Fu Jingchao and his men traveled day and night. After a journey of more than a month, they arrived at the border in only ten days.
The border was under strict inspection. Fu Jingchao and his party were heavily armed and aggressive. They were stopped as soon as they arrived at the city gate.
The soldiers at the city gate asked loudly, "Who is coming?"
Fu Jingchao sat on the horse and said coldly, "Fu Jingchao!"
The soldiers at the city gate were stunned for a moment, and they all knelt down, "I've seen the crown prince!"
Fu Jingchao looked up at the city gate with white flags hanging on it, "Open the door!"
The city gate opened wide, and Fu Jingchao entered the city with three thousand black cloud riders and Fu family dead soldiers.
The entire northern city was covered with white flags to pay homage to the deceased King of Zhennan.
The big word "Fu" on the banner behind Fu Jingchao silently revealed his identity.
The people on the street quietly moved out of the way and looked at this man with firm eyes and white hair.
"It is said that the prince is handsome and the most dazzling son in the prosperous Shengjing... Why is his head full of white hair..."
"The prince is here, and the border is saved again..."
"As long as the Fu family's army is here, the city gate will never be breached!"
Some people lamented, and some seemed to see hope.
Fu Jingchao turned a blind eye and walked straight to the residence of King Zhennan in Beicheng.
From the moment he entered the city, Beicheng was almost in a state of excitement, and the housekeeper had already received the news.
The housekeeper and the Fu family's cronies were waiting for him at the door to see him coming on horseback with his men.
"Your Majesty, you are finally here." The butler was almost in tears, "You want to avenge the prince!"
Fu Jing got off his horse and walked inside without saying a word.
When he walked to the lobby and saw the coffin of King Zhennan, Fu Jingchao knelt down and said, "Father, I am late..."
Fu Jingchao knelt down, and others followed suit, and the atmosphere was filled with sadness.
The officials in Beicheng, headed by the prefect, received the news with mixed feelings, and the confidant supervisors assigned by the emperor were even more uneasy.
Outside the city gate, the Beirong army was still shouting.
In just over ten days, Daqi's army had been retreating steadily and did not dare to fight.
Fu Jingchao offered three sticks of incense to King Zhennan and said, "Father, I will take you home."
Fu Jingchao summoned everyone in the Fu family in Beicheng overnight.
"How many more soldiers are there?"
Vice General Li said, "In addition to the 20,000 people who disappeared with the young general, and excluding those lost in the battle, we still have 200,000 troops at the border."
The remaining more than 100,000 were under the orders of the emperor and were not directly under the Fu family.
Fu Jingchao looked cold, "How did the father get there?"
Vice General Zhao said, "During the battle, Yang Jian stabbed him in the vest with a silver spear."
That day was originally a small-scale battle, and King Zhennan and Yang Jian led their troops out.
At the critical moment, Yang Jian rebelled and led his guards to besiege King Zhennan.
Zhao Qian was distraught, "General, you have lost your trust in your own people."
Yang Jian had blocked the sword for King Zhennan on the battlefield. He had been a brother through life and death for more than ten years, and no one thought that he would betray him.
Fu Jingchao asked, "Where are the others?"
Zhao Qian said with shame, "The situation was too chaotic at that time, so he escaped."
No one was found from behind. It was almost certain that someone was covering him. Everything was planned in advance.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
"Those grandsons were sarcastic all day long, saying that the defeat was due to the general's misjudgment..."
The generals below expressed their dissatisfaction one after another, and the emperor wanted to blackmail King Zhennan.
All the officials in Beicheng were his confidants and had always been at odds with the Zhennan King faction.
Since the incident, people on the Fu family's side have been criticized by them.
Zhao Qian said worriedly, "Beirong is about to attack. The general's last instruction before his death was for the Fu family army to stand by and wait for the prince to come."
Therefore, for more than ten days, no matter how hard Beicheng officials pressed, they would not move.
The old housekeeper looked up at Fu Jingchao, "The prince said that he believed you could make the best choice and asked you not to be sad. He was going to see the eldest princess.
He hopes you live well, the Fu family has already sacrificed too many lives for Daqi, and it is time for him to end it."
King Zhennan didn't spend much time with Fu Jingchao since he was a child, but that didn't stop him from loving his only son very much.
The Fu family is regarded as the God of War. They have always been burdened with many responsibilities, and they always choose justice.
He wanted to be selfish for once, so he left these last words.
Fu Jingchao said with red eyes, "I have no intention of working for the royal family..."
"Report, Supervisor Feng and Jiang Taishou are here!" The guard at the gate came to report.
Fu Jingchao narrowed his eyes and watched coldly as the emperor's minions and senior officials from Beicheng came together.
Grand Administrator Jiang said kindly, "My condolences, Your Majesty."
Without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Fu Jingchao nodded to show that he heard.
Supervisor Jiang was more direct and said, "Since the Crown Prince is here, let's lead the Fu family's army to fight as soon as possible."
I don't think there's anything wrong with what he said. After all, the Fu family has always been like this. The old one dies and the young one takes over.
The current King of Zhennan is also eighteen years old. He took over the heavy responsibility from the previous King of Zhennan and went to the battlefield even before taking off his mourning clothes.
A few years ago, King Zhennan was seriously injured, and seventeen-year-old Fu Siye was forced to wear armor and go into battle, but he withstood the attack.
Now it's Fu Jingchao's turn, as it should be.
Fu Jingchao hasn't spoken yet, and the people around him can't stand it anymore.
"Damn it, do you have any conscience? Does Zhennan Palace deserve to owe you..."
"Even if I really owe you, I should pay it off if I have to fill my life..."
Jiang Jianjun couldn't keep it off his face and scolded, "Watch your mouth and stop talking nonsense."
He also asked Fu Jingchao, "The Beirong army is approaching fiercely. When will the prince meet the enemy?"
Even though I had already seen through it, I didn’t have any expectations.
The bones of King Zhennan are still cold, but his actions still make people feel chilling.
Fu Jingchao smiled sarcastically, "I don't know..."
Jiang Jianjun frowned dissatisfied, "What do you mean by not knowing? If the army comes from behind, you won't be able to bear this responsibility."
Fu Jingchao said expressionlessly, "If you can't afford it, then I won't. If you say one more word, believe it or not, I will make you bleed on the spot!"
Jiang Jianjun's face was livid, "How dare you? I am the emperor's cousin and your Majesty's personal supervisor."
Fu Jingchao drew his sword and pointed it at him, "Get out of here right now."
Governor Jiang was keenly aware that something was wrong, and pulled Jiang Supervisor to persuade him, "The prince is sad, so it is not appropriate to say this now."
Then he said to Fu Jingchao, "Please, Your Majesty, please think about it for the people at the border."
This sentence can be said to be the one that can best control the Zhennan Palace. The Zhennan Palace has been kidnapped and sacrificed by this sentence for generations.
Yes, they never sacrificed their lives for the royal family. They sacrificed their lives for peace and prosperity because of their conscience and intolerance.
But disappointment again and again proves that it is useless for them to persist alone.
People's hearts will become cold.
Fu Jingchao sneered, "The prefect made a mistake. This world belongs to the emperor. It's not my Fu family's turn to consider the people. You should say this to the emperor."
The prefect sighed and took Jiang Jianjun away without saying anything.
After leaving the door, Jiang Jianjun shook him off and said, "Why are you afraid of him? I want to see if he dares to take action."
The eunuch couldn't help but said, "Do you think Zhennan Prince's Palace is still the former Zhennan Prince's Palace?"
