Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen-Chapter 437 - : Discussion of War

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Chapter 437: Discussion of War

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jian Qingqing did not expect such a thing to happen. She was stunned for a moment and was silent.

“So you must go?

After a long time, she finally said this. Her usually soft voice already had a sobbing tone.

Ming Zhiyan did not expect her to cry and was extremely panicked. He hurriedly coaxed her, “Be good, Baby Qing. Don’t cry. Hit me. You can hit me however you want. I’ve made you sad…”

He helplessly said words of comfort, but he could not say the promise of not leading the army. Since he was in this position, he had to be responsible for the people of Great Wei.

At this moment, he hated himself so much that he had actually made the girl he loved shed tears.

Jian Qingqing cried out. She had vented most of her emotions. She also knew that she was just being stubborn for a moment. Now that her rationality had returned, she wiped her tears and said calmly, ‘Go, go and fight for the Great Wei Kingdom, and avenge your father and the millions of people who died at the hands of the Qing Kingdom. I will wait for you in the Capital.”

Ming Zhiyan felt even guiltier and kept stroking her back. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“Big Brother Ming,” Jian Qingqing said sullenly, “you didn’t do anything wrong to me. Everyone has their own responsibilities. Go and do your own things.”

At this time, the two of them did not expect that before they could bid farewell and bid farewell properly, an accident would happen.

This winter, although Great Wei had been brimming with joy, the four surrounding countries could be said to be full of worry.

The third Prince of the Dongyue Kingdom sat on his throne with a malicious expression. He looked unhappily at the officials below and asked in a deep voice, “Dear Ministers, do you really not have any good ideas?”

The bearded Assistant Minister of Revenue said, “It’s a fact that the Wei Kingdom has high-yield grain, and the output is very high. They sold the processed grain to our merchants at a high price and earned enough silver for us. I think we don’t have to wait any longer. We can directly attack the Wei Kingdom with all the troops. Then, the high-yield grain will be ours.”

“The Wei Kingdom has already recuperated, so I’m afraid it won’t be easy to attack them now,” the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War disagreed.

“Moreover, what if we are invaded by the other countries after we attack Wei?

You don’t even know that they’re having an affair.”

The Assistant Minister retorted, “You know it’s not easy. If we don’t fight now, are we going to wait for them to become stronger and stronger, stronger than our country? Then we’ll fight back when they attack us?” 𝘣𝑒𝘥𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝑙.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The Assistant Minister of War was at a loss for words. He was in charge of the

Ministry of War, so he naturally knew the current situation of the Ministry of War. Although the strength of the East Moon Kingdom was indeed not bad, the strength of the soldiers in the military camp was not that great.

The years of war had caused most of the soldiers who had the slightest strength to die on the battlefield. The soldiers today had just been recruited, and many of them were still teenagers who could not do anything at all.

The Third Prince snorted as he looked at the courtiers pushing the blame to each other. He smashed the cup in his hand, hitting the Vice Minister of War’s forehead. His forehead broke in, and blood gushed out, blurring his vision.

However, the Assistant Minister of War did not dare to wipe it. He immediately knelt down and begged, “Your Highness, please calm your anger!’

The Third Prince looked at them coldly, and the words he spat out were like a poisonous snake wrapped around their necks. “It seems that none of my Ministers are of any use. It’s a waste of food to keep them.”

As soon as he said this, the people below immediately knelt down and said loudly, “Your Highness, please calm your anger!’