Upon receiving Emperor Jiaping's decree, Prime Minister Fan's aged face was covered in frost. The little brat had learned to shirk responsibility, and at the same time he utterly despised him; with one so devoid of virtue and talent able to be Emperor, why could the Fan Family not produce an Emperor?
But having it handed to him to resolve, how was he to resolve it? So many cities had already been lost; losing more was no longer such a grave matter. Before losing them…
"With the nation in dire peril, the people should unite as one and share Nanyue's trials. Each county is to levy soldiers and grain." Prime Minister Fan coldly instructed the men seated below.
All exchanged looks, then answered with reluctant acknowledgments.
