The Legend of the War Emperor

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Synopsis: In the Tianhu Dynasty, an unremarkable prince with no ambition, through a series of fortuitous events,

embarks on the path to domination, unifying the continent, surrounded by beautiful women, traveling the world, growing stronger, and ultimately becoming an emperor…

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In the imperial palace of the Tianhu Empire, in a courtyard marked Qingfu Palace, which appears neither luxurious nor

particularly secluded,

a seven or eight-year-old child, dressed in magnificent brocade robes, lies there, his hands and face covered in mud,

watching ants and playing with them on the ground, occasionally letting out a silly grin.

"My son, why have you gotten yourself so dirty again? Come here quickly, let your mother clean you up."

Looking at her handsome son, her eyes were filled with tenderness.

"My son, look at you! How many times have I told you not to lie on the ground? You are, after all, a

prince." She couldn't help but feel sad when she spoke of the prince.

This woman was a concubine bestowed upon her by the current emperor of the Tianhu Empire, Wang Heyi. Originally a palace maid,

she caught the emperor's eye, and after a night of passion, she conceived a son.

Because of the prince, she was granted the title of concubine, Li Cairen, and given the Qingfu Palace. Since palace maids

were of such , and the emperor had so many women and sons, after bestowing the Qingfu Palace, he only assigned

two maids to serve her. After that, probably very few people in the entire palace knew about her and her son.

Li Cairen didn't know how to form cliques, nor did she try to curry favor with the chief eunuch or the favored concubines.

Fortunately, Li Cairen... The man, born into a poor family, felt content having a son who provided for him and was well-fed and clothed

.

The mud and grime on the little boy's face were wiped away; he was young, only considered handsome—

of course, he was only eight, with a somewhat simple-minded look. Since all the princes were of the "Ping" generation,

the Imperial Clan Court simply gave him the character "Fan," which combined to mean "ordinary." After all, he was a

son born to a palace maid, and somewhat simple-minded, so the name was naturally unremarkable; he wouldn't attract attention

or ranks. "Pingfan" perfectly captured how ordinary he was in the eyes of others.

But how… He was, after all, the twenty-eighth son, a prince of noble birth.

Pingfan was actually quite extraordinary; from a young age, he

possessed superhuman strength, able to topple a tree a centimeter thick at the age of five. Consort Li feared that Pingfan's extraordinary strength would cause trouble, that powerful princes would exploit

her only son, her only hope. Therefore, she taught Pingfan to be patient, and

even when patience was exhausted, to endure it all. Pingfan, at eight years old, wasn't particularly bright and didn't fully understand, but he knew that if people talked about

him , if they scolded or beat him, he couldn't fight back; he could only hide and endure.

Pingfan understood this.

The two palace maids treated Pingfan very well, like... His mother had been so good to him. Since there were only

four of them in the entire Qingfu Palace, and Consort Li knew she had no chance of being favored by the emperor again, she was quite open-minded.

The two palace maids were very kind to Pingfan, so they intentionally wanted him to recognize them as his godmothers.

At first, they couldn't believe that the current prince would recognize two of their servants as godmothers. Although this was

a secluded corner of the palace, and he was an unknown prince, a prince was still a prince, and they were all of royal

blood. How could they keep refusing? However, they accepted this gesture.

Seeing their reaction, Consort Li didn't pressure them, and the four of them lived like a family in the quiet Qingfu

Palace .

In the court.

"What? Defeated again? You useless trash!" "Sitting on the dragon throne, dressed in a yellow robe, the emperor,

in his forties or fifties, was furious upon hearing of the previous defeat and disappearance.

It turned out that the Tianhu Empire, Yuntian Empire, and Feng'ao Empire were the three strongest empires on the entire continent.

The Tianhu Empire, situated on a plain, possessed fertile land, excellent transportation links, and extremely high productivity. Its national strength and territory

were the strongest and largest among the three. Its only weakness was a lack of capable generals and low combat effectiveness among its soldiers.

