The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

After saying that, without waiting for anyone to react, he strode out the door.

Sikong Jin's reaction naturally displeased many of the Tian Sheng officials present. They cursed Sikong Jin in their hearts a dozen times over. They wanted to say something immediately, but seeing His Highness smiling meaningfully as Sikong Jin left, they dared not say anything more.

Sikong Jin was thoroughly annoyed. Tuoba Yu had summoned them several times in the past few days, and each time he listened to their nonsense for ages without coming up with a single solution. Sikong Jin knew that many of the more than 200,000 troops in Tiansheng were confidants of the fourth prince, Tuoba Kang. After a series of defeats, morale had collapsed, and since Tuoba Yu wasn't their true allegiance, they probably all had some reservations.

In the still of the night, the moonlight, like water, poured down upon the frost-covered sky.

On a rare, beautiful moonlit night, Princess Di Yuanyun of the Great Zhou Dynasty suddenly felt a urge to get out of bed, put on her robe, and go for a walk to bask in the moonlight. However, just as she stepped down the steps of Jinyun Palace, she faintly heard a mournful zither melody carried on the wind.

It's a rather strange piece of music, but it sounds quite nice.

She followed the sound of the zither and soon arrived at the waterside pavilion next to the Imperial Garden.

Seeing a newly opened jar of Mongolian King wine on the table in the pavilion, the young emperor, dressed in white robes as white as snow, sat quietly by the railing, unlike his domineering and aloof demeanor during the day.

"You're still up so late? Your Majesty seems to be in good spirits. It seems like it's been a long time since we've heard you play the zither."

The music stopped abruptly. Di Beizun turned his head and looked at Yuan Yun standing at the bottom of the steps. His cold and beautiful face softened slightly, and he withdrew his hand. "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Just like Your Majesty, I can't sleep." Di Yuanyun climbed the steps and came to Di Beizun's side.

Di Beizun glanced at her with his deep gaze, then filled the wine glass opposite him and said indifferently, "In that case, sit down and have a few drinks."

Yuan Yun stared at him for a long time, remained silent for a moment, and finally sat down. "Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, so you should take better care of your health. You should drink less strong liquor. I heard from Eunuch Xu that you seem to be staying up late a lot these days, and your appetite is not very good."

"I am a woman from the martial world, and I am not familiar with the rules of your officialdom and the imperial court. I have no interest in the affairs of the world, but because I control some intelligence agencies, it is difficult for me not to know some things... The news that came from the border this evening, I suppose you have heard about it..."

At this point, Yuan Yun suddenly looked up and stared intently at Emperor Beizun. "Xi Fenglie and the Tian Sheng Dayong allied forces have issued a challenge to each other. To put it bluntly, they have also issued a challenge to Tuoba Yu and Sikong Jin. Now, both armies should have marched to the Jiangxi Plain. That will be a very crucial battle. Your Majesty... don't you have anything to say? Or, shouldn't you do something?"

As Yuan Yun finished speaking, Di Beizun suddenly looked up, his usually calm and handsome face momentarily shifting between light and shadow. After a long while, he said indifferently, "This was bound to happen sooner or later, what's there to say?"

"Do you think Sikong Jin... can win this battle?"

Yuan Yun's voice carried a hint of probing.

“I know Xi Fenglie somewhat. He is a very formidable opponent. Even if I were to fight him, I would not be able to be careless. If she does not make proper plans, she will not be his match.”

Emperor Beizun said indifferently.

"What about Tuoba Yu? With him and Sikong Jin joining forces, surely they can't handle Xifeng Lie?"

Upon hearing Yuan Yun's words, Di Beizun's cold and handsome face immediately changed, and even his unfathomable eyes dimmed for a moment. However, after a short while, he regained his usual wise and profound expression. He raised his hand, downed the wine in his cup in one gulp, and then replied in a low voice, "Tuoba Yu is a talented man, but the twenty-odd troops stationed south of the Jiangxi fortress are not his trusted troops. In warfare, the most taboo thing is for the general and his soldiers to be at odds. Even with Sikong Jin's fifty thousand elite troops, victory will be very difficult. The internal strife within Tiansheng is no less intense than that of Dayong. Moreover, why do you think the Tiansheng Emperor has not established a crown prince?"

"Therefore, this battle is also extremely important to Tuoba Yu, as it could very well determine who will become the Crown Prince of Tiansheng. Tuoba Kang probably doesn't want to see the victor of this great battle be..."

Reminded by Di Beizun, Yuan Yun suddenly realized what was happening and looked at Di Beizun in disbelief.

It was often at this moment that this cold-blooded yet wise young emperor was always able to clearly foresee the consequences of events.

"I understand... So you... you're going to use the power in this building..."

Yuan Yun murmured, looking at Di Beizun with a somewhat dazed expression, "Then what do you want to do?"

"That's all I can do... Consider it a stroke of good fortune for her. Whether it works out or not depends on her abilities... After thinking it over, it's just a lucky break for Tuoba Yu!"

Emperor Beizun uttered these words indifferently, then suddenly turned around and slowly descended the steps.

"What exactly do you want, Your Majesty?!"

Yuan Yun's face was pale, and she called out anxiously to the gradually disappearing figure, but the only answer she received was the cool breeze passing by her ears.

"Sikong Jin, I'm waiting for you to come find me!"

At the end of the waterside pavilion, Di Beizun suddenly stopped, looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky with an inscrutable expression, and uttered these words in a low voice...

……

In June of the 468th year of the Red Moon Calendar, Xi Fenglie's 200,000 iron cavalry challenged the allied forces of Tiansheng and Dayong to a duel on the Jiangxi Plain south of the Tiansheng Jiangxi Fortress, plunging the Jiangxi Fortress area into an unprecedented atmosphere of tension.

At this time, Tiansheng had entered the very hot summer. The vast Jiangxi Plain was a flat green expanse. A cool breeze blew by, and the green waves rolled one after another. Even the air was filled with the fragrance of grass.

Under the scorching sun, on the wide avenue leading to Yingzhou City that traverses the Jiangxi Plain.

A massive army was slowly advancing, stretching for dozens of miles. It consisted entirely of cavalry, with banners fluttering in the wind. The army raised clouds of dust wherever it went, and the sound of horses' hooves was incessant. It was a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight!

It was Xifenglie's two hundred thousand iron cavalry!