You died to save me, I promise you a lifetime

The second old master shook his head with tears in his eyes.

"How can you stop them? They've already lost their humanity and hurt you once.

Okay, let’s just put this matter behind us and never mention it again.

The war is imminent. Once the prince ascends the throne, you should hurry back to the North and protect it wholeheartedly. Don't fall behind."

"Yes, nephew will listen to my second uncle!" Mu Yifeng responded solemnly.

Qingfengyuan.

After Mu Yifeng comforted the second old master, he returned to Qingfengyuan.

The old man, Guo Shu, Mu Yunge, the eldest princess and An Bei were waiting here.

Everyone talked at once, telling him everything that had happened in the capital over the past two months.

He heard the sound of his fists clenching.

"They are bent on killing us, this is simply too much!

The same thing happened to Yihui and his son. The force and technique they used showed that they were determined to kill me with one blow.

Fortunately, all this is over.

What makes me happiest is that Anbei has found her relatives and the eldest princess has found her granddaughter."

The eldest princess' face was filled with gratitude: "Yifeng, thank you so much! From now on, we are a family."

"Your Highness, there is no need to be so polite."

"I'm not being polite. You are Anbei's family, so you are naturally my family."

Royal study room.

After Mu Yifeng rested for a day, Zhao Jingchen sent someone to call him into the palace.

At the door of the imperial study, Chief Steward Qu was waiting in person. Seeing someone coming, he hurried forward to greet them, "General Mu, we're so glad to have you back. The prince is waiting for you!"

"Okay, thank you, Manager Qu!"

"General, you don't have to be so polite to us. This is what we should do."

As soon as Mu Yifeng stepped into the imperial study, before he could even approach to salute, Zhao Jingchen quickly stepped forward and said, "General Mu, you've had a hard journey. Please take a seat!"

Mu Yifeng was a little uncomfortable with his enthusiasm: "Your Highness, how kind you are! Thank you so much for saving me so many times..."

Zhao Jingchen pushed him to sit on the chair, and Xiao Dezi served him tea with great attentiveness.

"There's no need to be polite between us. Ge'er has helped me a lot. I was poisoned, and it was Ge'er who gave me the precious medicine to cure it. The situation today is also the result of the joint efforts of Ge'er and me.

I received news today that fighting has already begun in the east. Both Nansang and Xishu have also stationed hundreds of thousands of troops on the border. A major war is imminent. After I ascend the throne the day after tomorrow, Ge'er and I will both rush to the battlefield..."

The two talked about the situation in the capital and the current situation on the border.

"Your Highness, the people along the border have been suffering greatly due to years of war. I sincerely hope that the war can be quelled soon so that the people can enjoy a few days of peace."

"Yes, I know! I want to use this opportunity to give them a thorough blow and end the war on the border.

The same goes for you in the north. Find a suitable opportunity and launch a massive counterattack against them."

Mu Yifeng nodded happily: "I heard that Ge'er's martial arts have improved a lot under your guidance. She and her female team are intensifying their training and said they want to go to the battlefield with you."

"Yes, with her current skills, she can easily defeat a hundred people alone.

You and your son are all that's needed in the north. We need your help in the south and east to end the war before winter comes."

Mu Yifeng was excited when he heard that the war could be ended before winter.

"I will spend the next two days with my family. Once the prince ascends the throne, I will rush back to the north. With me and the Mu family army in the north, we will definitely not hinder the overall situation.

When necessary, we will, as the prince said, break away from our usual defense strategy and strike at the Northern Gold King's lair, weakening their fighting power and preventing them from causing trouble for decades."

"Okay, I have you in the north and General Guo in the west. I feel relieved!"

Zhao Jingchen used tea instead of wine and raised his glass to Mu Yifeng, "For the peace of Dayan, let us work together!"

Mu Yifeng raised his teacup and clinked it with him.

The two men spent half a day simulating the war in the north, from tactics to military strategies, in front of the sand table. Even lunch was delivered to the imperial study.

The two of them got along better and better as they talked, and it was almost evening when Mu Yifeng said goodbye and left the palace to return home.

As soon as he returned to the general's mansion, he cheerfully said, "Listening to the prince's words is better than fighting on the battlefield for decades. The young are truly formidable, and there are successors. Some of his ideas on military deployment are things I never dared to even think about before."

The eldest princess smiled and said, "Chen'er is indeed a genius in the use of troops."

After Mu Yifeng came into contact with Zhao Jingchen, he believed the eldest princess's evaluation without a doubt.

He said confidently, "When I return to the Northern Territory this time, I will definitely apply the prince's military tactics to the war and completely defeat and terrify the Northern Jin."

Mu Yunge was a little worried: "Dad, you just came back from the border. Are you in a hurry to go back without a few days of rest?"

"There's no other way. The current situation doesn't allow me to stay in the capital. Once the prince ascends the throne, I will immediately return to the north."

Mu Yunge said in confusion, "My sisters and I should have gone with you to the North to lend a hand, but the East and South need us more."

Mu Yifeng said with a look of relief, “The prince said that you will go to the east and south with him.

Don't worry, I have been dealing with the Northern Jin people all my life, and I am confident enough to contain and defeat them. When the war stops completely, there will be plenty of time for us to get together.

Now go to the yard and exchange a few moves with your father. I want to see how advanced our Ge'er's martial arts skills are now."

An Bei interrupted, "General, I want to compete with you too."

Mu Yifeng jokingly said, "Okay, okay, let's go. Our Anbei has improved his martial arts skills and even speaks more confidently."

An Bei shook his head, "That's it!"

Mu Yunge jumped a few times, stood in the yard, and looked at his father with a smile.

Mu Yifeng also followed, and the father and daughter stood in the yard.

The second old master watched with a smile and whispered to the eldest princess and the old man, "What do you think, how many moves can Yifeng take on Ge'er?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Yi Feng is a veteran on the battlefield after all, with rich combat experience. Although his martial arts skills are not as good as Ge'er's, he won't lose too badly."

The second old master nodded in agreement, "Within a few dozen moves, we'll probably end up in a draw."

The eldest princess said nothing, her eyes fixed on the father and daughter who were ready to fight.

As soon as they exchanged blows, the eldest princess shook her head and said, "Simply speaking from a martial arts perspective, Ge'er's martial arts are far superior to Yifeng's. As for combat experience, Chen'er and my people have taught Ge'er practical combat techniques."

After he finished speaking, the father and daughter had already exchanged more than ten moves, and before twenty moves, Mu Yifeng stopped.

"Ge'er, your father lost!"

He said proudly, "Ge'er's skills are far superior to mine. If she doesn't hold back, I won't be able to withstand a few moves."

An Bei hurried forward: "General, me, and me!"

Mu Yifeng took up his stance again: "Come on, let me test how well An Bei has practiced Kung Fu."

An Bei rushed forward with a smile and a wave of his hand.

After about ten moves, Mu Yifeng stopped.

He praised, "Not easy, even with An Bei, who has the weakest martial arts, I had to give my all, and after more than ten moves, I was able to tie. If I had continued, I would have lost.

Great! We have so many talented people in Da Yan, and we have successors."

An Bei ran to the eldest princess.

"Grandma, the general is not trying to comfort me, is he?"

The princess shook her head and said, "Yifeng is telling the truth. Your Kung Fu has indeed improved greatly. Keep working hard and try to kill more enemies on the battlefield..."