Yuntian Empire, located in the south where rivers converged, was a land of plenty, second only to the Tianhu Empire in national strength." Furthermore, while possessing a

powerful navy, it was only capable of self-preservation and disliked expansion and aggression, having been destroyed by Tianhu and Feng'ao

. Moreover, it lacked the power to invade.

The Feng'ao Empire, however, was different. Located in the mountainous northeast, the environment there was harsh, mostly

forested. But due to this environment, the people of Feng'ao were fierce and possessed a strong infantry army. They also had

their own effective methods for sieges. Meanwhile, the Tianhu Dynasty had long ago built a long wall

to protect the Feng'ao Empire. The attack only had a buffering effect and couldn't stop the infantry at all. However, the

Great Wall wasn't useless; it blocked the Eastern Turkic tribes, which had a strong cavalry force.

Therefore, the Tianhu Empire's diplomatic approach towards the Feng'ao Empire was to fight if they could win, and if they couldn't, they would arrange marriages

or send their princes as hostages. This behavior could be described as humiliating and a loss of sovereignty, and the success

rate was not 100%. Because the Feng'ao Empire was located in a mountainous area, its economic level was nowhere

near that of the plains and water towns of the Tianhu Empire and the Yuntian Empire. Therefore, every generation of their monarchs liked to expand outwards. Every time they

launched a war, the first target was the Tianhu Empire. The Tianhu Empire was vast and rich, and its national strength was strong. Sometimes

they were willing to pay reparations and withdraw from the war.

That's why the emperor was angry. He had been bullied by the Feng'ao Empire for generations. Even a Buddha would get

angry. He said, "This time, no matter what, I will not let my princesses and princes go to marriage alliances or be sent as hostages again.

I will not give them any money either." The emperor seemed to be furious.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't! Then they'll breach the Great Wall and march straight towards our capital!" a minister

hurriedly advised.

"Your Majesty, you're right! I'm willing to risk my life to drive those bastards of the Feng'ao Empire back to their homeland!"

a bearded general declared.

"Father, your son is also willing to follow General Shi to repel the enemy!" a dashing young man, not yet thirty, with a small

mustache, stepped forward and knelt, pleading. This man was the current Crown Prince, Wang Pingzhi.

Seeing that even the Crown Prince was requesting war, some who wanted to fight but dared not did so, all knelt down. The

entire knelt, some of those requesting war perhaps following the tide, but many princes who were allowed to attend court meetings...

Although not all of them were truly eager to fight, some princes thought they couldn't afford to lose to the

Crown Prince. Their father was still in his prime, and the throne was still uncertain.

The Emperor, seeing his Crown Prince, the other princes, and his ministers all clamoring for war, but not being a foolish

general unaware of his country's military strength, helplessly said, "Enough, enough."

"My sons, my ministers, rise! With my current military strength, we are no match for the Feng Ao Kingdom's

infantry . Bear the humiliation for now. Quickly find people to train the army. If we are defeated again

, you, you, you, and you—all of you will be coming to see me!" One of them, recalling this infuriating situation,

angrily pointed and cursed.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the ministers replied in unison, momentarily startled and flustered. "

Where is Lord He of the Imperial Clan Court?" the Emperor called out.

"Your Majesty, this humble servant is here?" A thin, scrawny man in his thirties or forties, dressed in a blue official robe,

stepped forward .

"Look at the princesses and princes who have reached the age of fourteen. You can decide which one is suitable yourself." The

emperor knew that the princes and princesses he was sending away might be ones he had never even met, but they were still his own

flesh and blood; how could he not be heartbroken?

"Yes, Your Majesty." The official from the Imperial Clan Court left.

Would Pingfan suffer the same fate after turning fourteen?

Although Pingfan was an insignificant prince, he was still a prince, entitled to the right to study and practice martial arts, and could

attend the Imperial Academy.

