The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Feng Jiuqing curled his lips into a smile, put the sword back behind him, and patted Wen Chu on the shoulder.

"It's so satisfying! I haven't had such a good time fighting with someone in a long time. Ah Chu, you've made a lot of progress."

The Marshal praised him! Wen Chu's ears were slightly red, and he whispered, "I've been practicing more diligently recently."

Feng Jiuqing nodded, and then seemed to have thought of something: "How is the reading going? What did you learn?"

Wen Chu felt as if someone had grabbed the back of his neck. He looked away guiltily and raised his hand to touch his hair: "There's something to see."

"Really? Which one are you reading now?" Feng Jiuqing asked with interest.

Wen Chu, who is 1.88 meters tall and big, now wants to shrink into the crack of the ground, like a student caught by the class teacher for being absent-minded, with his head down and dare not move.

After a long while, he whispered, "I saw Zeng Guangxian's Essays."

Feng Jiuqing blinked. If he remembered correctly, when he left the capital, Wen Chu had already learned most of the Three Character Classic. Now more than a year has passed, and he has only read Zeng Guangxianwen?

Didn’t he ask him to finish it in two months? He only learned less than one book in a year?

Feng Jiuqing's smile disappeared: "You are honest. Come with me."

After saying that, he left the martial arts training ground directly. Wen Chu knew that he was in the wrong, so he followed behind with his head hung, not daring to breathe.

After entering the room, Feng Jiuqing waved his hand to close the door and sat leisurely on the chair: "Tell me, how did you learn this year?"

Wen Chu lowered his head and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Wen Chu knows he is wrong, please punish me, Wen Chu accepts the punishment."

Feng Jiuqing said coldly: "Get up!"

Wen Chu didn't dare to move. Feng Jiuqing's voice became even colder: "My words are useless now, right?"

Wen Chu immediately stood up and said, "Marshal, calm down. Wen Chu dare not. You can punish me. I will accept any punishment. Please don't get angry with yourself."

But the punishment Wen Chu expected did not come. After a long time, he only heard Feng Jiuqing sigh very lightly: "The Grand Master has retired."

Wen Chu didn't know what Feng Jiuqing meant by this. The big guy almost lowered his head to his chest.

Feng Jiuqing looked at Wen Chu: "You are the general of Dayue, why are you keeping your head down! Raise your head and look into my eyes!"

Wen Chu immediately raised his head and looked at Feng Jiuqing's expressionless face with evasive eyes.

"Wen Chu, after staying in the capital for so long, do you not even have the courage to look me in the eye?"

Feng Jiuqing's stern voice reached Wen Chu's ears. Wen Chu didn't dare to hide anymore and looked straight into Feng Jiuqing's deep eyes.

"Do you know how many eyes are watching my Youyun Army? I used to be the commander of the Youyun Army. It's enough for you to only know how to march and fight, because I will protect you."

"But now I have retired. You and Qi Nian are the commanders of the Youyun Army. Qi Nian needs to guard the border, so I specially transferred you back to the capital. You are responsible for the lives of hundreds of thousands of Youyun soldiers. You have to mediate for them in the capital to ensure that the Youyun Army has no worries."

"Wen Chu, you are very smart. It's not that you can't learn, but that you don't want to learn! Of course you can choose not to learn, but if Qi Nian is framed one day, how will you solve the dilemma in the future if you don't learn now? Will you just pick up a knife and kill the person who framed him, and then go to jail with Qi Nian, and let the entire Youyun Army be wiped out?"

"I'm not in the capital, so I can't do anything about what's going on there. I'm afraid I can only make it in time to collect your bodies. If you really don't want to learn, then switch with Qi Nian. Qi Nian has always been a straightforward person. Do you think he can protect the Youyun Army in the capital? You are different from Qi Nian. Although you are a little impatient sometimes, you are more cautious and more tolerant than him. Now only you can protect the Youyun Army."

"Or do you want me to return to the court? I am already a high-ranking official, second only to the emperor. Your Majesty is only 24 years old this year, in the prime of life and in power. I have already retired because my achievements are greater than yours. If I come back, there are only two options left for me."

"First, I can just sit in that position. But I didn't sit in it back then. It will be much harder to sit in it now than it was back then. If I'm not careful, not only will all of you be buried with me, but all the people of Dai Viet will have to suffer the pain of war."

"Second, if you continue to be the Grand Tutor, you will be labeled a traitor and executed, and you will be buried with me. His Majesty is a man of deep scheming, and I taught him that. No one knows better than me that he absolutely cannot tolerate a powerful minister like the Grand Tutor around him. This is a dead end."

"Wen Chu, Youyun Army is in your hands. You can think about what you want the future to be like. I'll give you a day. Tell me when you've thought it over."

After Feng Jiuqing finished speaking, he stood up and left without caring about Wen Chu.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard a voice behind me, "I'll learn! Marshal! I want to protect the Youyun Army!"

I must protect you! Wen Chu didn't dare to say this, but it was deeply engraved in his heart.

Feng Jiuqing stopped and glanced back: "Since you have decided, come to me every day at noon. I will stay in the capital for a month. During this month, I will teach you personally. After a month, I will arrange for someone else to teach you."

Wen Chu looked at Feng Jiuqing's leaving back, with a firm look in his eyes: "Yes."

When Feng Jiuqing heard the answer behind him, his expression finally improved a little, and he opened the door and walked out.

Of course, he couldn't bet the future of the Youyun Army, which he had built, entirely on Wen Chu alone. Before leaving the court, he laid a lot of hidden lines for the Youyun Army and also changed a secret decree for the Youyun Army, stating that as long as the people in the Youyun Army did not commit the crime of treason, they would be exempted from punishment three times.

But Wen Chu is one of the two commanders of the Youyun Army. If he does not have the ability to protect the Youyun Army, the Youyun Army, which has fought for Da Yue for several years, will die sooner or later. Now Mo Ling does not have much military power. If he wants to secure his throne, he has to rely on Wen Chu and the Youyun Army.

But after he has dealt with those who are ready to make moves, the Youyun Army will inevitably become a thorn in his heart. As long as someone with ulterior motives instigate them, Mo Ling will certainly go with the flow. Now the fate of the generals of the Youyun Army is almost imaginable.

Feng Jiuqing is not an ancient person, nor does he adhere to the doctrine of blind loyalty to the king, but Mo Ling is the person he likes, and the one who falls in love first is the loser.

The Youyun Army will not rebel unless they are forced into a corner, but it is hard to say whether Mo Ling will take action against the Youyun Army, and whether those hypocritical people in the court will set a trap for the Youyun Army.

He was a greedy man. He wanted Mo Ling to sit firmly on the throne, and he also wanted the Youyun Army to be safe at the border. He wanted those who had fought with him on the battlefield and suffered through life and death to live the rest of their lives in peace.

But he will leave this world sooner or later, he does not belong here. When he is gone, he has no way of knowing what will happen, nor can he participate, he can only rely on himself. He can only imagine all the foreseeable situations, make all the preparations he can in advance, and then do his best and leave it to fate.