"That doesn't seem appropriate!"
Hearing Fu Zhengqing say this,
Yan Shuzhu couldn't help but frown.
There were already so few capable people by her side—if something happened to Ye Liuyun because of this, Yan Shuzhu felt she wouldn't even have anywhere to cry her heart out.
She opposed it without even thinking.
But—
"Your Majesty, that's not quite right!"
Fu Zhengqing, the Prime Minister, didn't even need to speak this time.
Immediately, other officials stood up to back Fu Zhengqing.
"The Southern Governor is a young Grandmaster—of course he should make the journey, to showcase the Great Qian's might!"
The one shouting the loudest was a man in his thirties or forties.
He nearly pointed right at Ye Liuyun's nose and told him to go.
"Lord Ye, you're an official of our Great Qian. Shouldn't you serve the dynasty? Or do you only want the emperor's salary, not the emperor's errands?"
Wow, he sure can talk nonsense.
"And you are?"
