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Traveling day and night, Han Zhou personally brought the urgent battle situation of the front line of 800 miles back to the capital. At the same time, the Imperial Guard Division and the Imperial Command Division had already begun to gather together to prepare for the Dragon Boat Festival parade.

After more than a year of fighting and bleeding on the battlefield, the young man, who had not yet reached adulthood, finally drew his sword. Courage and murderousness became the hilt, and his unbridled passion became the sharp blade.

This sword became a magic weapon for victory on the battlefield.

But this sword seems increasingly out of place in this power-hungry city.

Riding a horse and holding a spear, passing through the Imperial River in Shendu, Han Zhou looked at the two teams of guards who were twisted into a ball and punching each other, and frowned slightly.

Shen Jinmo is the Minister of Guard Affairs of the Imperial Front Command Office, and Tian Ding is his confidant who was promoted by him. The Imperial Front Command Office and the Imperial Guard Office seem to belong to different officials, but in fact, they all listen to Shen Jinmo.

He really didn't know why there was any need for conflict between these people.

Thinking that he would have to go see Xie Nanxing first when he came out of the palace, Han Zhou did not intervene and ran directly to the Golden Palace.

The sunlight shines on the black armor, the fiery red cloak breaks the silence of power, and the silver spear with red tassel in his hand is gently swaying in the spring breeze.

The young general, who had made great military achievements, was favored by the king and was allowed to enter the palace to meet the king with a gun.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor."

"Flat body, give me a seat."

The soft stool and coffee table were carried in by the eunuch, and Han Zhou bowed to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

He took out the memorial from his arms and handed it to Eunuch Lin: "Your Majesty, this is the latest battle report, please take a look."

Eunuch Lin spread the memorial handed over by Han Zhou in front of Xia Hong, then turned around and poured tea for Han Zhou himself.

There was silence in the palace. Eunuch Lin smiled and broke the silence: "General Xiao Han's silver spear shocked the Eastern Japanese. With General Xiao Han here, I see that the emperor sleeps better this year than in previous years."

Han Zhou stood up and knelt on one knee towards Xia Hong who was reading the memorial. "On the battlefield, we rely on real swords and guns. This battle was able to push the Eastern Japanese back another 50 miles, thanks to the selfless sacrifice of the soldiers on the front line."

Eunuch Lin, who had originally intended to pass on a topic to Han Zhou so as to make Xia Hong happy, saw the smile on his face disappear completely bit by bit.

Han Zhou is not Shen Jinmo, who was born for the desire for power in the Divine Capital, nor is he Xun Zhan, who was born with a heart full of seven orifices.

This divine capital is not suitable for Han Zhouhuo who holds military power.

In other words, the Divine Capital controlled by Xia Hong is not suitable for Han Zhou.

Xia Hong hid the turmoil in his eyes and put on a dignified smile of a superior: "Sit down nicely, you are a meritorious minister, I allow you not to kneel or bow."

Han Zhou, who was kneeling on one knee on the ground, could not understand what the king said. He held the spear in his hand with too much force, and the red tassel, which had been soaked countless times with the blood of the bandits, shook slightly.

He could not understand the king's implicit meaning at this moment, and the doubts in his heart finally turned into submission to the king.

"I don't dare."

At Xia Hong's signal, Eunuch Lin personally helped Han Zhou to stand up: "The emperor has always liked you. Before you came back, the emperor would praise you no matter who he met."

"You don't know that since you left the Divine Capital, the Emperor has been rewarding the Loyal Marquis with many gifts every now and then."

"If you keep holding back like this, it will hurt the emperor's feelings."

The emperor has done a great job.

If there is trouble tomorrow, it will be the fault of Han Zhou, the minister.

The moment Han Zhou looked up, he met Xia Hong's gaze, who had turned his eyes away from the memorial paper.

There was still a smile in the king's eyes, but it was completely different from the smile Han Zhou had before he went to the battlefield.

Today's Han Zhou is no longer the playboy of the former capital. He now holds military power and has military merits. Xia Hong looks at Han Zhou as a powerful official.

He was the first to bow his head: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I will fulfill my mission and will not return to the court until the Eastern Japanese are destroyed."

"I feel relieved that my great Xia man has such ambition."

Xia Hong put the letter down. As for Han Zhou, he had already thought about his future.

"Wu Cixiu was killed by Wang Heng for treason, and the Tiger Power Army successfully launched its warships right after. It turns out that the war in the East was delayed by Wu Cixiu."

"Such traitors deserve to be put to death."

When these words reached Han Zhou's ears, his tense nerves were cut in half.

Wu Cixiu, treason?

Shen Jinmo, kill Wu Cixiu?

At the frontier, they were thinking every day about how to drive the bandits out of the Divine Capital. The only connection between the Huwei Army and the Divine Capital was the military pay that was allocated on a regular basis.

Since the winter of last year, the people who came to deliver military pay had changed from Tian Ding to people from the Ministry of War, and Han Zhou knew nothing about this Divine Capital.

Han Zhou raised his hand and rubbed his ears, his heart trembling. Reason and caution had lost the soil in which to take root.

He looked up at the emperor and asked, "Did the emperor talk to you about the tutor just now?"

When the meritorious official returned to the court, Xia Hong, who should have been smiling with satisfaction, suddenly showed a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

This was the third time that day that Eunuch Lin felt his heart leaping into his throat. He forced himself to steady his voice, "General Xiao Han is busy fighting on the border. I don't think he knows about the Grand Tutor's treason."

"But General Xiao Han, don't worry. Wu Cixiu has been killed by Lord Shen. No one will mislead the war situation and delay the war in the future."

"The matter of pacifying the Eastern Japanese will surely come to fruition naturally."

Two drops of tears fell silently from her eyes, rolled onto the jade floor of the golden palace, and caused ripples.

Each word was pronounced with a heavy emphasis, and mixed with grief was a questioning of the imperial power.

"My master, how could you possibly be a traitor to your country?"

The last smile in Xia Hong's eyes was swallowed up by the majesty of the imperial power. The spring outside the Golden Palace could not enter the Golden Palace where the north wind was blowing.

The passion and resentment in his heart directly shattered the surrounding ice.

Han Zhou wanted to ask again, but the generals who had fought on the battlefield for hundreds of days and nights had a fear of danger ingrained in their bones.

He knew that if he asked again, he would die, and he would implicate the entire Zhongqin Marquis Mansion and die with them.

After appreciating enough of the young general's decadence that was interpreted as bending over the bar, Xia Hongcai seized this opportunity that was least likely to tell a lie and asked what he wanted to know most.

"Since the warship has been successfully tested, I wonder when General Xiao Han plans to mass-produce warships to drive the Eastern Japanese out of our Daxia waters?"