Chapter 815: Fumeng Lingchas Confidence! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
With the world at peace, there was little that could enrage the Sage Emperor, much less cause him to issue twelve edicts with his personal token.
This could only mean one thing: the Xueyang Palace Incident was far more serious than many people had expected, having broken one of the Sage Emperor's greatest taboos.
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In the distant Qixi Protectorate headquarters, the mood was grim and dour.
When that incident in the capital erupted, the Qixi Protectorate was sapped of all the joy that came from being rewarded by the Imperial Court for the battle they had taken credit for. In the gloomy hall, the Hu generals all had lowered heads and nervous expressions.
”Has everything been taken care of?”
A thick voice, suffused with a despotic air, came from the upper reaches of the hall. Fumeng Lingcha was seated upright on his throne, his face a sheet of ice. However, compared to his subordinates, he was much more composed, displaying the demeanor of a Great General.
”It's all been taken care of,” a wise-looking Hu general to Fumeng Lingcha's left said. ”Qifu Li has already been informed by messenger pigeon to return as quickly as possible and without attracting anyone's attention. In addition, we've carefully written the letter so that it will attract no suspicion, nor will anyone associate it with us.”
As one of the concerned parties, Fumeng Lingcha had been one of the first to react upon the eruption of the Xueyang Palace Incident. No one was more concerned than him about this matter. After all, Fumeng Lingcha had actually pledged his loyalty to the Fourth Prince, even sending him an oath of fealty upon which he had placed all his future prospects.
”Milord, what of the Fourth Prince's side…”
A few of the Hu generals in the hall hesitantly looked at Fumeng Lingcha.
”Relax!”
Fumeng Lingcha waved his hands, his expression confident and assured, imbued with a persuasive strength.
”The Fourth Prince won't be so stupid. No matter the time or condition, he will never give me up. If he doesn't give me up, he still has a chance to stage a comeback, but if he does give me up, this matter will take on a whole new level of severity.”
”But the rumors in the capital already contain Milord's name, and the Sage Emperor is furious. His people have already come asking questions, bringing several of his personal tokens with them. We worry that this matter will end poorly for Milord.”
The generals all looked worriedly at Fumeng Lingcha.
Even Fumeng Lingcha's calm and composed face couldn't help but waver a little. The Sage Emperor's rage was far more worrisome than the matters regarding the Fourth Prince. Although Fumeng Lingcha appeared composed, he knew that he could not remain completely unaffected. However, he needed only a few moments to regain his composure.
”None of you need to worry. I have many plans. I'm an old subject of the Western Regions, the earliest of the Hu Great Generals, and I've accomplished many deeds for the sake of the Great Tang. No matter how furious the Sage Emperor is, without firm evidence, His Majesty has no grounds to punish me. Regardless of how the situation develops, I will always be Qixi Protector-General. No one will be able to move me from this spot.”
As Fumeng Lingcha said these words, his body exploded with a storm of majestic energy, his majestic eyes exuding a dazzling light. With his many years serving the Great Tang, the Xueyang Palace Incident was far from the only difficulty he had encountered. Although he did not possess as deep an understanding of the workings of the Imperial Court as the Han, he had come to understand at least one principle. As long as he was still Qixi Protector-General, as long as he still commanded a large number of troops and fended off the Tibetans and Turks for the empire, the Sage Emperor would not heedlessly remove him.
This was also why he, as a Hu, had been able to stand firm in the Imperial Court of the Han for so many years.
These confident words immediately lightened the mood in the hall.
”Reporting!”
A Hu scout rushed into the hall and got down on one knee. ”The capital's Boruchel has sent a letter. Milord, please take a look!”
Buzz! Fumeng Lingcha's pupils constricted as if he had been jabbed by a needle. 'Boruchel' was not an ordinary Hu name, and Fumeng Lingcha knew of only one person who used it.
”Hand it over!”
Fumeng Lingcha suddenly stretched out a finger, and the letter in the Hu scout's hand immediately flew through the air and into his hand.
”Haha, excellent! With this letter, my position in this Xueyang Palace Incident is as firm as a mountain. No one will be able to do anything to me!”
Fumeng Lingcha heartily laughed upon reading the letter, his chortling causing the entire hall to tremble. The laughter still echoing in the hall, Fumeng Lingcha quickly passed the letter around to his subordinates.
”Wonderful!”
”With this letter from the Fourth Prince, Milord can truly rest easy.”
”Milord's safety is assured!”