The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

early morning.

The Imperial City, the Golden Temple.

Sitting on the high platform, Jia Jue looked down at the courtiers eagerly looking at him, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing:
"My lords, do you have anything to say?"

As usual, he presided over the morning court today, but when he sat down, all the courtiers looked at him like this.

Everyone didn't speak, Qiqi looked at Chen Jiang.

Chen Jiang had no choice but to cough lightly, and stood up, who made his granddaughter Jia Jue's wife.

"Your Highness, it is reported that Sassanid and Dashi have gathered more than a dozen small countries with tens of millions of troops, and they are about to attack the northern border of the Han Dynasty." He said to Jia Jue.

Jia Jue nodded: "Didn't you already know about this matter?"

Chen Jiang looked at him, and said quickly: "But Your Highness, how should we deal with it?"

All the courtiers also looked at Jia Jue. They had been waiting for Jia Jue's response for a long time.

"Isn't this Palace already forming a new army? There is no need to deal with the rest, and everything is as usual." Jia Jue said.

"what?"

Everyone exclaimed in unison. They originally thought that recruiting new troops was just one of Jia Jue's methods, and he must have other backers.

But who knows, recruiting new troops turned out to be Jia Jue's only method!

This, how can this work?
"Your Highness, this is an enemy army of tens of thousands! Not a hundred thousand!" A courtier couldn't help standing up and said immediately.

Jia Jue nodded: "Yes, it is indeed ten million, not one hundred thousand."

The courtier exclaimed: "Could it be that His Highness intends to use ten thousand recruits to fight against tens of millions of elites?"

"Why not?" Jia Jue asked.

The courtier was left speechless by the question, he stared blankly at Jia Jue, but couldn't utter a word.

In fact, it wasn't just him, the other courtiers were also stunned.

No one could have imagined that Jia Jue really had such an idea.

They opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say at all.

If an ordinary person, even Zhao Qi, had said such a thing, they would have sprayed him bloody, and Hanchen never lacked strong admonitions.

If it was normal, even if they risked their lives, they would have to wake each other up.

Ten thousand against ten thousand?

Is this crazy?
Even if there are tens of millions of sheep on the opposite side, it can kill 1 people!
What's more, what's opposite is not a harmless sheep, but a hungry wolf that sucks the bone and sucks the marrow!
If ten thousand is equal to ten million, then everyone has to be worth a thousand.

is it possible?

However, it was Jia Jue who said this now.

That holy prince who is believed to be a god by countless people, the number one genius in the world who has created countless miracles, that Zhao Jue who can turn decay into magic, and make the impossible possible!
He has proved his ingenuity and prowess with countless facts, proving his omnipotence.

So why not this time?

Therefore, they dare not question Jia Jue, let alone scold him.

However, asking them to believe that ten thousand can break through ten million is something that any reasonable person would think is impossible.

Therefore, they stood there blankly, in a dilemma, neither persuading nor agreeing.

Jia Jue looked at them and said with a smile, "Your lords think that I am dreaming?"

Everyone was speechless and could only remain silent, which was regarded as an acquiescence.

Jia Jue laughed: "Since that's the case, are you willing to take a bet with Bengong?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words. Jia Jue had never lost a bet, and if he dared to bet, it meant he was sure.

Immediately, a courtier came out and said: "Your Highness, my daughter is still in my boudoir, how about..."

Everyone looked at Jia Jue with ambiguous eyes. Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince has taken a fancy to another girl?
Jia Jue coughed lightly and interrupted the man:
"Lord Lu, I won't bet on this this time."

The man sighed when he heard the words, his expression was full of disappointment, his daughter had fallen in love with Jia Jue.

"I would like to hear the details." Everyone said to Jia Jue.

Jia Jue looked at them and said, "It's really simple. My lords will send out ten men. Your lords can choose soldiers from the Beijing camp to fight. If my lords lose, I would like to apologize to the world. If my lords lose, I would like to invite you all to fight." My lord fasts for three days."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the words. In fact, fasting for three days was nothing to them, and they were even willing to see this scene.

Just when they were about to agree, a voice suddenly sounded:
"I don't think it's right."

Everyone followed the prestige, but saw Zhao Qi actually appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Welcome Your Majesty!" Everyone saluted.

"Everyone loves you." Zhao Qi waved his hand and walked slowly into the hall.

"If Jue'er loses, he wants to apologize to the world, but if you love lose, you only need to fast for three days. The stakes are not equal, I think it's inappropriate." Zhao Qi came to the steps and said to everyone.

Jia Jue was about to go down, but was stopped by Zhao Qi.

A group of courtiers looked at Zhao Qi and said quickly, "I would like to hear your majesty's opinion."

"Whether it's the new army or the Beijing camp, they are all my big Han soldiers. Even if they confront each other on the battlefield, they can't see the truth. It's better to take the victory or defeat of the battle in the northern border as a bet. What do you love? How?" Zhao Qi looked at the crowd and asked.

Everyone pondered for a while, and Yan Jin came out and asked, "I don't know what the bet is?"

"If Jue'er lost, he apologized to the world." Zhao Qi glanced at everyone, "If Jue'er won..."

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Zhao Qi's words.

Zhao Qi glanced at Jia Jue again, and suddenly raised his voice:
"I will abdicate and pass the throne to Jue'er."

hum!
Everyone was shocked when they heard the words. They all knew that sooner or later the throne would belong to Jia Jue.

But no one could have imagined that all this happened so quickly, and in this way, Zhao Qi actually bet on the throne!

This kind of courage really exceeded their expectations.

In particular, many old courtiers knew how much Zhao Qi had done in order to ascend to the throne.

Unexpectedly, he would make such a decision without any attachment to the throne.

"Father..." Jia Jue wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhao Qi. He patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectation:
"Since I succeeded to the throne, I have been sleepy every day and night. What I seek is the prosperity of the country and the safety of the people, the peace and contentment of the people, and the debt in my heart. I think I have achieved the ultimate, and no one can be better than me. Ke Jue Son, you are ten times better than me, a hundred times better. If it weren't for you, I don't know what it would look like. Since ancient times, the emperor has been occupied by the virtuous. Why not?"

This is Zhao Qi's sincere words. The existence of Jia Jue made him realize that the throne is not only about power, but also about responsibility.The royal family is not full of bloody killings and intrigues, but it can also be affectionate.

Upon hearing this, Jia Jue sighed, "My son, obey the order."

Zhao Qi looked at him and smiled, very calmly.