Capital Camp.

The cold wind rustled.

Chu Ang, the Military Commander of the Hu Jie Army, had called together all the officers, large and small, in the Hu Jie Army to the tent for a personal banquet.

"Brother Chu, it’s forbidden to drink in the military; isn’t doing this a bit inappropriate?" said another Military Commander, Xiao Xian.

"Oh, the capital’s defenses are as solid as a rock, and we have An Yang Gong personally overseeing it. The armies of the Desolate Kingdom and King Yan are far from the capital, so having a drink occasionally is no problem." As Chu Ang spoke, he filled Xiao Xian’s cup with wine and continued:

"This is top-quality wine; you’d regret missing it."

The officers nearby also began to persuade: "General Chu is right. It’s a good time to have some wine to warm ourselves on this cold day, and in the dead of night, there’s nothing for us to do anyway."

"Come, cheers."

"..."

Encouraged by his colleagues, Xiao Xian picked up his wine cup, took a sip, coughed, and said, "Just this once."

"Just this once, just this once." Chu Ang placed some side dishes in front of Xiao Xian and continued: "Come on, let’s drink a cup. Tonight, we won’t return till we’re drunk."

"Fill it up, fill it up."

"..."

... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

There was wine, music, dance, and beauty.

Everyone couldn’t help but become immersed in it.

Suddenly, the beauties who were dancing moved their waists aside, and a young girl in a blue dress, stepping with a light rhythm, swayed her dance towards Chen Mo, removed her veil, and smiled: "General Chen Mo, could you honor this girl with a cup of wine?"

As she removed her veil, her stunning beauty caught everyone’s eyes, and someone recognized her.

"Isn’t this Miss Xin’Er?"

"It is Miss Xin’Er."

"Don’t you all know? Tonight’s banquet is prepared for Miss Xin’Er and Lord Chen Mo."

Everyone whispered among themselves.

Li Weiqiu and Zhang Lie, sitting next to Chen Mo, looked on.

Is this Wu Xin’Er?

Such a beautiful woman, and Chen Mo has rejected her many times.

Not only that, but the Wu Family wasn’t even angry about it and still hopes to arrange this marriage with Chen Mo.

If it were them, they would have agreed the first time.

Truly not knowing one’s blessings.

The two clicked their tongues.

"Of course." Chen Mo picked up an unused wine cup and filled it for her.

As he was reaching out to pass it over, Wu Xin’Er suddenly bent down and picked up the wine cup Chen Mo was using and, crossing arms with Chen Mo, intimately drank a sip of the shared wine.

This scene made some rigid ministers silently curse: "Shameless."

The others couldn’t help but cheer, with some even saying that Miss Xin’Er and General Chen Mo were truly a perfect match.

Wu Lu took a cup of wine and slowly stood up: "Now there is music, and there is dance, but it’s not vigorous enough. General Chen Mo is the War God of the Great Song Imperial Dynasty, and it’s said that his swordsmanship is excellent. Could you perform with a sword to liven things up and let us all enjoy it, what do you all say..."

"As it should be, as it should be..." seeing there was entertainment to watch, the ministers immediately started a commotion.

"Then let this girl dance with General Chen Mo." Wu Xin’Er smiled charmingly.

"Brother Chen, since Lord Wu and Miss Xin’Er have invited you, you should not refuse."

Li Weiqiu and Zhang Lie, supported Chen Mo up.

"If that’s the case, then I’ll make a fool of myself." Chen Mo nodded in agreement.

"Someone, bring the sword." Wu Lu said.

Soon, a maid brought Chen Mo’s Tianwen.

Chen Mo, holding Tianwen, together with Wu Xin’Er, came to the center—with one strong and one gentle, they began to perform for everyone.

Xiao Yunqi squinted slightly, wondering what Wu Lu was plotting.

Wu Lu approached and began talking with Xiao Yunqi about Xin’Er and Chen Mo.

Xiao Yunqi said: "Although Chen Mo is my subordinate, marriage is a major decision, and I can’t be the one to decide for him..."

His words indicated that he did not oppose the match between Wu Xin’Er and Chen Mo and even supported it.

But such a major matter as marriage, he couldn’t decide, suggesting Wu Lu should directly consult Chen Mo to finalize it.

Before exchanging cups,

the sword stance on the floor suddenly became sharp.

Seeing Xiao Yunqi’s replies were seamless, Wu Lu lost patience and suddenly stood up, saying: "Today’s invitation to Your Majesty and the nobles, aside from witnessing the matter of Xin’Er and General Chen Mo, is even more important, there are several important issues to address."

Someone from the audience responded: "What matters does Lord Wu want to address?"

Wu Lu clapped his hands, and then two guards carried a wooden box into the courtyard.

In their confusion, the audience watched as the wooden box opened, revealing it was full of memorials and files, filling the box to the brim.

Wu Lu walked to the box, glanced at the assembled ministers, and said: "Inside here are thirty-three memorials and one hundred sixty-two files, all containing the crimes of those present, ranging from conspiracy and bribery, deceit to superiors, unauthorized execution of military orders, to treason and betrayal of the country..."

After speaking, Wu Lu picked up a file, opened it, and directly threw it onto Xiao Yunqi’s long table, making a sharp "thud" as it knocked over a wine cup, spilling its contents.

"This outlines a series of crimes by Lord An Yang, including treason, killing royal relatives, imprisoning the Supreme Emperor, deceiving His Majesty, conspiring and forming parties..."

These allegations struck the ears of the ministers, causing a shock, and their expressions changed drastically.

Denouncing Lord An Yang in public, what is Wu Lu attempting?

Does he truly believe, as the head of the Wu Family, that Lord An Yang will not dare to act against him?

"Wu Lu, you are audacious." Li Yang rose and shouted at Wu Lu.

"What is his intent in acting like this? Isn’t he supposed to be aligned with Lord An Yang?"

"I heard Lord An Yang was procrastinating on the matter concerning Chen Mo and Miss Xin’Er, could this be the reason?"

"It can’t be; Chen Mo is Lord An Yang’s man. Denouncing Lord An Yang means opposing both Lord An Yang and Chen Mo. Both are First Grade Martial Artists, and Chen Mo is even a War God capable of defeating millions."

"..."

The ministers were suddenly in an uproar.

Xiao Yunqi’s face had also darkened, his lips curling into a sinister smile.

Yet it wasn’t over; after speaking, Wu Lu looked up towards Zhao Chong at the top and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, since Lord An Yang has committed such a grave crime, according to Great Song laws, how should we deal with it?"

These words silenced the whole room instantly.

Denouncing Lord An Yang’s crimes was one thing, but to actually seek punishment?

It’s a joke.

Does he truly think the law can judge Lord An Yang?

All eyes were now on Zhao Chong at the top.

Zhao Chong suddenly felt like he was sitting on a bed of nails; how had this matter come to involve him?

"Minister Wu, you...what exactly are your intentions, what are your intentions..." Zhao Chong felt like crying.