We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Huo Duanxiao held the imperial edict and read it aloud with a solemn expression, his voice echoing far away.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said:

I believe that imperial power is of paramount importance, the country is the priority, and the protection of the frontiers depends on the wise and virtuous.

Your Highness, Prince Li Che, is a descendant of the royal family, with a jade-like constitution and golden features, a loyal nature, and both civil and military talents.

Since childhood, he has been diligent in study, gentle and refined, and well-known for his filial piety and friendship."

Li Che lowered his head and listened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Although the first half of the official imperial edict was mostly clichés, he still couldn't help but complain in his heart:

It's okay to say he's both talented and virtuous, but being gentle and refined is also true...

But this compliment is a bit too corny. Is this really talking about me?

"Since being granted the title of Ninggu Commandery, he has achieved numerous remarkable feats, most notably in his conquest of the Kingdom of Goryeo, where he decisively defeated the enemy army, spreading the nation's prestige in foreign lands and bolstering the military's prestige on the border. His contributions have benefited the nation and the people."

Huo Duanxiao paused and continued reading:

"Specially appointed as the King of Feng!"

"To commend your illustrious military exploits, I bestow upon you the imperial decree, to grant you the title of king, to govern the frontiers, to comfort the people, to carry on the past, and to enhance the prestige of our Daqing nation!"

Li Che blinked in disbelief.

Serve the king!

Good fellow, Father, you are also a time traveler?!

Will they really send a telegram to the whole country and let the Fengtian Army enter the pass?

Is this going to make him go on the road to becoming the King of Northeast China and never come back?

"To honor your merits, I grant you the following privileges:

You can mint copper coins by yourself and circulate them within the country to benefit merchants and people's livelihood!

You can recruit your own troops and select good generals to prepare for conquests and strengthen border defense!

We can cast weapons that are excellent, strong and sharp to prepare for military needs and strengthen our national strength!

You can lead the army to fight and expand the territory to expand the territory of Daqing and strengthen our national strength!

From today on, everything outside the mountains and seas will be ours!"

Listening to Huo Duanxiao's rhythmic reading, Li Che's eyes became brighter and brighter.

I couldn't help but shout in my heart: Father, you are so wise!

Beyond the mountains and seas, everything is Fengtu!

This move is equivalent to removing the golden hoop from Monkey King's head, giving himself great autonomy.

From now on, you can be the master of your own house outside Shanhaiguan!

Once we leave Shanhaiguan, I, Li Che, will have the final say!

"You should cultivate your virtue, be prudent in your duties, serve the sovereign with loyalty, care for the people with kindness, command the army with wisdom, and expand the territory with courage, so as to meet my high expectations and satisfy the expectations of the world.

Qinzai, thank you!

On April 16th of the first year of Daqing, the imperial edict was issued.

Admire this. "

After reading it, Huo Duanxiao respectfully took a few steps forward and presented the imperial edict to Li Che with both hands.

Li Che suppressed his excitement and bowed again according to the etiquette process:

"Your son, Li Che, accepts your order and expresses his gratitude!"

After taking the imperial edict with both hands, Huai En hurried forward and held the edict cleanly in his hands.

Huo Duanxiao took a step forward and congratulated with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Li Che also smiled: "Thanks to Mr.

Then he straightened his back and looked at the crowd below.

Huai En came back to his senses and sang loudly: "Greetings to the King."

The civil and military officials were all very excited and shouted in unison:

"Meet the King!"

Li Che was conferred the title of prince, and as his subjects, their status would naturally rise.

The people below were a little slow to react. After the Ninggu Army's bugler had already blown the horn, they cheered and shouted:

"Meet the King!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Prince Feng, tsk tsk tsk, it sounds better than the Prince of Ninggu!"

Waves of cheers came one after another, one louder than the other, and soon Chaoyang City was boiling with excitement.

The people, with red faces, came from all directions, their joy evident on their faces.

Huo Duanxiao looked at the scene in front of him and felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

This is no longer what the people want. These people simply regard His Majesty the King as a god!

Even though he was resourceful, he couldn't understand how Li Che had managed to gain such popular support in just a few months.

Li Che smiled faintly as he looked at the cheering crowd, feeling deeply moved.

Compared to the title of prince, the love of the people is a treasure that is more worth cherishing.

Whoever puts the people in his heart will be held high by the people!

......

Among the generals, Wang Sanchun turned his head and asked Wang Laosi, "Laosi, you are well-read. Is the title of His Highness a good one?"

Li Che insisted on letting the generals learn knowledge, but after all, they were a group of rough men. It was rare for them to recognize a few common words, and it was impossible to expect them to love reading.

Only Wang Laosi is very interested in reading. He has been cramming various books in the past few months and has learned some common sense.

"Well, conventionally speaking, the prince is the highest rank among the nobility, and there is no distinction between high and low."

Wang Laosi replied in a low voice.

"But the titles of kings from the vassal states during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, such as the King of Qi, the King of Chu, the King of Yan, the King of Han, the King of Zhao, the King of Wei, and the King of Qin, are more prestigious. After all, they were all powerful vassal states at one time."

Wang Sanchun rolled his eyes. "Prince Feng isn't even among the vassal states. Doesn't this old emperor seem unrefined? Didn't he give His Highness a poor title?"

"We should find a chance to attack the imperial capital. If not to seize the throne for His Highness, we should at least seize the title of King of Qi!"

Wang Laosi shook his head. "Brother, be careful what you say. Although 'Feng' is not among the heroes of the Warring States Period, it is a royal title that has never appeared before. I think His Majesty created it for Your Highness, or it may have other meanings."

Wang Sanchun was even more confused about what Wang Laosi couldn't figure out.

He simply stopped thinking about it and changed the subject, "So, from now on, we'll be called the Fengtian Army?"

Wang Laosi nodded and said, "It should be so. The Ninggu Army will be renamed the Feng Army, and the Ninggu Commandery will be renamed the Feng State. You and I, brothers, will also be called Feng Generals."

"The Fengtian Army is leaving the border, hehe." Wang Sanchun chuckled, "That's fine, it sounds good."

. . . . . .

Among the civil officials, Qian Bin looked at Li Che on the high platform, his eyes slightly focused, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhuge Zhe beside him chuckled and sighed softly, "His Majesty seems to look upon our Highness with a different eye."

"Oh?" Qian Bin lowered his eyes. "What's Ziyuan's advice?"

"I'm not worthy of your wise advice, but I do have my own humble opinion on this."

Zhuge Zhe glanced at Li Che on the stage and told the story.

"The word 'feng' means respect, obedience, and offerings. It sounds like it's reminding Your Highness to always remember to be loyal to the court..."

"But, I personally believe that Your Majesty has other intentions." Zhuge Zhe's smile faded and he murmured, "The Imperial Edict begins, By the Will of Heaven, the Emperor..."

When Qian Bin heard this, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes relaxed and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Ziyuan's thoughts coincide with mine. Your Majesty has high expectations for Your Highness."

Feng Tian Cheng Yun means to obey the will of heaven.

The emperor is the son of heaven, and only the emperor can obtain the mandate of heaven.

If the word "Feng" in His Highness's title comes from the beginning of this imperial edict that belongs exclusively to the emperor, then the metaphor contained therein is worth pondering.

"Your Majesty's heart is still unpredictable. He always makes preparations for both scenarios." Qian Bin sighed secretly, then whispered:

"Ziyuan, please don't tell His Highness about our conversation, lest His Highness have any fantasies and end up losing face."

"I understand."