Li Feng ignored him and went up to the wall.

With the Qian Li Yan in hands, Emperor Long An could see that the barracks of the Western Army were not far away, and the fertile soil in the suburbs of the capital was now ravaged. In the past, carriages flowed in and out like water outside the Nine Gates of the capital that had now turned bleak, a corner of the city wall that had collapsed was held up by scrapped armors, faltering.

The ordinary soldiers in the Northern Camp knew Chang Geng, many of them quickly came to greet him, but they did not know Li Feng. They could only see that he was a well-dressed man and had an extraordinary demeanor, thus regarded him as a scholarly officer and called him 'Master'.

The Li family brothers who saw eye to eye but not heart to heart, stood side by side on the wall, no similarity in their appearance from head to toe. Their relation was as thin as a window paper, and could easily be pierced through with a single finger.

Li Feng suddenly said to Chang Geng, "Han Qi should be back in the afternoon. You can relay this news to Imperial Uncle, let him find someone who can be trusted to handle it."

Chang Geng did not inquire any further. He seemed not at all curious and simply answered, "Yes."

Li Feng: "Not asking where I had sent Han Qi to?"

Chang Geng looked down at the wall and stone tiles. After a moment of silence, he said, "I have been dispatching Ziliujin and military supplies with the Ministry of Housing for a while, I found that there was some suspicion about the access of Ziliujin in the imperial court in the past few years... but maybe it was Royal Brother's own arrangement."

As soon as Emperor Long An heard about it, he knew that the Ziliujin stock he kept hidden had been detected by Chang Geng.

Li Feng said with some embarrassment, "Well, there is a passage to Jinghua Garden in Desheng Gate. I had let Han Qi lead his troops out of the city and open the private storehouse of Jinghua Garden. There are... cough, there are 80,000 kilograms of Ziliujin that I haven't yet had time to distribute — don't make a fuss about it. The hearts of the people are not stable at the moment. If they become aware of the secret passage, they could be even more confused."

Chang Geng nodded; he was not surprised — this was Li Feng already taking out everything he had.

The stubborn Emperor Long An, who would rather be buried under the Nine Gates than lose his country and endure the humiliation of becoming a subject to another.