Juntian University Chronicle

"Alas!" Zhong Kunyi sighed: "The prime minister is so old, do you really want a white-haired person to give a black-haired person?"

"Brother Gongsun is a gentleman." Zhiming shook his head: "If he suppressed the Ling family with his identity and married Ling Guang early, he might have sons, and this time can also give his grandfather something to think about, no As for... Gongsun's family cut off the incense."

In fact, they also knew that there was still little hope for Gongsun Qiansheng, but they couldn't say it in front of Gongsun Jin, so they were very embarrassed at this time.

It is said that since Beirong opened the business road, the nobles of Beirong only cared about their own enjoyment, and their opponents became more and more exploitative. As long as the money and goods they looted were exchanged for Juntian's good things, the various tribes complained, but He even hated Jun Tian.

Emperor Qikun looked at a report on the desk, and couldn't help feeling annoyed, handed it to Qiu Zhen, and said, "Aiqing, take a look."

Qiu Zhen took it and looked at it, only to find out that some tribes in Beirong rebelled, plundered goods on the commercial roads, and killed many nobles. Ask for help, Juntian help send troops to suppress.

Qiu Zhen couldn't help shaking his head and said: "The nobles of Beirong have always been greedy and completely disregarded people's livelihood. It's only a matter of time before this kind of thing happens. It just caused our Juntian caravan to lose a lot in vain."

"Bei Rong's request, we must respond." Emperor Qikun clasped the case in front of him, and said, "Just take advantage of this time to make them change."

"Your Majesty means to exterminate these rioters, but can't the nobles of Beirong be allowed to go on like this?"

"Exactly, if their country is weak and chaotic, and the people are penniless, what's the use of our business?"

"Does Your Majesty have any candidates for the expedition?"

This sentence made Qikun feel anxious, Jun Tian kingdom had suffered more than ten years of civil strife, almost all military commanders were lost.Now it is out of reach, and it is almost in a situation where there is no general available.

"Your Majesty!" Qiu Zhen knew what Emperor Qikun was worried about, so he said: "Qiu Zhen is not talented, please take the command, and I am willing to share your majesty's worries."

Emperor Qikun looked at Qiu Zhen in surprise, and said: "Although Aiqing is familiar with military books, she has never been on the battlefield, so how can she be so adventurous? I never thought of letting you go on the battlefield."

"Qiu Zhen has been taught by his father since he was a child, and he also knows that a man should serve the country with his own body. Now that the country is in trouble, I am willing to go to the battlefield and fight for the country."

Emperor Qikun looked at Qiu Zhen, his eyes were clear, and his handsome face had an unquestionable tenacity. He suddenly felt that something was collapsing in his heart.This person has been by my side for nearly three years, and he is most loyal and unparalleled, and he can be called a good minister and virtuous talent.What's more valuable is that this person is the most careful, considerate in every way, with Qikun by his side, Qikun feels at ease and agreeable. At this time, he suddenly proposed to go to the battlefield, and Qikun suddenly felt some inexplicable reluctance to give up.

After pondering for a long time, he said: "Aiqing is still young, and she needs experience to lead troops in battle. If Aiqing really has this intention, why not wait for the election of the chief general and Aiqing as the deputy general, and then learn from her. Accumulating experience is the best policy.”

"Your Majesty will order you." Qiu Zhen clasped his fists and said.

In the end, Emperor Qikun announced Qi Yong into the palace. Looking at the government and the public, there are only a few veterans who are worthy of this post.

Therefore, after the final agreement with Qi Yong, Emperor Qikun still had some sympathies.

Young Master Li could also see the difference in his expression, so he withdrew the palace people and said, "Father, it's been a long time since dinner, and you haven't raised your chopsticks for a long time, but what's on your mind?"

Emperor Qikun sighed: "I am worried, there is no general in this court!"

"I have General Qi, General Wu, and General Shen in my dynasty. These are all generals who have made great achievements in battle. Why did the emperor say such a thing?"

"Does the emperor know how old they are this year?"

Young Master Li frowned, apparently he had no such information in his mind.

Emperor Qikun glanced at him and said: "General Qi is nearly sixty years old this year, and the only son in the family, Qi Zhikan, is a well-known playboy in Beijing, and he is useless. General Wu is 55 years old this year, and he has been in poor health recently, and he has nothing to do with him. Young Master, General Shen, the Shen family has long contributed to the greatness and only wanted to expand their power. Looking at General Shen's current posture, I am afraid that he can't even lift his knife."

"Ding!", the jade chopsticks in Young Master Li's hands fell to the ground, he didn't know that the lack of generals in the court had reached such a point, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, if this happened, in two years, if another country invaded, the world would be in danger!

"Why doesn't the father recruit talents and select generals?" He asked anxiously.

Emperor Qikun sighed: "A thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. To be a general, one must not only be skilled in martial arts, but also be familiar with tactics and strategize. The former dynasty favored civility over military affairs, and most people in the world regarded weakness, sickness and thinness as beauty. There are very few people who learn martial arts and practice martial arts, and those born in poverty have no conditions to practice martial arts. I have been looking for such talents for several years, but so far I have not found any outstanding people I am satisfied with."

"It's come to such a state!" Young Master Li also lost his appetite completely. "Then who is the father going to send to Beirong this time?"

"Qi Yong is the general, and Qiu Zhen is the deputy general." For this only son, Emperor Qikun trained him as the heir, so he also tried his best to let him participate in political affairs in order to let him understand.

"Commander Qiu is going to the battlefield?" Young Master Li was taken aback.

"Why is Li'er so surprised?"

"Father," Young Master Li waved his hand: "Qiu Commander is highly skilled in martial arts, and his father was the general who defended Tianxuan City before his death. He also has talent for leading soldiers. It's just that the son feels that he has won the sacred heart by his father's side. The son is also quite speculative with him, the battlefield is dangerous, and the swordsman has no eyes, if there is something wrong, wouldn't the father lose even a caring person by his side?"

Emperor Qikun sighed: "Qiu Zhen is a passionate man who wholeheartedly serves the country. If the widows stop him, wouldn't it be a disappointment to his heart?"

Young Master Li saw that although Emperor Qikun said so, but his face showed reluctance, he also knew that his father did not want Qiu Zhen to go to the battlefield.

Emperor Qikun's father and son talked at night, worrying about political affairs. On the side of the Qi family, Yang could not help but worry when he heard that his husband was going to the battlefield soon: "Master, at your age, His Majesty still wants to send you to fight. Is there no general in the sky?"

Qi Yong's thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he sighed: "Your Majesty, this is really useless!"

No matter how worried the family is, as a general, he must fight for the country. This is a mission and an obligation, and there is absolutely no room for shirk.

A few days later, Qi Zhikan saw his father off, and looked at his gray-haired father, dressed in armor, still majestic. At this time, a mighty army followed behind him, about to go north to fight.For some reason, he suddenly felt a little blocked.