Chapter Eleven: Peaceful Coexistence
ed proudly!Looking so ordinary yet so confident!At least she remembered that this was the main event of the Yellow River Tournament, and the lineup had already been set. It couldn't be changed.Let me...“My fiefdom will be reclaimed by the imperial court. From now on, the Lao Shan Iron Riders will be under your command. Xue Ruoshi has already led his troops to Mingkong Hantian Mountain. You are more intelligent than me and stronger in battle. With you leading them, they will have a bright future.”
“I’ve already made an agreement with Dugu Xiaojin, at De Sheng Commerce. I’ll transfer 30% of my share to her, and the rest will go to you. She is reliable and hardworking, you can teach her more.”
“Both the grand estates in Linzi and Laoshang will be dismantled. But the mansion bestowed upon me by the emperor earlier is still kept, serving as a saleable asset. Let it remain for Chu Yao's mother and son to live in. Xie Ping can continue as the steward, and all servants shall be retained; their wages have been fully paid. Please look after them well. Once Chu Yao comes of age, he will be responsible for all household expenses."
“Lian Que is quick-tempered and stubborn, you have to press him down if you want something done. The Lian family's skills are there, calm down and nothing can't be solved.”
"Before Sanfenxiang Tower becomes one of the Four Great Halls, you have to help me resolve some official issues. That's a promise I made. With the presence of Hua Ying Palace Master and Miss Liu, the problem shouldn't be too big."
“For the 3,200 men who died in battle with me in the Illusory Realm, you sold all my assets I could sell and used the money to provide for their families. The court's compensation is the court's, and mine is mine.”
"Fang Yuyou was orphaned from a young age and had no family. I have buried his old armor in the Nan Shan General's Tomb. Zheng Shangming said that burial site was reserved for me in case of death in battle, with excellent feng shui... If there is an afterlife, I hope he is born into a good family."
"Give my share of the Taixu Corner Tower in Tianfu City to Lü Zongxiao. Although I declined the Jade Token of the Taixu Messenger, the tower was built by us, so how you operate it is up to you."
"The troupe of dancers and singers in my house were a gift from Princess Yunyun of the Mu country. There's no need to send any more. If they are willing, I will help them find a way to earn a living. If not, I will keep them supported; they don't eat much anyway...Perhaps we could open a dance hall You are very good at business..."
The plaque of the Wuanhou Mansion had been taken down. The palace guards came and went, pasting seals everywhere. The scene of the raid was extraordinarily peaceful, much like a move.
Jiang Wang stood in the middle of the courtyard, slowly thinking to herself if she had missed anything. She mumbled to herself as she pondered. Chong Xuan Sheng leaned back on a chaise lounge, yawning: "Is there anything else You're being so verbose! Manager Han has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Han Ling stood silently in a corner of the courtyard, her hands clasped together. She quietly admired this rather eclectic mansion, trying to glean fragments of Jiang someone's character, to understand better the Linzi nouveau riche of yesterday and the nameless wanderer of today.
"Excuse me, please rise." A palace guard walked up to Chong Xuan Sheng and said politely.
Zhong Xuan glared with wide eyes: "This lounge chair is mine, mine! I bought it!"
“I'm sorry, Marquis,” the palace guard said stiffly. “Everything at the residence of Marquis Wuan must be sealed off.”
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Zhong Xuan was stunned for a moment, but still angrily got up. The Palace Guards immediately stuck a seal on the door.
He glared at Jiang Wang fiercely.
Jiang Wang had already turned his head and addressed the handsome man standing at the ceremonial gate, "Brother Bai, have you considered it My opinion is that you should stay here. The Great Qi Empire welcomes all rivers to flow into it, encompassing the world. Today's emperor is a remarkable ruler, and the Eastern Country is vast, gathering renowned ministers. Your talents far surpass mine; only here can you fully display them."
“I have made up my mind.” Bai Yu-xia crossed her arms and stood facing the people in the courtyard: “I came to Dongyu to serve Jun, not Qi.”
Jiang Wang said earnestly: "I myself am still wandering, and I don't know where my future lies. Following me might be very dangerous." Bai Yu Xia sighed and said with some melancholy: "Where I go is not safe anyway"
> Jiang Wang was speechless for a moment.
"Don't worry about me holding you back, your luck isn't much better than mine." Bai Yu Xia waved her hand. "I'm going to get the car."
S Fourteen, who was always inseparable from Chong Xuan Sheng, remained silent. She rarely spoke, but today she seemed to want to say something several times but stopped herself. She didn't understand worldly affairs; in her past life, there was only Chong Xuan Sheng, and later, there was Jiang Wang, a half-friend, and the family that came about because of Jiang Wang. Today's rambling Jiang Wang...seemed to be giving a last will and testament.
She didn't know how to express herself.
She was sad about this feeling.
