I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

"Your Majesty, General Hua ordered me to lead eight cavalry to pursue the Long family army that is fleeing eastward. I reminded him that this was a trap set by the enemy and advised him to retreat immediately, but General Hua would not listen."

"When I led 80,000 troops to attack the eastern polder area, I suddenly discovered that our army was surrounded by the Southern King's artillery fire. I immediately ordered the troops to move northwest and get away from the battlefield."

"Immediately, I ordered the entire army to discard everything that could be thrown away and flee towards the capital with all their might. I also promised that anyone who gathered at Shilipu, ten miles outside the capital, five days later would be rewarded with twenty taels of silver." Long Yunxi listened with interest and asked, "How many people returned?"

"Eight hundred and nine thousand people?"

"Don't you have 80,000 men under your command?"

Song Liang scratched his head and chuckled, "I recruited nine thousand soldiers on the way."

"well done!"

Long Yunxi's mood improved immediately. Song Liang's return made him feel refreshed, even though he had been looking disheveled.

More importantly, while many ministers were doubting him, Song Liang, who had returned from the battlefield, went straight to the Golden Palace to request an audience, indirectly proving that he was indeed the king, and that Hua Lingchun's disguise as the king was just a scheme, with Song Liang as his witness.

"Song Liang, receive your appointment!"

Song Liang was stunned and knelt down: "Your subject is here!"

"I hereby bestow upon you the title of Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness! Vice Minister of War."

"Thank you Lord for your grace!"

From Lieutenant General to Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness, this was a meteoric rise in rank, and Song Liang suddenly felt like he had ascended to immortality...

The civil and military officials couldn't help but offer their congratulations to Song Liang.

"Report..."

"An urgent message arrived: Julu County has been captured by the Jin-Dong Army led by Long Guobiao."

"..."

They were stunned, speechless with shock.

Long Guobiao was one of the Five Tiger Generals of the Great Xia Dynasty and a member of the royal family. How could he have rebelled?

Just as the fake king Long Yunxi's mind went blank, a messenger handed him a memorial.

The chief eunuch checked the memorial before handing it over to the fake king.

Long Yunxi read the memorial, which read: "My capture of Julu today is a response to your attack on the Yellow and Huai Rivers. Adhering to the principle that the people of Great Xia do not fight against other people of Great Xia, I have stationed my troops at Julu and will not advance further. If you harbor any further ill intentions, I will send troops to the capital and bombard the Dragon Palace. Finally, I advise you to return to where you came from; the dragon throne is not a secure position."

Long Yunxi's face turned pale and then red, and he frowned as he said, "People of Great Xia do not fight people of Great Xia. Long Guobiao is my younger brother, so let him stay in Julu. It's perfect, let him guard the south gate of the capital for me."

Unexpectedly, the grand offensive launched by the fake state of Ge Longyunxi was short-lived, resulting in the loss of 200,000 troops.

The victory in fighting the flood and rescuing the 300,000-strong army of the imperial court brought great excitement to the people and soldiers in the Huanghuai region and even the entire territory of the Southern King.

Under a clear blue sky, the floodwaters in the polder area gradually receded.

Long Bin personally supervised the farmers in planting rice.

On this day, he was working hard in the fields.

A guard reported, "Your Highness, Consort Xiao says that Consort Fu and the others have arrived."

Upon hearing this, Long Bin gently put down his farm tools, the soil scattering as he did so. His eyes flickered with anticipation and a hint of barely perceptible tension.

He lightly patted the dust off his clothes, straightened them, and turned back to the palace.

Today, Xiao Rong, dressed in an elegant blue robe, stood outside the palace gate. Her face was gentle and graceful, and her eyes held a hint of tenderness and a smile.

After giving birth, she gained a lot of mature womanly charm and a more dignified and empressive demeanor.

Upon seeing Long Bin approach, she bowed slightly and said softly, "Your Majesty, Consort Fu, Consort Mei, and Consort Lan have been waiting in the palace for quite some time."

Long Bin nodded slightly and followed Xiao Rong into the side hall.

The hall was filled with the fragrance of incense. Four beautiful women, each with their own unique charm, were whispering and conversing, creating an atmosphere that was both harmonious and subtle.

Fu Yao was dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, its colors vibrant yet dignified. Her smile was as bright as the warm spring sun, and her eyes revealed an indescribable blend of heroism and gentleness. Upon seeing Long Bin enter, she rose to greet him, her voice clear and bright, "Greetings, Your Majesty. Your humble servants have been waiting for you for a long time."

Ning Mei, dressed in an elegant white gown, was like a rare orchid in a secluded valley, pure and refined. Her gaze was gentle as water, and a faint smile played on her lips, as if she could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts. She said softly, "Your Majesty, it is truly a blessing that we are able to gather together today."

Ning Lan, dressed in a delicate pink gauze dress, resembled a newly blossoming peach blossom, exquisitely beautiful. Her smile was sweet and charming, and her eyes sparkled with deep affection and admiration for Long Bin. She stepped forward a few paces and said softly, "Your Majesty, I have always longed to reunite with my sisters, and today my wish has finally come true."

Looking at the four beautiful women before him, Long Bin felt an indescribable surge of emotion and happiness.

He slowly walked to the main seat and sat down, and the four concubines followed suit.

His gaze swept over the four beauties, each with her own unique charm, making him marvel at the wonderful arrangement of fate.

He coughed lightly and said, "You four sisters are gathered here today, you should celebrate properly."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yao smiled brightly. She bowed slightly and spoke in a clear, melodious voice: "Your Majesty is absolutely right. We also cherish this opportunity to gather together. I have recently learned a new poem and would like to sing it for Your Majesty to enhance your enjoyment."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Long Bin's eyes. He nodded slightly, signaling Fu Yao to begin. Fu Yao immediately stood up, walked to the guqin beside her, and gently plucked the strings. The music was melodious, like heavenly music. She began to sing, her voice gentle and melodious, seemingly able to penetrate the heart and strike the depths of the soul.

The other three concubines listened attentively, captivated by Fu Yao's singing. When the song ended, Long Bin exclaimed in admiration, "Excellent! Consort Fu's singing is truly enchanting; I feel as if I'm in a fairyland."

Fu Yao smiled slightly and said modestly, "Your Majesty flatters me. I am merely doing my bit to entertain Your Majesty."

Seeing this, Ning Mei also stood up, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Although I am not good at music, I am good at painting. I wish to paint a portrait for Your Majesty to express my respect for you."

Upon hearing this, Long Bin was overjoyed. He nodded slightly, signaling Ning Mei to begin. Ning Mei then walked to the painting table beside her, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to outline Long Bin's features on the rice paper. Her brushwork was delicate, and her lines were fluid. Before long, a lifelike portrait was presented to everyone.

Long Bin examined himself in the painting and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wonderful! It's so well painted! Consort Ning's painting skills are truly breathtaking."

Ning Mei smiled slightly and said humbly, "Your Majesty is too kind. I was just doing my best."

At this moment, Ning Lan also stood up, her voice as sweet as honey: "Your Majesty, I am neither skilled in music nor in painting, but I am skilled in dance. I wish to perform a dance for Your Majesty to entertain you."

Upon hearing this, Long Bin's eyes flashed with anticipation. He nodded slightly, signaling Ning Lan to begin. Ning Lan then walked to the center of the hall, and as the music began, she started to dance gracefully. Her movements were light and beautiful, like a fairy descending to earth, dazzling the eyes of all.