"Hulao Pass's great victory shook the realm."
"Four years later, they recovered the lands south of the Yellow River. In the sixth year, they retook Yan and the Three Continents, completely ending the chaos of the Northern Wind."
"That year was the twenty-sixth year of Yongxiang, the twenty-sixth day of the ninth month. The news did not reach the south until the fifth day."
"That was the day I agreed to my daughter's long-undecided marriage, because I knew that from then on—"
"The realm would be at peace."
As Zou Lin spoke to this point, emotion showed on his face. He continued:
"Moreover, at the time, the Lu Family Army was an insurgent army, independently formed. Before he was granted the title of Junior Guardian, he was merely a first-rank, fifty-seventh-grade officer in the army. Great Qing's treasury had long been empty, and military salaries in the north had continually been withheld. By the time he was made Junior Guardian, he had already resigned from office to cultivate the Dao and had never received a single tael of silver."
"Tell me, if he had never accepted so much as a grain of Great Qing's millet, how could anyone speak of eating the ruler's salary and betraying the ruler's grace?"
Yuwen Liqian seemed to understand something upon hearing this.
Great Qing had lost the Northern Region. Lu Chen had recovered the rivers and mountains and proclaimed himself king. This was the cycle of Heaven's Dao, an inevitable tide.
At least in the eyes of Great Qing's common folk in the Northern Region, this had been perfectly natural.
Zou Lin said with some agitation, "And as for claims that his private virtue is lacking?"
"The Prince of Yan commands the vast Yan Territory as a regional lord. In a colossal city such