushed into the courtyard. Upon seeing Xiao Changyi and An Jing, he knelt down and announced, "King, Queen, an urgent dispatch from 800 li away. Wufeng suddenly concentrated a massive force to attack Qingyun City. Qingyun City was breached, and nearly four thousand civilians inside refused to surrender. Feng Feiming ordered the massacre of the city, and not a single one of those nearly four thousand civilians survived."
Xiao Changyi’s gaze instantly turned cold.
An Jing was furious, "This is outrageous! What cri have the civilians committed!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Feiyan felt even more that Feng Feiming was ruthless and deranged.
Su Yi Jing, Su Yixing, and An Yiqing, upon hearing the young general’s loud report, hurriedly ca out.
Feng Feiming was, after all, Feng Feiyan’s younger brother. Worried that Feng Feiyan would feel upset, Su Yi Jing went straight to Feng Feiyan upon exiting the room and held Feng Feiyan’s hand.
Feng Feiyan gripped his hand back, first shook her head to indicate she was fine, then coldly said, "He deserves to die."
The simple three words showed Feng Feiyan truly no longer regarded Feng Feiming as her brother. Whether Feng Feiming lived or died was naturally irrelevant to her, and Su Yi Jing felt relieved. Then he pushed the wheelchair and brought Feng Feiyan to An Jing and Xiao Changyi’s side.
The young general urgently added, "Nearly four thousand civilians were slaughtered. The Emperor is heartbroken and furious. He has ordered to request the Prince to return to the Imperial City at once, lead troops and march forth, to level Wufeng."
Before Su Yi Jing could accept the order, Xiao Changyi said, "Go back and tell the Emperor, I will personally lead the troops."
"Father, you mustn’t!" Su Yi Jing and the others imdiately objected. His father was already sixty-one years old. Even though he was healthy and did not look his age, sending him to the battlefield—how could they feel at ease?
"Dad," Su Yi Jing quickly added, "it’s better if I lead the troops. Although I don’t have as much experience in leading troops and fighting as you do, Uncle Gong will surely have his people support Xiyun. Flattening Wufeng is not difficult, there’s no need for you to go personally."
By now, Gong Le had already called her father Gong Juechen.
As soon as Gong Juechen entered the courtyard, he laughed heartily: "Indeed, I will certainly have my people support you all. That brat Feng Feiming dared to ruin our peaceful days—if I don’t destroy him, my heart’s hatred won’t be quenched."
Clearly, the world had been peaceful, yet Feng Feiming had stirred trouble upon ascending the throne, and now dared to covet Xiyun. Very well, they would destroy him and let Xiyun unify the world.
An Jing also advised, "Husband, I know Wufeng slaughtered so many of our people, and you are enraged, but the children have grown up now, and we absolutely cannot see you, at your age, going to battle. I think it’s best to let Jing’er lead the troops. When the ti cos, cooperate with Gong Juechen’s people inside and out. Flattening Wufeng will be effortless; there’s simply no need for you to go."
"Father..."
"Grandfather..."
Seeing the sons, daughters-in-law, grandsons, and granddaughters all looking at him with worry, none wanting him to go to battle, Xiao Changyi closed his eyes briefly, suppressed the fire in his heart, and said to Su Yi Jing, "Fine, you will lead the troops."
"Yes, Father!" Su Yi Jing promptly accepted the order.
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