Everything in the Hou Mansion was sealed. The carriage was bought temporarily, and the driver was an ordinary one. Jiang Wang's white ox in Nansha and Yan Zhao in Qingyang Town were both left to Chu Yao.
As Bai Yu-xia exited the Hou Residence gate, she raised her hand and released a hint of her aura, summoning the carriage horse over. However, unexpectedly, this horse was quite inferior, lacking any spirit whatsoever. With just a slight provocation, it went berserk, dragging the carriage wildly through the streets without direction.
Bai Yu xia flew and leaped, lightly grasping the reins, pulling it to a standstill. She tightened them, causing it to rear up in the air, its hooves dancing.The street where Wuan Hou's mansion stood was always bustling with activity in Linzi City. It was never short of pedestrians. Even today, with the raid on Wuan Hou's mansion and the Beiyuan suppressing the area, there were still a few people around.
But a luxurious carriage came head-on. Bai Yu Xia though reined in her horse in time, the other party was also stunned.
The coachman was quite skilled, immediately pulling the reins to stop the horses. However, the two steeds pulling the carriage were also magnificent creatures. Startled, they exerted immense power, and because they were pulling in different directions, the entire carriage overturned instantly. A chubby baby flew out!
Bai Yu Xia walked with grace, reaching out to take the baby from its cradle. With a wave of her hand, she stopped the overturning carriage and flipped it back upright.
The whole set of actions is graceful and flowing, with a delicate and elegant posture.
It was at this moment that I saw the haggard-faced coachman, and in the carriage, a pale and dignified beauty.
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Whether it was from being too shocked or because she wasn't feeling well to begin with, her complexion was quite pale.
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At this time, she scrambled out of the luxuriously decorated carriage in a fluster, opening her arms and running this way: "Jing'er, Jing'er!" Bai Yuxia placed the baby in her arms, soothing her emotions: "Rest assured, the child is fine."
After completing what Chongxuan had asked of her, Jiang Wang heard a noise and stepped out of the mansion. She looked at Bao Fu with some surprise and said, "Bao Fu!"
The woman clutching her child nervously at this moment was no other than Miao Yuzhi, the widow of Bao Zhongqing, the heir apparent of Shuo Fangbo Mansion, and the daughter of the governor of Cangshu County.
She turned her head and saw Jiang Wang. Surprise was etched on her face, tears welling up instantly. But she still maintained her composure, bowing slightly and saying, "Lord Hou."
As the saying goes, a woman should be beautiful and filial.
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She was dressed plainly, her face pale and tear-streaked, truly pitiful to behold.
"I'm no longer a marquis, madam, please call me by my name." Jiang Wang waved his hand, walked closer to look at the child, and smelled a faint fragrance from his nose, like that of a golden feather phoenix flower. "Is Xiao Xuanjing alright"
Miao Yuzhi lowered her head to look at the child in her arms, Bao Xuanjing, who was less than a year old. He didn't know what fear was, and seemed to treat the recent danger as a fun game, giggling incessantly. Seeing Jiang Wang now, he opened his lotus-like chubby hands and reached out enthusiastically for a hug.
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"Hou... Brother Jiang," Miao Yuzhi said, "Even after so many days, Jing'er still likes you very much."
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Jiang Wang held the smiling, innocently naive little mirror in her arms and gave it a quick check to make sure it hadn't been harmed. Then she smiled at the little thing and said, "Xuanjing, do you like me very much"
Little Xuanjing giggled, showing two tiny teeth. She stretched out her chubby little hand and grabbed at his Adam's apple, as if she had discovered something precious, scratching it with all her might.
The throat, a vital point, is usually kept hidden from view. However, in the hands of an infant, it becomes harmless, merely an itch to be scratched.
Jiang Wang allowed him to grab at his clothes and smiled, asking Miao YuZhi, "Madam, with the XuanMirror, where are you going"
Miao Yu-zhi said: “He was crying non-stop at home, so I told him to come out for a walk to clear his head, and by the way... to pay respects to his father. Sure enough, as soon as we stepped out, he stopped crying. He's such a spirited child.”
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Jiang Wang looked solemn: "This matter cannot be delayed."
He put the little hand that had been constantly fidgeting, Bao Xuanjing, back into Miao Yuzhi's arms: "The child is still young, madam, you shouldn't let him stay in the cemetery for too long. It's best to leave quickly and return quickly."
Miao Yu Zhi lowered her head and hummed in response, then said, "Today we part ways, who knows when we will meet again. Brother Jiang...may your journey be smooth."
Jiang Wang nodded in thanks: "I hope that when we meet again, Xuanjing will be able to run and jump, and once again witness the mighty spirit of Suo Fang!" The little Xuanjing grinned as if it understood, bouncing vigorously in its mother's arms.
Miao Yuzhi once again bowed, holding the child and went inside.
