After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

Ten miles outside the city, the atmosphere at the post station was tense and tense. Tang Qi, Tang Zhengrong, and a host of other Tang family members had already been waiting anxiously, both men and women, accompanied by their attendants and guards. Even Tang Wenshu, a newly married woman, had hurriedly arrived before the Crown Prince left for the military camp.

Tang Wenshu looked at Tang Qi with a worried look on her face and asked softly, "Brother, can you tell me the truth, is Grandpa really just going there to negotiate peace this time? Ever since I learned the news yesterday, I have been feeling uneasy." Her beautiful eyes revealed deep worry.

Tang Qi frowned slightly, his expression slightly sad, yet at the same time, he revealed a pride and honor unlike any he'd had before. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Sister, while we're supposedly going there to negotiate peace, this is actually a bold provocation."

Tang Zipan, who was standing by, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this and blurted out, "Wow, Grandpa is really a real hero!"

Just yesterday, the messenger came rushing out of the palace like lightning, heading straight for the Duke of Tang's mansion. When he arrived at the mansion, before he even had a firm foothold, he couldn't wait to excitedly tell everyone about the Duke of Tang's heroic deeds.

Before his departure, Duke Tang left behind a will, stating that a successful mission would ensure a century of prosperity for the State of Zhao and the Duke Tang's mansion. Upon his arrival in the State of Li, he successfully entered the territory under the guise of surrender and tribute. After all, as Duke Tang of Zhao, even if the news was false, the King of Li personally received him out of courtesy.

However, unexpectedly, during the banquet, as the Duke of Tang and the Crown Prince of Li were toasting each other, he suddenly plucked out the exquisite phoenix-head hairpin from his head and, with lightning speed, stabbed the Crown Prince of Li, instantly killing him. This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present, and the King of Li was so enraged that he vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

The messenger described the scene vividly, his words seemingly transporting everyone back to that thrilling banquet. According to him, the Duke had been extremely provocative during the banquet, completely disregarding the other party's dignity as a ruler.

At first, the King of Li suppressed his rage, but as the Duke's words and actions became increasingly brazen, the King finally lost his patience, his face livid and his body trembling with rage. Just when everyone thought the storm was about to subside, something unexpected happened—the distinguished King of Li fainted from the fury!

This sudden incident undoubtedly further complicated the situation. The King of Li had eight sons, the Crown Prince having passed away, leaving only seven remaining princes. Each of these seven princes was exceptionally talented, equally capable. If the King tragically died or fell ill, a fierce battle for the throne would be inevitable.

More importantly, Duke Tang was behind this incident, constantly fanning the flames at the banquet. It is conceivable that this battle for the throne would become even more brutal and bloody due to Duke Tang's instigation.

As expected, Duke Tang ultimately failed to escape his fate. It turned out that he had been introduced by the Seventh Prince of the Kingdom of Li. To distance himself from the relationship and consolidate his own position, the Seventh Prince had him beheaded without hesitation, and the bloody head was hung high on the city wall for public display.

Hearing this, Tang Wenshu couldn't help but secretly admire in her heart: "Grandpa is so amazing! He can use this conspiracy so skillfully, it has simply reached the pinnacle." At the same time, she also secretly made up her mind that in the future she must be as resourceful as her grandfather and become a powerful figure who can control the overall situation and turn the tide.

"So, now, have you all decided to join the army and avenge Grandpa?" Tang Qi stood at the head of the crowd, his gaze slowly sweeping over each face. In reality, he had his own plans in mind. He knew Tang Wenshu would resolutely embark on this arduous military journey, after all, it was a blood feud for her loved ones. However, for a young woman, being alone in the strict discipline and harsh environment of a military camp would be inherently inconvenient. But if other sisters could come along and provide mutual support, perhaps things would be much better.

At that moment, a resounding, unified "Yes!" echoed like thunder, deafening. At that moment, the people of the Duke of Tang's residence seemed to coalesce into an unbreakable force. No more were the open and covert intrigues and schemes that had plagued the inner court. They cast aside their prejudices and barriers, determined to join forces and march to the battlefield together, fighting for their family's honor and the grievances of their loved ones.

Soon, the sound of hurried horse hooves approached from afar. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Crown Prince, leading a team of elite riders, galloping towards them. The Crown Prince, clad in a vibrant red riding regalia, was like a blazing flame, instantly capturing everyone's attention. Astride a snow-white steed, whip in hand, she charged at the forefront of the procession. Her physique was slender and her movements were agile, truly a heroic and high-spirited figure.

When they were only a few feet away from the pedestrians ahead, the crown princess suddenly pulled back her arm, tightening her grip on the reins. The snow-white, majestic steed beneath her seemed to have instantly read its master's mind. Its galloping hooves suddenly paused, then lifted its powerful front hooves high, stirring up a gust of wind, and simultaneously let out a long, resounding neigh! The neigh, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, was deafening and terrifying.

As the steed's front hooves touched the ground, its entire body came to a steady halt. The prince sat upright on his horse, his posture as straight as a pine tree, as steady as Mount Tai. He wore a purple-gold crown, a scarlet cloak, and a jewel-studded jade belt around his waist. He looked heroic and majestic. Especially when the sunlight fell on him, it reflected a dazzling light, making him appear even taller and more majestic, like a god of war descended to earth, making one dare not look directly at him.

Tang Wenshu, standing nearby, witnessed this thrilling scene firsthand, her heart fluttering with admiration for the Crown Prince. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement, her pretty face filled with admiration and adoration. Gazing at this handsome, martially skilled Crown Prince, she couldn't help but cheer him on, wanting to pour all her passion into him.