Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Under the flickering candlelight, Wang Chongli looked solemn.

He endured the excruciating pain and spoke earnestly to Li Ming, "Brother Li, how could I not know that there are numerous risks hidden in this, like a dense thorn bush?
But look at the current situation, it's like the crossbow is ready to be fired, we can't afford to hesitate even a little bit!"

After a slight pause, Wang Chongli's eyes were full of worry.

He looked toward the inky black night outside the tent, as if he could see the ghostly figures of the Jinyiwei moving around in it.

"Once these documents fall into the hands of the Imperial Guards, the consequences will be as severe as the collapse of the heavens and the earth!

An irreversible catastrophic disaster will surely sweep over us mercilessly like a raging torrent.

All that we do is for the great cause and for the people of the world!
If we just act cowardly for a moment, the whole situation will be ruined.

How will we face the people of the world who are looking forward to us in the future?"

Sun Yong, a young general from Datong Prefecture, was born into a poor family. He had been living on the streets and leading a wandering life since he was young.

It was the army that gave Sun Yong a place to settle down and allowed him to realize his ambitions.

Sun Yong has a straightforward and heroic character and has always been brave and fearless.

He always regarded Wang Chongli as a leader who could lead everyone to accomplish great causes of justice, and he admired him very much.

At this moment, Sun Yong's eyes were like torches, and he could not wait to speak: "Master Wang, although what Master Li said makes some sense, the current situation is as urgent as a burning emergency!

If we don't transfer the files immediately, once the Jinyiwei get there first, all our previous efforts will be wasted and become nothing!
I will follow your orders, Lord Wang, even if it means going through fire and water or dying!"

After saying this, he clasped his fists together, his eyes revealing a determination.

Another official, Li Xian, was a scholar who was well-read in poetry and books.

Although he is weak, he is meticulous and intelligent.

He originally worked as a civil servant in the local area, and was appreciated and promoted by Wang Chongli because of his outstanding talents.

Li Xian has always longed to assist the wise leader with his wisdom in this turbulent and ever-changing world and accomplish great things that benefit the country and the people. Therefore, he has full confidence in Wang Chongli's decision.

At this time, Li Xian hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Not bad!
Now that things have come to this, we have no way out and can only fight to the death.

Lord Wang has always been a man of foresight. Now that he has made such a decision, he must have already made a plan in mind and had a comprehensive plan.

Sir, just give us your orders, and we will do our best!"

Seeing everyone's resolute attitude, Li Ming hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "Forget it!
In this case, we will follow Lord Wang’s arrangements.

I hope everything goes well and that the danger can be overcome. "

However, Li Ming's heart seemed to be weighed down by a heavy rock, and his worries did not diminish in the slightest.

Wang Chongli looked at everyone with a determined gaze, and said in a steady and powerful tone: "Don't worry, everyone, as long as we work together, it will be like clenching our fingers into a fist.

We will definitely be able to overcome the numerous difficulties ahead and survive this disaster."

After that, everyone, under the leadership of Wang Chongli, immediately plunged into the intensive preparation work for the document transfer.

At this moment, Wang Chongli's heart was like a turmoil, full of contradictions and struggles.

On the one hand, he was shouldering the organization's secret mission, and on the other hand, he felt that his actions might really help avoid some terrible disasters.

Therefore, Wang Chongli was eager to persuade Li Ming so that his actions could proceed more smoothly.

Li Mingze, who was standing not far away, had a frown on his face, like a mountain filled with worries, and all kinds of thoughts in his mind were surging like a raging tide.

Li Ming's family apparently relies on his military job to make a living, but in fact they carry a little-known secret history. Many years ago, a brutal struggle for power in the palace quietly enveloped the Li family like a haze, causing them to be secretly marked by the Jinyiwei.

The family elders have been very cautious and treading on thin ice for many years, and have barely managed to maintain the family until now.

Once Li Ming participates in this file transfer operation that is likely to cause an uproar, the fragile peace of the family will be completely broken.

Those forces hidden in the depths of darkness will surely take advantage of the opportunity to attack like hungry wolves and drag the Li family into an abyss of no return.

“Sir Wang, to be honest, my family’s situation is far more difficult and complicated than you see.

Over the years, we have been on the edge of an abyss and treading on thin ice.

If you are not careful, you will be shattered into pieces.

The risk of this operation is so great that it is like walking on a cliff.

If we make a mistake, everyone in my Li family, young and old, will become innocent victims.

The brothers sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, all they wanted was a stable and peaceful life.

What if... Well, please think carefully again and think of other safer methods."

As he spoke, Li Ming looked helpless, his eyes full of worry and pain, like a bottomless pool of bitter water.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands that were shaking slightly due to nervousness.

Wang Chongli felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this, and a trace of pity arose in his heart.

But the situation was urgent and he could not afford to hesitate or be soft-hearted for a moment.

“Brother Li, I know very well the difficulties and pains you are going through.

If there were any other feasible methods, how could I bear to let my brothers put themselves in such danger?
But you might as well think about it carefully: If these documents were really taken away by the Jinyiwei, with their ruthless methods, even if we don't transfer the documents, can we ensure the safety of our brothers and protect the safety of your family?
The Imperial Guards will certainly make a big fuss about this, and by then the entire military camp and even our families will be in an irretrievable desperate situation, as if falling into an endless abyss of darkness.

Although transferring files now seems to be a risky move, it is actually our only hope in this desperate situation, a ray of light that appears in the darkness.

Moreover, if it succeeds, it may be able to clear the hidden dangers that have plagued the Li family for many years and usher in a bright future."

Wang Chongli paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued, "Besides, I have carefully arranged reliable people to guard along the way. Once there is any movement by the Jinyiwei, we will be able to detect it in advance like a keen cheetah.

In this operation, I will consider every aspect carefully and thoroughly, reduce the risks as much as possible and ensure that there are no mistakes.

Brother Li, you and I have benefited greatly from the imperial court.

This is the time for us to serve our country and protect our families.

If we choose to retreat today, we may lose the chance to protect our families in the future."

Wang Chongli spoke earnestly, and his eyes revealed a determination to do whatever it takes for so-called "justice".

However, behind this determination is his helplessness in the painful struggle between justice and conspiracy.

It's like walking through a bush of thorns, with every step coming with pain.

At this moment, the biting cold wind outside the tent was like a raging beast, making bursts of shrill roars, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

The military flag fluttered in the strong wind, like a soul-calling banner waved by the god of death.

This added a bit of gloom and terror to the tense situation. (End of this chapter)