It was true!
Given Wang Chong's achievements, this was not something a seventeen-year-old youth could accomplish. Moreover, his actions could not be measured by age. King Song's words left everyone speechless, and for a moment, even King Qi found himself unable to find any words to refute.
"But, according to the rules of the empire, Protector-General and Great General need to be at least at the peak of the Saint Martial realm. Moreover, he has such a deep grudge with those Hu that the Hu will definitely not submit to him. How can this matter be resolved?"
After some time, one of the generals who had vehemently opposed The King of Song finally stepped forward, but his voice was much softer and less intense.
"Hahaha, that's even easier to resolve."
The King of Song heartily laughed.
"I recommended Wang Chong because he can stabilize the situation in Qixi. Since his martial arts are still lacking, he can temporarily hold the post of Qixi Protector-General. As for those Hu, they can be used as a test for him. If he can't even resolve this problem, then it will prove that I made the wrong choice, that he is not capable enough to hold the post of Qixi Protector-General. When the time comes, Your Majesty can remove him from the post. "
As soon as Song Yunxuan's voice fell, even the general couldn't say anything to object.
"Preposterous, preposterous, preposterous! To let a seventeen-year-old boy hold the post of Qixi Protector-General, you're insane! In any case, no matter what, I will never agree. "
King Qi finally couldn't hold back his rage.
"Haha, we're just recommending candidates. In the end, His Majesty will decide who the Qixi Protector-General will be. As for your opinion, it's not important. Leave everything to His Majesty to decide. "
The King of Song heartily laughed, not arguing with King Qi. Instead, he turned his head to look at the figure seated behind the bead curtain on the most exalted throne of the Central Plains, his expression brimming with confidence.
The hall was quiet, no one speaking. From the beginning until now, it had been seven or eight days. Everyone had provided a total of more than two hundred candidates, which was enough. It was time to choose the most suitable one.
"Approved!"
After what seemed like an instant, but also like countless eons, as everyone silently waited, a dignified and noble voice, like that of a god from the nine heavens, resounded through the hall. At that moment, everyone, including King Qi, was flabbergasted, their minds blank.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The next moment, The King of Song's voice reverberated throughout the hall. He looked excited. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't help but smile wider and wider.
Success!
His Majesty had actually approved of Wang Chong's proposal to replace Qixi Protector-General. The King of Song was elated. This could be said to be the best news he had heard during this period of time.
"Wang Chong, I've tried my best to help you. The rest is up to you."
The King of Song quietly said to himself, his mind recalling Wang Chong in distant Qixi.
…
"What?"
In the City of Steel, upon hearing the news from the capital, Wang Chong was dumbfounded, not daring to believe his ears.
"The King of Song recommended me to become Qixi Protector-General, and His Majesty even approved it?!"
He had been in Wushang for three or four months, fighting several major battles, but this news had left Wang Chong even more shocked and surprised. He had thought of many people, but he had never imagined that the King of Song would recommend him, and that the Holy Emperor had even approved it. Even with Wang Chong's ability to devise strategies that could determine victory from a thousand li away, this news still left him flabbergasted.
"How could this be? I'm only seventeen. Given the style of the officials of the court, how could they allow a seventeen-year-old to assume the important position of Protector-General? Where's the letter from The King of Song? Let me see it. "
Wang Chong's mind was in turmoil, truly stunned by this news.
"Haha, Marquis, although Sir is only seventeen, no one in the City of Steel would dare to treat Sir as one. Ask the surrounding countries, whether it's the Ouzan, the Turks, or the distant Mengshe Zhao of the southwest, who would dare to treat Sir as a seventeen-year-old? "
Xu Keyi couldn't help but chuckle as he handed over the letter from The King of Song to Wang Chong. The others around him also had the same reaction.
"No matter what others think, in our eyes, no one in the entire Tang dynasty is more suited to the position of Qixi Protector-General than Marquis. In truth, the Imperial Court should have done this long ago. "
Cheng Sanyuan and the others couldn't help but say.
"The Imperial Court values ability, not age. Why is Marquis so unconfident at a time like this?"
Even Li Siye opened his mouth at this moment. A buzzing voice came from beside his ear. It was as if a great bell had rung out, and even Li Siye opened his mouth.
Wang Chong inwardly gave a bitter smile. He had been rather surprised, but he hadn't expected that his subordinates would be so unhappy. All of them felt that he should have been Protector-General a long time ago.
