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

Outside Fengtian City, the training ground was covered in dust and the sound of killing was deafening.

Inside the central army tent, a group of generals were gathered in front of a sand table, fiercely deducing the route of the southward attack.

Just as everyone was discussing something heatedly, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a large amount of sunlight poured in, reflecting the figures of people.

All the generals looked up, and Wang Sanchun, who couldn't open his eyes because of the light, was just about to curse.

Only then did they see Li Che walking in. Everyone immediately stopped arguing, straightened their backs, and saluted:

"His Majesty!"

Li Che first kicked Wang Sanchun on the buttocks and cursed with a smile: "You fool, are you going to scold me?"

Wang Sanchun smiled and scratched his head: "How dare I?"

Li Che waved his hand casually and looked at the generals: "What are you all standing here for? Go do your own work!"

"What real strategies can be deduced from sand table simulations? It's better to go to the training grounds more often to see how the soldiers are training."

The generals chuckled, knowing that His Majesty did not really dislike their empty talk.

It’s because when we were discussing the matter yesterday, everyone agreed that His Majesty was not allowed to lead the troops in person.

You are already the emperor, you should just lead the army in person and sit back and relax. Why are you still thinking about micromanaging the battlefield?

But after Li Che finished scolding, he put on a smile again and turned his gaze to the tall female general beside the sand table:

"General Yang Xuan, please stay and explain to me in detail what you just deduced."

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals in the tent immediately understood what he meant and exchanged mischievous glances with each other.

They all suppressed their laughter, bowed very tactfully and retreated, saying things like "I'll take my leave", "The sun is so bright", "This is so heavenly".

In a blink of an eye, only Li Che and Yang Xuan were left in the tent.

Qiu Bai and Ying Bu, who had been following Li Che, walked silently to the door of the tent and stood with their arms folded on the left and right like door gods, to ensure that no ignorant young man would rush in and disturb them.

The tent suddenly became quiet, with only the faint sound of training coming from afar.

Yang Xuan was a little overwhelmed by this sudden solitude, and her fingers subconsciously pinched the corner of her clothes.

His eyes dropped slightly, not daring to look directly at Li Che, and he stared at the model on the sand table.

After a while, seeing that Li Che did not speak, Yang Xuan finally spoke, her voice a little lower than usual:

"Your Majesty... would you like me to explain to you the southward march plan I just deduced..."

Li Che shook his head and interrupted her.

He took two steps forward, getting closer to Yang Xuan, his eyes falling on her profile, which had distinct contours due to years of martial arts practice.

Then he went straight to the point and said:

"Actually, Uncle Yang mentioned the marriage between you and me to me before."

Yang Xuan's body trembled slightly.

Li Che did not lie, Yang Zhongsi did mention this matter.

As a general of the previous dynasty, when Yang Zhongsi decided to completely surrender to Li Che, he understood that his identity was sensitive and that he was in command of a large number of troops.

The Yang family has always been the object of suspicion for the emperors due to their situation.

Only by marrying his only daughter to Li Che can the future of the Yang family be completely tied to Li Che in exchange for absolute trust.

At the same time, Yang Zhongsi also sincerely believed that:

Looking around the world, only Li Che can understand and truly respect Yang Xuan's value, rather than just seeing her as a tool for marriage.

This was a win-win political marriage for both parties.

When Yang Xuan heard Li Che bring it up, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she subconsciously raised her head: "Then Your Majesty..."

Li Che looked at the nervousness that flashed in her eyes and slowly shook his head:

"I don't agree."

Those five short words were like a splash of ice water.

The color on Yang Xuan's face faded a little in an instant, his bright eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head again.

She has a straightforward personality and is a general who has fought on the battlefield. She is not as good at hiding her emotions as women in seclusion.

If she were to be honest, she would realize that her feelings towards Li Che were extremely complicated.

There is respect for the master, admiration for the strong, and also some subtle affection between parents and children.

Being rejected in person at this moment, I felt a huge sense of loss.

At this moment, she was able to control herself and not lose her composure, which was already her limit.

At this moment, Li Che suddenly spoke again, his voice gentle: "General Yang, don't you want to ask me why it is so?"

Yang Xuan shook his head, his voice a little muffled: "I will obey all the arrangements of Your Majesty."

Having said that, it is hard to hide the sense of loss.

Li Che looked at her trying hard to hold on, and a hint of tenderness flashed across his eyes.

He took another small step forward and could almost feel the other person's disordered breathing.

"You are a rare heroine, a unique commander under my command!"

"I have pondered over it and searched through history books, but I have never heard of any imperial concubine in history being granted a title of nobility or a military officer!"

Yang Xuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief: "Your Majesty, you...you want to...?"

"That's right!" Li Che's eyes were blazing. "Not only will I marry you, I'll also make you a marquis first! I'll let you marry into the palace with the status of a lord!"

"I want everyone in the world to know that the one I married was not Yang Zhongsi's daughter, but Yang Xuan, a general with distinguished military achievements and a distinguished military rank, who was personally awarded by me!"

Yang Xuan was completely stunned, his voice trembling, "But... Your Majesty... I am a woman... Since ancient times, how could a woman be granted a title of nobility?"

"This is against etiquette. The courtiers will..."

"It's been like this since ancient times, does that mean it's right?" Li Che chuckled, interrupting her concerns. "There's no written word in our ancestral rules that says women can't be granted titles of nobility."

"I, I must set this unprecedented precedent!"

At this moment, Li Che thought of the equally shining heroine in the long history of his hometown.

Qin Liangyu, the only extraordinary woman recorded as a famous general in the official history biographies of generals and ministers.

In his eyes, Yang Xuan was not much worse than Qin Liangyu.

Qin Liangyu did not have a good ending and eventually died with regret.

But he wants Yang Xuan to become a legendary female general living in this time and space!

As for the courtiers...

Court officials would only oppose a weak monarch, but he was not a puppet like Song Renzong.

As long as it is not a major matter concerning the country's foundation, I believe the cabinet will give me this face.

Yang Xuan was still in a trance, with crystal tears already gathering in her eyes.

At this moment, Li Lin's penetrating voice suddenly came from outside the tent:

"Sixth Brother! Sixth Brother! Third Brother has sent a message from Jin! There's good news!"

Since he ascended the throne, the only one who dared to call Li Che like that was his fourth brother.

Upon hearing this, Li Che clapped his hands in joy: "Finally here!"

He glanced at Yang Xuan, who was still moved, and gave her a gentle look:

"Don't overthink it. I will give you an explanation after I return to the imperial capital."

Then, he strode out of the tent.