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"Your Majesty, the Prince Chen wishes to seek an audience." Fukuhara entered the imperial study and reported to Emperor Xuanyuan.

"Let him wait." Emperor Xuanyuan said without raising his head. He held a black piece in his hand and placed it on the board.

Zhangsun Xiuming pursed his lips, holding onto a white piece, he didn't drop the chess piece for a long time, as though he was thinking about something.

When the Emperor Xuanyuan and Zhangsun Xiuming had finished playing chess, the Emperor Xuanyuan finally remembered that Xuanyuan Chen was still waiting outside the imperial study.

Xuanyuan Chen waited outside the imperial study for two hours. Even though he felt a little helpless, he did not feel resentful, after all, he had refuted royal father's suggestion previously and angered him.

"You've gone too far." After reading the letter that Xuanyuan Chen presented to him, Emperor Xuanyuan was so angry that he directly slammed his palm on the table, causing the black and white chess pieces that were not prepared a moment ago to be scattered all over the ground.

The anger in his heart continued to surge, and Emperor Xuanyuan shouted angrily: Wu Huan truly thinks that I, Heavenly Sage, am unrivalled, and can be freely bullied by them?

"Royal father, don't be so angry. Since Wu Huan has already decided to go against us, we do not need to keep any face for them. " Xuanyuan Chen said coldly, "Royal Father, this son is willing to lead a hundred thousand troops to guard the Mo Bei and fight against Wu Huan."

"My dear sir, what do you think of this matter?" Emperor Xuanyuan did not refute Xuanyuan Chen's suggestion, but he did not agree with Xuanyuan Chen either, and had instead asked him.

Zhangsun Xiuming frowned, although he was hesitating, his words were firm, "This humble subject agrees with Prince Chen's words, I, the Heavenly Sage am a great nation, there is no need to be afraid of the barbarians. Furthermore, if we do not accept the challenge today, Wu Huan will bully us even more in the future. "

"The words of your beloved official are not unreasonable." The Emperor Xuanyuan said indifferently, "Chen Er, in a few days it will be your crowning ceremony, but Mo Bei …"

Originally, the bestowal ceremony for Xuanyuan Chen had been held on a auspicious day a few months ago. But at that time, Wu Huan's army had suddenly pressured him to the brink, and due to helplessness, he had postponed the conferred ceremony.

It wasn't easy to find another lucky day, but …

Sigh, Emperor Xuanyuan sighed.

However, Xuanyuan Chen smirked and spoke in an unconcerned tone, "Royal father, the Heavenly Sage is in trouble now, and the citizens are in trouble. The Crown Prince's bestowal ceremony can be held at any time, but the battle with Wu Huan cannot be delayed!"

The Emperor Xuanyuan nodded and patted Xuanyuan Chen's shoulders, feeling emotional in his heart. That year, the Demon King of Confusion had really grown: "We cannot extend the Crown Prince's conferred ceremony, if not, after a long time, the next auspicious day will come, and we cannot delay our battle with Wu Huan. We can only agitate Chen Er, and hope that Chen Er does not blame her royal father."

Xuanyuan Chen was startled, and agreed.

As for the position of Crown Prince, he actually did not have the impulse to want it. Yes, it was just icing on the cake. No, it wasn't a big deal.

It was only on the fifteenth day of the first month that Xuanyuan Chen finally understood the meaning behind the words the Emperor Xuanyuan had said to him that he had been wronged.

It turned out that when the Emperor Xuanyuan was in the early morning assembly, he had instructed the Fukuhara to read out the decree bestowing upon Xuanyuan Chen the title of crown prince. "Wu Huan deceived me, the Heavenly Saint Realm did not have one, he had actually sent an army to suppress our nation, I wonder who my beloved one is willing to represent us, and expel Wu Huan from Mo Bei forever."

All the ministers looked at each other, but not a single one of them stood up.

Emperor Xuanyuan sat on the dragon throne, looking down at the group of officials who were cowering like turtles at the most crucial moment, coldly laughing in his heart.

He said coldly, "My dear sirs, what happened? "Normally, it makes sense, but why are you so quiet today?"

Xuanyuan Chen's gaze swept around him once, and he was the first to stand out: "royal father, this son is willing to accept the challenge. When Wu Huan bullied me, the Heavenly Saint didn't have anyone, so I wanted to see how the Heavenly Saint beat Wu Huan into a pulp before returning him back home. "

"Alright." Emperor Xuanyuan clapped his hands, and said happily, "Is there any other beloved concubine willing to battle Wu Huan together with Chen Er?"

All the warriors that Heavenly Sage Kingdom could use had basically already been stationed in Mo Bei, and General Xie had even stayed in Mo Bei for more than ten years. A few days ago, General Lin and his son Lin Mu had also led a huge army of one hundred thousand to Mo Bei.

Who would have thought that Wu Huan would actually send a huge army of five hundred thousand to pressure their territory? Wu Huan only had a huge army of two hundred thousand in total, if they did not reinforce him in time, the Mo Bei would probably not be able to survive.

And other than Xuanyuan Chen, the previous War God King, there were no other officers in the imperial court. The rest were merely mere scholars who did not have the strength to tie up a chicken.

Even when they entered the battlefield, they could only be strategists. They had no way to take the lead in a battle.

Zhangsun Wenxuan looked at the people around him, all of them had heavy expressions and remained silent. He glanced at his father's elderly back, gritted his teeth, and stepped out of the group.

Holding the wok, this humble subject bowed respectfully and said coldly: "Reporting to your majesty, this humble subject is willing to accompany Prince Chen to the Mo Bei and completely expel Wu Huan from the borders of the Heavenly Sage."

Seeing Zhangsun Wenxuan standing out, Zhangsun Xiuming's heart flashed with uneasiness, as expected, he knew that his son was willing to follow the army.

He felt both bitter and proud at the same time.

He was proud that his son had finally grown up, knowing that he had to protect his home and country, and his country. However, he was also very sad. On the battlefield, there were no signs of blades and swords. If he was not careful, he would lose his life.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked at Zhangsun Wenxuan for a long time, his heart feeling surprised, seeing the scholarly Zhangsun Wenxuan, he sighed: "The Changsun family has raised a good son."

After pausing for a moment, he said: "Prince Chen, General Feng, Young General Zhangsun Wenxuan, leading the way for two hundred thousand soldiers. Tomorrow morning, set off immediately, you must not miss the best opportunity."

"Yes, son."

"This humble subject accepts the order."

Xuanyuan Chen and Zhangsun Wenxuan said in unison.

After leaving the imperial court, Xuanyuan Chen patted Zhangsun Wenxuan's shoulder. Although he wanted to ask some questions, in the end, he swallowed his words back down.

Zhangsun Xiuming looked at Zhangsun Wenxuan, his heart filled with pride, but he had many questions. He didn't know where to start asking them, but he remained silent for a long time.

In the end, it was Zhangsun Wenxuan who could not bear to continue watching. He walked beside Zhangsun Xiuming and explained in a low voice: "Father, I have grown up and understand what I really want to do. I hope that father will not stop me."

He had always been worried that Zhangsun Xiuming would not agree with him.

But unexpectedly, Zhangsun Xiuming only patted his shoulder, and warned him: "Blades and swords have no eyes, you must protect yourself well, and be careful in everything you do."