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Zhao Chengyu wholeheartedly agreed. He knew that the peace and tranquility of the border regions were not only related to national security but also closely linked to the well-being of the people. Ling Yan's proposal undoubtedly offered a new approach to resolving border issues.

"Ling Yan, your suggestion is excellent," Zhao Chengyu praised. "However, I have another matter to discuss with you. I intend to send a special envoy to the frontier to discuss important matters with the commander-in-chief and to understand the actual situation so as to make a more accurate decision. Do you have anyone to recommend?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yan's heart stirred. She knew that this was a good opportunity to showcase her vision and wisdom, and also an opportunity to inject fresh blood into frontier affairs.

"Your Majesty, I believe that although there are many capable ministers in the palace, only those who are familiar with the local customs and conditions can be competent in handling matters on the frontier." Ling Yan bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "I suggest that an official who has served on the frontier and is very familiar with the local situation be selected for this position."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chengyu's eyes flashed with approval. He knew that Ling Yan's suggestion not only took into account the practical situation but also demonstrated her emphasis on and trust in talent.

“Alright, as you say.” Zhao Chengyu made a decisive decision. “This matter will be left to you to arrange. Make sure to select a suitable candidate and send him to the frontier as soon as possible.”

In the bustling streets of the capital, there lived a dashing and skilled young nobleman named Yun Feiyang, the only son of a prominent marquis's family. Influenced by his father from a young age, he had a strong interest and talent in military strategy and martial arts, but his personality was also somewhat unruly and unrestrained.

Recently, a series of anecdotes about Prince Yun Feiyang have been circulating in the capital. It turns out that for several days, he had been enjoying drinks and conversation with friends, discussing current affairs. In his exuberance, he became somewhat unrestrained and got into a verbal altercation with some commoners. The hot-blooded Yun Feiyang, unable to fully control himself, fought back. Although no one was seriously injured, the fact that such aristocratic youths were openly fighting in the capital naturally caused quite a stir.

The matter quickly reached the emperor's ears. Enraged, the emperor ordered that Prince Yun Feiyang be temporarily imprisoned in the imperial prison as punishment, and that he be allowed to "sober up" in the prison and reflect on his mistakes.

Inside the prison, Yun Feiyang stood alone, facing the cold walls and the cramped space, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He regretted the trouble his impulsive actions had brought to his family, and he was also filled with uncertainty and confusion about the future. However, it was precisely these two days of imprisonment that gave him the opportunity to calm down and re-examine his life path and responsibilities.

In the imperial court, Zhao Chengyu faced a mountain of official business and a constant stream of urgent reports from the border. Though extremely anxious, he had to maintain the dignity and composure of an emperor. However, the prolonged tension left him feeling physically and mentally exhausted. So, under the pretext of handling urgent state affairs, he cleverly found an excuse to end the morning court session early and return to his bedchamber to rest.

Empress Lingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Zhao Chengyu had left the banquet early. She knew that Zhao Chengyu had been deeply worried about the border war recently, coupled with the numerous trivial matters in the court, so his pressure was unimaginable. Therefore, she decided to take this opportunity to personally go to the imperial prison to meet with the imprisoned Prince Yun Feiyang and discuss how to persuade the Yun family to allow Yun Feiyang to lead the army to the border.

Inside the imperial prison, it was dark and damp, with a suffocating atmosphere. Ling Yan, dressed in plain clothes and accompanied by several trusted guards, silently arrived at Yun Feiyang's cell. The cell door slowly opened, and Yun Feiyang looked up to see Empress Ling Yan standing outside, her eyes flashing with concern and determination.

"Yun Feiyang, do you know why I have come?" Ling Yan's voice was gentle yet powerful, piercing the silence of the prison cell.

Yun Feiyang stood up, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, I am unaware of the situation, but I am grateful for Your Majesty's life-saving grace."

Ling Yan smiled slightly and said, "I came here today not just to save you. The border war is urgent, and the court needs capable generals. I know you are highly skilled in martial arts and possess both wisdom and courage, making you the best candidate to lead the army. However, the Yun family has been loyal for generations and will certainly not want you to take risks. I would like to hear your thoughts on how we can persuade the Yun family to let you go to the border."

