When he said he would take action, he meant he would pull the old Emperor off his throne.
"What's the point of a mutiny in the capital?" Qian Jiyun snorted.
The southern and northern borders were thousands of miles apart. It would be too late to do anything there, so they were, of course, unreliable.
All they could do was support him.
"Have you captured the Xiaoting Guards and the Longhu Guards?" he asked.
"The Xiaoting Guards have always been under His Highness's control. As for the Longhu Guards, General Sima is a fence sitter. His Highness believes that if he succeeds, the Longhu Guards will naturally side with him," the man replied.
In fact, he found this quite risky. He felt that they should try to fight for control over the Longhu Guards. If necessary, they could also use some underhanded means.
Throughout history, those who rose to power always had blood on their hands.
