Just when everyone thought Qianye would agree, unexpectedly Qianye shook his head and said, "I can't accept it yet."
Zhao Xuanji seemed to have expected it, and he didn't appear to be surprised, but he worried all the generals in the army.
A middle-aged general took a step forward and said earnestly: "Master Qianye, this matter is related to the rise and fall of the empire, and you must not act on your will. Whatever your lord needs, just ask, and the military department will do its best to supply whatever you have. See below , Your Excellency has created a world in Yonglu, and there must be an urgent need for various technical equipment for processing resources. I am now in charge of the production of military equipment for the military department, and I can make decisions here. Your Excellency can designate five kinds of resources at will. Provide all processing equipment and technical information."
Seeing that Qianye was noncommittal, another old general said: "I am old and not talented, and I am in charge of the staffing of the army. What you need is people to expand your territory. And what people need is nothing more than status, treatment and destination. If your lord If you are willing to take on this important task, then with the prestige of your position, you should lead a legion yourself. If you don’t like the existing legions in the empire, then you can build one yourself.”
As soon as these words came out, many generals were moved, and their eyes fell on the old general. The old general's expression remained unchanged. Obviously, he was able to make such a condition with the order from above.
With Qianye's foundation in Yonglu, if he could recruit another regular army from the empire, it would be an extra 100,000 troops. This kind of strength is even inferior to many high-ranking families. The most important thing is that this armed force will have the equipment of the regular army of the empire, and Qianye's foundation is not in the mainland of the empire. In fact, he will not be coerced at all, no worse than the king of the town.
Such conditions can be said to be extremely favorable, more realistic than any military rewards.
However, everything has to wait until after this battle.
And this battle, Qianye did not want to fight.
"I want to see Jundu and Zining first." Qianye finally put forward his own conditions.
Zhao Xuanji sighed, and said: "If you want to see it, there is no problem. But...you will know it when you see it."
At this moment, both Zhao Jundu and Song Zining are recuperating in the imperial capital, Zhao Jundu is closer, and the first stop of the itinerary is set at his place.
Zhao Jundu's residence is a courtyard with a quiet environment. There are regular medical staff in the courtyard. Every day, the most eminent doctor in the empire will personally come to check his body. When Qianye walked in, Zhao Jundu was sitting in the courtyard reading a book.
Seeing Qianye, he sighed, put down the book, and said, "Xiao Wu, you're still here."
Qianye hadn't heard of this title for a long time.
Zhao Xuanji said: "You young people talk first, and I will go out to get some air first."
When Zhao Xuanji and all the big men from the military department left, Zhao Jundu turned back to the left and right, looked at Qianye, and sighed: "I knew they would look for you, and I knew you would come."
Qianye didn't answer, just asked: "How is your injury?"
"One knife through the chest, and there is no power to fight back. In order to save me, King Qingyang also received a knife. His knife is really serious." Zhao Jundu smiled wryly.
"Show me the wound."
"Don't look at it, it's nothing serious. She was very measured with this knife. She didn't hurt the heart, and didn't touch the original crystal. After all, it was just a flesh wound."
Zhao Jundu paused, and said: "She said that day, this knife is the cause and effect of the past. Many people thought she was talking about the knife that killed King Qingyang, but in fact, I think she was talking about me. This With one knife, she showed mercy, repaying the fact that I tried to let you out of the city of the unfallen. The next time we meet on the battlefield, it will be a real life-and-death struggle."
"how so?"
Zhao Jundu frowned in thought, finally shook his head, and said, "I don't know." In fact, the question of why is too big, and there are countless possibilities, but who can say for sure that one of them is the answer.
Qianye didn't ask much, and sat with Zhao Jundu for a while, then left the courtyard to visit Song Zining. Song Zining is still in the Imperial Central Hospital at this moment. He is placed in an independent medical building with extremely tight security.
Even though he was accompanied by someone from the military department, Qianye was checked three times before he was allowed to go.
In the small building, countless doctors and nurses hurried back and forth, all with serious faces.
An elderly old doctor greeted him, and the general of the army said: "This genius doctor Lu is best at diagnosing and treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases. He is the top three masters in the empire. This time he is in charge of the diagnosis and treatment of Shuai Song."
Qianye followed them upstairs and asked, "How is Zining?"
Doctor Lu said: "Shuai Song has been backlashed by the secrets of heaven. To put it bluntly, it means forget about people who should not be touched. This kind of injury is the most difficult to treat. Fortunately, Shuai Song's talent is different from ordinary people, so there is a chance of survival. Now Song Shuai can wake up for a little while every day, but he can't be too tired. What you want to say should be as short as possible, and it's best not to say anything."
Qianye nodded yes.
A group of people walked up to the third floor, entered a closed area, and ended up with Song Zining's ward.
Song Zijing lay quietly, as if in a deep sleep, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he didn't know what kind of dream he was having.
The moment he saw him, Qianye couldn't help but take a quick step, but was grabbed by Miracle Doctor Lu.