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He deeply understood Empress Ling Yan's good intentions and also comprehended the responsibilities and missions he bore. After a moment's contemplation, he said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the frontier to protect our country, but the matter of the Yun family is indeed a difficult problem for me. I believe that I must first be honest with my father and express my resolve and determination. At the same time, I must also assure my father that I will act cautiously and protect myself to reassure the Yun family."

Ling Yan nodded in agreement and continued, "I am aware of your determination, but the Yun family has made outstanding contributions for generations. If we force you to go to war, it may damage the harmony between the Yun family and the court. I think we can offer the Yun family some substantial rewards or honors to recognize their contributions to the country, and at the same time let the Yun family feel the sincerity and importance of the court."

Yun Feiyang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Your Majesty is right. I am willing to personally plead with my father and request that Your Majesty bestow some substantial rewards upon the Yun family to put their minds at ease."

Ling Yan smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright, I will do my best to make this happen. You can wait in the prison for a few days while I discuss it with His Majesty before making a decision."

After saying this, Ling Yan turned and left, leaving Yun Feiyang alone in the prison cell, deep in thought. He knew that his fate was about to take a major turn, and all of this stemmed from his loyalty to the country and his gratitude to the Empress.

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As night fell, the Marquis's residence was brightly lit, yet unusually quiet. The news that Yun Feiyang had been suddenly led back to the residence by a servant was like a bolt of lightning in the night sky, surprising and exciting the Marquis.

The Marquis strode toward the study, his face beaming with undisguised joy: "Feiyang, you're back? Are you hurt?" As he spoke, he carefully examined his son, not wanting to miss a single scratch.

Yun Feiyang knelt down and bowed, his voice steady: "Father, I am well. Thank you for your concern."

The Marquis nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject: "Now that you're back at home, it's time to settle down. I've already found several beautiful and talented women for you; do you have someone in mind?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang's heart tightened, but he tried his best to remain calm and gently shook his head: "Father, the border war is urgent, and I am about to ask His Majesty for permission to lead the army into battle. It is probably not the right time to talk about marriage."

The Marquis's face instantly darkened. He slammed his hand on the desk and roared, "The affairs of the border are the responsibility of the court. As the heir of the Marquis's mansion, how can you only care about your own personal matters? Marriage is a major event concerning the continuation of the family. How can it be treated so lightly!"

Yun Feiyang took a deep breath, looked up and looked directly into the Marquis's eyes, his tone firm: "Father, I am not shirking my responsibilities, but I am well aware of the mission I bear. If we were to marry now, it would not only be unfair to that woman, but also irresponsible to the family. Please grant my request, Father, and let me go to the frontier first. We can discuss the marriage after the war has subsided."

The Marquis was stunned; he had never seen such a resolute look in his son's eyes. Anger and disappointment mingled within him, causing him to lose his usual composure. He abruptly stood up, grabbed the family cane from the table, and roared, "You! How dare you defy me like this! Today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your mother!"

As he spoke, the Marquis raised his family staff, about to strike Yun Feiyang. Yun Feiyang did not dodge, but simply closed his eyes, preparing to take the blow.

The Emperor's voice came from outside: "Enough! At your age, beating a son who's taller than you, aren't you ashamed?"

"Your Majesty's visit so late at night must be for important matters." Yun Feiyang stood up and bowed, his tone both respectful and somewhat nervous.

The Marquis also hurriedly bowed.

Zhao Chengyu nodded slightly, indicating that Yun Feiyang did not need to be so polite: "Feiyang, the border war is urgent. I know that you are highly skilled in martial arts and have both wisdom and courage. I have come to invite you to lead the army into battle."

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang was startled, but he quickly composed himself and respectfully replied, "Your Majesty's favor is deeply appreciated. However, my father is currently preoccupied with my marriage arrangements, and I fear..."

Zhao Chengyu interrupted him, his gaze deep: "I know your concerns. But the rise and fall of the nation is the responsibility of every citizen. Your marriage can be postponed, but the war on the frontier is of utmost urgency. I will personally explain the situation to your father, and I believe he will prioritize the greater good."

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He deeply understood the mission he bore and was grateful for Zhao Chengyu's understanding and support. He knelt on one knee and solemnly said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will certainly live up to your expectations and swear to defend the border to the death!"

Just as the two were discussing, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Yun Feiyang's heart tightened, worried that his father had learned of the news and was coming to stop them. But when he turned around, he saw that it was the Marquis, supported by a maid, hurriedly entering the study.

