Chapter 282 Internal And External Troubles

In the Changle Palace of Jinling City.

The civil and military officials of the Chen Kingdom gathered here.

Great Xia Empire's pillar, Cui Ting, had gathered an entire 300,000 troops and marched towards Changwu Pass. He feared that they would arrive at Changwu Pass in less than half a month's time.

After all, the land of the Chen Kingdom was narrow and sparsely populated, and this army of 300,000 was very likely to be a calamity for the Chen Kingdom.

The palace urgently gathered all the important people and began to discuss the matter of confronting Cui Ting's army.

After three full days, civil and military officials and kings and generals were in a frenzy in Changle Palace, but they were still unable to come up with a complete plan to fight against Cui Ting's 300,000 troops.

This was not because the officials of the Chen Kingdom were incompetent. It was just that it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. The Battle of Seizing the Daughter-in-law had consumed too much of the Chen Kingdom's strength. There were only two people in the country who could fight against this 300,000 strong army.

Monk, who had earned the title of Duke of Qin, and Chen Ping, the king of Fengxing, who had a hundred thousand soldiers guarding the southern border.

Chen ping is willing to lead troops to the north and west, but there are many voices of opposition in the court, all said that this matter is important, and monk guarding the western border for many years have little failure, let him go the safest. However, at this critical juncture, Munch said that he was ill. Chen Xuanji had ordered him to enter the palace several times, but he was refused.

Whether Munch was really sick or fake was naturally a matter of judgement, but Cui Ting at the border would not wait for Chen to make a decision before attacking. Chen Xuanji, who had listened to the endless arguments on the high platform for three days, finally stood up with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Since Prince Qin's illness is so serious, I cannot force him to do so. The Changwu Pass war is urgent, then let Prince Fengxing lead the troops!"

Once these words were spoken, Chen Ping would kneel down in response, and he was just about to accept the order to thank him.

"Your Majesty, Cui Ting holds 300,000 elites in his hands. Although King Feng Xing has led the troops in the Southern Region for many years, Zhou Chen has been cultivating for decades. There are few battles. I fear that King Feng Xing will find it difficult to defend himself for a while. I think that His Highness Prince Qin is the safest one to deal with this matter."

"Yes, Your Majesty, Cui Ting is cunning and fickle. He can't be defeated by King Qin!"

"This is about the country. Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

The few of them echoed with loud voices. Their appearances were rather loyal to the Sovereign, but they did not notice the ugly expression on Chen Xuanji's face as they spoke.

"Everyone, do you mean that I will kneel down and invite him?" Chen Xuanji swept his gloomy gaze across the crowd. At the same time, Ling Lie's sword intent broke out from his body. When the crowd sensed this, their expressions immediately changed. They all put away their voices and lowered their heads.

"I have already decided on this matter. You don't have to say anything else. Leave." Chen Xuanji said again.

After saying this, Chen Xuanji sat back on the dragon chair behind him. At that time, everyone in the Manchu Dynasty looked at me and I looked at you, but after a long time, they still had no choice but to retreat.

Looking at the retreating officials, Chen Xuanji suddenly seemed to have thought of something. He said to everyone, "King Fengxing, please stay."

The middle-aged man who retreated with his hands clasped behind his back was slightly stunned when he heard this. He stopped where he was and respectfully bowed and knelt, waiting for Chen Xuanji to summon him.

When the officials retreated, Chen Xuanji winked at the officials around him. At that time, the officials also retreated. In the blink of an eye, only Chen Xuanji and Chen Ping were left in Nuoda's palace.

At that time, Chen Xuanji stepped down from the high platform and quickly arrived in front of Chen Ping. He extended his hand to support this royal clan relative who was over forty years old.

"Is Uncle confident in this trip?" Chen Xuanji asked softly.

Chen Ping, who stood up, shook his head with a bitter smile. Instead, he asked, "Your Majesty, a Qin King Munch, how is it?"

Chen Xuanji was stunned for a moment, but he still replied truthfully, "He is naturally a fierce general capable of conscripting warriors."

"That's right. Qiang Rumeng Ke still claims to be sick and avoids the battle. How much chance does His Majesty think I have of winning?" Chen Ping said with a faint smile on his face.

"Uncle means to say that Munch avoided the battle because he knew that he was no match for Cui Ting?" Chen Xuanji frowned.

"Of course not." Chen Ping shook his head, "Although Munch has ulterior motives, but he is a smart person. If he really knew that he is not Cui Ting's opponent, then now he has already begun to actively deploy all sides to join forces with our soldiers."

"Then uncle means…"

"I think in Monk's opinion, that aggressive Cui Guozhu's 300,000 strong army will not be a match for his 100,000 Tiger Wolf Cavalry." Chen Ping said this, and his expression became gloomy and cold at that time.

"Since that's the case, then why did Munch avoid the battle? I don't want to miss my uncle's style of doing things by giving up this great credit."

"Your Majesty." Chen Ping's eyes immediately flashed with a cold light, "In Munch's eyes, Cui Ting may not be his match, but it is enough to destroy the hundred thousand troops in my hands."

"Moreover, Lord Qin is a king side by side. His territory is vast, and he eats 100,000 households. He is dressed in Nine Tins. To him, no matter how much credit he has, what does it mean to him?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Chen Xuanji's body trembled. He frowned as if he understood something.

"Uncle means…"

"As long as I die, the military and government of the Chen Kingdom will be held by him alone … His Majesty will have to be careful." Chen Ping cupped his hands and said.

"Since that's the case, then why does Uncle still have to go?" Chen Xuanji was puzzled.

"If I don't go, Munch will never make a move. Your Majesty, can't you see that His Highness Prince Qin is already impatient to wait?" Chen Ping sneered.

"But don't worry, Your Majesty. Although Cui Ting's troops are strong, I am not someone who will surrender. The outcome of the battlefield is never decided by strength. Therefore, I have no chance of winning this battle." Chen Ping saw Chen Xuanji's unbearable expression. He said again with a relaxed expression. However, he quickly remembered something and said truthfully, "But if this minister dies in battle, His Majesty will have to face Lord Qin who holds the lifeline of the Imperial Court alone. His Majesty must make preparations."

Chen Xuanji hesitated slightly. The words of advice in his mouth had already reached his mouth, but when he met Chen Ping's resolute gaze, he had no choice but to swallow them back. He had roughly read out how resolute this Prince of the Chen Kingdom was in defending his territory at this time. This determination was not only aimed at foreign invaders, but also at internal enemies.

At that time, Chen Xuanji nodded and bowed respectfully to Chen Ping, saying, "Then it will be hard for Uncle Chen to defend our Chen Clan against foreign enemies."

Chen Ping replied, "I would also like to trouble His Majesty to pacify the internal thieves of our Chen Clan."

After the two of them finished speaking, the old man and the young man suddenly smiled. Then, they all turned around and went outside the palace. They led their troops westward and rushed to the palace to write a secret imperial edict.

As for life and death, black and white, there was a clear line between the two of them.

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