Pacify the Interior Before Repelling Foreigners; Delegation Attacked!

Within Dutian Prefecture, sunlight filled a warm, cozy chamber.

You sat in the seat of honor.

Below sat Liu Wen, Dou Gu, Feng Haiping, and the other three.

They sat upright and solemn. Feng Haiping, Liu Wen, and the others were old hands of the Lu Family Army, and naturally understood how strict you were in both campaigning and deliberations. None dared let their guard down in the slightest.

In large-scale warfare, discipline had to be strict.

Wen Xiaohe had always advocated getting things done with a smile. Having never worked with you before, he was swept up by the grave atmosphere created by the other five and unconsciously wiped the smile from his face, becoming cautious as well.

Yet today, you had shed your former solemnity, and a faint smile graced your face.

Looking at these six men, your heart brimmed with gratification. Every one of them had been carefully selected by you, and over the years, none had ever made a misstep.

Three among them had even remained unmarried to this day for the affairs of Yan Kingdom. Though subordinates and advisers assisted them amid the tangled complexities of governance, the memorials sent to the Yan Prince's Manor still came surging in like a tide every day, rushed along by galloping horses without allowing a moment's delay.

Yan Territory was vast, and its household was great. Even trifles as numerous as cow hairs became no small matter when piled together.

You spoke softly, rose to your feet, and bowed to them. In a warm voice, you said, "These years, Yan Territory has relied upon you gentlemen."

In the days after the founding ceremony, the generals and civil officials under your command had all been granted marquisates and high offices, crowned in glory.

For the merit of supporting the