"At this time, don't disturb Song Shuai, wait for him to wake up by himself." Divine doctor Lu said.
Qianye nodded, and gave Miracle Doctor Lu another high look in his heart. To be able to hold him just now, it also requires good cultivation.
Doctor Lu came to the hospital bed, observed for a while, and said: "Shuai Song may need to sleep for a while, this..."
"I'll wait for him here." Qianye said.
Miracle doctor Lu wanted to object, but several generals in the military department pulled him away, so he stopped making a sound and withdrew with the crowd.
In the room, only Qianye and Song Zining were left.
Qianye sat down beside Song Zining's bed, held his hand, and looked at him quietly.
Song Zining at this moment is like a crystal doll, so slender that it is almost transparent, as if it will shatter at the slightest touch. His vitality at this moment is also like a crystal, seemingly clear and bright, but in fact it may be broken at any time.
In Qianye's palm, Song Zining's hand was hot and cold, and his body was empty, as if there was only a shell left. All his vitality is somewhere outside the void, fighting fiercely with some unknown force.
Qianye had also learned a little bit of Tianjishu, and he knew more deeply that it only belonged to the field of Tianjishu, and even now he has no way to intervene. But for the Heavenly King Maharaja, where the mind goes, the power goes, there is no dead zone in the restricted area.
Doctor Lu said that Song Zining counted people who shouldn't be counted, that's the sign. The power that entangled and tried to completely annihilate Song Zining's vitality came from those who should not be counted.
Who is that person, Qianye naturally knows.
Qianye's hands trembled slightly, and he could tell that Song Zining's life and death were still on the line, and could be wiped out at any time. And she is not yet a maharajah, to be able to force Song Zining to this extent must have been done on purpose, and she did it with all her strength, leaving no leeway.
Just like a desperate man wields a knife to injure himself, what hurts the most is the hand holding the knife, or the pierced heart
Qianye's breathing was slightly rapid, and it took a lot of strength to calm himself down a bit. But that pain, like countless snakes, was still gnawing at his heart bit by bit.
As the sun gradually set, soft lights came on in the room. During this period, doctors and nurses came in wave after wave, all of them held their breath and left after recording the data, not daring to disturb the two of them.
Quietly, the moon is in the sky.
Song Zining suddenly took a deep breath, said "I'm so tired", and slowly opened his eyes.
"You're awake." Qianye said.
Song Zining was startled for a moment, then relieved, and said, "You're still here."
"You are like this, how can I not come."
Song Zining was calmer than expected, and said, "Since you're here, you must have made up your mind."
Qianye nodded very slowly.
Song Zining sighed, and said, "I know you are in a difficult situation. But you must be careful. I suspect that she is already another person. If you meet on the battlefield, she will never show mercy. If you can't rest assured, then Don't go…”
Song Zining's voice became lower and lower, and the consciousness that had just returned left the body again, rushing to the secret battlefield where life and death were at stake. After fighting fiercely all day, Song Zining only got less than three minutes of sobriety.
Seeing his gradually empty body, Qianye slowly stood up, walked out, and gently closed the door.
"Go to the military headquarters." Qianye said to the generals waiting outside the door.
After a while, the small Hall of Heavenly Honor was filled with generals, and almost all the high-level generals still in the military headquarters rushed over to witness this moment that might be recorded in the history books.
Zhao Xuanji sat in the first row, with a solemn expression and emotion, his lips moved slightly, but there was no sound. But if you can see his mouth shape, you can tell the difference naturally. What he said is: "It would be great if Weihuang is here."
As the time drew near, all discussions stopped, and people's eyes fell on the side door. Immediately, the pointer pointed to the hour, the side door opened, and a young imperial soldier walked out of it.
He is unimaginably handsome, but full of majesty and sternness. The moment he just appeared, the aura that rushed towards his face almost choked everyone's breath. However, the generals were not dissatisfied, and their eyes lit up.
Only this kind of invincible aura can match the marshal uniform.
An old general stepped up to the front desk and said loudly, "Accept the order!"
Qianye took a step forward, bowed in salute, and waited for the next sentence.
People in the empire need to kneel down to accept the edict. The patriarch of a powerful family or the first level of the elder, and even the marshals of the country, can kneel on one knee. And Qianye's etiquette at this moment is only available to the king of heaven. The king of the human race is the giant pillar of the sky, and he does not need to bow down to anyone.
Qianye performed this ceremony not because he was regarded as a heavenly king, but as a recognition of his independence from Yonglu. At this moment, he is regarded as a vassal of the empire rather than a subject, so there is no need to kneel down.
The old general looked at Qianye's face that was too young, and sighed inwardly. Then he put away his strange thoughts, took a breath, and said in a sonorous tone: "The imperial decree, from now on, seal Zhao Qianye is the Grand Marshal of the Empire, and he is named Duke Weiyuan, who controls the three armies of the Empire, and is fully responsible for the first battle in the New World. People from all ministries, etc., should cooperate and respect this."