Chapter 861

What marchioness?

Yu Yan Chu's words left even Chen Wuji dazed.

He thought, this person isn't even surnamed Hou, how did they come up with a marchioness.

Yu Yan Chu didn't say much, just opened her bundle again and took out an imperial edict.

She opened it and glanced, "Hmm... seems I took the wrong one."

She muttered a sentence, then quickly stuffed that imperial edict back into the bundle and continued searching.

Chen Wuji looked at the neatly stacked imperial edicts in the bundle, his mouth twitching badly.

The emperor's pen friend is truly generous, this is again giving him wholesale imperial edicts.

Although imperial authority is waning day by day, it's only waning, not gone.

Each of these imperial edicts behind it represents genuine power, represents righteousness.

As long as this thing is taken out, every word written on it confers on Chen Wuji an identity that is entirely real; it differs essentially from what some people self‑appoint.

Yu Yan Chu flipped through nearly all the imperial edicts, finally found the one she wanted, stood up and handed it to Chen Wuji, saying, "Commander, you'd better look at it yourself; I feel uncomfortable reading this. They don't even bow when they see me, the Elder Princess, so I see no need for these empty formalities."

Chen Wuji took the imperial edict, "They're just a bunch of clueless mud‑legs; don't stoop to their level. Aside from Chief Clerk Lü, we're all from proper small places, small mountain villages, never seen big scenes or big figures, so lacking etiquette is understandable."

Lü Xun:???

He suddenly felt uneasy.

How did they drag him out again to whip a corpse?

Chen Wuji opened the imperial edict and glanced; his eyebrow inadvertently rose, "Your Majesty, have you made me a marquis?"

"Exactly, Commander, you'll be a marquis from now on; I being a marchioness isn't strange, right?" Yu Yan Chu looked arrogantly at Yang Tiejiang and the others, "The Elder Princess doesn't bow, but as a marchioness I should, shouldn't I? Generals."

She is quite persistent.

Xu Zengyi gave Yang Tiejiang and the others a covert glance.

Greetings, marchioness!

Yang Tiejiang and the others immediately paid respects.

Lü Xun:???

He suddenly felt isolated from the world, like he'd become a clown.

This bow is truly unnecessary.

He actually should have thought of that, but it's truly some unconscious habit.

Yu Yan Chu clapped her hands satisfied, formally handed the bundle to Chen Wuji, saying, "The other imperial edicts, husband, look them over slowly; anyway they mostly mean you can do as you please."

Chen Wuji teased with a light laugh, "Calling you husband rolls off the tongue nicely!"

"All the generals are bowing and calling me marchioness; shouldn't I change too?" Yu Yan Chu tilted her head and laughed lightly, "I've brought you such a great gift, husband; you wouldn't ignore my arduous journey and send me back to Bianjing, would you?"

"What nonsense, how could I be that sort of person?" Chen Wuji said righteously, "My dear, please sit first; I'll admire the emperor's ink treasure."

Yu Yan Chu's gaze turned fierce, a savage white‑eye almost flipped up, but she forcibly held it back. She's seen quick‑changing faces, but one that changes like this, so particular, with so much said, is truly rare.

Chen Wuji examined each of the imperial edicts Yu Yan Chu brought, inexplicably feeling a sudden stir of emotion; the emperor truly has nothing to say to him.

No matter what his original purpose was, his actions really do have a heartfelt sincerity.

Who in the world has an emperor like this, so overbearing as to directly wholesale imperial edicts?

Not to mention being made a marquis.

He also added an imperial edict ordering Chen Wuji to attack Shendu, and thoughtfully wrote in one go the edicts for attacking the Qiang People, the Uyghur, and even the Xiongnu.

Around Da Yu's four neighboring states, each in decline, he received a decree ordering Chen Wuji to attack each.

The whole thing is simply unimaginable.

Besides those, there are also several blank imperial edicts stamped with a seal.

Adding these, the blank imperial edicts in Chen Wuji's hand exceed ten.

Although these are all the emperor's own handwritten orders, bypassing the two bureaus, not going through the drafting, review, and co‑signing process, the power they represent is virtually limitless.

Anyway, once these imperial edicts are in Chen Wuji's hands, ministers may have objections and not approve, but they can't do anything about him. They can refuse to acknowledge the edicts before the emperor, but they can't refuse to acknowledge him in his presence.

Even if they shout till their throats are raw, Chen Wuji is now a Marquis Zhenyuan personally appointed by the emperor's own hand.

His attack on Shendu is also reasonable and lawful, wholly carried out in obedience to the decree.

"Your Majesty, is there anything you wish to order?"

Chen Wuji handed the imperial edict to Chen Li, ordering him to keep it safe, then turned and asked seriously.

He has truly changed his view of the emperor and sincerely wants to help the emperor with something.

Nothing else, the emperor has given too much.

These repeated benefits make it impossible for him to accept all this calmly.

"Father wrote a personal letter; isn't it among these imperial edicts?" Yu Yan Chu asked.

"I haven't seen it."

"That shouldn't be; I checked it yesterday, I'll look again……" Yu Yan Chu picked up the small bundle, rummaged through it, and moments later her face visibly paled.

"It's bad, I seem to have lost it…… It's over, Father said this thing is even more important than the imperial edicts; I clearly looked it over yesterday, it was still there!"

At that moment, the timid maid standing behind her quietly tugged Yu Yan Chu's sleeve, "Princess, didn't you hide the letter in your clothing yesterday?"

"Oh right, right, right, in the clothing—ah, I almost scared myself to death!" She jumped up, both hands holding the large garment, and with three strides made two, ran into the big tent.

At that moment Chen Wuji suddenly saw the likeness of Sun Wukong just coming down the mountain.

Too much alike!

Aside from being countless times more handsome than Sun Wukong, his form is virtually identical.

Yu Yan Chu quickly went and returned, her face bearing the relief of having survived a catastrophe, "Thank goodness, thank goodness, I'm still here after all."

She lightly patted her trembling chest and handed over the document wrapped in a cloth bag to Chen Wuji, "Father never told me anything; he only instructed me to make sure I give this to you."

"Fortunately we found it, otherwise you would definitely become a sinner of Da Yu." Chen Wuji deliberately teased with a remark. Although she is a princess raised in the deep palace, her personality is still quite likable.

Yu Yan Chu rolled her eyes, "I just sometimes forget things; I originally knew the item definitely wouldn't be lost. If I check it every day and it's still lost, I'll slit my own throat!"

Chen Wuji smiled, then opened the cloth bag.

I don't know who just got scared white-faced.

Inside the cloth bag lay a fairly thick document.

Okay, His Majesty the Emperor is writing him another paper again.