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

The captain was still being subtle about it; the trouble Li Che had gotten himself into this time was quite big.

They rushed into the Sifang Pavilion in full view of the public, and this was witnessed by thousands of onlookers.

The Japanese envoys were beaten so badly that their miserable cries of pain were heard by everyone.

After receiving the news, all departments in the imperial capital had no choice but to come to Sifang Pavilion even though they didn't want to have anything to do with Li Che.

Forces from all sides gathered outside Sifang Pavilion, drove away the onlookers, and waited for Li Che and others to come out.

Fortunately, the captain was a man of character. He promised Li Che to guard the gate and actually stopped all the troops from all sides outside the Sifang Pavilion.

Li Che listened to his explanation of the situation and nodded slightly: "I understand, you are not bad."

The captain bowed and said, "It is a lifelong regret that I have not been able to accompany Your Highness. Today, I can do these small things for Your Highness, which can be regarded as a relief from this regret."

"I often hear rumors about Your Highness in the capital, about his horse trampling over the Khitans and conquering Goryeo in the east. Every time I hear them, my blood boils."

"I only regret that I cannot follow His Majesty to the outer reaches of the Great Wall, draw my sword and bow and slay all the barbarians outside the Great Wall. Only then can I be a true man of Daqing!"

Hearing this, Li Che also became interested: "What's your name?"

"My name is Qu Jinshan, and I am honored to be the captain of the Longxiang Battalion of the Imperial Guards."

"Qu Jinshan, I will remember you."

Li Che patted his shoulder, his eyes full of admiration.

This is a talent that suits his taste. Although Fengguo is not short of military generals, the more talents the better.

Find an opportunity to mention this to my cheap father and transfer him to the Fengtian Army.

When Qu Jinshan heard this, his eyes suddenly burst into ecstasy.

It was indeed Emperor Qing's order to cooperate with Li Che, but Qu Jinshan himself had admired Li Che for a long time.

Daqing had not fought a major war for ten years, but Fengguo had won battles time and time again. All the ambitious soldiers yearned to go there, and Wang Jinshan was no exception.

He couldn't stand being a city guard in the imperial capital for even a single day. How could a real man act like one guarding the gates and courtyards for these barbarians every day?

Being a horse-puller beside the King is better than hanging around in this shabby place!

"Okay, open the door." Li Che took his hand off Wang Jinshan's shoulder and placed it on the hilt of the knife. "The people outside must be getting impatient."

"Here."

The door of Sifang Pavilion slowly opened.

Li Che had a blank expression on his face, and behind him stood the Jinyiwei wearing Feiyu uniforms on his left and right.

Cao Yong swallowed hard, his heart in his throat.

It was not difficult to deal with that group of envoys. After Li Che gave the order, he just had to take the Jinyiwei with him to do it.

After opening this door, whether or not they can face the group of newcomers is the key to whether the Jinyiwei can gain a firm foothold.

The emperor authorized the execution first and reported later...

Hearing Li Che say these eight words, even Cao Yong, a veteran, couldn't help but feel excited.

If the Jinyiwei were really so powerful, even if I died here, it would be enough.

After the door was fully opened, the sunlight shone on Li Che's face, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

He squinted his eyes and finally saw the crowd surging in front of him.

Countless eyes gathered at the same time. The Jinyiwei behind Li Che suddenly looked nervous, his hand on the hilt of the knife, sweat oozing from his forehead.

Li Che, however, felt no pressure at all. He just grinned and jokingly said, "There are so many people."

Looking around, Li Che saw many important figures that he rarely saw in normal times.

Directly in front was Jingzhao Yin Zeng Yi. After being reprimanded by Emperor Qing, this old guy had obviously become much more competent and rushed to the scene as soon as possible.

Zeng Yi had a bitter look on her face. When she saw Li Che looking at her, she put her hands on the jade belt at her waist and stood there obediently without moving. It was obvious that she was very afraid of Li Che.

Beside him was a group of brave soldiers in armor, the leader of whom was eight feet tall, strong and imposing.

