novelaction Chapter 245 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 79
Chapter 245 The Living Abandoned Empress of the Cold Palace X The Invading Unruly Buddhist Son 79
She pondered for a moment, then said, "Lu Zheng, right? A good name, very upright, and very stubborn. Let me ask you, if I hand you over to the enemy and ask you to join Bei Lie, what will you do?"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around them. Chun Xi was anxious: "Miss, he is just a pawn, how can you--"
Lu Zheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with anger: "If you dare to do this, I will kill myself and not let Bei Lie have another slave!"
Yun Qian looked at him, her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. After a moment, she smiled: "Not bad, you have backbone."
She waved her hand and said to the guards beside her, "Take him away, treat his wounds, and change his clothes. Once we reach the Jinzhou vanguard camp, assign him to the scout camp."
"Scout?" Chun Xi couldn't help but frown. "Miss, scout is the most dangerous position. Let him..."
"It's precisely because of danger that a person's ability can be best seen." Yun Qian looked at Lu Zheng with a slightly cold tone, "Lu Zheng, I don't support useless people. If you really want revenge, then show me your ability that will convince me."
Lu Zheng bowed his head and said firmly, "Thank you for taking me in!"
Watching the young man's back gradually disappear into the distance, Yun Qian raised the corners of her mouth slightly and whispered, "Lu Zheng, right... System, you said he would become a general in the future, so he better not let me down."
The system's voice was cheerful and slightly proud: "Don't worry, host! I'll help you, and I will definitely not let you down!"
Yun Qian leaned back in the carriage, gently flipping through the book, his fingertips tracing over a classic ambush case, and murmured softly, "A general's talent must be honed in battle. Let me see how talented you are.
Yun Qian's placement of a young man of unknown origin as the leader of a team caused dissatisfaction among some people, and there was an uproar in the military camp.
They didn't dare criticize the Crown Princess, but instead targeted Lu Zheng. Yun Qian ignored them. After all, if he couldn't even handle such a small matter, how could he even fight a war? A true leader should have more friends and fewer enemies.
However, this first level still affected Yun Qian.
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"He's just a young boy, how could he become the leader of that team?!"
"He hasn't even been on a proper battlefield, so what right does he have to sit in that position?"
Discussions inside and outside the tent surged like a tide, and the whispered discussions in the military camp were as fine as needles, but they were layered and piled up with doubts about Yun Qian's decision.
Several senior generals, disgruntled with Empress Yun, were indignant. Though they remained silent, a subtle resentment etched itself between their brows. Unable to directly challenge the Crown Princess's decision, they could only target Lu Zheng, provoking him at every turn. The faces of the senior generals were livid, their hearts filled with discontent.
Crown Prince Qi Heyao said nothing, simply watching the situation unfold. He had no intention of interfering with Yun Qian's decision, but as public opinion intensified, he ultimately stepped into Yun Qian's tent.
"Qianqian," he said, his tone gentle but hinting at dissatisfaction, "isn't this a bit hasty? Military affairs are based on rules and regulations, and they require the support of the people. Although Lu Zheng is intelligent, he is ultimately too young to take on such a heavy responsibility."
Yun Qian was sitting at her desk, flipping through a battle report. Hearing Qi Heyao's voice, she paused slightly, but without looking up, she spoke calmly, "Your Highness, every decision I make has its reasons."
"Qianqian," Yun Qian was hunched over her desk sorting out battle reports when Qi Heyao's voice came from outside the tent. The prince's tone was gentle, but it couldn't hide a hint of dissatisfaction.
Without even raising her head, she spoke calmly, "Your Highness, is there something wrong?"
Qi Heyao walked into the tent and waved away the attendants. He stared at her, his brows slightly furrowed. "Qianqian, wasn't Lu Zheng a little hasty?"
Yun Qian stopped writing and looked up at him, his brows expressionless. "Why do you say that?"
"The military values rules and obedience," Qi Heyao said patiently, trying to suppress the displeasure in his tone. "Although you believe Lu Zheng has potential, he's still so young. Your arrangement will dissatisfy the veterans and even shake their morale. This... is unwise."
Yun Qian remained calm, listening quietly before chuckling softly, "Your Highness, if the army's morale is so easily shaken, then this army is nothing more than that. Besides, I have my own assessment of Lu Zheng's potential."
Qi Heyao's face darkened slightly, and his tone was a little serious: "But if this young man really causes greater unrest, how will it end?"
Yun Qian gently put down the pen in her hand and looked at him calmly, but her tone was sharp: "Your Highness, if the unrest is caused by one person, then the military morale is unstable. Unstable military morale requires governance. This is not Lu Zheng's problem, but their problem."
Her gaze was calm and controlled, with a certain undeniable sharpness. Qi Heyao was speechless for a moment. He had never seen her so sharp before; it actually made him feel unfamiliar.
He was silent for a moment. Ultimately, he didn't want to argue with her over such a small matter. Instead, he sighed softly and said in a softer tone, "Qianqian, I'm just worried about you."
Yun Qian didn't respond. He simply lowered his head and picked up the battle report again, saying calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, but I know my limits."
Qi Heyao's helplessness
Qi Heyao stood there, his brow furrowed. He sensed Yun Qian's apathy, and this indifference inexplicably irritated him. But with more pressing wars to contend with, he couldn't dwell on this matter any longer.
"It's okay," he finally sighed, his tone filled with a hint of helpless fondness, "I will naturally support whatever you decide."
Yun Qian paused slightly when she heard this, then looked up at him, a hint of coldness flashing across her eyes. His indifferent attitude made it seem as if everything she did was just a willful act, not a carefully considered decision.
She suppressed the emotion in her eyes, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and her tone was distant but polite: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is so magnanimous. Qianqian is deeply grateful."
Qi Heyao didn't notice the alienation in her words, thinking she was still angry. He patted her shoulder gently and said soothingly, "I still have some military affairs to attend to, so I won't bother you anymore."
After saying that, he turned and left in a hurry, his back showing a bit of urgency, and it was obvious that he didn't really take this matter to heart.
Silence returned to the tent. Yun Qian's fingers stroked the paper in his hand, a chill rising in his heart. He always said he "trusted her," but he never truly understood the deeper meaning behind her decisions. He simply didn't want her to interfere or get involved.
Silence returned to the tent. The system then popped up and muttered quietly, "Host, his attitude is too... Uh, forget it, I'd better shut up!"
Yun Qian sighed softly and rubbed her brow. She said to the system, "Don't argue. We finally got a capable subordinate. We must win this battle, and we must win beautifully. Lu Zheng, you represent me out there."
The system blinked and muttered softly, "Host, if that Crown Prince comes looking for trouble again, can you still hold back your anger?"
Yun Qian snorted lightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "Endure? I endure the great situation, not the emotions of a villain."