Pingfan began studying at the Imperial Academy at the age of eight. Perhaps due to his naturally slow wit, he couldn't write poetry or paint, but fortunately,

he learned to write. Regarding martial arts, Pingfan had a particular fondness for heavy and long weapons. Because of his extraordinary strength,

his mother forbade him to display it publicly. Therefore, when sparring with others, Pingfan never fought back, only being beaten

. Everyone thought he was too stupid, incapable of learning, and a coward. Otherwise, after

returning to Qingfu Palace, with his strength, his powerful and unrestrained moves in spear, staff, halberd, and double hammer techniques, even

at such a young age, were quite formidable. However, ordinary weapons broke after only a few uses;

Pingfan's strength was simply too great.

Some of his brothers, sisters, and sons of officials treated him like he was invisible, while others, seeing his foolishness, often bullied him. Because

Pingfan knew he had to endure it—for his mother, for himself—he didn't fight back when he

was bullied those who bullied him more.

Even his younger relatives, his much older brothers who were already married and

had children of similar age, bullied him. Their father knew but said nothing; after all,

Pingfan was an insignificant prince, and he had never even met his father—the Emperor. Pingfan

should call him Father Emperor.

"Little Imperial Uncle, who should ride you today?" Several eleven or twelve-year-old boys, dressed in very fine

brocade robes, asked Pingfan with a smile. They were all imperial grandsons, and Pingfan was already

fourteen years old. Compared to other children his age, he was quite tall and strong.

Pingfan took the younger generation's bullying in stride, even amused himself, treating it as playing with them. He chuckled and

said, "Today, whoever wants to ride can ride."

"Big brother, let me go," a chubby boy said to the imperial grandson who had spoken earlier.

"Alright, you go ahead," the one called "big brother" replied with a smile.

"Little imperial uncle, get off," the chubby boy, who looked about eleven or twelve years old, laughed.

Pingfan just smiled sheepishly and got off.

The chubby boy sat on Pingfan's back, holding a riding crop, and whipped Pingfan's buttocks hard,

yelling, "Get off! Run!"

The whip was incredibly painful, but enduring the pain, he struggled to his feet. Gradually,

bloody welts appeared on Pingfan's buttocks and waist, and his once-perfect clothes were torn.

"You brats, bullying your little uncle again!" A beautiful, elegantly dressed

young girl walked over and pulled the chubby boy off Pingfan's back by the ear.

The other boys who were about to ride Pingfan scattered in fright.

"Fifth Princess, I won't do it again! Please let me go!" the chubby grandson cried out in pain.

This was the second daughter of the Crown Prince and the Third Prince, sixteen years old this year. As the fifth granddaughter among all the imperial granddaughters,

and because she was the Crown Prince's daughter, she was very serious and diligent at a young age. The Emperor favored this granddaughter,

and all the imperial grandsons were somewhat afraid of their overly serious and outspoken fifth sister.

"Alright, now get out of here," the fifth granddaughter said seriously.

"Yes, Fifth Princess!" She vanished in an instant.

Pingfan, seeing this niece, was also afraid of her and wanted to slip away when she wasn't looking.

"Little Imperial Uncle, stop right there!" the fifth imperial granddaughter called out from behind Pingfan. Pingfan stopped abruptly.

This imperial granddaughter, at sixteen, was titled Princess Lanyan (not all princesses had titles, and

it was even rarer among grandchildren. This showed how much her imperial grandfather doted on her).

"Little Imperial Uncle, how many times have I told you? A person should have ambition and not be bullied by others. Besides, you

are the son of the imperial grandfather, a prince. How can you... I really have nothing to say." Pingfan was afraid of

this niece's lecture, but he understood her meaning. However, Pingfan only wanted to live an ordinary life,

accompany his mother, marry a random wife, have his own son and daughter, and wait for decades to pass, grow old,

enjoy his grandchildren, and die peacefully. His mother had said that the palace was not

a place for a less intelligent son like him to achieve anything. He couldn't compete with his brothers. It was better to live an ordinary life. In other words, to bide his time and live

an ordinary life.

