"Oh...what should be done?" Zhong Daoyu frowned and put down the imperial edict in his hand. The lights around him were flickering and the lights were shaking.

On the other side is another letter from Li Xingzhou to him, asking him to submit it to the emperor to clarify the division of labor in the army to avoid the "responsibility dispersion effect".

He also wrote halfway through the memorial, which he personally started to ask Li Xingzhou for commander-in-chief.

Zhong Daoyu closed his eyes, clasped his hands tightly, and didn't speak. The study was so quiet that there was no sound, only the candlelight was beating...

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, then put away the imperial edict, shook his head and said to himself, "What are the concerns of those who have half of their bodies in the soil? Why should unworthy descendants seek blessings and avoid disasters for them? As a minister, I will do my best... I am always your Majesty's minister."

As he said that, he picked up the memorial that had been written halfway, burned it clean with candlelight, muttering to himself: "Li Xingzhou, alas..."

He had no choice, and the emperor might agree, after all, one of the military reforms was the imperial guards directly under the Privy Council.

In the five-ring capital of the Shenwu Army, he was the Privy Councilor and had the power to proclaim his own officer. As a pre-appointed appointment, Li Xingzhou had the role of a civil and military officer. It was reasonable to let him go up and take charge of the army. His Majesty would most likely not object.

But... Li Xingzhou is the emperor's grandson!

The army had a total of 2,500 troops, and was still an imperial guard with complete military equipment. Even if the prince was in Beijing, it would not be a matter of 2,000 troops that the emperor could feel at ease. If there was any case, how could he explain to his ancestors...

Thinking of this, Tomb Daoyu was helpless. He broke the promise, but he had no choice.
Chapter completed!