Mother, I have returned to the throne.

When Lin Fu said this, everyone around him was puzzled.

Is the Prime Minister probably stupid?

Could it be that he was so angry that he went crazy after seeing Song Yuan rise so quickly?

"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't this a good thing?"

"According to His Majesty's previous instructions, it won't be long before the eldest prince will be heading to the front lines. Think carefully, if he directly takes over the Zhenbei Army, what will the problem be with these thousands of palace soldiers?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was enlightened.

Right!

Song Yuan is about to go to the border, where he will die on the battlefield. What can a mere thousand men do in the face of the high pressure of the barbarians?

The investment in each battle can even reach hundreds of thousands.

In this context, how can we influence the course of battle with just a thousand people?

This kind of reward is equivalent to nothing, isn't it a good thing?

"Besides, whether the eldest prince can go to the border is another matter!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Lin Fu's face turned gloomy.

"The Crown Prince is currently in the limelight. How could Your Majesty let him down? These 1000 men must be of great use. I'm afraid Your Majesty is feeling pity for them and wants to retract his decision!"

"If Your Majesty cancels the arrangements for the eldest prince and lets him stay in this imperial city, even if he has a thousand men around him, won't he be at our mercy?"

The power to recruit government soldiers is indeed a hot commodity in the eyes of others.

But if there is an upper limit, it will be useless.

A thousand people are not too many, but not too few either. They are enough to protect themselves, but wanting to deal with outsiders is simply wishful thinking!

In this case, it is not a threat at all. With Lin Fu's temperament, he can control him with a wave of his hand.

"The Prime Minister has a good eye. He can reveal the truth just by speaking casually. We are far behind him. But sir, since Song Yuan may stay in the imperial city, shouldn't we also find a way to deal with him properly?"

Those who stayed by his side at this moment were all close confidants of this powerful minister.

The conversation becomes much more natural and casual.

The powerful minister frowned, thinking of his son-in-law who was now kneeling outside the Taimiao.

He clenched his fist and then unclenched it.

"The eldest prince is currently in the limelight, why would we mess with him?"

"As the saying goes, everything turns to its opposite when it reaches its extreme. Now that the barbarians are gone, his chance to become famous is gone. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Let's wait until the eldest prince's reputation fades before dealing with him. From now on, no one can provoke him. Do you understand?"

The officialdom is like a bar. If you want to drink a good glass of wine, you must be patient.

The longer you wait, the mellower the wine will be.

Lin Fu had been an official for many years, so how could he not understand this truth?

What does a moment of pride count for?

The one who laughs last is the real talent!

……

Ministry of War.

Equipment library.

As the emperor's confidant, General Zhao personally accompanied Song Yuan today.

Come here to collect the equipment used by the palace soldiers.

Because of His Majesty's instructions, General Zhao made it very convenient this time.

Directly opened the innermost room.

What comes into view is a set of iron armor!

"hiss……"

The three people beside Song Yuan gasped when they saw this scene.

In the Qin Dynasty, iron armor is a rare commodity.

The emperor must be making a big move this time.

"Your Highness, this is the Cold Light Armor. A full set weighs thirty kilograms. When fully armed, except for the joints, the entire body is invulnerable to swords and guns!"

"Even if we only have a thousand people wearing it, our combat power cannot be underestimated. If the opponent does not have armor-piercing equipment, even if we can withstand ten thousand, it is not a luxury!"

General Zhao said this attentively, just to express his goodwill.

Song Yuan frowned slightly, showing some dissatisfaction.

What do you want armor for?

"General Zhao, let's discuss something. Can we exchange these cold light armors?"

"As far as I know, the frontier cavalry all use leather armor. After all, horses can only carry a limited amount of weight, and cavalry use long weapons. Wearing iron armor will restrict their movements, which is not worth the cost!"

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

General Zhao was slightly stunned.

Some people came to me to use their connections to make friends with me, and quite a few of them exchanged leather armor for iron armor.

As a result, when he came to Song Yuan, he was very attentive to him, but he looked down on him.

Isn't this the same as getting a cold shoulder?

"General Zhao, if the Emperor knew about this, I'm afraid he wouldn't be happy. I'm just following the rules!"

Song Yuan explained with a smile, then waved to Huo Jianchuan and the other two behind him.

"Okay, shall we go?"

Looking at Song Yuan's turning back, General Zhao was slightly stunned.

Is this eldest prince really afraid of rumors from others?

Just because I was afraid of His Majesty's suspicion, I missed a great opportunity in vain.

Is this still the behavior of the free and easy man who risked his life at the banquet?

……

Outside the armory.

Song Yuan led his servants and drove the carriage.

He rode a fine horse and walked side by side with Huo Jianchuan and the other two.

Thinking of Song Yuan's actions, Ye Zhun felt regretful: "Your Highness, are we really going to give up such a great opportunity in vain?"

"Everyone knows that the armor is invincible. If we settle for second best, wouldn't that be a waste?"

"Then let me ask you, what do frontier cavalry wear?"

"Of course it's leather armor!"

"That's right. After I get married, I'll be heading to the front lines. What use will that armor have for me?"

"But……"

"Besides, let me ask you, who can control the thirty-jin Cold Light Armor?"

Seeing that Ye Zhun was about to speak, Song Yuan waved his hand.

Ye Zhun raised his eyebrows. "If I'm on horseback and have a bit of strength, I can carry such a heavy load. But if I'm on horseback, I might not be able to control it as well without two and a half years of experience!"

Song Yuan smiled and nodded, confirming Ye Jun's statement, and then asked in return.

"Then can you guarantee that all the thousand people you recruit will have the same experience as you and Commander Huo?"

According to Song Yuan's estimation, even if three people came forward, they could rely on the previous reputation of the Huben Army.

Most of those who were able to be recruited were also newcomers to the battlefield.

The military emphasizes integrity and compatibility. In this context, even if there are veterans, the acceptance level of newcomers must be considered.

Isn't it simply nonsense to let a person who has never held a knife wear cold armor and control the reins?

What's more, Song Yuan is determined to go to the frontier.

What if my cheap father has a change of heart?

"Anyway, just do as I say. Remember, I don't want an invincible iron army, but quick success in a short period of time!"

Song Yuan turned around and gave some instructions to the three people.

"In two months, I want these new recruits to become familiar with life on horseback. Only then can they adapt to the bumpy ride when we head to the border!"

"Your Highness, didn't you say before that His Majesty wanted you to stay in the Imperial City?"

"What he thinks is his business, what he does is mine. Anyway, just wait and see. This time, I have the confidence to change His Majesty's mind!"

Song Yuan focused his eyes and said this with a burning look in his eyes.

At the same time in the palace.

General Zhao informed His Majesty of Song Yuan's performance in the armory.

Song Youji frowned and sneered.

"The boss is still so weak. He'd rather wear leather armor than iron. He's really afraid of being labeled a rebel!"