Jiang Ziya, Just You Wait

"Prime Minister, after these last few great battles, our Xiqi has already had its sinews and bones wounded, its vital energy badly damaged."

Inside the great hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ji Xian sighed and said, "Now my second brother has already died in battle, and my younger brother Dan has also been gravely wounded. We no longer have any strength left to keep fighting this war."

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly and carefully swept a glance at Jiang Ziya.

He saw Jiang Ziya wearing a pensive expression, saying nothing.

So Ji Xian probed again, "Since matters have come to this, Prime Minister, why don't we present a letter of surrender and submit, lest we bring a catastrophe upon Xiqi that drowns us over the crown of the head?"

Jiang Ziya raised his head and looked deeply at Ji Xian.

Ji Xian was startled at once. His expression immediately turned tense, and he grew somewhat fidgety and uneasy as he stammered, "Prime Minister... could you still be planning to keep fighting?"

Jiang Ziya could not help sighing inwardly.

Ji Xian was Xiqi's Third Young Master, the third younger brother of Ji Fa and Ji Kao, and the elder brother of the Fourth Young Master, Ji Dan.

Under the current Feudal System, after the legitimate eldest son inherited the marquisate, Ji Chang's other sons would be enfeoffed as even smaller lords within Xiqi's territory.

Bo Yikao was dead, so Ji Fa had inherited the title.

Now that Ji Fa was dead, it was Ji Xian's turn.

But this Ji Xian was perhaps the most useless of Ji Chang's sons. He accomplished nothing in letters or arms, not in the slightest like his brothers, who were all so outstanding and brilliant.

At this moment, though he was doing