Chapter 1680: Fuchcha Huanzhen

cabinet continuously come out to attack Xu Changqing, while the East Palace is not a pushover either.With Xu Changqing leading the way, officials from the Eastern Palace also stood up to begin refutin...Chapter 1680: Fucha Huanzhen

Get up.

Li Chen's tone was gentle.

One hundred taels of silver as a reward is actually too little.

Compared to Wang En's act of saving the emperor, one hundred taels would be about the same amount as gold.

But Li Chen could see that what Wang En really wanted was not silver, but a way to save his family from their predicament. Besides his simple and honest nature, giving him too much money at once wouldn't be a good thing.

It can solve the problem and leave some for future long-term use, but it is not a mountain of gold and silver that you can lie on and eat for life. To convert better rewards into his future prospects is actually the best outcome.

Li Chen's heartfelt efforts, Wang En might not understand now, but the most present at the scene are those who understand. One by one, their eyes looking at Wang En held a hint of depth.

As the Eastern Palace's power grew, Li Chen no longer lacked manpower around him as he had before.

A large number of followers, both useful and useless, constantly contribute their strength to the East Palace. As a result, things like overnight success and rapid advancement, which used to happen frequently around Li Chen, became increasingly rare. However, it was precisely because of this that Wang En's sudden favor from the Crown Prince made many people incredibly envious.

Even the emperor, Huangji Tian, took an extra look at Wang En.

He only thought that the sergeant looked good and had a decent temperament, but he couldn't see what was so extraordinary about him that Li Chen would go to such lengths.

To Fucha Huan seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze merely skimming over Wang En before settling on Li Chen with more attention. He followed Emperor Huangji Tian quietly, unobtrusively, as if a shadow, and no one could have guessed that he was the foremost strategist of the Jin Dynasty.

Let Wang Enshi go down to heal his wounds properly, and only then did Li Chen look at the Imperial Sky of Extreme who had been ignored for a long time.

"Thirteenth Brother, today I'm a bit apprehensive about visiting your Jin army camp." Li Chen said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

The Heavenly Emperor of Imperial Power immediately bowed and lowered his posture, saying: "Your Highness is truly too kind to me. It was just a misunderstanding earlier."

With a light chuckle, Li Chen's gaze fell on Fucha Huanzhen behind him. "This gentleman looks rather unfamiliar," he asked.

Huang Ji Tian rushed over, on one hand because the matter was urgent, and on the other hand he didn't want to cause Li Chen any unnecessary misunderstanding. So he didn't even bring his personal guards, but only brought a middle-aged man dressed in scholar's robes. Li Chen had to pay more attention to him.

"Fucha Huanzhen."

Fucha Huanzhen bowed respectfully, only mentioning his life was spared, but not his official position.

Li Chen nodded, saying nothing.

The other party didn't want to say, and he wasn't willing to ask more.

"Your Highness, please come inside. The army is ready for your inspection," Huangji Tian skillfully changed the subject and said.

"This time, there won't be any misunderstandings, will there"

"Li Chen finished speaking, seeing Huang Ji Tian's wry smile, he laughed and patted his shoulder, saying: "This palace was joking with you. Anyway, you and I are considered friends. Since we are friends, this palace naturally believes in you."

Only then did Huangji Tian heave a sigh of relief. He turned sideways, raised his hand and gestured towards the military camp, saying: "Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, please!"

Li Chen nodded and motioned for the other guards to follow Chen Tong and wait outside the camp, taking only Xu Wei with him as they followed Huangji Tian towards the Jin army's encampment.

Things came to an end, and it seemed that no one cared about what had just happened. Only Gualjia Ronglu's corpse on the ground added a touch of coldness and desolation to the already biting wind.Chapter 1793: The Combat Power of the Iron Stupa