Therefore, Pingfan was terrified of seeing this imperial niece. It was because young people often have a sense of pride, and constantly hearing

her urge him to be ambitious, to be a member of the royal family, made him feel arrogant and unable to endure the humiliation any longer. She wanted

everyone to notice him and see him as a threat.

But with Pingfan's background—a child born to a concubine—he simply couldn't

compete with the children of imperial concubines and noble ladies. His mother feared that Pingfan would be drawn into the power struggles between these factions, so she made him endure,

wanting him to appear useless and uninterested in joining their ranks.

"Understood," Pingfan replied憨憨地, without hesitation.

"Little Uncle, how can you, as an elder, let yourself be bullied by a few juniors? If those little brats

bully you again, tell me, and I'll get justice for you," Princess Lanyan said with a smile. She

showed little , speaking in

a tone that revealed no respect for a senior, clearly treating him like a junior. She also looked down on her cowardly little uncle; when they hit him, he didn't even fight back, doing

whatever they told him to do—in short, he was worse than a dog.

Pingfan nodded, and Princess Lanyan walked away. Pingfan also went home, to Qingfu Palace.

Along the way, he encountered eunuchs and palace maids who didn't greet him or bow. It seemed they knew he was a prince,

but an insignificant, somewhat simple-minded one. Therefore, in Qingfu Palace, some palace maids and eunuchs ignored him. Since no one had ever fawned over him,

Pingfan felt nothing of the sort, and thus felt no humiliation

. As the saying goes, if you haven't gained something, how can you lose it?

"Mother, I'm back!" Pingfan rushed into the room, shouting.

He saw Consort Li emerge. Six years had passed, and she had aged considerably. She was only twenty-five

or twenty-six this year, but looked more like she was in her early thirties.

"Were you bullied by those princes again today? Are you alright?" Consort Li asked anxiously.

"I'm fine. They've made my bottom even stronger with each beating, and today, my niece, Princess Lanyan,

saved me again. It just makes me stronger," Pingfan said naively.

"You say you're alright? Your clothes are torn at the waist and on your bottom!" his mother said anxiously. "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore." Pingfan felt a warmth

in his heart seeing his mother's concern and care , and smiled. 　　"Alright, come in quickly, let me apply some medicine to your wound." His mother looked at her son, who had grown tall and strong, and felt a sense of relief; her son was her only support. 　　"Princess Lanyan, you are such a good person, but we, mother and son, are trapped in this deep palace. I'm sorry , I can't gain the Emperor's favor, so we can only swallow our anger and try to get through this life peacefully. 　　" "By the way, Fan'er, in a little over a month, it will be the annual Heavenly Sacrifice. You will be fourteen years old, and the imperial seal of the Heavenly Tiger Royal Family will be branded on your body." Consort Li smiled. 　　"Why? All the royal relatives who are fourteen years old have something branded on their bodies at the Heavenly Sacrifice?" Pingfan asked, puzzled. 　　"Well, it's a royal custom. You're fourteen this year, and you will participate. You might even have the honor of seeing your father, the current Emperor." "Consort Li thought for a moment and said. (One possibility is that he might die before .) 　　"Really, can I really see my father? From childhood to adulthood, I have never had the chance to see my father." Pingfan said happily upon hearing this. 　　"But what if you see him? I don't even know if the Emperor knows you have a son." Consort Li was somewhat resentful that her son couldn't have the same preferential treatment as other sons. Then she thought that there were many princes and grandsons like her son , with mothers who were out of favor, but most of them didn't want to sit and wait for their fate like she did. They either attached themselves to those powerful princes or found an opportunity to gain the Emperor's favor, whether they were princes or their mothers. Pingfan smiled and said, "Mother, it doesn't matter, as long as I can see my father , that's enough." Pingfan was still a very optimistic boy.

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