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

After the morning court session ended and the officials left, Emperor Qing also moved from the Xuanzheng Hall to the Yangxin Hall.

Sitting behind the desk in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Qing pointed to the bookshelf and said, "Go, bring me the top volume."

Huang Jin hurried over, took the booklet down and placed it in front of Emperor Qing.

Emperor Qing did not avoid him and directly opened the book.

Huang Jin saw out of the corner of his eye that names appeared one by one in the booklet.

Huo Duanxiao, **zhi, Wang Sanchun, He Conglong......

Not only their names, but also their hometowns, experiences, battle records, portraits...

Huang Jin took a look and was so frightened that he looked away, not daring to look again.

Emperor Qing glanced at him and said calmly, "What are you afraid of? I haven't sent any Jinyiwei to Fengguo."

"Most of Fengguo's brave generals are from the interior of the country. As long as you pay attention, their information is easy to find."

"Yes, yes, yes." Huang Jin quickly apologized with a smile, he really didn't believe it at all in his heart.

Before leaving the country, they were all small figures.

No matter how powerful the Jinyiwei were, it was impossible for them to find out what happened to these common people and fugitive criminals.

Emperor Qing quickly turned to the page about He Conglong.

However, in addition to He Conglong's life, there was also a short commentary at the end.

Calm and unruffled, yet as powerful as thunder, this is the talent of a general!

Emperor Qing smiled lightly and closed the booklet.

None of the ministers knew He Conglong, but Emperor Qing knew him because Li Che always let He Conglong stay in the rear.

The fact that he failed to make a name for himself does not mean that he is mediocre. On the contrary, he is definitely among the top three among the generals of Feng State.

During a war, those who are responsible for guarding the rear are all the generals the monarch relies on most.

When Emperor Qing was fighting wars in the south and the north, the person in charge of the rear was called Xue Xianjue.

Xue Zhen's father, a founding duke, and the chief contributor to the founding of Daqing.

Thinking of this, Emperor Qing felt a surge of heat in his heart.

The habit of collecting powerful generals is also hereditary. Li Lin has the same hobby as Emperor Qing.

Every time I read the battle reports sent by Li Che, it was like reading a storybook. I wished I could grow wings and fly to Fengguo to see the demeanor of those fierce generals.

. . . . . .

Yuzhou.

He Conglong, wearing Fengguo armor, walked into a magnificent hall with heroic demeanor.

Dozens of wealthy businessmen and their families had gathered in the hall. The tables were filled with delicious food, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of spices.

He Conglong frowned slightly, still feeling uncomfortable with such a luxurious scene.

But he quickly adjusted himself, bowed, and said loudly:

"Everyone, today I will bring you a batch of rare treasures. These are glasswares personally supervised by my prince. These objects are crystal clear and magnificent, and are rare treasures in the world."

After saying that, He Conglong waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him carefully carried out several brocade boxes, opened the lids, and revealed the glassware inside.

The sunlight shines through the window and onto the glass, reflecting brilliant light, and the entire hall is instantly illuminated with sparkling light.

The wealthy businessmen stood up and gathered around, exclaiming in amazement.

Someone exclaimed, "Oh, this kind of treasure is unheard of and unseen! This glass is so clear, as if it is nothing!"

Another wealthy businessman also praised it highly: "Yes, this kind of craftsmanship is so natural and perfect, I'm afraid there is no other like it in the whole world!"

He Conglong smiled slightly and continued, "You are right. This kind of glass can only be made in Fengguo. It is unique in the world and there is no other manufacturer."

"General, I wonder how much this treasure costs?" someone asked impatiently.

He Conglong held up a finger and said with a smile, "The minimum price is 100 taels of gold. The highest bidder wins!"

When everyone heard the price, although they thought it was expensive, they were all attracted by the exquisite glassware.

Someone made the first bid: "General, I'll pay one hundred and fifty taels of gold for this glass vase!"

Others were not to be outdone: "I'll pay two hundred taels, and the glass is mine!"

"General, I'll give you three hundred taels, and I want both!"

