Fan Tangfeng could not help asking, "Father, what exactly are you planning to do?"
"Deploy troops. Start a war!" Tang Changsheng said lightly.
Fan Wan'er's expression changed. "What? Have you gone mad?"
The Empire had enjoyed more than twenty years of peace and ruled in every direction. Apart from a few small-scale rebellions and hostile forces on Mi Continent, where was there any room to start a war?
"I'll convene an Imperial Audience at once!"
Fan Wan'er was no ordinary woman. After all, the Son of Heaven Mingde, a ruler of rare vision and ambition, had held her in high regard.
On suddenly hearing Tang Changsheng's absurd proposal, she could not help objecting.
But the next moment, she calmed down and announced that she would convene an Imperial Audience.
In fact, that announcement already made her support clear.
And her stance was certain to sway a great many Elders and senior officials of the Grand Secretariat.
Tang Changsheng gave her an admiring look. She had a clear head and knew what mattered. No wonder the Son of Heaven Mingde had favored his granddaughter Fan Wan'er over his grandson Fan Liren.
"Don't worry. This is a good thing. Even the Founding Emperor and the Founding Ancestor have agreed, and so has Emperor Mingde!" Tang Changsheng said with a smile.
Only then did Fan Wan'er breathe a full sigh of relief. Still keeping a stern face, she said, "I'll convene the Imperial Audience, but whether you can persuade the Elder Council and the officials of the Grand Secretariat is up to you!"
Tang Changsheng smiled easily. "That's simple!"
And it really was simple. At the Imperial Audience Fan Wan'er convened, the empress sat high upon her throne without saying a word.
But no one dared reject a proposal put forward by Tang