The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Hearing Jin Jiande's tone became obviously serious, Jin Fengling's eyebrows could not help but frown slightly.

She opened her lips lightly and said slowly:

"You command the Qianji Battalion. I need you to do a lot of things. If you want to go, I won't need you."

"Speaking of which, Jianren has a general under his command, Jin Mang. It shouldn't be a problem to let him go. He has been with Jianren for many years and is quite popular. It's a good choice."

Jin Jiande's brows also wrinkled, and he said in a deep voice:

"Although Jin Mang has some reputation, in the opinion of the ministers, he is more courageous than cunning."

"Your Majesty, although Wei Chen is commanding the Qianji Battalion, he is no less important than my elder brother when it comes to fighting on the battlefield! Just let Wei Chen go this time." Jin Jiande became more sincere.

But Jin Fengling then shook her head and said lightly:

"That's wrong. Jianren can lead millions of troops. Although you have been on the battlefield before, the troops you lead are far behind compared to him."

"That Jin Mang is also a general who has led hundreds of thousands of troops. He is enough."

"Just stay in the capital. Here, you can fulfill more responsibilities."

Jin Jiande's brows furrowed even more tightly, and he even felt a little angry in his heart.

The eldest brother holds a million troops, which is great, but how is he worse than him?

Although I don't have many soldiers and horses in my hands, who among the Qianji Battalion is not a master? This is a fighting force that can match the strength of one person!

Although we can't compare military strength, it's just a different focus!

Thinking of this, Jin Jiande became inexplicably angry, and he immediately said:

"Your Majesty, there is nothing important in the capital. It is enough for my subordinates to be here. There is nothing wrong with Your Majesty sending Jin Mang, but please ask Your Majesty to let the ministers follow you too!"

"Weichen will select some masters from Qianji Camp. When the barbarian army is fighting Qin Ze, Weichen will order them to take advantage of the chaos and kill the rebels!"

Jin Fengluan held his chin and fell into deep thought.

Jin Jiande was afraid that she would not agree, so he immediately knelt down and said sincerely:

"Your Majesty! Give me a chance to be loyal!"

"Weichen, you are not a useless person! Qin Ze has taken away His Majesty's Anyang County. Weichen sees it, how can he swallow this breath!"

"The traitor is so domineering, and the ministers will definitely destroy his spirit!"

"When I return victorious, I will go to Anyang County and bring back the tax money. I will definitely allow Your Majesty to live in a brand new palace next spring!"

Hearing this, Jin Fengling raised his brows, but he tasted something unusual.

She squinted and looked down the stage, but she happened to see Jin Jiande's fiery gaze.

Jin Jiande felt the change in Jin Fengling's expression. His heart tightened, his eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly followed:

"As your Majesty's minister, and receiving His Majesty's favor, how can I not do His Majesty's heart a disservice!"

"The heart of a humble minister can be learned from heaven and earth!"

Jin Fengluan dispelled the trace of doubt in his heart, nodded and said:

"Okay, since you are willing to go, then I agree to it."

"Let's do this. Tomorrow I will ask Jin Mang to lead 20 soldiers and horses, and you will go together. As for the people in Qianji Camp, you can decide on your own."

Seeing that he finally had a chance to prove himself, Jin Jiande was happy and kowtowed several times.

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

"If I go on this trip, I will definitely avoid future troubles for Your Majesty!"

"I've decided on the traitor's head!"

So, Jin Fengling smiled slightly and nodded.

Seeing Jin Fengluan's wrinkled face finally burst into smile, Jin Jiande's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but squeeze the hands in his sleeves and clenched them into fists.

"Hmph, traitor! Just wait for me!"

-

That night, Prince Qing's Mansion.

In the dining room, on the dining table.

"Jiande, why don't you stay in the capital? Why go to Anyang County at this time." Jin Jianren frowned and looked at Jin Jiande who was drinking tea.

Jin Jiande was sipping tea. He glanced sideways at Jin Jianren and said, neither salty nor indifferent:

"There is civil strife and Qin Ze is rebelling. As a minister, isn't it normal for me to go?"

Jin Jiande crossed his arms over his chest, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, can't you just let Jin Mang go? And the barbarian army, if you go... it won't be of any use."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Jiande placed the tea cup on the table with a bang.

"What are you talking about? Why is it useless for me to go?"

"Haha, it's not impossible for Jiande to want to go, just let him." Prince Qing on the side was picking up the tea cup and said with a slight smile.

Jin Jianren's expression changed, he looked at the still shaking cup of tea in front of his younger brother, frowned and said:

"I'm just asking casually, why are you acting like this?" He raised his head and cast his gaze on Jin Jiande's face.

Hearing this, Jin Jiande leaned back on his chair, because after drinking a few drinks, his face was a little hot and glowed with a faint crimson. He chuckled and said:

"I'm not worried about Jin Mang's bravery and lack of strategy."

"I'll be sure of it, it's that simple."

As soon as he said this, Prince Qing squinted his eyes and looked at the tea cup in his hand.

Jin Jianren frowned and his voice deepened:

"Jin Mang is my confidant. He has fought with me on the battlefield for many years. I brought him out hand in hand. He is not as unbearable as you said."

Jin Jiande rolled his eyes and leaned forward even more. He said lightly:

"It's still unknown."

Seeing Jin Jiande's frivolous movements, Jin Jianren raised his chin slightly and his eyes became sharp.

"Jiande, don't speak so absolutely."

"Do you think your eldest brother, the person I brought out, can't do it?" Jin Jianren moved his chair, leaned forward slightly, and looked directly at his brother's face with a pair of tiger eyes.

Jin Jianren is nine feet tall, with a powerful appearance and a strong body. Although he is not wearing armor at this time, his fierce aura that has been on the battlefield is still fully revealed.

Like a ferocious tiger with a fierce look, at this moment, this gaze has a compelling pressure.

Being stared closely at by this scorching gaze, Jin Jiande was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately changed.

His eyes averted, he straightened his body, sat peacefully on the chair, lowered his head and whispered:

"Of course not, brother, I just thought that this traitor was too rampant, so I wanted to go and give him some color in person."

"Jin Mang is quite powerful."

Jin Jianren had a stern face, looked at Jin Jiande without blinking, and said word by word:

"That's not what you just said."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Jin Jiande avoided his gaze. He scratched his head helplessly and said with a smile, "Then I take back what I just said."

Hearing this, Jin Jianren leaned back on his chair, squinted his eyes, crossed his arms, and smiled indifferently.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay, that's it, Jiande, just drink some wine. I just said, you have to go on an expedition tomorrow, so don't drink. If you don't listen, you can drink wine, but you can't be greedy."

Prince Qing stood up, patted his son on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

Jin Jiande lowered his head and said yes repeatedly.

King Qing looked at his eldest son again and said with a smile:

"Speaking of which, Jin Mang will lead the army tomorrow. Have you changed him into weapons from the Shenji Battalion?"