Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2661 The End
The moment Jiang Yuanyuan heard that voice, her eyes widened.

That familiar voice is in the sky.

He suddenly looked up, and upon hearing the sound, everyone on the ground followed suit.

A slender woman sat on the roof, her black clothes fluttering, holding a middle-aged man hostage.

"Hug the moon!"

"The former King of Qin!"

"Shao Siming!"

Exclamations rose and fell, and the Southern Chu soldiers kneeling on the ground immediately recognized who the person in her hand was.

"The Regent... is not the Prince of Linchuan?"

The woman on the rooftop immediately became the center of attention.

Jiang Xie's hair was disheveled by the sword energy stirred up by Ying Baoyue. He gave a bitter laugh in the wind and glanced at the woman behind him. "Why don't you just kill me and bring me my head? Why bother with all this?"

Doesn't she get tired carrying a grown man up to the roof?

“It’s not my place to kill you,” Ying Baoyue glanced at him. “That should be decided by the King of Southern Chu.”

What decisions can he possibly make?

Jiang Xie glanced at his nephew, who stood on the ground holding a sword, and said, "Does his decision carry more weight than yours?"

Although Jiang Yuanyuan already resembles a king, there is still a king above a king.

Can the King of Southern Chu, who was supported by the King of Former Qin to ascend the throne, still stand on equal footing with his opponent?
He went to great lengths to maintain the independence of Southern Chu, even resorting to rebellion. But he had to admit that his opponent was indeed a step ahead.

"Whether it's him or the current King of Northern Wei, he's nothing but your puppet."

"Is this why you're rebelling against your nephew?" Ying Baoyue looked at Jiang Xie's eyes and seemed to understand why this uncle, who had no desire for power, wanted to rebel.

“If he becomes the King of Southern Chu, this land will probably no longer belong to the Jiang family in less than ten years,” Jiang Xie stared intently at the hordes of Southern Chu soldiers on the ground. “If I ignore this, how can I face my ancestors in the afterlife?”

"So that's what you were thinking," Ying Baoyue suddenly realized.

Everyone has something they care about most. Jiang Xie was willing to go into seclusion in the mountains to maintain the stability of the Southern Chu regime and reduce the risks for the former king of Southern Chu. So what he cared about most was the continuation of his family line.

Emperor Ying was always adept at using what people cared about most to persuade them, awakening the dark side of their hearts.

"Do you know that the person who went to persuade you is the same person who once seized control of Southern Chu?"

Jiang Xie's eyes widened suddenly, a mixture of disbelief, shock, and understanding flashing across them.

“You are indeed a smart man,” Ying Baoyue sighed. “It seems you know who he is.”

"Now that you know who he is, you should know that you are being used by him."

Jiang Xie was still in shock. "Could he be...?"

“You don’t need to care who he is, the outcome is already clear,” Ying Baoyue said, looking down at Jiang Yuanyuan who had subdued the crowd. “No one in all of Southern Chu is more suitable to be the King of Southern Chu than him. As for that little baby in swaddling clothes that you want to support, that’s utter nonsense.”

Daylight broke, and the first rays of dawn appeared.

“Only he can secure the throne of Southern Chu,” Ying Baoyue said, looking at the boy bathed in sunlight. “You should be grateful that Southern Chu still has him.”

Jiang Xie sighed deeply, and the light in his eyes dimmed completely.

"Regardless of the outcome, the victor is king and the loser is villain; you've won."

Regardless of whether the Southern Chu will still bear the surname Jiang in the future, he has at least tried his best for the Jiang clan, only he was not as skilled as others.

"Take the imperial seal and kill me."

“I said, the decision-making power in this matter is not mine.”

Ying Baoyue landed in front of Jiang Yuanyuan with Jiang Xie.

Jiang Xie glanced at Jiang Yuanyuan but did not kneel. The kneeling soldiers around him exchanged glances, but none dared to reprimand him. "Uncle Wang is an elder. If you don't want to kneel, then don't," Jiang Yuanyuan said calmly.

Jiang Xie glanced at him and asked, "What are you going to do with me?"

Jiang Yuanyuan fell silent.

Given Jiang Xie's crimes, he should be sentenced to death.

At this moment, Ying Baoyue walked up behind Jiang Yuanyuan and handed him the jade seal. Jiang Yuanyuan simply grasped it without giving it a second glance, her entire attention focused on Jiang Xie.

"Does Uncle Wang really think he's lost?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked.

“I lost, but not to you,” Jiang Xie said calmly, glancing at Ying Baoyue behind him. “I was only defeated by this woman.”

This woman possesses everything: courage, strategy, vision, and even wild imagination.

Even if the battle inside the palace cannot be won, Jiang Xie believes that if Ying Baoyue raises her arms, Chen Yan will be able to lead the Qin-Chu allied forces to storm into Danyang City.

Jiang Yuanyuan nodded, showing no sign of mind. "A loss is a loss. I have to accept the consequences."

Jiang Xie slowly sat down on the ground, awaiting the verdict.

"Take this person to the prison and await further instructions."

……

……

The rebellion in Southern Chu ended in such a miraculous way overnight.

Jiang Yuanyuan reappeared in the court with the imperial seal in hand, quickly purged the forces that had opposed him, and once again sat on the throne.

As for the uncle and the nephew who had been on the throne for more than ten days, Ying Baoyue did not ask Jiang Yuanyuan what their fate was. She only knew that until she left Nan Chu, Jiang Yuanyuan did not take their lives.

As for why Ying Baoyue left in such a hurry, it was because she received a secret letter from Shan Hai Ju. The letter stated that the rebel army led by Chunyu Ye had taken an abrupt detour on their southward journey and returned to the old route to the north.

"Why did you go back again? Are you too scared to fight?"

Inside the military tent, Chen Zichu laughed heartily as he looked at the route on the battle report.

"No, he knew this from the beginning: Embracing the Moon could help the King of Southern Chu regain his throne."

Xu Yishan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the battle report.

When Chunyu Ye realized that Ying Baoyue was indeed leading his troops toward Danyang City, he had already foreseen the course of events.

This cannot be accomplished by experience alone; it also requires absolute trust in Ying Baoyue's abilities.

Chunyu Ye was the one who trusted Ying Baoyue more than any of them.

“He had long anticipated that I would return to the North,” Ying Baoyue said softly.

"Are you going back to the north?" Chen Yan asked. "Are you going back to the Former Qin?"

Ying Baoyue shook her head. "It's going to a place further north."

She knew that Chunyu Ye would be waiting for her on her inevitable path.

“We might pass through, but our main target isn’t Former Qin,” Ying Baoyue said softly. “I’m going to rescue someone.”

Gui Chen, who was standing to the side, was stunned for a moment, and instantly knew who she was talking about.

"Is it... Lord Zhaohua?"

Ying Baoyue nodded, "But before that, we must first reclaim our own land."

Ying Baoyue's gaze lingered on the huge gap in the north.

Now that the unrest in the south has been quelled, the next step is to close the initial breach in the north.

"We must retake Shanhaiguan and rebuild our Great Wall once again."