Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Su Heng spoke directly and pulled off the fig leaf.
"I'll only say this once. Hand over the clan leader's decree. We will still be clan members in the future, and the Su family will still be under the protection of the Zhennan Palace."
"If not, I will ask to leave the clan. From now on, the lineage of the Prince of Zhennan will have no connection with the Su family."
Su Heng didn't have that much patience and immediately gave them one last chance.
"Chief, hand over the clan leader's order!"
An elder of the clan chose to speak up. After all, the reason why the Su family could have its current status was all thanks to the lineage of the King of Zhennan.
The Su family was indeed a famous aristocratic family back then, but how could it compare to the power of the Zhennan King's lineage that now dominates the southern border?
Over the years, they have been taking advantage of the power of the Zhennan Palace to bully others. If the Zhennan Palace no longer cares about them, they will not know when they will fall asleep and never wake up.
"Yes! Chief, give it to him!"
"We all wish to respect the prince."
Many elders immediately expressed their loyalty.
"You...you..."
Seeing everyone like this, Su Yunling wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, nothing came out.
He fell backwards, apparently fainted from anger.
I just don't know if I'm really dizzy or just pretending.
Su Heng was more inclined to fake fainting.
The great master fainted from anger?
What about putting it off?
Su Heng glanced at Wangchun and gestured to him.
Wangchun understood, walked to Su Yunling, squatted down, and took out the clan leader's order from his arms.
The other party usually treasures this thing and carries it close to his body.
Wangchun handed it to his own prince with both hands.
Su Heng took a look at the clan leader, who was a piece of extremely fine white jade.
In the center of the white jade is the Chinese character "令" (Ling) inlaid with gold and jade patterns.
It is not simplified Chinese, but small seal script.
The writing used in this world is small seal script.
Fortunately, he still had the memory of his previous life, otherwise he probably wouldn't even be able to understand the words.
"The Patriarch has worked hard in managing the Su family. Take a good rest from now on!"
Su Heng said something to everyone present, and then left the ancestral hall.
After Su Heng left, the Hades Guards present retreated one after another, leaving only the Su family members.
Don't talk to Su Heng about blood ties. In this world, there are many cases of fathers and sons killing each other, and brothers killing each other.
Our Lady?
That's something that can kill people.
He had no feelings for his adopted father, let alone these people.
If the other party is well-behaved, he doesn't mind supporting these people.
If the other party is ignorant of the consequences and dares to plot and dream of things that he shouldn't dream of, then don't blame him for being rude.
He will not take action directly. It may not be easy to want someone to live, but there are countless ways to want someone to die.
"Hasn't father's body been found yet?"
Su Heng thought of something and couldn't help but ask.
"No, after the prince was ambushed, his body was captured by the Baili tribe."
"The army is currently stationed at the border. The generals are worried about what the Baili people might do to the prince's body, so they haven't taken any action rashly."
"The Baili clan is skilled in witchcraft. If you're not careful, you'll fall prey to their tactics, making it impossible to defend yourself."
"Someone from the army has come to inquire about the Crown Prince's opinion."
Wangchun spoke and reported the current situation.
Hearing this, Su Heng didn't say much.
He just wanted to find the body so that he could at least find out the cause of his adoptive father's death.
After all, he is at the peak of the Grandmaster level and is among the people standing at the top of Daqian. He doesn't believe that he will be easily ambushed.
Unless, some dirty tricks were used.
"Is there any problem in the army?"
Su Heng thought of something again and couldn't help but ask.
After all, his father died, and the entire southern region was leaderless.
And he didn't believe that Li Chen didn't have something secretly planned.
I'm afraid he wants to take advantage of the death of Prince Zhennan and the change of power to plan for the southern border.
At the very least, he had to arrange for his people to be among the generals in the army.
"The generals in the army are all brothers who have followed the prince through thick and thin. There is no sign of mutiny."
"It's just that some aristocratic families are more or less ready to make a move."
Wangchun spoke again, reporting to her prince what she knew.
"A bunch of idiots."
"Do you really think that if my father falls, the Zhennan Palace will be unable to suppress these people?"
Su Heng spoke, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Go and find out for me. I want to see which noble families are trying to make trouble."
Su Heng spoke and gave an order.
A voice came from the dark and responded.
Although Wangchun was full of questions about this, he didn't ask anything.
It would not be good for her to know too much, and if the prince wanted to tell her, he would naturally tell her.
When doing things for others, just do your own job well.
Otherwise, you won’t know the reason when you die.
"Also, send a letter to the Baili tribe, demanding they return my father's body to Yunzhou City within three days. Otherwise, I will mobilize 300,000 troops from the southern border to slaughter the entire Baili tribe."
Su Heng gave orders to Wangchun. Since the Baili people were seeking death, why not give them a ride?
"this..."
Wangchun hesitated. Wouldn’t three days be too short?
Moreover, if one sends troops without the emperor's order, he will easily be impeached by officials in the court.
The prince had not yet completely taken power, but he had already acted like this, which made her somewhat worried.
"Third time is better than last time. If it happens again, you won't have to serve me anymore."
Seeing the other party like this, Su Heng also frowned and spoke.
"I acknowledge my guilt."
Wangchun quickly knelt down and apologized.
"Go down!"
Su Yan didn't say much. He was not joking. Three times the limit is a sure thing.
If there is a next time, no matter how deep the friendship is, he will not keep the person by his side to serve him.
Wangchun retreated, and Su Heng couldn't help but frown.
Fortunately, his original body was not useless and his actions were decent, otherwise he would not be able to take control of the business left by his father so easily at this moment.
I'm afraid a mutiny would have already occurred in the army.
But he didn't think that all these military generals were on the side of the Zhennan Palace.
If that was true, how could his father be easily ambushed?
I'm afraid there must be a traitor behind this!
As for the Baili people?
He never thought of letting the other party go. Even if the other party sent his body to him, he could not escape the fate of being slaughtered and his clan was exterminated.
But he has to have a legitimate reason. Anyway, he has put his words here, and at least he stands on the side of justice.
Revenge for my father, isn't that too much?
In the next few days, Su Heng continued to digest the memories in his mind and also tried to get involved in the political affairs of the entire southern region.
To be honest, this is not something a human would do.
Get up earlier than the chicken and sleep later than the dog.
This is just the southern border. If I become the emperor and govern the entire Daqian, I will probably be exhausted to death.
He finally understood why the ancient emperors did not live long. One reason was that their bodies were hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and the other was that they were completely exhausted.
Fortunately, he also signed some things during these three days.
"Zhuge Crossbow Manufacturing Diagram."
"A bottle of Nine Flower Jade Dew Pills."
"A Da Huan Dan."
It’s a pity that we only have the drawings but cannot manufacture them.
There was no civil official or counselor to help him handle government affairs.
This hard life still has to fall on your own shoulders.
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