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Su Shaoqing was still somewhat hesitant.

"War is no small matter. Once war breaks out, the world will inevitably descend into chaos, and we will be the sinners!"

Zhao Chunying slapped him on the back of the head.

"Weren't you so capable before? You dealt with that piece of shit for so many years, even taking off your own job so you could focus on finding water! Why are you so timid now?"

"Since the drought began, you have written countless memorials, but has the court responded to any of them? An emperor who doesn't even care about the lives of his people is truly guilty of a crime if he is allowed to continue sitting on the throne."

Knowing that her son cared about the lives of ordinary people, Zhao Chunying decided to offer her advice from a different angle.

"The common people don't care who sits on the dragon throne; they only care about whether they can fill their stomachs, afford to get married, and support their elderly parents!"

Lu Yu burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"The old lady is right. It's a matter of the victor taking all. If we win, we will be the sage rulers who save the common people, while the one on the dragon throne is the sinner for all time!"

Regarding the matter of rebellion, Zhao Chunying and Su Shaoqing each held their own opinions, while Su Yuanqiao remained silent.

Zhao Chunying nudged Su Yuanqiao with her elbow.

"What are you thinking? Yes or no? Give me a straight answer!"

Su Yuanqiao said in a deep voice.

"I'm thinking... On the day we capture Kyoto, I'll definitely build a nice tomb for Juanniang."

While everyone was still debating whether or not to fight, Su Yuanqiao had already thought about what would happen after they stormed into the capital.

After a moment of silence, Hua Zhuyue spoke in a hoarse voice.

"It's time to move Juanniang's grave."

"Back then, when the Shen family suffered a disaster, countless eyes were watching. I didn't dare to give Juan Niang a grand funeral and only bought a simple coffin. I really felt sorry for Juan Niang."

However, at least Juan Niang had a thin coffin.

What about the male members of the Shen family...?

When the male members of the Shen family were beheaded, the women were in exile.

It seems no one has even bothered to collect the remains.

As Hua Zhuyue thought about it, tears welled up in her eyes.

The thought of her husband and son being taken away in such a sorry state filled her with hatred.

"Even though the Marquis is dead, his old subordinates are still here. As long as I ask, they will definitely come to my aid."

Seeing that his parents were determined to rebel, Su Shaoqing stopped trying to stop them.

He hosted a banquet and sent out invitations to officials of all ranks in the northern border region.

Everyone had heard about the imperial envoy's invitation, so the meaning of receiving an invitation at this time was self-evident.

Given the current ruler's suspicious nature, anyone who attends the banquet will surely be seen as a member of the Su family's faction.

If it succeeds, I can leave this harsh and cold place and be granted a title and high office.

If they lose, it will be a heinous crime that will result in the extermination of their entire family, numbering nine generations.

Su Shaoqing originally thought that not many people would attend the banquet, but to his surprise, the place was bustling with activity and carriages.

Many people who did not receive invitations still came to visit with gifts.

Even officials from Qinghe came.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone couldn't help but start complaining.

"His Majesty spends all his time holed up in the palace, fearing for the stability of his throne, and is constantly scheming to plot against us, his ministers."

"If we do things poorly, it's dereliction of duty and we'll be beheaded. If we do things too well, it's an attempt to overthrow the Great Yun, and we'll also be beheaded. No matter how well we do, in His Majesty's eyes, we're not as good as those sycophantic eunuchs."

"I'm not as happy as those tycoons in my official position. If I had troops, I would have rebelled long ago. I really admire General Su and Lord Su for enduring until today."

Those who served as officials in the northern frontier were almost all those who had displeased His Majesty for various reasons.

Each of them harbored deep resentment, and as they gathered together, the more they talked, the more heartbroken they became.

The magistrate of Qinghe County couldn't help but wipe away his tears.

"Your Northern Frontier is not favored by His Majesty, and our Qinghe is not much better off. Our Qinghe is a water town, and the rice we grow is the best in the entire Dayun, but His Majesty never thinks highly of us."

"I discovered a few years ago that the Qinghe dike was about to collapse, and I submitted a memorial early on, hoping that His Majesty would allocate some funds to reinforce the dike, but His Majesty just wouldn't approve it."

"This year I submitted eight memorials, but His Majesty was not only unmoved by them, but also furious and fined me a year's salary."

"If Your Majesty had made a decision sooner, the flood in Qinghe would not have been so severe. Tens of thousands of corpses floated on the water, staring at me with their eyes wide open. I couldn't sleep day or night, and every time I closed my eyes, I saw that tragic scene."

The magistrate of Qinghe County choked up.

"These things could have been avoided!"

The magistrate of Qinghe County was heartbroken and slammed his fist on the table, weeping as he lamented.

"He ignores neither floods nor droughts; we have no idea what our Emperor is even trying to manage!"

"Those people didn't have to die; they perished because of Your Majesty's foolish rule!"

Lu Yu smashed the cup.

"Since His Majesty does not want to manage the world, then he should simply leave it alone. My lords, both the Northern Frontier and Qinghe are now in dire straits. Only by relying on ourselves can we forge a path to survival for the people."

Su Shaoqing stood up and respectfully bowed to the officials present.

"Please, esteemed officials, help me!"

The magistrate of Jiushan County, which is closest to Guanyang, stood up.

"If it weren't for Lord Su's generous loan of grain, most of the people of Jiujiang would have starved to death. The people of Jiujiang are deeply grateful for Lord Su's kindness and are willing to follow him to the death!"

Given His Majesty's temperament, he will surely suspect that Jiushan, which is closest to Guanyang, was also involved in the rebellion. If Guanyang is defeated, he will not escape death either, so he might as well fight for a way out.

The magistrate of Qinghe County also stood up.

"Qinghe is also willing to follow Lord Su."

"I'd like to too..."

"I'd like to too..."

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

Shen Zhaoning sat in the courtyard, listening to the commotion coming from the hall, feeling somewhat dazed.

She suddenly thought of something.

When she was selling her paintings before, the fairy sister said, "What will your brother become in the future?"

It also spans the Dayun and Tianqi dynasties.

Although it is unknown whether my maternal grandfather and uncle will be victorious, the Great Cloud will surely perish.

Such a corrupt country is utterly unworthy of the sacrifices made by its officials and cannot bear the offerings of its people.

Shen Zhaoning had never thought about exploring what had happened in this era before, but now she wanted to find out more about it.

When Shen Zhaoning returned to the modern world, she was still in the place where she had disappeared last time.

She carefully observed her surroundings and only slowly peeked out after confirming it was safe.

She tugged at her collar, lowered her head, and hurried towards home.

Back at her place, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned on her phone, and searched for the name "Dayun".

It was only then that I discovered that there is very little history of the Dayun Dynasty, and the internet is almost entirely filled with criticisms of the Dayun emperors as incompetent and suspicious.

She searched for her father's name but found nothing, but when she searched for her mother's name, she found quite a few articles.

"After Su Yuanqiao ascended the throne, he posthumously conferred upon his beloved daughter Su Yiwei the title of Princess Zhanghua..."

"My maternal grandfather ascended the throne? And my mother was even made a princess!"

Shen Zhaoning stared wide-eyed at the words.