Lu Xuan listened respectfully to the old emperor's "praise" on the surface, but deep within, stormy waves had already surged.
In the original owner's memories, this old emperor, "Lu Kaijing," had been an iron-blooded ruler known by the title "Zhenwu."
In his youth, his martial cultivation had nearly reached the pinnacle of the human world. He had once single-handedly cut through the allied armies of fifteen Northern Border tribes, forcibly seizing the throne through military achievements and prestige.
Who in the court and beyond did not know that the Late Emperor had originally favored the Third Prince?
But this man had been simply too fierce. Relying on his own martial strength, he had hacked out a bloody path for himself.
Faced with Fourth Prince Lu Kaijing, whose achievements overshadowed the sovereign and whose might cowed the court,
even the Late Emperor had no choice but to bow to reality.
The moment word spread that the Late Emperor intended to appoint the Third Prince as heir, tremendous waves immediately swept through the court.
Led by Duke Wei, twelve veteran ministers who had served three dynasties petitioned the palace gates overnight. The Minister of War and the Imperial City Commander of Military Forces directly deployed the Imperial Guards to seal the Nine Gates.
Judging by the situation, the Late Emperor's edict appointing an heir probably would not even have made it out of Qianyuan Palace before a band of court officials and ministers intercepted it with their men.
Because Fourth Prince Lu Kaijing's prestige had long surpassed the bounds of imperial authority.
He was not merely a prince of the Wenjing Dynasty; he was this empire's living God of War.
The great tribes of the Northern Border lost their nerve at the mere mention of his name, while the three Western Regions