Li Feng almost jumped up, getting dressed in the middle of the night, wanting to summon a grand court meeting.

Foreign Affairs Mission bullshit, if they could beat the foreigners back to their home, they would not allow them to take even a grain of sand.

The servants were running in circles around him. After Zhu Little Feet's death, the position of serving beside Li Feng had changed several people, but none were to his liking. At this time, it was also an old man who was serving him. He was not talkative and could be seen as smart: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, with Marshal Gu, the day we recover Jiangnan is upon us!"

Li Feng laughed aloud, his speech was almost incoherent, "I no longer have to worry about explaining it to my ancestors in the afterlife, truly."

Li Feng, who had been limping for a long time, almost ran out as if there was wind at his feet. Walking halfway, being blown by the night wind, Emperor Long An's feverish brain finally cooled down, and the happy look on his face dimmed.

Yes, this battle has been won. Then what's next?

Many of the decrees carried out by the Grand Council were under the banner of ‘prioritize the war’. In addition to bringing out their Red Imperial Edict and Iron Plaque and their old age to lecture him, every noble family only wanted to stop the war.

If Li Feng was hesitant about war and peace before, then Gu Yun's victory had added a lot of chips to one side of the scale, making the balance in his heart turn to one side.

The guts of these aristocratic families are getting bigger and bigger, even wanting to intervene in such a big war, the Emperor thought quietly, What are they scheming?

Li Feng's steps were halted, and he said to the servant absent-mindedly: "My nanny Zhao has not been in the palace for several years, do you remember her?"

The servant did not know much, so he bowed his head and answered: "I heard that Madame Zhao now has only one daughter, who is still on duty in the palace. She has accepted Third Master Fang as her adopted son. A few days ago, she frequently presented her plaque, she must have come to beg for help."

Li Feng said "Oh" and half-lowered his eyes: "Nobles who broke the law and committed crime are the same as the common people. In those days, Wei Wang was still imprisoned like anyone else, no one had come out to demand his justice. On the other hand, how come the sons of these families are all so precious?"

The servant heard the light killing intent in it. He looked at Li Feng carefully and didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Li Feng's hot sweat on his forehead was blown down by the cold wind. He covered his chest and coughed a few times. The servant quickly draped a fur coat on him.