After finishing with the matter of Wang Zhixin, and before the ministers could depart, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed outside the hall doors.
"Your Majesty, an urgent dispatch from Liaodong!" someone shouted from outside.
The ministers turned their heads in unison toward the source of the voice. There stood two travel-worn young men, one in the standard uniform of the Brocade Guard and the other in the combat gear of the Liaodong frontier forces. They knelt, holding a package above their heads.
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