"Okay! Dad! You are a sensible person!"

As soon as he said this, Jin Jiande breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his father, like his elder brother, would still want to rely on the Shenji Battalion to defeat the rebels.

The rebel is barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes. If he loses, he will die anyway, and if the court loses, there will be nothing.

Are you going to fight against the traitors with your family's century-old legacy? Obviously, it's totally not worth it!

Youdao means that things are changing, and the rebels will have good luck this year, but as time goes by, conflicts will definitely break out!

Let’s move back to Nanze, the place where we made our fortunes, to preserve our strength. We’ll talk about it later... in the future!

At this moment, Jin Jiande felt a hint of joy about finding a way out of his grief.

But soon, Jin Fengluan's roar made his heart skip a beat, and his joy disappeared.

"Move the capital? Let me move the capital?!"

"Asshole! Jinling is the capital of the Daqian Kingdom, I am the king of a country, and Jinling is the place where my dragon lives! How can we move the capital!"

"It is absolutely impossible for me to move the capital!"

Jin Fengluan had already sat up from the dragon chair, shouting with an angry look on his face.

Alas...Jin Jiande felt bitter in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he said hurriedly:

"Your Majesty, it's now time. It won't work if we don't move."

"My eldest brother is leading the troops to suppress the rebels, but the result is still unknown. If something goes wrong and the rebels are allowed to march into Jinling, it will be terrible!"

Before King Qing could speak, Jin Fengling's sharp cry followed:

"Don't Jianren still have Shenji Camp! Why can't it work!"

"The flames of war have reached the capital, but it's not like the traitors have arrived in the capital! You can't move anything, and the traitors haven't even arrived yet. Do you want me to run away in despair?"

"I don't want to lose my face?"

"If we move the capital, wouldn't it be a joke to everyone in the world!"

In fact, Jin Fengling was unsure whether he could suppress the rebels in the coming war.

But she really couldn't accept the move of the capital. This was tantamount to telling the world that she was afraid of the rebels, and was tantamount to giving up the throne to the rebels.

How is this acceptable?

We must know that throughout the dynasties, since the Jin family became the masters of Daqian, no matter how far Daqian has reached, no monarch has ever moved the capital.

If it is in your own hands, will you set a precedent, move the capital in despair, and run back to your hometown of Nanze?

If you are the king of a country, wouldn't that mean you have no face and make people laugh at you?

She couldn't lose this person.

Seeing that she disagreed, Jin Jiande had no choice but to look at his father for help again.

At this time, listening to Jin Fengluan's sharp cry, King Qing sighed and said:

"Your Majesty, the situation is unclear now. If it weren't for our helplessness, I wouldn't want to suggest moving the capital."

"It's just...however, the situation of the war is still undecided. No one can guarantee which way the war will turn."

“Although Your Majesty is the one who carries the fate of the dragon, it seems that the traitor now also has some luck.

Although it was only a moment of prosperity, it is difficult to blunt his sharpness now that he is so sharp. "

"Youdao is like a hidden dragon in the abyss. If you fail for a moment, you should calm down and move to Nanze first. That was the place where dragons thrived in the past. Now that dragons have returned to their hometown, it's not a bad idea."

Jin Fengluan's violently heaving chest gradually calmed down, but he remained silent.

King Qing pondered for a moment, then continued:

"Beiliang is occupied by rebels, Fusang is causing trouble in the East China Sea, and people from the Crimson Tide Alliance are secretly causing trouble everywhere."

"As for the southern border, it is much more peaceful. There are all our people there, they are loyal, and there are enough soldiers and horses. It is better to go anywhere than to stay in Jinling now."

"in addition......"

When he said this, his voice became serious:

"We have the Nanhai port under our control. Jianzhong has made many dignitaries overseas. They are all respectable people. We may be able to cooperate with them."

"To say the least, even if a traitor enters Jinling and is called a false emperor, it will only be a temporary success."

"Wei Chen dares to say that within a year, he will be in dire straits."

Daqian is in a lot of mess now. Fusang is invading, there was a war with Tuyuan Kingdom before Xijing, and Tuyuan Kingdom will definitely fight again next.

Of course, he didn't say this.

But these words had already convinced Jin Jiande on the side.

I feel that I am worthy of being my father, what I said is reasonable and convincing!

After hearing these words, Jin Fengling's face turned livid.

A country can only have one king. Just thinking about the traitor entering Jinling and sitting on his dragon chair made Jin Fengling almost bite his silver teeth into pieces.

In fact, the pair of slender hands hidden in the sleeves have already been clenched into fists.

She stared angrily, getting angrier as she thought about it, but she just didn't want to talk about moving the capital.

But in the audience, seeing her in this state, Jin Jiande quietly bumped his father's shoulder, then winked and asked him to say a few more words.

King Qing shook his head, but still said:

"Where there is life, there is hope."

"Your Majesty, our century-old foundation has been hard-earned. We have experienced many ups and downs along the way, but in the end, we have come through."

"It's just that maybe the storm will be worse this time, but fortunately the foundation is still there. Your Majesty is the destined emperor and has been blessed by God. If the traitor wants to usurp the throne, it is unjust and unjust."

"Look, is it possible that such a person can really be the king of a country? Haha."

Upon hearing this, Jin Fengling narrowed his eyes slightly and unclenched his clenched fists.

Yes, no matter how good Qin Ze is, he is just a rebellious minister and a traitor who raises an army to rebel, and he will be reviled by others.

He is murderous and has killed so many people with ruthless methods. Who is not afraid of him?

I have a kind heart, and even if it is a war with a foreign race, I will leave a thin line and will not become unresolved.

Forget it, let him be arrogant for a while.

Daqian is still one's own, it's just a temporary failure. Who doesn't have a low point?

When we return to Nanze, we are all our own people. They are one and the same. Even if the traitors enter Jinling, we can just bring them back to kill them in the future.

Just when he thought of this, Jin Fengling's slightly calmed anger started to burn again.

How could I, the majestic king of a country, be forced to say that I would fight back to the capital in the future!

You shouldn't say this to yourself, nor should you think about it!

Damn it! This traitor is really driving me crazy!

So, she gritted her teeth again, and her chest heaved violently with anger.

Such an appearance made Jin Jiande unable to bear it any longer, and he said almost pleadingly:

"Your Majesty, this matter cannot be delayed and must be arranged immediately."

"If we delay any longer, if the traitors come and kill us, it will be too late!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Fengluan's cold scolding came:

"Okay! Shut up!"

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