The old faction of the previous marquis was still there. If anything were to happen to Gu Yun in the hands of Emperor Yuan He, whether or not His Majesty could still sit peacefully on the throne, that was still up for discussion.

Taking advantage of the fact that Gu Yun was still young, Emperor Yuan He had spent these ten years weakening the old faction of the Marquis of Order - the Black Iron Camp almost ceased to exist thanks to this underhanded tactic.

It was a pity that a human's calculation could not be compared to that of God's. The Western Regions' border defenses fell into a tight position, and foreign enemies were invading. They had sent out three marshal's in total, but if they were not too old - then they were good-for-nothings. Great Liang - already accustomed to singing and dancing in peace - appeared to prefer the pen rather than the sword.

Hence, the Imperial Court could not find a single person who could pick up a weapon.

The Ling Shu Institute, which had been quiet for many years, suddenly brought forth their request to rebuild the Black Iron Camp.

The scrap metal that had been dulled by the emperor for ten years and that was on the verge of dying, in the end, still did not die out - in Gu Yun’s hands, it was brought back to life.

Gu Yun's feelings for His Majesty were very complicated.

On one hand, after the death of the old marquis and the First Princess, it was His Majesty who had raised him. Emperor Yuan He had given him the warmth that he had never received from his own parents.

The Princess was not the type of woman who hid away at home - instead, she was one that could take up arms. Just from being able to stay alive until she was able to get married - and not lose her life to her father's solitary star, was enough to be seen as a true hero.

Gu Yun was born with two fathers; he did not know what the concept of a gentle and kind mother was like. This unreliable couple had brought him to the battlefield of the Northern Frontier even before he properly learned how to walk, spending his childhood eating wind and sand to grow up. Little bits of pampering and gentleness, elegance and refinement, could be said to have all come from Emperor Yuan He.

On the other hand, Emperor Yuan He was quite a weak-minded person. When he was a young man, his weakness and hesitation could be reluctantly described as 'compassionate and benevolent'. After he grew older, this had completely turned into 'dim and incompetent'.