His plain tone of voice resembling the reciting of the Analects of Confucius was like a bucket of cold water, pouring onto Li Feng's head without mercy.

Chang Geng did not look up to see the Emperor's expression, he continued on: "Thirdly, Master Wang has said it well, right now the Northwest still has the Black Iron Camp, even if they have suffered heavy loss, they can still hold on. The one of utmost importance right now is the Eastern Sea, once the foreigners go north, the Northern Camp's fighting power is quite concerning. Reinforcements near and far have all been pinned down and may not be able to arrive in time, what does Your Majesty plan to do?"

In the blink of an eye, Li Feng had been forced to age ten years by his words; after a long moment of feeling dejected, he finally said: "Heed my decree... Go invite the imperial uncle here."

As Chang Geng heard this order, he did not even blink. There was no joy or anger, as if this was what should be done, all according to reason and logic.

Zhu Little Feet did not dare to even breathe out, just as he was about to take his leave, Chang Geng suddenly reminded: "Your Majesty, escorting someone from the imperial prison with only Eunuch Zhu would quite appear like a joke."

He instinctively did not trust any of the servants around Li Feng, including this man who had secretly been helping Gu Yun.

Li Feng said powerlessly: "What time is it already, still paying attention to such trivial details. Subject Jiang, you can go in my stead."

Zhu Little Feet strode after Jiang Chong with small steps, he could not help but glance at Chang Geng from far away.

He was an elderly inside this palace. In Great Liang's court, every high-ranking member of nobility and royalty, there was not a single person whom he wasn't familiar with, Yan Bei Wang being the only exception.

He was carefully protected inside the Marquis' Manor since childhood. After growing up, he did not 'work properly' but instead mostly traveled everywhere and seldom ever showed himself. Aside from mixing into the crowd to listen to politics in the court, he almost never entered the palace alone and only went together with Gu Yun on the New Year occasion to pay his regards. No one knew any information about him.

Not knowing anything meant he himself was a variable.

Jiang Chong and Zhu Little Feet were fast on their steed, heading straight for the imperial prison. When nearing the destination, Zhu Little Feet suddenly remembered and said in a small voice, "No, Master Jiang, the Marquis will be entering the palace to meet the Emperor, it would be inappropriate while still wearing prison clothes. How about I send someone to check the first-grade formal attire made this year and fetch one right away?”