The chair that came into view was nothing special, it was just a little bigger than an ordinary chair, which could probably accommodate two people sitting in a crowded manner and made of gold.

The chair has been polished smoothly. Although it has been baptized for hundreds of years, it still shines with a yellow and orange light.

With a gentle caress of her clothes, Fengyun slowly sat on it, thinking about the chair that many men had sat on their butts! It was so dirty! If she ascended the throne, she would definitely ask Lan'er to find someone to create a new chair that was bigger and purer than this one.

As for this chair, it is broken because it is gold, and it is sold after it is broken. Wherever it is taken, it is valuable! It is not limited by time, space and time at all.

Feng Yunqing thought about this, and her butt became cold and hard, and she couldn't help frowning. I wonder why those people were fighting for such a broken chair. Being an emperor is actually the hardest, most burdensome and most unbenefitable job in the world.

Pressing down the discomfort under your butt, Fengyun slowly raised his head.

At this moment, she was shocked. She sat alone on a high place, looking down, and everyone lowered their heads and looked down. Suddenly, a sense of vanity and arrogance rose unprecedentedly. At this moment, she suddenly understood why so many people snatched this chair. At this moment, she couldn't tell what it felt.

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

The civil and military officials below, except for Yu Jin and Mei Ruxue, they all crawled on the ground, including Chu Yuanxi.

Yu Jin and Mei Ruxue both looked at her with a smile on their faces, as if they knew what she had just been in her belly and what she was thinking.

Fengyun curled his lips and pulled back his flying vanity and derailed arrogance, and said in a calm and steady voice: "All the Lords... let's calm down!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The civil and military officials stood up in unison.

Feng Yunqing looked down from a high point and spoke lightly again: "Eunuch Chen, where are the two chairs placed on the third jade stairs?"

"Go back to the emperor! Withdraw." Eunuch Chen said immediately.

"Set up again! Please sit down by Mr. Xue and Mr. Yu Jin!" Feng Yun gently waved his sleeves and looked at everyone below: "Do you have any opinions?"

"Go back to the emperor! Young Master Yu Jin and Young Master Xue are the emperors, so they should be the emperor!" The Minister of Rites immediately bowed and said.

"Okay!" Feng Yun nodded gently. Seeing that Eunuch Chen had ordered someone to lift him up, he said lightly: "Then you two will sit up!"

Mei Ruxue's eyes flashed, and her eyes looked at Fengyun Qing with clear eyes. Yu Jin had a gentle eyes and also looked at Fengyun Qing with a glance. The two of them took steps at the same time, slowly climbed up the jade steps, and sat down almost in unison with their clothes.

One south and one north, two unparalleled Tsinghua University are no less than this glorious hall with golden walls.

Fengyunqing felt a little uncomfortable when Mei Ruxue looked at her clear eyes. But she didn't want the chair that belonged to Lan Xiaoqing to be taken off like this. Everything Lan Xiaoqing and Lan Wangfu did to Nanyang Jiangshan should be with Nanyang Yonggu.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, he spoke to the lower body again: "Can you all deal with the rebellion of Prince Mu?"

"Go back to the emperor! Send troops to suppress it immediately!" Liu Yiqing stepped out, bowed to Feng Yunqing, and said with his head down: "I am willing to ask troops to fight!"

Mei Ruxue raised her eyebrows slightly, and she looked at Liu Yiqing out of the list with a faint sarcasm with a thin lips.

Yu Jin's eyes are gentle and calm.

Feng Yunqing also raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Liu Yiqing: "Oh? How does Major General Liu plan to fight? Do you have strategic subordinates?"

Liu Yiqing was stunned and then said, "I immediately asked for troops to go straight to the border city, seize the twelve border states, and quell the rebellion and civil strife."

"So, Major General Liu wants to use martial arts to defeat strong?" Feng Yunqing looked at Liu Yiqing lightly: "Have you ever thought that no matter how many soldiers died or injured in such a fusion of ice and sky, how can the people of the twelve states survive?"

Liu Yiqing was stunned, then looked up at Feng Yunqing. When he saw the man in the upper seat, dressed in white clothes, he suddenly lost his words.

Fengyun looked at him lightly and spoke again: "The 300,000 soldiers on the border fell into the hands of Prince Mu. Since he had rebelled, he must have had plans, and not just these 300,000 soldiers. If he went to fight rashly and fought hard, wouldn't it be a disregard for the lives of my great and passionate soldiers in Nanyang? Do you know how many homes will be destroyed and the wife and children will be separated?"

Liu Yiqing was shocked, then immediately bowed and apologized to Fengyun and said introverted: "It's because I am not considering it well, and the emperor forgives me!"

"We must send troops, but there must be a complete solution to send troops. Major General Liu is a little calm. Listen to the opinions of all the lords?" Feng Yunqing did not blame him and spoke gently.

"Yes!" Liu Yiqing bowed and returned to the queue with conviction.

"Who else can have a good plan?" Feng Yun glanced at the civil and military officials in the hall with light eyes. The civil officials were naturally headed by Prime Minister Wang, and the military officials were naturally headed by Chu Yuanxi. Her eyes looked at Mei Ruxue with water and narrowed slightly: "Mr. Cheng, the Minister of War?"

