out.Both the Qin and the Japanese soldiers were bloodthirsty, entangled with each other. Swords clashed, broke, and they would pick up fallen weapons from the ground or their comrades or enemies to co...Chapter 998: Waiting for the Wind to Rise

Hu Shifan's words were exactly what Li Chen wanted to hear right now.

Pounding Hu Shifan's shoulder heavily, Li Chen said, "General Hu, your loyalty to the Liaodong Army is evident to everyone in this palace. When all is settled, I will host a grand feast in your honor."

Hu Shifan laughed heartily, though he was elderly, his spirit remained vigorous and imposing.

He bowed to Li Chen and then turned around and strode away.

Looking at Hu Shifan's back, Li Chen said to Su Zhenting beside him: "Who says the imperial army has no one If there were a few more generals like Hu Shifan, the world could be pacified."

It's a pity they are all getting old.

Su Zhen Ting let out a soft sigh and said to Li Chen, "So the prince still needs to unearth more talents for the empire."

Li Chen let out a hearty laugh and said, "Come on, no work today, let's have a few drinks together."

Tomorrow is the wedding day, and from all signs, Zhao Xuanji will most likely make his move tomorrow.

Everything Li Chen needed to prepare, he had already done.

Fate has run its course, and all that remains is heaven's will.

So Li Chen decided to relax today and stop dealing with so much never-ending paperwork.

Su Zhen Ting seemed to understand Li Chen's feelings as well. He laughed and said, "Alright then, today I will accompany Your Highness until we are both drunk."

"Uh."

Li Chen waved his hand and said, "Being drunk is not good. A little wine is enjoyable for the mood. Today, you and I will only talk about wind and moon, not state affairs. We'll drink until we're tipsy tomorrow."

"Then the minister could only endure for one more day. Today, he would satisfy his cravings a little. After tomorrow, he would indulge himself freely."

"General Su is really a clever man, haha."

Zhao Residence.

Zhao Xuanji was in the courtyard, looking at the lush greenery. He said, "The sycamore has just passed its flowering season, and the cicadas are still chirping. This June, midsummer, has already come to an end."

>Time flies like a river, never to return.

Standing under the eaves, Zhao Fu's steward bowed respectfully and said, "Master has become increasingly melancholy lately. If there is something troubling his heart, he should vent it. Long-term suppression can easily harm his health."

Zhao Xuanji chuckled and said, “A person in their life has only two days without worry, the day they are born and the day they die. One comes, one goes.”

"Other times, there are always worries."

Zhao Xuanji spoke, staring at a orchid and slightly leaning forward. He raised his hand, and the steward who was coming up behind him immediately took out a pair of scissors from a tray and handed them to Zhao Xuanji.

After taking the scissors, Zhao Xuanji snipped away some of the branches from the orchid. "People are like flowers," he said. "If they have too many worries and distractions, they need to get rid of them as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will affect their growth and beauty."

The steward respectfully replied, "As the elder states."

"Humph."

With a sniff, Zhao Xuanji handed the scissors to the steward and said, "Go find a troupe of actors. Today, this old man wants to listen to some music."

Also, call Zhang Biwu and Fu Yuzhi over. Tell them to come watch a play and listen to music this afternoon, and then dine with me at my place this evening. There's no need to rush about for many things today. Tomorrow is the day we see what truly happens. Last-minute cramming is pointless now. It's better to relax and wait for the wind to pick up.

The steward respectfully replied, just as he turned and took a step, he seemed to remember something and turned back to ask, "Master, should we notify King Zhao"

"He's right here in the manor. If he wants to come, he will naturally come. Need you to call him" Zhao Xuanji said calmly.

The butler bowed respectfully and turned to quietly attend to his business.re gun presented by Song Yingxing. Looking at the pitch-black, unimpressive but already possessing the rudiments of a modern weapon, Li Chen was in high spirits.But Su Zhen'ting beside him didn't seem...