"Hehe, you're probably the only one who's still lost in the game. Even His Majesty thinks that you can do it, so do you think that you can't? At the very least, I believe in you. There's no problem. "
Xu Yi-qin sat on an exquisite pear blossom chair, her fingers as white as spring onions. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Although the King of Song's letter was rather surprising, it was not unexpected. As for the people gathered around Wang Chong, none of them were surprised. This was a person who could reverse the tides and pacify the southwest, a person who could defeat the White Braves at the triangular gap, kill Dayan Mangpoje, and scare away Dusong Mangpoje, a person who could trick a crafty and cautious person like the Black Wolf Yabgu Agudu Lan into a trap and bury him in Qixi …
If not even this sort of person could become Qixi Protector-General, then no one in the entire Tang dynasty could sit on this position. At the very least, this was what Xu Yi-qin and the others thought.
Wang Chong smiled, a warmth in his heart. He quickly calmed down and began to read the letter from The King of Song. In the letter, The King of Song gave a rough account of the matter, and he also told Wang Chong that this letter was just an advance notice. The official appointment from the Imperial Court would arrive soon, and the emissary announcing the decree had already left the capital for Wushang.
But even so, the news of the appointment had already been sent to the Qixi Protectorate headquarters, as well as all the Great Generals and Protector-Generals of the Tang dynasty on the border. All the Titled Generals of the Tang dynasty, whether Hu or Han, knew of this news. From a certain perspective, Wang Chong was already Qixi Protector-General.
In addition, The King of Song had also mentioned that Wang Chong's martial arts were insufficient, so he was only temporarily acting as Qixi Protector-General. But if all went according to the usual practice of the Imperial Court, as long as Wang Chong did not make any mistakes, once his martial arts improved, he would officially become Qixi Protector-General.
In the history of the Tang dynasty, there had never been a Protector-General at such a young age.
But The King of Song had also given Wang Chong a warning. The Qixi Protectorate was currently in chaos, and there were many factions. Moreover, after Wang Chong had toppled Fomonlința, he had angered many people in the Qixi Protectorate. At the very least, the Hu would not submit to him, and many of them would probably view him as an enemy.
This was also a problem that Wang Chong had to resolve.
If he could not resolve this problem, Wang Chong's position as Qixi Protector-General would be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water. He would not be able to hold on for long. Thus, Wang Chong's position as Qixi Protector-General was far from stable.
However, The King of Song had already given a strong guarantee to the Holy Emperor that Wang Chong would definitely be able to resolve this problem. Thus, if Wang Chong made a mistake, The King of Song would definitely be drawn in as well.
"Your Highness is truly confident in me. This means that the position of Qixi Protector-General must be mine!"
Wang Chong looked at the letter in his hand, his lips curling into a confident smile.
… …
"Bastard! Wang Chong — how could it be that Wang Chong? "
"Has the Imperial Court lost its mind? Even if they pulled a random person on the side of the road, they can't let that brat become our leader! "
"Great General was framed and imprisoned by that fellow, and that bastard even wants to expel us Hu. Did he really think that we would forget so quickly?"
"No! Absolutely not! No matter what the Imperial Court says, I will never recognize him as Protector-General! "
"If everyone still remembers how well Protector-General was protected, then stand with me. I don't believe that that bastard would dare to do anything to all of us!"
… …
Two to three hundred li from Wushang, in the Qixi Protectorate headquarters, the news that the Imperial Court had appointed Wang Chong as Qixi Protector-General was like poking a hornet's nest, causing the entire Qixi Protectorate headquarters to explode. Within the Qixi Protectorate headquarters, a large group of high-ranking Hu generals with hawk-like eyes, deep-nosed noses, and thick beards had gathered to argue with one another.
Even though they had all been fighting to the death over the position of Qixi Protector-General, at least at this moment, they had all reached a consensus on how to deal with that Wang Chong of Wushang's City of Steel.
"Everyone, listen up. I don't care what you think. The new Protector-General can be you, it can be me, it can be any one of us, but it can't be a Han. The Qixi Protector-General has to be a Hu, and this is a condition that all of us have to accept. So what if the Imperial Court has appointed that brat as Qixi Protector-General? Don't forget, there's a saying that goes, 'the heavens are high, the Emperor is far away'! "
While the Qixi Protectorate headquarters was in an uproar, a muscular Hu with deep green eyes and a thick beard tinged with brown at the ends jumped onto an empty metal table. His face was fierce, like that of a savage beast that had starved for ten-some days. Just his gaze was enough to make one's heart tremble.
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