"Bring it here!"
If it was a blessing, it wasn't a curse. If it was a curse, it couldn't be avoided.
Even if it was bad news, Jiang Pengji did not intend to hide it.
What auspicious omens or ominous omens? It was just a matter of her mouth.
Even if it was an 'ominous sign', she could still lead her troops to kill the person who created the 'ominous sign' and caused her trouble.
The hall that was bustling with people toasting and exchanging toasts was now completely silent. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop on the floor.
Jiang Pengji tore open the battle report and read it quickly.
Her expression did not change at all, and the people below could not guess whether it was good news or bad news.
It would be fine if it was good news, but if it was bad news, many people would be implicated.
"Not only will Her Highness's identity be questioned by the world, but those who fail to do their job will also be held accountable. If it's a light punishment, one person will lose his life, and if it's a heavy punishment, his entire family will have to pay."
At that moment, the important ministers who were still outside were almost all veterans who had accompanied Jiang Pengji all the way. It was inappropriate to attack any of them.
However, it was even more inappropriate to not make a move, as it would not be able to appease the people outside.
If the crisis of public opinion was not handled well, the prestige that Jiang Pengji had painstakingly built up over the years would collapse.
"I don't know what happened …"
They thought of all the possible scenarios.
For example, the Nansheng aristocrats rebelling. For example, the citizens of the Northern Borderline were unwilling to be integrated. For example …
Qiguan Rang, who had previously been in the limelight, had failed to lead his troops. Half of Zhongzhao's territory, which he had spent a great deal of manpower to conquer, was gone.
A few people in the banquet revealed faint sneers.
Qiguan Rang's identity was the most controversial among Jiang Pengji's subordinates. Yang Si, the son of a prostitute, had a pure bloodline, but Qiguan Rang was a bastard with mixed blood. How many people were gnashing their teeth in jealousy for a bastard of humble birth to climb so high?
Just the thought of serving in the same court as this kind of eccentric and sinister person made them somewhat unhappy.
He had thought that Qiguan Rang would fall from grace, but he had almost become a god in one fell swoop. He had conquered half of the country in just over 20 days. Even if it was not all his credit, he had participated in it and was one of the main planners who had planned everything. The light that fell on him was not weak.
Of course, there were people who were jealous, and there were also people who were worried that Qiguan Rang would promote a large number of people from the Northern Borderline in the future to compete with them.
In just a few breaths of time, countless thoughts flashed through their minds.
They thought of all kinds of possibilities, but they couldn't guess the truth.
Jiang Pengji took a deep breath and slowly put down the urgent report in her hand. She glanced at the people in the hall.
Those who were swept by her gaze subconsciously sat up straight. They were afraid that they would become Jiang Pengji's punching bag if they behaved inappropriately.
After a long while — a silence that was as long as death by a thousand cuts — Jiang Pengji slowly opened her mouth.
"Everyone, I have something to tell you."
When everyone heard this, they knew that the real show was about to begin.
"Continue to recuperate next year."
Everyone: "???"
They were all prepared to welcome the storm. Did the Lord build up the atmosphere for so long just to say this?
Continue to recuperate next year?
Zhongzhao was not fighting anymore?
"Wenzheng offers the other half of Zhongzhao to congratulate the Young Lord on his birthday. Those who have surrendered and those who refuse to surrender will be escorted by heavy troops. They will arrive in Wanzhou in at most seven days. " Jiang Pengji held up the battle report from the frontline. "Zhongzhao is already in our hands. Unfortunately, this place has suffered years of war and the people's lives are in dire straits. It's really not suitable for us to fight again. Therefore, Wenzheng's letter suggests that we continue to recruit troops, train our elites, and soothe the people's pain of separation. The year after, we will conquer Beiyuan and Xichang in one fell swoop. Does anyone have any objections to this arrangement? "
Qiguan Rang had originally wanted to take Zhongzhao as a birthday gift.
Unfortunately, things had gone awry. He, who had always had a smooth sailing life, was plotted against and was almost killed by the troops.
Old ginger was spicier. After Qiguan Rang escaped, he counterattacked. Both the enemy and himself were completely enraged. It was either you or I who died.
In the end, Qiguan Rang's luck prevailed. Old Man Sun's reinforcements arrived in time to outflank the enemy.
Along the way, some feudal vassals surrendered tactfully, while others would rather die than surrender. In the end, they were all tied up and sent to Wanzhou.
Only one feudal vassal was different. They wanted to surrender, but Old Man Sun Wen wouldn't let them.
Someone advised the old man not to kill those who surrendered. The old man, who had always been easy to talk to, swore. No one could stop him.
It turned out that this family's surname was Nie.
It was the Nie family of Zhongzhao that was struggling at death's door and had played their cards badly. Old Man Sun still knew how to look at the big picture. He didn't exterminate the Nie family. He only wanted the Nie family to hand over the culprit who had killed his son, as well as the culprit's father, mother, and children!
"I lost my beloved wife and son, and my grandson lost his parents because of this person."
"The parents of such a disregard for the lives of innocent people should be killed!"
Kill his parents, kill his children.
Let him have a taste of helplessness, pain, and being unable to resist. Sun Wen could still escape Dongqing with his grandson, Sun Lan, and come back many years later for revenge. The idiot in front of him only knew how to kneel and beg for mercy. He was worse than a stray dog. When Old Man Sun personally killed his father, mother, and five legitimate children in front of that person, the scene was silent. No one dared to stop him.
The only person who could stop him was Qiguan Rang. Not only did he not stop him, but he also wanted to personally hand Old Man Sun his sword.
Someone said that the old man was too cruel and cold-blooded. He didn't even spare a child.
Qiguan Rang couldn't help but sneer.
When these people sympathized with the weak, did they ever think that Old Man Sun was the real victim and the weak?
He only wanted to become stronger and seek revenge on the people who had harmed him. Revenge for revenge, revenge for revenge.
The dust had settled in Zhongzhao, but Qiguan Rang couldn't be happy.
He wanted to send a big gift on the young lord's birthday, but the time was wrong.
Old Man Sun said, "Even if there's no birthday gift, there's a one-month gift. At the very least, there's a one-year-old gift."
Thus, this letter was delivered to him.
The messenger ran all the way, and a few horses died. Like a relay, it was finally delivered when the banquet was about to end.
Qiguan Rang's generous gift undoubtedly made the halo on Jiang Lian's head shine even brighter.
Yes, it was so bright that it could blind people's eyes.
The old chief silently held the bottle and sucked on it. His fair face had the vicissitudes of an adult.
"Serves you right for kicking my daughter! Otherwise, this extravagance would have been yours. "
Even the male lead of the main heroine didn't have Wen Zheng. He tried his best to conquer a country just to celebrate her birth.
The old chief rolled his eyes at Jiang Pengji and didn't reply.
Of course, she couldn't speak even if she wanted to. The baby's body didn't support this function.
Babies grew very fast. They looked different every day.
Babies who weren't even one year old were at their most adorable. Twins were even more rare.
Everyone thought that Princess Lian was quiet and steady, while Princess Yan was lively and active.
In the end …
Princess Lian used her strength to prove that she was like her mother, while Princess Yan used her "as steady as Mount Tai" lazily to show what it meant to be motionless.
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