Did the eldest daughter ascend the throne today?

General Zhenbei stood in the yard, looking depressed. Everything had gone wrong since he came here.

Ning Zhiwei left the city overnight to go to the military camp for training. He tried his best to see her but couldn't because the military camp was a restricted area and no outsiders were allowed to enter.

This made Zhang's father and son very angry. Even though they knew she did it on purpose, there was nothing they could do.

This is her territory, and she has 100,000 Ning family soldiers behind her.

In fact, this is a statement. She will not hand over the military power, nor will she rebel in accordance with the emperor's order.

General Zhenbei sighed softly. The situation was getting worse and worse. The rebel king was gradually becoming more powerful, and the rebel armies were popping up like mushrooms after a spring rain. The imperial army was exhausted from running around and had to ask for help repeatedly.

There were no particularly capable generals, and fortunately the rebels did not have a particularly powerful army, so they managed to end up in a draw.

But, this can't go on.

The Zhang family has been tied to the emperor's boat and can only hope for the best for him.

"General Zhang, my master invites you in."

General Zhenbei was shocked and quickly followed his attendant into the house. As soon as he entered, he saw Rong Jing lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper and his complexion ashen.

General Zhenbei was shocked. Is he really sick? "Lord Rong, are you okay? What did the doctor say?"

Rong Jing said weakly, "I am ill from overwork and need to rest."

He spoke in halting sentences, gasping for breath after only a few words.

General Zhenbei was extremely anxious, "Then, what about the wedding?"

Rong Jing looked at him deeply. Wedding? It seems like they all want to use the wedding as an excuse to cause trouble.

"I'm too sick to get out of bed, so I can only wait."

General Zhenbei looked at the frail man, a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes, "But, the Emperor's decree requires you to get married within three days."

Rong Jing sneered in his heart, "There's nothing else I can do. How about Brother Zhang help me get married? You and I have been together all the way, and we are like brothers. If I'm in trouble, please lend a hand, Brother Zhang."

Marrying on behalf of someone else? General Zhenbei was dumbfounded. What the hell was he talking about? "No, this is impossible. I have a wife and a child. How can I marry on behalf of someone else?"

Rong Jing rolled his eyes and made an even more evil suggestion, "Then, you can marry the princess with a big rooster."

The Emperor lacks virtue. He does not marry himself, but expects his subjects to marry and then help him stabilize the northwest region and the relationship between the two countries.

To put it bluntly, they were afraid that he would form an open alliance with Ning Zhiwei, so they deliberately divided their relationship.

General Zhenbei thought of the emperor's instructions before he left, and his attitude became tough, "No, there is no need to go through the process of marrying. The wedding ceremony will only take a quarter of an hour, so just hold on."

Rong Jing's expression darkened. "Nothing is more important than my body. A mere princess marriage is not enough for me to risk my life for."

He said it so firmly that General Zhenbei had a severe headache. He thought about it and weighed the pros and cons repeatedly, "Forget it, I'll help you this time."

"By the way, Princess Jingning refused to follow the Emperor's order and refused to send troops to quell the rebellion. Do you have any solution?"

Rong Jing lowered his eyes slightly, hiding a hint of sarcasm, "If you want to take it, you must first give it."

General Zhenbei knew this truth, but Ning Zhiwei's situation was different. How could a woman compete with men for power and profit?

"It is against the rules to appoint a woman as a general."

Rong Jing nodded seriously, "Indeed, leaving all the generals in the court unused and sending a woman to quell the rebellion is unheard of."

"Logically speaking, General Zhang is a relative of the emperor, so he should devote himself to the emperor, charge into battle, and send troops to quell the rebellion."

Fighting for power is number one, but fighting wars is not.

These words made General Zhang's face darken. He was not outstanding among the military generals and relied entirely on his ancestors' influence. He could not be compared with a talented man like Ning Zhiwei.

"Your Majesty has his own considerations."

As soon as General Zhang left, Rong Jing stood up and wiped off a layer of white powder with a towel.

"Keep keeping an eye on these two gangs."

A voice sounded in the dark, "Yes."

The Jixiang Inn was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and was filled with lively music and a festive atmosphere.

Princess Yinzhu, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, sat in front of the mirror, gazing at her beautiful face in the mirror, and letting the bridesmaid dress her up.

Her heart was pounding as she thought of that godlike man. It was great that she was finally going to marry him.

A voice sounded behind him, "Sister."

Princess Yinzhu raised a bright smile and said, "Second brother, am I beautiful today?"

The second prince frowned, "Yinzhu, don't forget your future mission."

Princess Yinzhu's eyes flickered as she suppressed her impatience, "I know I won't be seduced by men. I only have Dajin in my heart. Everything I do is for Dajin."

The second prince then turned his anger into joy, "Very good, after today, everything will be fine."

Firecrackers rang out, "Here comes the groom."

"Mr. Cheng'en has arrived."

"The Princess of Jingning County has arrived."

"Master Xiao has arrived."

The brother and sister looked at each other, a hint of nervousness flashed in their eyes. What was supposed to happen had happened.

Princess Yinzhu looked out the door eagerly, her heart beating almost faster and her eyes full of longing.

The groom came with a group of people to welcome the bride, "It's almost the auspicious time, has Princess Yinzhu finished dressing up?"

The middle-aged man in the bright red wedding suit was very sturdy, with a dark face and full of energy.

Princess Yinzhu's expression changed drastically. "Who are you?"

General Zhang's eyes flashed with surprise, and he cupped his hands, "Lord Rong is seriously ill and can't get up. In order not to delay the good time, I will marry him on his behalf."

Princess Yinzhu was stunned, and then she became furious, "There is no such rule in our country. I don't agree."

The second prince was also very angry. They did not notify him in advance but informed him on the spot. It was so disrespectful.

"It's just a formality. Princess Yinzhu, don't mind it."

Princess Yinzhu was furious. She picked up something nearby and threw it at him, "Get out, get out."

General Zhenbei dodged to the side, his face darkening, "Princess Yinzhu, you are so bold, are you going to disobey the order? All right, I will write to His Majesty right now, saying that the Great Jin has no intention of making peace."

"You threatened me..." Princess Yinzhu was furious. This was not the wedding she wanted.

The second prince covered her mouth and said, "Wait a minute, General Zhang, this happened too suddenly. Give us some time to discuss it."

"You don't have much time left, hurry up."

The main hall is decorated with flowers in a gorgeous manner.

All the guests who came to watch the ceremony arrived and sat down on both sides. The maids brought them steaming hot tea.

Ning Zhiwei played with the teacup and watched the farce nonchalantly.

The father-in-law smiled and said, "Princess Jingning, the emperor thinks highly of you. Before leaving, he held my hand and told me to convey his respect for you."

"You are worthy of being the child raised by General Ning. You are a master at using troops and have defended the northwest for Da Qi. Your contribution will be remembered for generations to come."

"When you succeed in suppressing the rebellion, I will confer upon you the title of Marquis. You will then have two titles, which will be unprecedented and unmatched. Your name will go down in history and be the envy of the world."

There was an uproar at the scene. Is this possible? Envy!

Ning Zhiwei bowed towards the capital city with a respectful expression, "The emperor's grace is great."

The father-in-law laughed, raised his teacup and said, "Come on, everyone, let's use tea instead of wine to toast His Majesty."

He tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp. Everyone followed his lead, including Ning Zhiwei.

The father-in-law looked down at Ning Zhiwei and saw that her cup was empty. A cold light flashed in his eyes...