Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

"Long live the Great Chu! Long live His Majesty!" Someone started shouting excitedly first.

The next moment, a roar like a tsunami rose into the sky, like rolling thunder, shaking the whole area!

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

The soldiers pounded their breastplates vigorously and waved their weapons, their eyes burning with fanatical fighting spirit and desire for merit.

The encouragement of the emperor's personal expedition, coupled with the grand blueprint of unifying the world and the promise of the greatest hero, instantly ignited their morale to the peak!

The originally solemn and murderous military formation now seemed to have transformed into a burning flame that was eager to devour everything!

Chu Ning looked at the imposing scene with satisfaction, and suddenly drew the sword from his waist, pointing the tip of the sword towards the east:

"set off!"

The trumpets sounded and the drums beat!

The huge army began to wriggle slowly like a giant dragon awakening, then gradually accelerated and turned into an unstoppable black torrent.

They rolled along the wide official road towards the eastern battlefield.

Smoke and dust gradually rose, covering the sky and the sun.

Li Bi led all the officials who stayed behind and stood in awe.

Until the army's silhouette gradually blurred at the end of the official road, the deafening sound of footsteps and horse hooves gradually faded away, and finally only the faint echoes in the wind remained.

He slowly stood up and looked at the dust rising in the east that lingered for a long time.

The excitement and respectfulness that he had deliberately maintained on his face gradually faded away, replaced by an indelible solemnity and worry.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

He sighed silently in his heart: "Han territory has just been settled, and people's hearts are not yet attached. It is like a pile of dry firewood."

"Although you wiped out the aristocratic families with swift and violent means, the Liu royal family has been operating for hundreds of years. How could there not be a few who slipped through the net or hidden loyal ministers?"

"How could those local tyrants truly and willingly hand over their land?"

He looked back at the towering but slightly empty Chang'an City behind him, and thought of the mere 10,000 soldiers under his command. He had to monitor the vast Han area, implement the new land policy that would inevitably affect the interests of countless people, and guard against any possible rebellion.

"What if the remnants of the Han Dynasty rise again, or if local tyrants unite to cause chaos... can I really stop them with only these ten thousand men?"

This thought was like a poisonous snake, entwining around his heart and making him feel an inexplicable chill.

However, once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back.

He has already embarked on this boat. There is no other way to go except to grit his teeth and persevere, relying on the remaining prestige of His Majesty and these 10,000 elite soldiers, and doing his utmost to stabilize the situation.

He only hoped that His Majesty could achieve a decisive victory on the Eastern Front as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the Han area, which seems to have surrendered, may be in turmoil again at any time.

After bidding farewell to the army that was led by the emperor himself, Li Bi returned to his residence with a lot on his mind and heavy pressure.

This mansion was originally the residence of a nobleman in the previous dynasty. It was now awarded to him by Chu Ning. It has carved beams and painted rafters, and deep courtyards, showing the glory of the new nobility everywhere.

However, Li Bi did not feel happy at all at this moment. He felt that this magnificent mansion was like an exquisite cage, and the air was filled with invisible pressure.

He dismissed his attendants and walked alone into the study, intending to calm down and carefully plan how to implement the thorny policy of equal distribution of land.

Your Majesty has entrusted him with such an important task. It is an opportunity, but also a bottomless abyss. If he takes a wrong step, he will be doomed.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the study, the room was a little dark, with only a little light coming in from the window.

He walked towards the large rosewood desk as usual, his eyes casually sweeping across the table, but his body suddenly froze!

In the center of the desk, where he usually placed the four treasures of the study, there was now an unsigned, ordinary letter!

Li Bi's face changed instantly, the blood color faded from his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned pale.

My heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand and suddenly stopped beating.

Then he started beating wildly again, hitting his chest and making a loud thud, which was particularly harsh in the quiet study.

He did not touch the letter immediately, but turned around abruptly, almost stumbling to the door, opened it, and shouted sternly to the outside:

"Butler! Li Fu!"

Li Fu, the old butler who had been waiting in the distance, heard the sound and hurried over. Seeing the master's out-of-control appearance, he was also shocked:

"Master, what do you want?"

Li Bi stared at him intently, his voice hoarse and distorted due to extreme tension:

"Today! Who has entered my study today? Tell me everything, don't leave out a single detail!"

Li Fu was shocked by his appearance. After thinking carefully, he shook his head affirmatively: "Master, there are no outsiders visiting today."

"I have been guarding nearby the entire time. Apart from the maid responsible for sweeping and cleaning who went in to wipe it down in the early morning, no one else has entered."

"That maid is an old servant in the mansion. She has clean hands and feet. She would never dare to touch the master's things."

"Are you sure? Is there no suspicious person approaching?" Li Bi asked worriedly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"I guarantee with my life that no outsiders are allowed to enter!" Li Fu answered firmly.

Li Bi's face became even gloomier. He waved his hand and said in a tired voice:

"Got it. Go ahead and leave now. No one is allowed to approach the study without my permission!"

"Yes, sir."

Li Fu looked at him worriedly, bowed and retreated, and carefully closed the door for him.

The study was once again filled with dead silence.

Li Bi leaned against the cold door and slowly slid down, almost fainting.

Cold sweat had soaked his underwear.

Instead of reassuring him, the housekeeper's words plunged him into deeper fear.

Since no outsiders entered, how did this letter appear in his heavily guarded study, on his most private desk, without anyone noticing?

This could only mean that a deeply hidden power had infiltrated his residence, or in other words, it possessed means far beyond his imagination and could enter his residence as if no one was there!

He took a moment to catch his breath, forcing himself to calm down.

He struggled to stand up, walked to the desk, and stared at the letter that seemed to exude an ominous aura.

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly. He touched it several times and then retracted it. Finally, he gritted his teeth and picked it up.

The letter feels a little heavy and is made of ordinary material.

He carefully opened the sealing wax and took out the letter inside.

Unfolding the letter, Li Bi's eyes swept over the slightly sloppy but powerful handwriting on it. His pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing stopped instantly!

The content of the letter was not a greeting, nor a request for help, but a naked and bloody threat!

Li Bi just took a look and his back was soaked in cold sweat.