The Marquis's face was somewhat pale, clearly he had just received the news. He looked at Zhao Chengyu, then at Yun Feiyang, a complex light flashing in his eyes. Finally, he sighed deeply and said slowly, "His Majesty is absolutely right. The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen. Feiyang, go in peace. I will take care of things at home."

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang's eyes welled up with tears. He knelt down and kowtowed three times to Zhao Chengyu and the Marquis, saying, "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Father!"

The night was deep, and moonlight shone through the clouds into the courtyard of the Marquis's residence. Zhao Chengyu was led to the Marquis's study with practiced ease. The candlelight inside flickered, illuminating the Marquis's slightly anxious face.

As soon as Zhao Chengyu stepped into the study, he sensed a heavy atmosphere. He coughed lightly, breaking the silence in the room: "My lord, I apologize for disturbing you so late at night, but the situation on the frontier is urgent, and I had no choice but to come in person."

The Marquis quickly rose and bowed, his voice tinged with weariness: "Your Majesty is too kind. I was just about to discuss this matter with Feiyang. However... I still have something on my mind."

Zhao Chengyu understood immediately. He smiled gently and turned his gaze to Yun Feiyang, who was standing quietly to the side: "Your Excellency is referring to Feiyang's marriage, isn't that right? I've heard that Your Excellency is currently choosing a suitable match for Feiyang."

The Marquis nodded, a hint of worry flashing across his face: "Yes, Feiyang is of marriageable age, and I was just about to arrange his marriage, but..."

Zhao Chengyu interrupted the Marquis, his tone full of understanding and concern: "I naturally understand the Marquis's intentions. However, the border war is urgent, and Feiyang is a talented general of our dynasty, which is the time for him to serve the country. If we talk about marriage at this time, I'm afraid it will distract him and waste the youth of a good girl."

Upon hearing this, the Marquis remained silent for a moment. He looked at Yun Feiyang, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Yun Feiyang, however, kept his head down and remained silent, but his clenched fists betrayed his inner resolve.

Zhao Chengyu continued, “My lord, I know you love Feiyang, but in the face of national interests, personal feelings must be put aside for the time being. I will personally explain the situation to the families of those girls and give them the compensation and comfort they deserve. As for Feiyang, he will protect our common home with even greater enthusiasm and firm belief.”

Hearing Zhao Chengyu's words, the Marquis felt a pang of reluctance, but even more so, he felt a deep reverence for the Emperor and loyalty to the country. He nodded slowly, his voice trembling slightly, "Your Majesty is absolutely right, Your Majesty... Your Majesty obeys."

Upon hearing this, Yun Feiyang looked up at Zhao Chengyu, his eyes gleaming with gratitude and determination: "Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty! I will certainly live up to your expectations and defend the border to the death!"

Zhao Chengyu patted Yun Feiyang on the shoulder, his eyes full of praise and trust: "Good! I'm waiting for you to bring back good news of victory!"

In the study of the Marquis's mansion under the cover of night, the flickering candlelight reflected the different expressions of the three men. After discussing the grim situation on the frontier and Yun Feiyang's bravery, Zhao Chengyu suddenly joked in a relaxed yet somewhat authoritative tone, "Yun Feiyang, if you can conquer a country, I will even give you the empress."

Upon hearing this, the Marquis's face turned deathly pale. He abruptly looked up at Zhao Chengyu, his eyes filled with shock and unease. He knew all too well that such a joke, though unintentional, was extremely sensitive and not to be taken lightly among royalty and nobility. He immediately bent down to kneel, but as soon as his hands touched the ground, he seemed to remember something and abruptly stopped, his body trembling slightly to show his awe and fear.

"Your Majesty, this...this is too much of a joke, I am terrified." The Marquis's voice trembled slightly. He tried to remain calm, but the fine sweat on his forehead betrayed his nervousness.

Yun Feiyang was also stunned by this sudden joke. He stood there, frozen, his gaze shifting between Zhao Chengyu and the Marquis, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He had never imagined that his marriage would be connected with such an important matter, let alone that the Emperor would make such a joke.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chengyu immediately realized his slip of the tongue. He laughed heartily, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "Haha, my lord, don't be afraid. I was just joking. Feiyang's marriage is naturally his own decision. How could I be so absurd?"