Opening an office in Taila

"Your Majesty, Minister Song has arrived." The messenger went into the tent first to report.

"I understand, let him in."

"Yes!" The envoy saluted, then opened the tent and said to Song Yufeng outside: "Come in."

Song Yufeng thanked the messenger and then walked into the tent.

There was nothing special in the tent, just some things needed for daily life. Next to the table, the current True Dragon Emperor was sitting there, looking at a notebook and a military map, looking a little thoughtful.

"Minister Song, there's no need to be so reserved. Please take a seat," the emperor said.

Song Yufeng thanked him and then sat opposite the emperor. Only then did Song Yufeng observe the emperor's face. Song Yufeng's first feeling was that he was haggard, extremely haggard, with a very ugly complexion, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and the whole person looked a little listless.

Next to him was a pot of wine and two wine glasses.

"May I ask Your Majesty, why did you call me here?" Song Yufeng spoke first.

The emperor closed his notebook, poured two glasses of wine, and said with a tired smile, "It's nothing. Minister Song has studied in a military academy, he's young, and his brain is sharp. I've listened to the opinions of those veterans before, and I also want to hear what the young people have to say. I want to know, can we win this decisive battle?"

After saying that, he pushed the wine glass in front of Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng hesitated, and the emperor, seeing this, said with some displeasure, "As a minister drinking with the emperor, is Minister Song really going to refuse?"

"Okay, thank you for the wine, Your Majesty."

"It's not a matter of giving or not giving. Just drink with me." The emperor waved his hand and then said, "Tell me, can you win?"

"Of course there's no problem. Although there are some risks, after all, there are sorcerers who use witchcraft in Wei Yanwu's army, but as long as everything goes well, we will definitely win."

"What if everything doesn't go well?" The emperor looked into Song Yufeng's eyes and said.

"Not going well? Even if things don't go well, we can definitely win. Or, Your Majesty, what you want to ask is not just whether we can win?" Song Yufeng looked straight at the emperor and said.

"Indeed, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I actually know nothing about military affairs. I was just pretending to look at the map and notes just now. I can't make sense of it. As for what I really want to ask... Hey, Minister Song, do you have a dream?" The emperor changed the subject.

"Yes, and we are still working towards that direction." Song Yufeng said calmly.

“Is it difficult to achieve?”

“It’s difficult, but at least we’re moving in that direction.”

"That's enough. It's funny to say, but my dream back then was actually to be a copyist. But a lot of shit went wrong, my brother ran away, and I ended up becoming the emperor out of nowhere. To be honest, I've had enough. I've had enough of living in fear every day, having to worry about the country every day due to internal and external troubles, and I've had enough of these fake court relationships. You know, my birthday! Even on my birthday, no one sincerely gave me blessings or gifts! Never! It's just because I'm the Emperor of Da Yan! And I was pushed to the throne, an emperor with special circumstances!"

The emperor's face was red at this time, probably because he was a little drunk. Song Yufeng also hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, you are drunk, you should rest as soon as possible."

"No! I haven't finished yet, Song Yufeng, do you know? In fact, when my brother suddenly led the Longmen army to rebel, I felt relieved. He was the one who gave the throne to me. Now that he wants it, I will give it to him and I will just abdicate." The emperor said.

Song Yufeng was shocked. He immediately said, "Your Majesty, why did you surrender first when we were about to fight to the death?"

The emperor waved his hands and said, "I know, I know. This is all just fantasy. I naturally cannot surrender. Once he becomes emperor, he will definitely settle accounts with me and my family, even if I am his younger brother. Moreover, the Grand Tutor will not let me surrender, so I will definitely not surrender. Moreover, if I surrender, your time bomb may explode."

"Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

"You have a grudge against Wei Yanwu. Once Wei Yanwu takes control of Yan State, I am worried that you will attract Ursus to attack Yan State." The emperor sighed.

"What... so you knew?"

"Well, I know everything you did in Ursus, but I kept it strictly confidential. Among the entire court, only I and my close associates knew about your affairs in Ursus."

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I am absolutely against war, not to mention that I am a Yan countryman."

"I know, I know... Alas, I have said too much today. Anyway, please go away. This is all I want to say." The emperor closed his eyes and decided to see the guest off.

Song Yufeng put down his wine glass and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. I will take my leave first."

Just as Song Yufeng turned his head, Tianzi suddenly grabbed his hand again. Song Yufeng turned around and saw Tianzi's red eyes.

"Song Yufeng, your future is much longer than mine. I hope that when you reach a high position after many years, don't forget that in Yan Country, there was once an emperor who wanted to be a copyist. He tried his best to make this country a better place." Then, the emperor let go of his hand and waved, signaling Song Yufeng to leave.

Song Yufeng was silent for a while, then bowed and said, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself! I will take my leave!"