The Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
The Emperor, wearing a bright yellow Dragon Robe, sat on the Dragon Throne. At this moment, his face was gloomy. Yesterday, Wei Country sent a challenge letter, stating that next month they would be at the city’s gates, demanding that the Emperor of Moli Country hand over the city obediently if he wanted to keep his life. Otherwise, once they stormed into the Forbidden City, they would dismember him to avenge their fallen soldiers.
After seeing the challenge letter, the Emperor was so angry that he couldn’t eat or sleep. Wei Country was really bullying them, clearly blaming Moli Country while claiming to avenge their deceased warriors.
Was it that Wei Country’s invasion of Moli Country didn’t allow their soldiers to resist? Would they only be satisfied if Moli Country surrendered willingly? Such bullying was intolerable.
The Emperor’s trusted aides were either dead or missing, and he suspected other ministers might be Long Rui’s people, making him wary and unwilling to trust easily. Desperately, he thought of the recently returned Third Prince, thus sending someone to summon him into the palace.
Just at this time, the Little Eunuch hurriedly brought the Third Prince inside.
"Your son pays respects to father and mother."
After entering, the Third Prince approached the table and knelt diligently to kowtow several times to the Emperor.
"Little Third Prince, rise."
"Thank you, Imperial Father." The Third Prince stood up from the ground.
He was wearing a snow-white brocade robe with excellent drape, his waist adorned with a wide belt embroidered with moonlight white cloud patterns. Hanging from it was a piece of exquisite ink jade, whose shape appeared rough yet exuded ancient and solemn beauty. Although the Third Prince’s appearance was rather rugged, the opulent attire made him appear full of spirit.
Compared with the generals in the court, he was in no way inferior.
The Emperor nodded in satisfaction and instructed the Little Eunuch to give the Third Prince a seat.
After taking a seat, the Third Prince noticed the Emperor’s melancholy demeanor and asked, "Father, I see you frowning, has something happened that requires your son’s help to dissipate your worries?"
The Emperor lethargically passed the challenge letter on the table to the Third Prince, "My son, it seems our Moli Country cannot remain peaceful for long, and we must go to war again."
The Third Prince became furious after reading the challenge letter, "How preposterous, Wei Country is bullying us too much, aren’t they assuming that Moli Country has no one?"
Finally, he asked in puzzlement, "Imperial Father, when faced with such a major incident, why not call War Prince over?"
The Emperor had considered this thoroughly. Previously, whenever Moli Country faced warfare, Long Rui would go on campaigns, and each expedition resulted in record victories.
Consequently, Long Rui’s reputation had surpassed that of the Royal Family, and this time, the Emperor didn’t want Long Rui to lead the troops.
The Emperor looked at the Third Prince, speaking earnestly, "My son, you have stayed on the mountain for many years and might not know the dynamics in the court. Over these years, Long Rui’s power has grown immensely, and now he doesn’t regard me as anything, making me lose face before the civil and military officials. I fear if this continues, our Royal Family will fall into his hands, so with this battle, he won’t be involved."
The Third Prince was baffled, asking, "War Prince is just a minister. Isn’t it normal for him to fight battles? Father, are you overthinking?"
The Emperor waved his hand, his face clouded, saying, "Little Third Prince, you don’t understand. Now, the entire Moli Country’s populace respects Long Rui immensely and even calls him Moli Country’s War God, dedicated to protecting Moli Country. Hearing this troubles me greatly. He is but a minister, I bestowed everything upon him, so why steal my limelight? Truly fearing that if this continues, the whole Moli Country will be taken away by him."
It turned out to be this way. The Third Prince finally understood why his imperial father hadn’t informed Long Rui about such a significant matter. Clearly, it was out of fear that Long Rui would steal the thunder of the Royal Family.
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