Therefore, we need to be careful when making plans. This expedition to the Moruo Kingdom may have been planned ten thousand years ago. Someone has already been well prepared. Now all we have to do is tell the plan.
The fifth-level emperors on the throne above were too lazy to speak, and they were all represented by some fourth-level emperors.
There are not many powerful people in the Xiamang clan, and even fewer who are qualified to speak. It is mainly some powerful officials who are negotiating.
The discussion lasted for three days, and after screening, two plans were finally produced.
One is the plan proposed by the second prince, which will be presented by the Duke's Office.
The other one was a high-ranking official of the current dynasty, with peak fifth-level strength, numerous followers, and power over the entire government.
The prince looked on with a cold light in his eyes.
A prince has actually interfered with foreign campaigns. As a prince, he really has no momentum at all.
Fortunately, he now advocates not fighting, otherwise he would lose his face.
With the current situation, it is very likely that the second prince's strategy will be adopted. A eunuch sitting on the Grand Master's chair sent the two strategies to the side hall, waiting for Xia Mang Yuixing's decision.
The palace fell into silence for a while.
Jian Wushuang had no interest in any of this. He knew that the prince would definitely stop him later.
The affairs of the emperor's family are actually just like that, there is nothing to discuss.
The people sitting here are all old foxes who have lived for countless years, and they can still not see the current situation.
The main purpose of this battle is to weaken the power of the powerful ministers of the empire. If the battle is won, the powerful ministers will become more rampant, but Daxia will also become stronger because of it. At worst, it will be weakened again. As long as the ancestors are here, Daxia will not be in chaos, but
Not easy to manage.
If you lose, it doesn't matter, just pave the way for the prince.
Don't look at the arrogance of the second prince now. If he really loses, he will be a lost dog and everyone will shout for him to be beaten.
On the contrary, if the prince gains benevolence and righteousness, he will be able to better control these powerful officials.
It's like raising a gu.
But everything still depends on strength. These competitions are not only for power, but also for resources. With resources, they will become stronger and stronger.
This is why the immortal dynasty still uses the methods of the mortal dynasty.
After a while, word came out that the people of the Xia Mang clan would leave the family dinner and the rest of the family could leave.
The expressions of those powerful officials remained unchanged, but they were secretly cursing in their hearts.
This is how the family world works.
All decisions have nothing to do with outsiders like them.
There are many strong men from the Xia Mang clan in the palace, and the senior ones are generally not in the government or the public, but follow their ancestors in the ancestral temple.
Nowadays, those in both the government and the public are younger and stronger people.
Among them are four fifth-level emperors and dozens of fourth-level emperors. Except for Jian Wushuang, almost all of them are emperors.
Following these people into the side hall, a long table had been prepared, and the exotic flowers and fruits above were all valuable.
Everyone sat down, Jian Wushuang sat at the end, and next to the main seat were Xia Mang Yunzhan, and the fifth-level emperor who was sitting in the Colosseum.
After a while, Xia Mang Yuexing came over with two jade slips, casually left the jade slips on the table, and said in a calm tone: "Second brother, what you mean is that you are going to fight Mo Luo with your family wealth.
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"Father, this battle is a battle to establish the foundation. It must be a national war, a battle that is rare in countless eras!" The second prince, Xia Mangguanhou, stood up and spoke loudly.
When the prince saw that the time had come, he immediately stood up and objected: "This is not necessarily true. How many times have we fought in Daxia during the national war that my second brother mentioned? The price that needs to be paid is not even a budget. How can we fight against Mo Luo!"
"Well, that makes sense, what do you think, second prince?" Xia Mang Yuexing sat in the main seat and looked at the second prince.
The second prince knows that this battle must be fought, and now he is asked to give a decent reason. If he can tell it, it will prove that his father has given him a fair chance to compete.
At this time, he did not dare to panic. He thought for a while and said in a calm tone: "Budget? The battle of Dingding is just a matter of strength. I have been hiding my strength and biding my time in Daxia for hundreds of millions of years. How many years has it taken for Demon Luo to rise? It was just a small person before.
The Little Demon Sect has expanded too fast in recent years. If it is not eradicated now, it may not have a chance in the future."
"My second brother said that he is too young. I have ancestors in Daxia, and I am still afraid of a demon sect. We have been guarding the border of the southern country in the chaotic area for hundreds of millions of years. If there is another national war at this time, chaos will
What should we do if the territory raids the southern border?" The prince said plausibly, and he was obviously fully prepared.
Jian Wushuang sat at the end, eating and drinking without even looking at them.
At some point, Xia Mang Yuexing noticed his youngest son Xia Mang Guanyu, waved his sleeves, interrupted the argument between the prince and the second prince, and asked: "Guanyu, what do you think about this expedition?"
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Bang!
Suddenly hearing these words, Jian Wushuang accidentally knocked the wine cup over on the table, quickly stood up and said: "Everything is decided by the father!"
"Ha ha!!"
Xia Mang Yuexing was very happy when he heard this answer, which seemed to be beyond his expectation.
"good!"
"I think you are no different from those people outside. You only make small plans and don't care about the overall situation."
"As for Guanyu, you and the second child should really think about it!" Xia Mang Yuexing glanced at the prince and the prince, his voice a little cold.
No matter how many times they calculated, they would never guess what the emperor was thinking.
In fact, it's very simple. Strength is respected. As long as the ancestors are here, Daxia is here.
Great simplicity!
Xia Mang Yuexing thought very simply, as Xia Mang Guanyu said, everything is decided by his father.
National war!
That's not what the prince and the prince said, it's what the ancestors want.
When one of our own people is here, just say a few words and it will be enough. If you talk too much, you will get divided. How can you weaken others in this way? Your own people will start fighting.
"Uncles and imperial brothers, the expedition has been decided and will be announced to the world later. The National Master has also given the date. All ministries are ready. The first year of the fourth era of the new calendar is the day of the expedition!
"Xiamang Yuixing's face looked a little tired, so he left after leaving these words.
Only the crown prince was left stunned, while the second prince smiled faintly.
After Xia Mang Yuixing left, the rest of the Xia Mang family were no longer polite and chatted with each other while eating the delicious food and wine on the table.
It doesn't look like it's time to go to war at all.
The prince stood there, feeling as if he had been tricked.
Things that no one cares about, he takes them too hard.
There are no outsiders here, why are you so cruel?
Anyway, when the time comes, it will be his own people who will help him spread the word. Just say a few words and you have to take it seriously.
Jian Wushuang was also amused by the prince. This person was expected to be a prince all his life. When he became emperor, the country would probably be destroyed.
After a sweep, Jian Wushuang said goodbye to the elders at the table and left.
The following days were turbulent, but none of this had anything to do with him.