As if feeling Feng Yunqing's eyes, Mei Ruxue raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at Feng Yunqing who was sitting in the upper seat. Feng Yunqing also looked at him.

With just one glance, Mei Ruxue withdrew her gaze and leaned lazily on the back of the chair and closed her eyes.

Fengyunqing's mouth twitched for a moment and continued to look at the Minister of War. She wanted to see what Mei Ruxue wanted to do.

"I am here!" The Minister of War came out, bowed respectfully to the seat, and then slowly spoke: "I think the twelve border cities will not be destroyed. If they die, then my Nanyang country will be in danger."

"How do you say this?" Feng Yunqing raised his eyebrows carefully.

"From the day when Prince Mu raised his army, it has been four days since then. The seven cities of Yizhou, Zhongzhou, Xilin, Longcun, Gupan, Lingjun, and Fengyang fell. The city below Fengyang is jade and silk, and there is no barrier to jade and silk, and now it is probably dangerous. Yuzhou is adjacent to Jincheng on the left and Fandi on the right. Jincheng stations are natural dangers. Fandi has a Chishui River, but the natural danger is not too dangerous. Jincheng has a brave but not too difficult. The soldiers and generals in the small city are weak, so it is naturally difficult to resist. Fandi's Chishui River is not a problem for the planning and soldiers under Prince Mu. Although Fandi's garrison is stunning, he will be weak if he doesn't have reinforcements. Therefore, it is also difficult to resist."

"Yeah!" Feng Yun responded lightly and signaled to continue.

"As a result, ten cities have passed, only Qushui and Chixia are left. Although Qushui City is strong, there is no defense on all sides, so it is also in danger. Only Chixia City is left. Chixia City is steep, occupying natural dangers and a good location. There are also moats to defend the country, and have always had elite soldiers and generals to guard and sufficient food. It can be said that it is a single sky barrier in Nanyang Pass."

"Yes!" Feng Yun nodded gently.

"So Chixia must not be lost. Once Chixia is lost, the army will be flat and there will be no resistance. We will drive straight into the imperial city. My imperial city is in danger, and the country of Nanyang is also in danger." The Minister of War said, and his eyes could not help but look at Mei Ruxue, who closed his eyes and rested, and said, "So, I think that for the present plan, I should immediately send heavy troops to Chixia. Welcoming the rebels, we must not let him cross Chixia Pass."

"Yes!" Feng Yunqing nodded again: "Mr. Cheng's analysis is reasonable."

The Minister of War received the permission, bowed and slowly retreated back to line up.

"Who else has any good ideas?" Feng Yun glanced at him again, and saw that many people lowered their heads and fixed their eyes on Prime Minister Wang: "Does Prime Minister Wang have any good plans?"

"An old minister is a civil servant, please forgive me!" Prime Minister Wang immediately stepped out and bowed to apologize.

"Prime Minister Wang is the leader of all officials and is highly valued by the late emperor. Yun Qing also wants to rely on the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister is useless and honest, but it is okay to say it." Feng Yun Qing looked at Prime Minister Wang and spoke slowly.

"The old minister also thought that what Lord Cheng of the Ministry of War said was very true. He should send troops to support Chixia immediately." Prime Minister Wang said slowly.

"Then Prime Minister Wang thought who would send me to come?" Feng Yunqing stared at him.

I remember that on the day of her wedding, Brother Yun said that Wang Lingran had a strange disease ten years ago. He needed a hundred years of blood ginseng. In the world, except for the royal palace, there was only Ruan’s mansion. Prime Minister Wang asked Ruan’s mansion for help, and Ruan’s mansion sent the blood ginseng to him. From then on, Ruan’s mansion and Prime Minister Wang Lingran often went in and out of Ruan’s mansion.

When I said this that day, Brother Yun had the same expression, and Brother Yun and Mu Qianjiao had been engaged since childhood, so the connection between the three of the Prince Mu Mansion, Ruan Mansion, and Prime Minister’s Mansion is obviously self-evident.

Now that Prince Mu has rebelled, what role does Prime Minister Wang play here?

Fengyun looked at Prime Minister Wang with a slight look and missed every move and expression of his movements.

Mei Ruxue opened her eyes slightly, and the cool waves in her eyes also looked at Prime Minister Wang. It was light and cool. Yu Jin also looked at Prime Minister Wang, calm and indifferent.

"I think it is best for the ninth prince to lead troops to fight." Prime Minister Wang glanced at Chu Yuanxi, who had been standing in front of the hall without saying a word.

"Oh?" Feng Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Chu Yuanxi: "Prime Minister Wang tell me the reason?"

"The ninth prince was in the border town for several years and went to surrender Prince Mu. One was the emotional inspiration of his family, and the other was the army. If the emperor wanted to ascend the throne, it was naturally impossible for him to lead the army to personally. The ninth prince was the most suitable candidate to represent the former emperor and our emperor." Prime Minister Wang said.

"Since Prince Mu rebelled, he had long ignored family affection. All the good generals in the army were killed by Prince Mu. The ninth prince is now filial. Does Prime Minister Wang really think the ninth prince is the right person to choose? Or do I think I should lead the army to fight in person?" Feng Yunqing looked at Prime Minister Wang indifferently, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Chapter completed!