"Chu Chen?" Zixi leaned against the back of the chair, curled his eyes and smiled lightly, "A few people pretended to be Chu Chen before the New Year. They climbed onto my dragon couch while I was drunk and stabbed me in the name of serving the bed. I especially want to know why this person pretended to be Chu Chen?"

Taping the armrest of the dragon chair, Zixi frowned and guessed: "The Regent thinks, is it possible... this person was instructed by Chu Chen?"

Nan Mohao's expression on his face did not change at all, and his tone was as indifferent as water: "There is no evidence of death, and I cannot be sure of it."

There is no evidence for death.

How credible is this sentence from the mouth of the Regent?

Is there anything he wants to check but can't find out?

Feng Weiyu's heart was already in chaos.

Zixi nodded, not too worried about this issue, but said lightly: "Chu Chen's father's father has 200,000 troops in his hand. Unless he can surrender, he will be afraid that a war will inevitably occur."

"Your Majesty forgot that the Dongling royal family is orthodox." Nan Mohao's tone was faint and calm. "Although other three countries have been appointed as emperors for a hundred years, the main reason is that the Dongling troops were not strong enough and they had no confidence to regain their territory toughly. However, all countries in the world only recognize the orthodox bloodline. Once the Dongling decree was issued, if Xiling wanted to resist, it would be confirmed as a rebel minister."

He paused, "And Xiling is now in chaos, and I am willing to lead my Heiyu Guard to Xiling to shock me. According to my judgment, if the Qing prince of Xiling is a smart person, he will not resist meaninglessly and cause casualties."

Of course, these are just Nan Mohao's rhetoric.

If Zixi hadn't just returned from Xiling and was sure that Xiling was under control, he wouldn't have thought that Xiling would surrender based on his own judgment.

But even so, these words still aroused doubts.

"The Regent is now in charge of the government power of the Ling Kingdom. He should speak and do things with reason, rather than just making jokes about the lives of soldiers based on his own judgment." Feng Weiyu finally spoke. After several adjustments, his emotions had returned to normal, and all the horror was perfectly suppressed under a gentle smile. "I think that although the division of territory is related to the honor and disgrace of the court, recovery is not an easy task."

Zixi raised his eyes and looked at him quietly for a moment, "I think the Prime Minister's words make sense."

Feng Weiyu's expression was slightly calmer.

"But the Regent is right." Zixi held his cheek, his tone soft and eager to try, "The territory of Ling Kingdom has been divided for too long. Now Dongling is strong and the national treasury is abundant. If I can recover the three fiefs in the north and south of the world in my lifetime, it will be considered the merit of the emperor. In a hundred years, I will definitely leave a strong mark in history books."

Feng Weiyu's expression was stagnant, and for a moment, he forced himself to relax.

"Your Majesty, please think twice." His voice was gentle, but he showed obvious disagreement. "This matter is important. If it succeeds, it is certainly a commendable good thing, but if it triggers a war... it will definitely be blood flowing and people will live in poverty."

If a war begins, it will not be just a war between Dongling and Xiling. Nanling and Beiling will never be able to watch from the walls. At that time, the entire Ling Kingdom will be in war.

"The Prime Minister's concerns are also right." Zixi sighed, hesitating a little bit undecided. "The current civil strife in Xiling is indeed an opportunity for us, but opportunities are also accompanied by danger. So, does the Regent have any foolproof plans?"

A foolproof plan?
Chapter completed!