When the news of victory in the southeast battlefield reached Shenjing, the world's number one city immediately fell into a boil, and the people spontaneously reveled in the streets to vent their past backlogs.

The people were very happy because although this war also caused more or less national inflation and affected their income and consumption, Daqi was too big after all. Several states in the southeast were on the verge of economic collapse due to long-term wars and blood draws. However, the distant China is still full of lights and wine, singing and dancing, and the people have more conversations after dinner and the pride of the country.

Look at the only two remaining major powers have been defeated by our Daqi. The sense of glory and pride brought by the people of this great country are completely full of excitement.

The merchants were also very happy. They announced that they would open all night, and the goods were reduced in price, and they took the opportunity to dump the accumulated goods, which attracted the people to queue up. There were long queues everywhere in the streets, and dancers who invited merchants to cheer and invite guests. Even in the middle of the night, the streets were brightly lit, and no one left in the queue, and everyone was in high spirits.

The literary and artistic workers in Daqi were also very happy. The famous prostitutes immediately created any opera tunes about the Southeast Battle overnight, riding on the popularity. The literati raised their glasses and sang loudly, praising and describing the war in a lot of poems.

What? No one knows what the situation on the battlefield is yet to be?

This is not important, what is important is that this matter is true. What are the literati best at?

Of course it is bragging... Cough cough, it is naturally imagination and re-creation!

The officials were most happy. They celebrated each other one by one, lamenting that this protracted war was finally coming to an end. Daqi finally finished all the battles that could be fought. From now on, the horses were released to Nanshan and the swords and weapons were put into the warehouse. Everyone can finally live a peaceful life!

Millions of people in Shenjing were in a state of madness, and they were not happy during the day. They didn’t know who led the way. They spontaneously marched on the streets of Shenjing, without sleeping all night. The whole city was in extreme carnival. In just two days, the consumption of food, wine, fruits, candles and other things in the city increased ten times more than usual.

If you look down from the night sky, the fires that can be seen everywhere in the city are like burning. The people who are parading are like fire dragons, swaying and winding, magnificent.

Everyone is immersed in this gorgeous wonder, everyone is obsessed with the glory of victory, and everyone knows in their hearts that the prosperity of Daqi has reached its peak at this moment.

Everyone seemed very happy, only one person was very angry and bizarrely angry.

This person is nothing else, he is the emperor of Daqi, Zhao Bairen!

The reason is very simple, because the people only know the shortest battle report, but what he received was three detailed battle reports that arrived at the same time.

A report from General Long Tenghai explained in detail the past and after the war and gave a detailed explanation of the final battle that led to a tragic victory.

Another secret line from Zhao Bairen inserted into the army was a deputy general of Long Tenghai. He survived the battlefield and described the military mobilization and combat arrangements of the Nanyangyuan Battle in a terrifying manner. The part described was almost consistent with Long Tenghai.

The reason is very simple, because when he arrived at Long Tenghai, his identity had been touched by Gao Shenghan. Over the years, he had been bribed by Gao Shenghan and became Long Tenghai's own person.

The last one comes from Princess Zhao Feiyue. She briefly describes the war and describes the final battle of the Gray Helmet Valley from the most objective perspective.

The descriptions of these three battle reports are roughly the same in the same direction, but this is what Zhao Bairen cannot tolerate the most.

Because in the memorial, Long Tenghai revealed the intention of continuing to guard the southeast, because the Puqi Kingdom and Dijon Kingdom were defeated and not dead, and were injured but not disabled, they could make a comeback at any time.

This immediately hit the bottom line of an emperor and triggered Zhao Bairen's anger!

"You said it!! You said it yourself!"

Zhao Bairen angrily threw the thick list of merits under the hall. He rolled over the memorial a few times and landed in front of Zhao Hanqing. The calm prince only glanced at the long and dense list on the memorial and was frightened.

This is all money, this is all countless money!

In order to win this war, Daqi almost emptied his family's fortune. Now, in order to repay the merits, he is afraid he will be shattered again!

It can even be said that without this war, Zhao Hanqing would not have had to target the Qiankun Divine Sect so anxiously, and he could have slowly taken it.

But because of this battle, Daqi's national strength, coupled with the blood-sucking of the sect of cultivation, Daqi's surface was filled with flowers and cooking oil with fire, but in fact it was already strong outside and hard on the outside.

Zhao Hanqing picked up the memorial in silence, folded it carefully, and quietly listened to Zhao Bairen's incompetent roar roaring angrily.

"I will give him whatever he wants! If I ask for money, I will evacuate the treasury and let him fight! If I ask for food, I will draw grain from all states across the country to give it to him! If I want people, I will even look down on me. From this year's battle meeting, I will draw monks from all sides to the battlefield! If I want power, I will simply delegate power, let him take over the power and control the six southeastern states!"

"But, how did he repay me!! Can this be called a big victory? Bastard!! The army lost nearly 70%!! The family of Daqi is about to end!! He dares to take credit!! He dares to raise the enemy and respect himself!!"

"Damn it!!! Damn it!!! Wolf ambition, I want to cut him into pieces!! Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Zhao Bairen's face turned purple with redness, and suddenly coughed violently. He coughed so hard that he was out of breath after just a few sounds. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, which shocked the eunuchs and palace maids around him to exclaim.

Zhao Hanqing got up in panic and quickly rushed to Zhao Bairen to support him, then shouted: "Imperial Doctor, pass it on to the Imperial Doctor!"

At this time, Zhao Hanqing grabbed his hand, gasped quickly, and hissed: "Hurry up, call the altar... Altar, where is the altar?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a feminine voice rang out not far away. The big teapot came out of nowhere. He came to Zhao Hanqing, took out a sandalwood box from his arms, and then took out a red pill from it, and then sent it to Zhao Bairen's mouth.

Zhao Hanqing grabbed the big teapot's hand and scolded sternly: "What kind of medicine is this!!"

The big teapot turned his head slightly, looking at the prince without any fear and smiled slightly. Instead, Zhao Bairen was angry and grabbed the big teapot's hand, trying to send the pills in his hand to his mouth. While exerting force, he shouted: "Hurry, hurry, save me, save me..."

Seeing this, Zhao Hanqing couldn't help but let go. He stared at Zhao Bairen swallowing the pill, and then his face quickly became rosy, and his breath became much smoother immediately.

Zhao Bairen stood up with the help of the big teapot. He looked at the big teapot with gratitude and said, "Thanks to my dear..."

The big teapot lowered his head and said respectfully: "It is a blessing for the minister to be able to serve Your Majesty."

Zhao Hanqing stared at the big teapot, his eyes full of anger and hostility, but this gaze flashed and he respectfully said to Zhao Bairen: "Father, be sure to take care of the dragon body! It's three parts poisonous to medicine. Is this pill less or less good to take less of this pill!"

Although Zhao Bairen recovered, the energy in his eyes was obviously no longer good. His eyes were turbid. He waved his hand weakly and signaled the prince to go down. He walked towards the inner courtyard with the help of a large teapot. While walking, he murmured to himself: "It's all a group of ungrateful wolves. I, I want to cut you into pieces!!"

Zhao Hanqing watched the emperor leave and left the palace. But when he came to Shenwu Gate, he sat on his head and saw a fire dragon team carrying torches in the street market in the distance.

The prince sat down at the horse for a moment, his eyes were complicated, his face changed. After a while, he suddenly exclaimed, and screamed and fell from the horse, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chapter completed!