339: You old dog, Changsun, you talk too much nonsense.

"What should we do? Hasn't a decision already been made on this matter?"

"Hasn't Haitang already gone?"

"Furthermore, I need to enter the palace to meet the Emperor and discuss this with him. Regardless, we must ensure the Emperor establishes good relations with the Kingdom." Zhu Wushi took a deep breath and gave the order.

Zhu Wushi turned and left after speaking, and Duan Tianya also departed from the Dragon Guard Manor.

He needed to find Guihai Yidao quickly and tell him about this, making sure that no matter what, he must not provoke Duan Zhengchun.

Otherwise, when the time comes, no one will be able to save him... In the Great Tang, the Wicked Marshal looked at the letter in his hand and stood up abruptly, his aura exploding with such force that the clothes on his body were torn apart.

Revealing the festering skin on his body and his hideous face.

"Prince Duan, you have truly given this Marshal a massive surprise."

"This matter will depend on how His Majesty decides."

"However, I believe that as long as one isn't a fool, they wouldn't choose to offend the Dali Duan Clan at this time. On the contrary, anyone with a bit of sense would seek to befriend them."

"Your Majesty, whether the Great Tang can truly prosper for a long time will depend on whether you can seize this opportunity." The Wicked Marshal sighed as he looked up at the sky.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation of the Great Tang, the Emperor's expression changed instantly as he looked at the intelligence that had just arrived.

"This news can't be fake, can it? How could anyone possess such terrifying strength?" The Emperor looked at the information in his hand in shock.

"Your Majesty, what has happened?"

"See for yourselves." With a solemn expression, the Emperor handed the intelligence to his ministers.

When they saw the news in the report, their faces all changed one by one.

"This... how is this possible? How could human power achieve such a thing?"

"Wiping out an army of four hundred thousand from the Jin Kingdom single-handedly? Has the world gone mad, or have I?"

"This... Your Majesty, is this true?"

"The news shouldn't be false; it came from the Buzhao Ren."

"I had long heard that the Prince of Zhennan of Dali's strength was exceptional, but I didn't expect it to be this terrifying."

"Wiping out a Jin army of four hundred thousand alone... even the Wicked Marshal couldn't do such a thing."

"It's a pity this man is not from our Great Tang. If he were, then our Great Tang's unification of the Nine Provinces Continent would be just around the corner."

"By then, ten thousand nations would come to pay court. Alas..." The Emperor sighed with emotion.

Who wouldn't want such a talent? Which country wouldn't want him? Unfortunately, such a talent was not a man of his Great Tang.

Otherwise, he would definitely capture Duan Zhengchun and keep him by his side at any cost.

"Hehe... Your Majesty, actually, it's not impossible." Cheng Yaojin looked at the Emperor with a mischievous grin.

The Emperor was taken aback and looked at Cheng Yaojin with doubt. From that expression, the Emperor knew this guy definitely wasn't up to any good.

However, he also wanted to hear what kind of idea this fellow had.

"Spit it out." The Emperor glared at Cheng Yaojin irritably.

"Hehe, Your Majesty, I've heard that this Prince Duan's strength is absolutely beyond question."

"However, this kid's luck with women is very strong, and he has quite a few beauties by his side."

"Moreover, he previously married ten wives all at once."

"Hehe... Your Majesty, if you want to catch this Duan Zhengchun, it's simple."

"You have several princesses by your side who are of marriageable age."

"Why not..."

Cheng Yaojin didn't continue, but his meaning was already obvious; everyone present understood what he meant.

The Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, flickering with an indiscernible light.

"Then in your opinion, which princess should take him as a husband?"

"Take him as a husband? Your Majesty, it's not taking a son-in-law, it's a marriage alliance."

"Given Duan Zhengchun's status and personality, how could he be willing to be a matrilocal son-in-law?"

"You can't say such things. If Duan Zhengchun hears that, this opportunity will go up in smoke." Cheng Yaojin quickly corrected the Emperor's wording.

"Fine, you sure talk a lot. Just say it, which one?" the Emperor said irritably.

"Princess Gaoyang and Princess Changle have both reached marriageable age."

"As for which one is suitable, that's for Your Majesty to decide."

"However, if it were up to me, Princess Changle would be the most suitable." Cheng Yaojin spoke cautiously.

"Your Majesty, you cannot! Blackie Cheng, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

Before the Emperor could speak, Zhangsun Wuji could no longer sit still.

Princess Changle was the daughter-in-law he had his eye on, and although the Emperor hadn't directly announced it, he had already agreed to the matter.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin proposing such a thing was intentionally making things difficult for the Zhangsun Family.

"Zhangsun Wuji, stop your damn yapping."

"I, Old Cheng, am doing all this for the sake of His Majesty, and this suggestion was requested by His Majesty himself."

"By speaking like this, are you questioning His Majesty's decision?" Cheng Yaojin looked at Zhangsun Wuji with disdain.

"You... Your Majesty, please be the judge, I absolutely did not mean that." Zhangsun Wuji's expression changed, and he quickly apologized to the Emperor.

The Emperor's expression was somewhat unsightly. Zhangsun Wuji had indeed been acting a bit out of line these past few years, but this fellow held too much weight in the court.

If it weren't to stabilize the Zhangsun Family and to avoid making things difficult for Guanyinbei, he would have moved against the Zhangsun Family long ago.

Can't you see I'm having a headache over this? You still jump out to cause trouble. Do you really think Changle has no choice but to marry your son?

"Alright, let's put this matter aside for now. No matter who goes, we must seek their opinion. If they are unwilling, I will not force them." The Emperor glared coldly at Cheng Yaojin and turned to leave.

Cheng Yaojin provocatively tilted his chin at Zhangsun Wuji and turned to leave with a smug look.

Looking at the departing Cheng Yaojin, Zhangsun Wuji's face turned ugly.

However, there was nothing he could do.

He could only find a way to finalize the marriage between his son and Princess Changle as soon as possible. Otherwise, complications might arise.

As for what the Emperor would decide, no one knew. Currently, the Emperor had already gone to find Guanyinbei.

He still needed to discuss this matter with her. He believed that Empress Zhangsun would definitely support his decision.

After all, his doing so was also for the stability of the Great Tang.

In Snow Moon City, when Li Hanyi heard this news, she was completely stunned.

She knew Duan Zhengchun was powerful, but she didn't expect him to be this powerful. Not only did he rush a thousand miles from Snow Moon City to catch this war, but he also wiped out a Jin army of four hundred thousand single-handedly.

With this kind of strength, even her Master, Eternal Life Li, wouldn't have had such combat power back then, right?

Although she hadn't seen her Master exert his full strength, she knew her Master didn't have such formidable power.

In the Snow Moon City Lord's Mansion, Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng looked at the news sent back, and both were stunned.

Silence. The entire City Lord's Mansion fell silent.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Baili Dongjun was the first to snap out of it, letting out a deep breath of murky air.

"It seems we still underestimated Duan Zhengchun."

"Senior Brother, this isn't real, is it?" Sikong Changfeng hesitated for a moment and looked at his Senior Brother.