The Emperor, upon hearing there was major intelligence concerning the Yuyun Sixteen Prefectures, hurriedly said, "Relay my command, hold off on the execution, let me inquire about it first before proceeding."
At this moment, Empress Zheng was also present. She reminded, "Your Majesty, it is already three quarters past noon, even if one gallops swiftly to pass on the message, it will still be too late."
The Emperor glanced at the sundial, stomped his foot, and angrily rebuked the soldier, "Why did you not come earlier?"
The soldier prostrated himself silently on the ground.
He understood the Emperor's words were not truly questioning him, but merely a form of venting.
Hence, there was no need to argue, as arguing would be futile.
Empress Zheng softly said, "It's nothing major, surely Yan Beichen is speaking nonsense seeking to survive."
The Emperor nodded, "What you say makes sense."
