Officials in Tianjing's past were often hampered by constraints and found it difficult to perform their duties.

That’s why I fell in love with you. I’ve looked for several roles similar to imperial envoys in the past, but I couldn’t get settled at all.”

Ji Yuan had not seen the Crown Prince for a long time, and inexplicably felt that the other person's face looked a little bad.

But after careful inspection, I didn't find any abnormalities.

The strange thought disappeared in a flash. He picked up the memorial on the table and glanced at it.

After a long while, he couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Is there any change in the remnants of the barbarians outside the pass? Did you hear the news that Fusi in Beizhen is going to send people to patrol Liaodong?"

Bai Hanzhang gently rubbed his swollen eyebrows and said with a cold face:

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is using important border issues to intimidate the imperial court.

In the past twenty years, every time the East Palace tried to invade Liaodong, there would be chaos at the border.

The army pays a lot, but if the pay is not enough, the memorial will fly to Tianjing like snowflakes and fly to the eucalyptus of the palace.

An expenditure of nearly 7 million taels a year, tell me, how much did those people get from it? How much did they take?"

Ji Yuan's eyelids twitched and he clicked his tongue.

No wonder the East Palace was so determined that it would not hesitate to break with the Duke of Liang, but also thoroughly handle the border affairs in Liaodong.

Using local power to force the central government to make concessions consumes nearly 7 million taels of military pay and food every year.

Isn't this equivalent to cutting flesh with a dull knife and bleeding the imperial court?

If it were him, even if it caused a mutiny in Liaodong, he would uproot these domineering generals!

Thanks to Bai Hanzhang's patience, he actually waited for twenty years and firmly held the power of supervising the country in his hands before he began to sharpen his sword.

"Although I come from a military background in Liaodong, I don't have much foundation in Baishan and Heishui, so I may not be of much use."

After reading it, Ji Yuan put down the memorial and said softly:

"To be honest with you, Your Majesty, the Ji family in Liaodong may sound majestic, but in fact, the population has long since declined. Now only my second uncle and a few distant relatives are left.

You can't get along with those families of military generals."

Bai Hanzhang smiled and said:

"That's right. If you are some Liaodong border general and the son of a local powerful, I may not dare to use you.

Everyone has selfish motives, no exception in the world.

It's not like there aren't people who are better at martial arts than you.

Jiang Yingwu, the son of the Minister of War, is a 24-year-old half-step master.

But if he is allowed to go, it will inevitably lead to a split in the military.

Jiang Guichuan will definitely help his son, but what do the military generals think about those military attaches and military officers who are branded as frontier soldiers?

Wang Zhongdao, the true genius of the military strategist and martial arts temple.

Yu Erlang, a member of the Korean public family, obtained Guan Junhou's Spring and Autumn Sword and recognized it as its owner.

He is not bad either. He holds a Wenhou painted halberd and is said to be unparalleled in horse fighting.

But Wang Zhongdao is too arrogant and arrogant, has no way to advance or retreat, and lacks means.

If we go to Liaodong, the border will be in chaos.

Therefore, the East Palace has never found a suitable candidate for this matter.

Fortunately, God has sent you Ji Jiulang to me.

People from Liaodong are from a military background. They are not afraid of martial arts and nobility, nor do they want to be trusted by powerful generals."

Bai Hanzhang sighed deeply, as if speaking from the bottom of his heart:

"It is said outside that Dong Palace is your backer, allowing you to rise to the top.

In fact, I am the happiest person.

It is not easy to sit in the court hall and get a sharp sword that would rather break than bend."

It was rare to see Bai Hanzhang reveal his true feelings, so Ji Yuan quickly made a show of it, cupping his hands and saying:

"I am deeply grateful to be appreciated by His Highness."

Bai Hanzhang waved his hand and seemed to sneer:

"Don't do this, King Yan has already said that you have no eyes for kings and no heart for kings and ministers.

I know that the journey to Liaodong is not a smooth one. If it can be accomplished, I will grant you the position of commander.

Your second uncle Ji Chengzong has been promoted to Nanya Qianhu. In addition... except for high-ranking officials and generous salaries, it seems that I have nothing to offer you.

It's better to just do this. Ji Jiulang, if you want anything, just ask.

Anyway, you are someone who has never spoken about the etiquette of a monarch or his ministers."

Ji Yuan chuckled. Most of the time when he and Bai Hanzhang got along, there was indeed no distinction between superior and inferior.

He thought for a moment, thinking about the four gods' minions hiding in Tianjing, and also thinking about the grudge he had formed with Yang Hong, Duke of Liang.

He looked solemn and said in a deep voice:

"Wei Chen hopes that His Highness can agree to ensure the peace of my family."

Bai Hanzhang understood and replied solemnly:

"I swear by my position as Crown Prince and the destiny of the Jing Dynasty that no one in your family will make any mistakes.

I hurt half of my hair, so I personally apologize."

Of course he understands Ji Yuan's concerns. It's just a rule in the world not to bring harm to his family.

Intrigues in the court often harm family members and even relatives.

"With His Highness's guarantee, I can rest assured."

Ji Yuan's face relaxed and a smile appeared.

Based on his understanding of His Royal Highness, Bai Hanzhang's strength lies not in the outside but in the inside.

If you promise something, it will definitely come true.

Some vacillating courtiers regard kindness as weakness.

Don't you know that this is just a crowd-pleasing appearance to win people's popularity?

The moment Bai Hanzhang becomes truly murderous, he will definitely do so resolutely and without mercy.

Yang Hong, Duke of Liang, is an example.

Always treat them as elders and with respect.

When he became a tiger standing in the way, he would not spare any mercy and directly ask for an imperial edict to suppress him.

The noble prince was forced to abandon his own son and keep his adopted son.

"There are still ten days until early spring, and it will be difficult for me to see you off by then.

I only hope that you can stamp out the domineering spirit of the White Mountains and Black Waters, and sweep away the stubborn diseases and carrion at the Liaodong border!"

Bai Hanzhang stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, and his eyes flashed.

Ping Liaodong is just his first step, and he will attack Jiangnan later.

Then cut off the power of the nobles and reorganize the martial arts hall.

Then he took control of the six divisions and suppressed the nine-border town that was gradually declining.

This completely completes a top-to-bottom reform!

Bai Hanzhang never mentioned a single word about such grand plans to others.

There is no other reason.

in the eyes of others.

This undoubtedly shakes his position as crown prince.

It's an absolute fool's errand.

But in the world, only Bai Hanzhang knows it in his heart.

His position is as solid as gold and as stable as Mount Tai.

Instead of suppressing other brothers, it is better to concentrate on strengthening the national destiny of Jing Dynasty.

"If the national destiny is lost...the saint's retreat..."

Bai Hanzhang's mind moved slightly and he put away irrelevant thoughts.

"I will try my best to live up to His Highness's high expectations."

Ji Yuan also did not boast about Haikou and said it with certainty.
To be continued...