The First Lackey Under The Empress

The Great Yu's God of War!

In the past, Zhao Du'an only knew this title, but at this moment, seeing the solemn welcome from all the military officers and the soldiers carrying flags around, he finally had a real understanding of the weight of the words "God of War".

He also realized why the Empress valued this martial official of the Crown Prince faction so much.

The next second, in the autumn wind, a group of people came against the wind, and the leader was the familiar yet unfamiliar face:

Xue Shence, with a fair complexion, a beard on his chin, and a serious and rigid face, was wearing his iconic lion robe.

As a martial official, he was not wearing armor today, nor did he have any weapons on his body.

As he walked, Zhao Du'an truly felt an unspeakable pressure.

It was a pressure completely different from that of the Prime Minister Li Yanfu.

More direct, like a mixture of the cultivation aura of a powerful martial artist and the aura of a general on the battlefield.

It made people instinctively feel awe, and the flow of blood throughout their bodies seemed to slow down.

"Xue Shence..." Zhao Du'an silently repeated this name in his heart.

The last time the two met was in the palace, a fleeting glimpse at a small court meeting.

In the blink of an eye, they met again, but unexpectedly in this setting.

He had no particular preference for this God of War, only a slight displeasure due to the faint suppression emanating from the other party as a superior.

Strong individuals can actively restrain their aura, it just depends on whether they want to or not.

Xue Shence was clearly not one who wanted to... at least not towards himself.

Zhao Du'an shifted his gaze, looking at the important officials of the樞密院 behind him, such as Wang Zhishi, whose portrait was included in the information.

However, to his surprise, there was also a slightly younger, cold-looking figure in white robes in the crowd.

Tang Ping!

This Young Duke, who had already been dismissed and driven out by him, was actually following behind Xue Shence.

Zhao Du'an narrowed his eyes, his expression a little strange.

"This general greets the Privy Counselor! And the Administrator of the樞密院!"

At this time, a group of military officers under the awning spoke one after another.

Xue Shence nodded, but walked straight over, his solemn gaze falling on Zhao Du'an, his eyes flashed, and he took the initiative to speak:

"Inspector Zhao, we meet again."

Zhao Du'an had already stood up, and smiled as he clasped his fists:

"It's rare that Lord Xue still remembers me, and even personally led all the adults here today. It is a great honor for everyone in my Divine Machine Camp."

Beside him.

The dark and tall Shi Meng had a complex expression, thinking that this should be my line...

The other military officers were also a little surprised, not because the two had met.

But... this Zhao was really not humble at all!

As a fourth-rank military officer, it would be fine if he wasn't apprehensive, but he even made Privy Counselor Xue speak first... indeed, as rumored, he relied on His Majesty's favor and was fearless.

Was he really not afraid of offending the Privy Counselor?

Xue Shence's face showed no emotion, as if he didn't care about this subordinate's "offense", but said meaningfully:

"Inspector Zhao's fame has spread far and wide since taking office, and this official has also heard a little about it. Since I am going to personally preside over the military exercise, I should come and observe it."

Fame has spread far and wide?

It's more like notoriety... Zhao Du'an slandered in his heart, with a bright smile on his face.

As if he had just noticed someone, he said in surprise:

"Why is Young Duke here too? Could it be that he left the Divine Machine Camp one moment and joined the樞密院 the next?"

Old Yin-Yang Master...

Swish—

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Tang Ping, with a kind of mentality of watching the fun.

Obviously, they had all heard about the conflict between the two.

Tang Ping was not wearing an official robe, only a white training robe.

At the age of twenty-seven or eight, his sharp eyes were like knives on both sides of his straight nose.

The Young Duke had not been having a good time these days.

Being dismissed and kicked out of the military camp was extremely embarrassing for the children of "martial general families".

Especially after learning about the "trumped-up" charges, the anger in Tang Ping's heart grew stronger.

For him, it was fine if he was dismissed, he would take responsibility for his own actions.

The most uncomfortable thing was that those low-level military officers who were dismissed together with him were implicated.

The "Young Duke" was a person who cared about face, and could not bear this grievance.

His pride made him disdain to ask his father or other nobles for help.

His unwilling anger did not dare to vent on the Empress, so he could only turn it into repeated actions of stepping through the threshold of the樞密院 to seek an explanation.

Today, he accidentally learned about the Divine Machine Camp's exercise, and he immediately requested to follow Xue Shence.

He couldn't really say what he wanted to do here.

He just wanted to come.

Enemies were especially jealous when they met.

Tang Ping clenched his fists, stared at Zhao Du'an, and said coldly:

"You don't have to use such sarcastic words to taunt me. I am here today as a descendant of a martial hero to observe. Or, you can try to dismiss my status as a noble as well!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the field suddenly stiffened.

But a group of old men from the樞密院 tacitly did not speak to stop him.

Zhao Du'an looked at Xue Shence with a meaningful look, thinking, who said that martial artists have no brains?

Bringing Tang Ping in was nothing more than using him as a pawn to charge forward and give him eye drops.

From this, it could be seen that the people in the樞密院 had been enduring the pressure these days, and they had been holding their breath for a long time by letting him go.

At this time, shouts came again from outside the camp gate:

"The Minister of the Ministry of War has arrived!"

The slightly tense atmosphere was immediately broken.

A group of military officers, including Tang Ping, turned their heads in surprise.

Xue Shence even gave Zhao Du'an, who had a smile on his face, a deep look... his heart was full of surprise and uncertainty.

The people from the Ministry of War were also invited?

What exactly was this Zhao planning to do?

Such a big battle?

"Haha, Lord Xue is here too. Don't mind if our Ministry of War joins in the fun?"

Minister Sun of the Ministry of War was a hale and hearty old man, wearing a crimson robe, and leading several officials, he walked over with a loud laugh.

Then, ignoring the others, he took the lead in showing a warm smile to Zhao Du'an:

"Envoy Zhao, we were invited to come, I wonder if we are late."

The title of "Envoy" was very subtle.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he divided the camps.

Zhao Du'an smiled brightly and said to the old man, with whom he had not had much contact:

"It is already a great honor for Lord Minister to come in person. You have come at the right time. The talents are all here, and it is time for the exercise."

For a time, Tang Ping's emotions, which he had planned to vent, were interrupted.

Seeing the arrival of the people from the Ministry of War, he had no choice but to hold back.

In the blink of an eye, there were densely packed heads under the awning.

The scale of the battle was frightening, and Shi Meng's eyelids twitched.

As the commander of the Divine Machine Camp, he had a feeling of being excluded.

On Zhao Du'an's side, he whispered to Qian Kerou to inform Chen Huoshen to prepare to appear.

The officials in the awning did not sit down, only because Xue Shence was still standing.

He glanced at the seats and waved his hand:

"How can we martial artists have the principle of generals sitting while soldiers stand? Someone, remove them all."

However, no one around moved.

The many military officers of the Divine Machine Camp did not move.

The soldiers on guard around them did not move either.

These people all turned their eyes to Zhao Du'an at the same time.

Zhao Du'an said with a smile:

"Lord Xue is right, take them all away."

"Yes!"

The soldiers near the awning then stepped forward and removed the tables and chairs in the blink of an eye, leaving only a bare shed to block the sunlight.

The faces of the officials present were a little strange.

Xue Shence also gave him a deep look.

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Writer's block, a little short, will make up for it tomorrow