He Conglong watched the wealthy businessmen competing to bid, secretly delighted in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and said with a smile:

"Everyone, please be patient. Today's goods are limited, so please come in order."

The hall was bustling with activity. Rich businessmen rushed to bid, and the glassware was bought one by one. The goods brought by He Conglong were quickly sold out.

Pieces of glass made from sand a few days ago were taken away, and ingots of golden gold appeared on the table.

He Conglong stepped forward, picked up a gold ingot, and pinched it with his fingers.

The gold is real, and no one is brave enough to use fake gold to deceive King Feng.

But He Conglong still felt a sense of unreality, as he had seen with his own eyes how the glass factory outside Chaoyang City made these glasswares with ease.

Hundreds of pieces are produced in one furnace, and the workers will smash the defective ones directly, not treating these things as treasures at all.

But when they were transported to the Central Plains, they became a luxury item that everyone scrambled for. The supply was in short supply, and each one was sold at a price far above the listed price.

"Such useless things..." He Conglong sighed, "How ridiculous."

At this moment, a tall man walked in from outside and came to He Conglong: "Boss."

He Conglong glared at the man and said, "I've told you so many times, call me General now!"

The man smiled innocently: "General!"

He Conglong's expression softened at this point: "How are you doing with the task I assigned you?"

When He Conglong entered the pass to do business, Li Che not only gave him great trust, but also allowed him to do things at his own convenience.

He was also allowed to recruit his old subordinates, the salt merchants who had traveled with him all over the country, to help him with his work.

The man in front of him is one of them. Although he is not good-looking, he is actually a ruthless and decisive person.

"Your men did have some contact with those wealthy businessmen. I questioned them and they confessed everything."

"Yeah." He Conglong nodded and didn't ask him how he handled it.

An unfaithful person has no value in existence.

The man asked carefully, "We've sold all the goods in Yuzhou. Where should we go tomorrow?"

He Conglong shook his head: "No, I just received news that the court has issued an order for us to go to Beijing."

"Ah?!" The man was shocked. "But we are too high-profile and have angered the emperor?"

"That shouldn't be the case." He Conglong frowned slightly. "The imperial edict only told us to stop selling goods and bring the remaining goods to the imperial capital and sell them there."

"Well... do you want to write a letter and ask His Highness what he thinks?" the man asked again.

"It's too late. It will take at least half a month to get to Fengguo, and another half a month to wait for the reply. Making His Majesty wait for so long will surely make him furious, even if he has no complaints."

He Conglong said decisively, "Pack up your things and set off tomorrow. It's just like meeting an enemy with your troops and covering a flood with earth."

This is the difference between He Conglong and other generals. He can make decisions and has his own opinions.

If **zhi were here, he would probably rush and send someone to question Li Che.

If Wang Sanchun were here, he would probably ignore Emperor Qing and continue doing what he was doing.

If Hu Qiang were here...

He was illiterate and couldn't understand the imperial edict. He could only carry a sack and search the streets for Li Che's favorite married woman...

The next day, the Fengguo merchant caravan set off again and headed south.

The wealthy families in various states had already heard the news and were eagerly waiting for the glass.

However, they did not wait for the caravan to arrive.

The Fengguo caravan was called a caravan, but in fact it was an army in disguise.

At He Conglong's military order, the caravan began to march non-stop, heading straight for the imperial capital.

Apart from replenishing food, they did not stay in any cities along the way.

In just ten days, the caravan arrived at the foot of the imperial capital.

He Conglong was riding on his horse, looking at the familiar majestic city in front of him, feeling filled with emotion.

He recalled the scene of His Highness's convoy leaving from here this winter.

At that time, the Ninggu King's flag was still used, and the members of the caravan were just criminals, laborers, and slaves...

At that time, officials and people in the entire imperial capital looked on with cold eyes, and no one believed that this team could become famous outside the Great Wall.

The city is still the same city, the people are still the same people, but the situation is completely different.

He Conglong smiled broadly, looked at the soldiers around him, and shouted: "Fengtian Army, enter the city!"

All the soldiers replied in unison: "Yes!"