Huang Song was not a fool. He could understand the hidden meaning in Feng Jue's words.
However, he was really unwilling to give up!
Ever since he was young, he knew how lowly his identity as the descendant of a eunuch was. The people he wanted to make friends with looked down on him, while the people he looked down on wanted to cling to him. The desire to be recognized was deep in his bones. How could he be respected and recognized by everyone?
The only way was to become a capable minister and a pillar of the country.
At present, Huang Song was still working hard towards this goal. Borrowing the east wind of the earthquake to save people, he skyrocketed and became the young talent that the Emperor valued the most. At a young age, he was already a colonel, but the cruel reality did not give him the chance to advance further.
Should he choose to continue to be loyal to the emperor and love his country, or should he choose to save his and his family's lives?
Feng Jue had given him the best advice. Now it was up to Huang Song to choose.
After a while, Huang Song asked Feng Jue in a hoarse voice with only a glimmer of hope, "What if … I write a letter to secretly inform His Majesty, pretend to agree to Prince Changshou's invitation, and secretly find a plan to trick Prince Changshou? What do you think?"
Feng Jue's expression was cold. It was a big blow to Huang Song.
"First of all, Prince Changshou will not believe that you are sincere in defecting. Even if he believes, he will always be on guard against you. Moreover, he has many strategists under him. Maybe he will use this as a breakthrough point to tear apart the defense line in Chenzhou. By then, you won't be able to explain yourself."
Feng Jue took a breath and continued, "Moreover, His Majesty is narrow-minded and suspicious. Do you think he will believe that you are pretending to defect to Prince Changshou? If you tell him this, I'm afraid he will suspect that you have the intention to rebel. The whole family will be implicated. "
After he finished speaking, he looked at Huang Song calmly, waiting for him to completely wake up.
Now, the north of Dongqing had fallen into a chaotic war. The people had no way to live. In the south, Prince Changshou and the emperor were fighting as equals.
In the end, no matter who won or lost, the world was already in chaos. Only a saint could turn the tide.
Was Huang Song a saint?
He was not!
Therefore, he could only do the simplest thing: self-preservation. He thought of ways to increase his strength and fight for a place in the chaotic world. Only then could he protect the people under his rule and plot more things. The current Huang Song was still too tender and weak. He needed to be more ruthless.
After a while, Huang Song's pained and struggling face calmed down. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and made up his mind.
"Song understands, I will write a letter to inform His Majesty. Retreat in order to advance and find a place to settle down … Huaijie, it's been hard on you. "
Huang Song's choice was within Feng Jue's expectations. Compared to his ambition to stabilize the country, Huang Song valued his own life more.
Now that he was forced to a dead end by Prince Changshou's evil scheme, Huang Song naturally had to think of a way to escape and seek revenge in the future.
Where there is life, there is hope.
Making up his mind, Huang Song wrote a secret letter and sent it to the Royal Palace. It reached the Emperor's desk almost at the same time as another secret letter.
The current Emperor seemed to be suffering from schizophrenia. When facing Imperial Consort Huijun, he would speak gently and meticulously, but when facing others, he would fly into a rage. If he was unhappy, he might draw his sword and kill someone, causing everyone to feel threatened. The aristocrats did not dare to talk about politics.
Originally, there were still some courtiers who were rather critical of Imperial Consort Huijun's appearance in the front hall. Now, they were afraid that without her, the danger level would soar.
If Imperial Consort Huijun was here, even if the Emperor was furious, he would just throw something and keep a straight face. He would suffer some grievances, but his life would not be in danger.
If Imperial Consort Huijun was not here, haha, then he would have to be careful. It was definitely the blessing of the ancestors to be able to walk out of the front hall unscathed.
Today, Imperial Consort Huijun said that she was not feeling well and did not accompany the Emperor.
His personal attendant was trembling at the side as he served the Emperor. After reading one of the secret letters, the Emperor was furious. He swept away the booklets that were piled up like a mountain on the table with his sleeves. The nerves on his face were faintly twitching, as if he was in extreme pain.
The Emperor held his head, suppressing the splitting headache. At the same time, he was panting like a bull. The onlookers were frightened and did not dare to approach him.
Just as the attendant was hesitating whether to secretly send someone to seek help from Imperial Consort Huijun, the Emperor picked up another secret letter. His action of opening the secret letter was unusually rough. When he opened the secret letter and read it, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. His eyes flickered with a strange flickering light.
The first secret letter was a secret agent reporting that Prince Changshou had secretly solicited Huang Song. Huang Song and his trusted aides had discussed in detail in the tent for a long time.
The second secret letter was written by Huang Song. He spoke frankly about Prince Changshou's wild ambition. He intended to use such despicable actions to sow discord between the Emperor and his officials. He sincerely expressed his loyalty, and then excused himself by saying that he was not feeling well and might not be able to share the Emperor's burden at the frontline. If the Emperor felt that he could be of great use, it would be better to transfer him to a more remote place in the rear and continue to shine for the Emperor.
If not for the timely arrival of the second secret letter, the Emperor was afraid that he would have ordered the secret agent and his trusted aide to secretly eliminate Huang Song.
However, even if this secret letter came in time, the Emperor still disliked Huang Song. He could not help but suspect whether Huang Song had accepted the generous treatment given by Prince Changshou and whether he was not loyal to him. He wanted to find a reason to remove all of Huang Song's positions.
Now that Huang Song knew his place and asked to leave the frontline, the Emperor was not so disgusted and suspicious.
After thinking about it, he picked up his brush and wrote an imperial edict. He quickly sent it to the frontline to recall Huang Song.
He did not want others to think that he was heartless. Now that Huang Song had taken the initiative to give him a way out, he took the opportunity to do so.
After writing this imperial edict, he wrote another appointment letter appointing Huang Song as the district magistrate of Diyang District in Maode County of Haozhou.
Because of his suspicions and Huang Song's young age, he did not give Huang Song a high official title. He only gave him the position of a district magistrate of a rather barren and remote small county. If Huang Song did well, he would promote him in the future.
Haozhou was one of the 21 counties in Dongqing's Liuzhou. It was the poorest and weakest place among the six states. Among them, Maode County was considered a relatively prosperous place in Haozhou. Diyang District in Maode County was the best place among them. It was also considered the Emperor's alternative compensation.
All of this was within Feng Jue's expectations. He helped Huang Song find a place to settle down by taking a step back.
When the two imperial edicts were passed to Huang Song, Jiang Pengji was already eager to lead the troops into battle.
Although Xiangyang District was not large, the troops that could be mobilized were as high as 10,000. All of them had been ruthlessly trained. Although they were far from the "elite troops" in Jiang Pengji's mind, they were far better than the "troops" who were as wild as dogs and betrayed their comrades.
Jiang Pengji despised them in various ways, but the others were already satisfied. They had great expectations for this army.
Xiangyang District was Jiang Pengji's base camp. She wanted to conquer the entire territory of Fengyi County. Naturally, it was impossible for her to take away all her assets.
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