Chapter 37: Not Falling Short of Father's Might

The sudden voice startled everyone again.

In an instant, everyone turned their gaze toward the source of the sound.

Amidst everyone's gaze, Yang Jun slowly stepped forward from the rear of the officials.

Yun Fengyun also lifted his head, his eyes fixed on Yang Jun.

Yang Jun walked slowly but with steady steps, his eyes revealing firm resolve.

This Heir of Prince Pingxi looks exactly like the former Prince Pingxi.

No, it's not the same—never mind his aura, even his sickly appearance is far off.

People say 'tiger father, dog son,' but he is nothing like that.

Exactly, who doesn't know what this Heir Apparent has done?

The officials whispered among themselves, all showing contempt for Yang Jun.

As the saying goes, 'a man's name is like a tree's shadow'; Yang Jun's usual behavior has already ruined his reputation.

As the saying goes, 'a hero's father, a scoundrel son'—that's also how many officials see Yang Jun.

Zhou Tian watched Yang Jun approach, letting out a cold snort.

He certainly didn't think Yang Jun could pull off anything significant.

But now Yang Jun's slow approach instantly drew many gazes, making him feel uneasy.

This brat, what mischief is he up to now?

Yang Jun walked slowly but steadily, step by step.

Seeing Yang Jun's actions, the officials were also somewhat surprised.

Yun Fengyun also stared intently at the approaching Yang Jun, watching him step forward slowly.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Fengyun seemed to see that familiar man.

The feelings of sworn brotherhood and the duty to save lives surged forth at that moment.

Yun Fengyun furrowed his brows; in an instant, he felt an indescribable panic.

"Subject Yang Jun greets Your Majesty; long live the Emperor!"

Yang Jun stepped forward, shouting 'long live,' his robes swaying; at this moment it seemed he was about to kneel.

"Alright, no need to kneel after Prince Pingxi."

Yun Fengyun spoke in a low voice, waving his hand as he spoke.

Prince Pingxi Yang Ye's influence in Great Xia is known to all.

From sovereigns and ministers down to peddlers and laborers, who doesn't know Yang Ye's achievements?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yang Jun immediately replied, standing even straighter.

Earlier his legs seemed to have bent, as if to perform a salute.

But he immediately straightened his body, instantly returning to normal—clearly with no intention of truly kneeling.

"Alright, speak up; tell me whatever you have now."

Yun Fengyun looked at Yang Jun before him, furrowed his brows; Yang Jun's every action and demeanor made him feel somewhat off.

Former Yang Jun was always a confused good-for-nothing; but now his every action and speech left Yun Fengyun even more puzzled.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to guard the border in place of my late father, protecting Great Xia's peace!"

Yang Jun took another step forward; though he did not kneel, he immediately spoke loudly, stating his request and thoughts.

As soon as Yang Jun's words fell, the whole hall was startled in an instant.

His words left the officials throughout the hall greatly shocked.

Yang Jun is going to take charge of resisting the Sunshine Kingdom?

Such a move truly shocked everyone.

What kind of person is Yang Jun?

In their eyes, he is nothing but a good-for-nothing, a playboy who only knows how to indulge with women!

And now, what is he saying?

Go to the southwest to resist the Sunshine Kingdom?

Can he do it? Does he have the strength?

Zhou Tian, upon hearing this, was first startled, then gave a cold smile.

What the heck, does he really think that being Prince Pingxi's son means he can inherit everything, intimidate the Sunshine Kingdom, and overpower external forces?

"Laughable, who does he think he is?"

Zhou Tian let out a cold snort; facing Yang Jun, he certainly wouldn't take it seriously.

Yun Fengyun looked at Yang Jun; suddenly he felt torn.

"Your Majesty, Great Xia's legacy dictates that the son inherits the father's business; as the Heir of Prince Pingxi, I ought to inherit my forebears' ideals and guard the southwest."

"My father died in battle against the Sunshine Kingdom; his dying wish was to protect the southwest's safety."

"If I die in battle, I will have no complaints, willingly; after all, I will have the honor to meet my father beneath the nine springs."

Yang Jun spoke loudly; his words were decisive and firm.

With those words, Yang Jun stood firm, his face full of righteous vigor, the very image of loyalty and patriotism.

Yet he still kept the posture of a bowing salute, exemplifying loyalty and patriotism to the utmost.

In an instant, the officials were moved.

Whether they liked or disliked Yang Jun, at this moment they could not say a word.

But at this moment, Yang Jun's heart was something no one could have anticipated.

I have already thrown myself into the performance with such passion and wholehearted devotion; so please, Emperor, agree to my request and let me go to the Southwest.

In this way, relying on my understanding of the original storyline, I will be able to see my father soon.

When that time truly comes, you old guys had better listen up.

Give back what you borrowed from me, and throw up what you ate from me!

With a million‑strong army at his command, even if he doesn't march on the capital, that emperor probably wouldn't dare speak loudly.

Of course, at this moment Yang Jun can only bury these words in his heart and desperately fantasize.

After all, if anyone hears such words, they will become his crime; once proven, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After finishing his words, Yang Jun still maintained his bowing posture and remained standing there.

Yun Fengyun stared fixedly at Yang Jun before him, his anger burning even hotter.

At that very moment, he hated him so much he wanted to rush over immediately, throw Yang Jun to the ground and give him a beating.

"Your Majesty, how can the heir apparent of the Pingxi Prince's Mansion bear such a heavy responsibility? Nowadays everyone knows, everyone is aware, his body has already been hollowed out by drink and lust; this concerns the safety of Great Xia—how can it be entrusted to him?"

Zhou Tian could no longer bear it; he stepped forward immediately and shouted.

How could this be?

Clearly, the position of commander‑in‑chief of the Pacified West Army should have fallen to me.

Who would have thought that Yang Jun would stir up trouble, jump out and stick a leg in, instantly turning things into this mess!

Zhou Tian was furious; he never expected that a mere Yang Jun, who was nothing but mud under his feet, would now jump up again and ruin his affairs.