My Cultivation Starting from Archery

"Back in Youlan Capital, I heard from a cultivator named Qian Qiren, and was prepared for it then."

Fang Qingyun nodded and said, "Combining the intelligence from Yunding Palace, I have a ninety percent certainty. It is a task only I can handle."

Silence fell over the courtyard.

After a long time, Xu Wencai sat back down.

"Under no circumstances can my junior know about this; otherwise, it will not succeed, this..."

Fang Qingyun produced a letter and left behind a jade flute, speaking calmly, "After I leave, Brother Wencai, please pass these to our junior."

"Alright."

Xu Wencai carefully accepted the items: "Mr. Fang doesn't plan to... speak with the gentleman again?"

"No."

Fang Qingyun gently shook his head: "Secrets, when not kept, lead to disaster."

As they spoke, a commotion was heard outside.

"Sir!"

Wo Long disciple Qi Cheng hurried over: "Many generals from the army have come outside demanding to see both of you, seemingly due to today's incident."

"Let them in."

"..."

Shortly, the yard was filled with a bustling crowd, all military generals clad in armor, swords and daggers at their waists.

After restructuring and expansions, the Beiliang Army now boasts three hundred thousand troops, implying at least thirty main generals, excluding Lu Ji and others leading external forces; nearly all are gathered here.

"Have you heard about today's events?!"

"Old Xu!"

"The Cao Family wants us to withdraw the troops!"

"Can we agree to this?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Does the Cao Family still want to lord over us forever?!"

"Disgusting!"

"..."

"Old Fourth!"

Wang Zhi spoke boldly: "We must not forget how Cao Kai treated our master before! Now Cao Liu Lang feigns politeness only because he's not strong enough and doesn't dare to turn hostile. He's exactly like Cao Kai!"

"Indeed."

Cheng Wei chimed in: "He has the support of Guiyuan Sect; who knows what he might be plotting behind our backs? Even if not for ourselves, we should think of the Beiliang brothers."

"Old Fourth."

Rong Yanqiu said: "Aren't you gonna make a decision quickly?"

"Ha ha~"

Xu Wencai stood up: "Gentlemen, please calm down; a plan is already in place."

"In place?"

"What plan?"

"Directly march to Chang'an?"

"..."

Fang Qingyun and Xu Wencai exchanged a glance, neither in a hurry to speak.

"Hey!"

"What are you two hiding?"

"If you don't tell us your plan soon, we'll go straight to the Commander."

"No matter what, we will not withdraw the troops!"

"..."

"Little Chengzi."

Xu Wencai waved: "Go, bring over the items from my study."

Qi Cheng immediately complied; within the time it takes to brew tea, he returned to the courtyard, carrying a wooden box locked with a copper lock.

"That broken box again."

Feng Yong muttered: "You carry it everywhere these two years; who knows what treasure is inside and how it relates to the current affair?"

"It really does relate."

Xu Wencai gently shook the feather fan: "And it's a solution that resolves the issue once and for all, ensuring no one can cause trouble for Beiliang again."

"That amazing?"

"What's inside?"

"Why didn't you bring it out earlier?"

"..."

"You'll know at a glance!"

Xu Wencai said, tossing out a key.

"Mysterious!"

Wang Zhi took the key, dismissively saying: "Let me see if it's truly that mysterious!"

"Knock—"

The key opened the copper lock, the lid creaked open, revealing what's inside.

"Oh my."

Wang Zhi's body shuddered.

"What is this?"

"..."

The generals crowded around, craning their necks to look; whoever saw clearly immediately tightened their expressions and shut their mouths quietly.

The courtyard, once noisy, fell completely silent within a few breaths.

Eventually, it was Xu Wencai who broke the silence: "Gentlemen, what do you think?"

"Good! Very good!"

Wang Zhi was first to slam the table: "Indeed a good idea!"

"That's right!"

Zhao Kang shouted passionately: "Only this way will no one bully us Beiliang Army anymore! That Cao Family? They're damn nonsense!"

"Long overdue, long overdue!"

"..."

The generals from Po Yang emerged first in agreement.

"I agree too."

Cheng Wei said thoughtfully: "Since whomever becomes Emperor will suspect Beiliang, this Emperor should better be our junior."

"Hmm."

Rong Yanqiu nodded: "Indeed, our junior should take the role."

After careful consideration, the senior brotherhood expressed willingness to support.

Finally, the rest of the Beiliang generals, both seasoned and newcomers, raised no objections.

Regardless, if successful, it would be a great benefit for them.

Be it serving as soldiers under the Beiliang King, or imperial guards under the Emperor, which choice will favor future prospects was clear in everyone's hearts.

Moreover, this is an achievement in support of sovereignty!

"Only..."

Ye Fengxiu, usually silent, spoke: "Our junior might not willingly accept."

"Indeed."

Cheng Wei rubbed his chin: "Today's negotiation with Cao Liu Lang can actually be seen as our junior proactively withdrawing from the Central Plains. Had he not withdrawn, who could have done anything to us? Since he agreed to retreat, he likely holds no ambition for the throne."

"Perhaps..."

Senior Sister Nine, Rong Yanqiu pondered: "We should go talk to our junior?"

"The gentleman won't agree."

Xu Wencai interrupted: "That's why I waited for all you generals to gather today; such matters shouldn't be initiated by the gentleman."

"Indeed, indeed."

"I heard there's supposed to be a ritual of thrice refusing and thrice accepting, isn't that how the old histories are written?"