Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

Song Leyue and Zheng Quan also looked at a loss.

Why did you suddenly surrender?

Is the Empress's revenge not being taken?

With such a muddle-headed emperor, should we just let him continue to harm the people?

Song Anbang, however, had much more to think about.

If the emperor is killed, the country will be under the Song family's name, and the Song family will become the noble royal family. Why is Father suddenly surrendering?

He was originally planning to find an opportunity to assassinate the emperor, so why did he suddenly surrender?

"Hahahaha—" The emperor's triumphant laughter rang out.

"Song Chengwu still has some self-awareness."

"You must know that those who follow the righteous path receive abundant help, while those who stray from it receive little. I did not sacrifice a single soldier, yet elite troops and capable generals have come to join me on their own initiative. This is divine assistance!"

"Everyone, eat quickly! After you finish eating, pack your things, and we'll go into the city to accept the surrender!"

The soldiers themselves had no objections, and they all buried themselves in their food. To them, it didn't matter who won or not, since they were just soldiers anyway.

Song Anbang, Song Leye, and the others looked grim. They loved Shen Qing's food, but that didn't mean they wanted to betray Song Chengwu.

However, the braised pork with potatoes shouldn't be wasted; no matter how upset I am, I still have to eat this meal.

So I ate a lot.

Wang Wu frowned; he simply couldn't understand it.

The Song family army surrendered. Such a big thing, and this is all the emperor can do?

And what about the others? All they know is how to eat!

"Your Majesty, a banquet has been prepared in the city. Why don't you take your entourage into the city..."

"You've never tasted Lady Shen's cooking." The emperor scooped up another spoonful of braised pork and potato rice.

He smacked his lips, looking completely satisfied.

Wang Wu: "???"

Is the surrender of Song's army less important than eating?

"General, please have a taste." Just then, Shen Qing's voice rang out.

Wang Wu turned his head and saw that Shen Qing was holding a plate.

On the left side of the plate is white rice, while on the right side is braised pork with potatoes in a dark reddish-brown color.

A warm, savory aroma rose up and wafted into people's noses.

Wang Wu swallowed hard, a sense of fear rising within him.

He couldn't control his urge to eat a lot!

This, this, this Lady Shen is that witch, isn't she?

What should we do? What should we do?

Wang Wu wiped his drool as he backed away.

I want to eat it, but I don't dare to.

Shen Qing took a few more steps forward with the plate in her hand: "Try it, this is the last one today."

The braised pork with potatoes was placed closer to him.

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Saliva dripped down and landed on the edge of the plate.

"Well, well, I'll just try a little bit, just a little bit is fine."

Wang Wu couldn't hold back any longer, so he picked up the plate and started eating voraciously.

The potatoes were very flavorful, with a rich savory sauce, while the pork belly was so delicious that it made your mouth water and you couldn't stop eating it.

Once the rice is mixed in, it's absolutely delicious.

"Delicious, delicious, so delicious!"

Wang Wu started eating heartily without regard for his image, completely forgetting why he had come there in the first place.

In no time, the plate in his hand was empty, and even the sauce on the plate was licked clean.

"Any more? Another plate, please!" he couldn't help but shout.

Shen Qing: "That's all."

Excellent, another great general.

However, now that Hirako Castle has surrendered, does that mean she can cook in the castle from now on?

I wonder where her task progress bar is?

And then there's the emperor... the emperor must have lived long enough, right?

Wang Wu wanted to eat more, but he couldn't; this was the last serving of braised pork with potatoes for the day.

If it's gone, it's gone.

The group began to pack up, and the emperor was overjoyed, feeling that he was now the greatest emperor of all time.

This time, the emperor's personal expedition was the right decision.

What should we do with that old bastard Song Chengwu later?

Hmm... let's kill him. That old bastard deserves to die. He didn't even come to surrender in person. He really deserves to die.

As for Song Anbang and Song Leye, although they are alright, if they are not eliminated at the root, they may cause trouble later.

Let's cut it down too.

That bald guy could stay; he looks silly and doesn't seem very ambitious.

The emperor's mind raced, he planned out everyone's fate, and finally imagined a wonderful future.

It was almost time, and everyone was ready.

"Let's go!" the emperor shouted.

The crowd marched in a grand procession toward Pingkou City.

Before long, the city gate came into view.

"Your Majesty, this humble subject respectfully welcomes you!" He knelt and bowed his head.

His lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of resentment and suppressed anger.

"Rise," the emperor said with an air of superiority.

"I know that your rebellion this time must have been instigated by others. Considering that you have guarded the border for the court for so many years, I will spare your life."

Although he was prepared to kill Song Chengwu, now was not the best time.

Putting aside the rule of not killing surrendered generals, he couldn't just take action directly because there were still more than 40,000 Song family soldiers in the city.

However, there's no need to rush. Once Black Hawk and Zhou Wentong have subdued all of Song's army, he can then kill Song Chengwu's entire family without any trouble.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Song Chengwu stood up, and when his gaze swept over Song Anbang and Song Leye, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Unfilial descendants!

Yesterday, Wang Wu proposed a plan to feign surrender. He had originally wanted to consider it, since the plan was far too risky.

As a result, in the middle of the night last night, a soldier suddenly came to report that Song Leyue and Zheng Quan had led another 10,000 men to the other side.

They also took away a lot of grain and fodder.

Even the deputy general Sun, whom he personally sent to guard the city, ran away.

The city gates were wide open, and no one was paying any attention. If it weren't for the patrolling soldiers in the city, he would probably still be kept in the dark.

His soldiers, his provisions, his son—all of them surrendered to the emperor.

With no other option, he had to resort to his last resort: feigning surrender!

As long as the emperor dies, the soldiers, provisions, and sons will still belong to him!

"Your Majesty, please enter the city. This humble subject has prepared fine wine and food at the city lord's mansion. Your Majesty must be weary from your journey and unable to eat or sleep well..."

Before Song Chengwu could finish speaking, the emperor waved his hand to interrupt him.

"nonsense."

"I eat well and sleep well."

"Let me tell you, Lady Shen's cooking is incredibly delicious, it's so fragrant it's almost overwhelming. If you don't believe me, just ask Anbang and Leye."

"Before your daughter died, she ate a piece of durian mille-feuille from Madam Shen, so her death wasn't entirely in vain."

The emperor's words were very rude, but he didn't realize it; he was just showing off to Song Chengwu.

Song Chengwu: "..."

That damned emperor!

And this witch, she's the culprit who killed his daughter.

Song Chengwu glared at Shen Qing with an unfriendly expression; he could no longer suppress the anger in his chest.

Shen Qing sighed helplessly. The emperor really had a sharp tongue.

"Father, don't glare at Madam Shen. My sister's death has nothing to do with Madam Shen," Song Leye couldn't help but say from the side.

Song Chengwu's eyes widened in surprise.

His son really doesn't care whether his own father lives or dies.

The emperor's voice turned cold: "You glared at Lady Shen?"