Li Che knew this person, Xue Wei, the commander of the city guards, who was also from the Xue family and the cousin of Xue Zhen, the commander of Shanhaiguan.

Xue Wei's eyes were as sharp as torches, and his face showed no emotion.

This person should be Emperor Qing's confidant, and can be considered half one of his own.

At the front, the Minister of Rites Liu Tongxun had a look of deep sorrow on his face, and kept shaking his head and sighing.

The Jingzhao Yin, the city guards, the Ministry of Rites, and all the top leaders involved in this matter were there.

Li Che also saw that there were many more carriages hiding in the alleys around him, secretly spying on what was happening on Li Che's side.

Li Che could feel that the gazes from the carriage were filled with curiosity, contempt, and even gloating.

He had been in the spotlight too much in the past year, and there must be people who disliked him. Li Che had anticipated this.

"Everyone is here." Li Che grinned, "I hope everyone is well."

Even when he and Prince Yan were assassinated, he had never seen them be so competent.

And now, he had only broken into the Sifang Pavilion, but he had actually caused three senior officials to come out in person.

Li Che just felt it was extremely absurd.

It is true that foreign monks are better at chanting sutras. Daqing is truly a country of etiquette and cares more about foreigners than its own compatriots.

"Your Highness, we pay our respects to the Prince!" Everyone saluted in unison, but their voices were mixed and undercurrents surged.

Li Che nodded slightly as a return gesture.

He glanced at everyone, his eyes sharp as a hawk, and said in a deep voice, "I wonder what brings you all together at the Sifang Pavilion today?"

Minister of Rites Liu Tongxun was the first to speak out. He stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said, "Your Highness, the Sifang Pavilion is where envoys from various countries reside. It is the embodiment of Daqing's etiquette."

"I heard that Your Highness led the Jinyiwei to search the Sifang Pavilion today, and even heard that envoys were beaten. I wonder if this is true?"

Li Che sneered: "Yes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd fell silent.

Everyone looked surprised. They had never expected that King Feng would confess his guilt in public.

Liu Tongxun's expression darkened, and his tone became harsh: "I wonder whose orders Your Highness followed? Why has the Ministry of Rites never received any news?"

Li Che smiled contemptuously upon hearing this.

Confucianism has been constantly distorted by the rulers, implanting slave mentality and making people bloodless.

The old man in front of me is obviously one of the Confucian scholars who has been poisoned by this kind of thinking and has completely lost all his literary character.

They regard the etiquette of a great country as more important than anything else, and always think that repaying grievances with kindness can influence barbarians. How foolish!

Li Che was not very angry about such a fool: "Maybe Minister Liu is old and his memory is not very good."

Hearing Li Che's impolite words, Liu Tongxun's face suddenly darkened.

Li Che ignored him and bowed towards the Imperial City:

"Three days ago, His Majesty personally appointed me Minister of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of foreign envoys. At the same time, I was appointed Commander of the Imperial Guard, in charge of the Emperor's personal troops."

"With these two identities, I can handle matters concerning foreign guests at will. Why would I need to ask for your opinion from the Ministry of Rites?"

"Not to mention that I found a large number of weapons, banned books, and other illegal items in the Sifang Pavilion. The Japanese embassy is especially guilty of many illegal activities, with witnesses and evidence!"

"This is something that is damaging to Daqing's interests, but the Ministry of Rites, which is responsible for the Sifang Pavilion, is completely unaware of it. I'd like to ask Minister Liu, are you all just sitting there doing nothing?"

"Your Highness, you are so flattering!" Liu Tongxun said sternly. "Even if the Japanese envoy is at fault, the Ministry of Rites should handle the matter. Daqing prioritizes courtesy and should win people over with virtue. How can Your Highness impose punishment on your own?"

"Your Highness's actions have damaged the prestige of Daqing. Where does this leave Daqing's etiquette?!"

Seeing Liu Tongxun's grief-stricken look, Li Che was confused and bewildered.

"No, I really don't understand. I hit the Japanese envoy, not you."

"Why are you feeling worse than them? Are these Japanese your father or your mother? Why are you so siding with them?"