The coachman was already half-dead with fright, and now he was forcing himself to calm down, driving the carriage carefully away from this street. After two streets, Miao Yuzhi's voice sounded in the carriage: "Left."
The coachman hesitated and said, "Madam, the left is not the way to the General's Tomb."
In the carriage, Miao Yuzhi sat listlessly, clutching a child who had gone silent and withdrawn its smile. Her voice was flat: “The child is frightened. Today...we will not pay our respects.”
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Witnessing the carriage of the Duke of Shuo Fang depart.
Bai Yu's expression turned thoughtful. "When going to pay respects to Bao Zhongqing, would we pass by your house"
“How should I know,” Jiang Wang said impatiently, “You’re the one who's being troublesome, getting in everyone’s way when you leave the house! The future Lord of the Northern Frontier almost fell and hurt himself because of you... Where is the carriage you prepared”
"The carriage wasn't just—" Bai Yu Xia turned her head, only to find that the mule had been so frightened it had collapsed and died. The already poorly made carriage shattered on the ground after he let go of it, falling apart completely.
"Oh. You're really unlucky, what kind of carriage did you find." Bai said slapping his hand, "Forget it, I'll go get another one back."
The reason he insisted on a carriage wasn't that Jiang Wang wanted to show off. It was because he no longer had the right to fly freely within Qi territory. He couldn't just walk out of the country, could he
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"No need to look any further, let's just go like this." Han Ling walked out at this moment.
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Jiang Wangdao: "I have been stripped of my title and position, and it is impossible for me to roam freely within the realm."
"It doesn't matter," Han Ling said with surprising gentleness. "I am acting on the Emperor's orders. I am here to expel you. Take this and fly."
He glanced at Bai Yu's flaw and added, "You too."
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There are countless eyes in the palace, watching the Emperor's every move. Even Han, the Head Manager, didn't have that much time to waste.
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Liang Shu arrived in Linzi in the year 3919 of the Dao Calendar, August. He set up a tailoring business at the east gate.
His craft was actually quite good, but in the fiercely competitive Linzi, he could only barely make a living... He traveled thousands of miles to Linzi, of course, not just to scrape by.
He was on a mission.
His task was very simple, to gather all information about Duke Wu'an of Qi (who was still Qingyangzi at the time). Even because he himself did not possess extraordinary cultivation, his requirements for information were also low. It didn't need to be particularly accurate or secretive, as long as ordinary people in Linzi City who paid attention to Duke Wu'an could get the news first hand.
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And the reward he received was very generous, enough for his wife and son in Zhongshan to live a life of luxury.
Yes, he was a man from Zhongshan. An ordinary person in every sense of the word, with no special talent for cultivation. He was taken in by a mysterious person at an early age and trained as a special individual.
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He still doesn't know who his superiors are, and he has no idea what organization is behind him.
Marquess Wu'an was stripped of his title and position, exiled from the country for his grave disrespect! The news spread throughout Linzi, and naturally, he was among the first to hear it.
Through the channels of delivering supplies, a casual letter was slipped in, adding this matter to the various gossips in Linzi. It was sent out that very day.
He didn't know where the end was, who would receive it, or if there were still his "friends" in Linzi. He didn't need to know.
This letter spread to Xin'an City at an alarming rate, of course with some supernatural intervention along the way.
This was a line personally set up by Duke Ruhui, the prime minister of the State of Zhuang. It cost a fortune and spanned thousands of miles across the world, all for Jiang Wang alone.
In the year 1939, Jiang Wang appeared at the Yellow River Grand Assembly. He pointed his sword at Lin Zhengren, scaring the so-called prodigy of Zhuang Guo from taking to the stage. Afterwards, he won the championship in one fell swoop and became famous throughout the land.
From that moment on, the name became a thorn in Zhuang Gaoxian's heart. What should have been lost to history like falling leaves, the old stories of Fenglin, became an incurable wound, a festering sore he couldn't cleanse!
Even on his way back home, Du Ruhui had already started preparing intelligence against Jiang Wang, all the way until now! These intricate pieces of information have supported their precise actions every time.
The first crime of demonic incursion, the world hunted him down. Yet, danger brought about success.
The second time, it was Zhuang Gaoxian himself who took the risk and went into hiding to the demon realm. He successfully fought and drove it into the Frostwind Valley, almost perfectly completing the plan.
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The reason why we can only say "almost" is because Jiang Wangyu made the impossible possible in
*Impossible Creation*, miraculously escaping back to the real world.
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And so they lived in peace until this day.
Yes, it should have been peaceful.
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Zhuang Gao'en had given up on taking further risks. As a monarch, ruler of four thousand li of land, and heir apparent to the Zhuang kingdom for three generations, he had failed in his ventures despite facing enormous dangers. He was even harassed by the Qi state and targeted by the Three Punishments Palace. If he persisted, the risks were too great, while the gains were meager!
As Jiang Wang, the Marquis Wu'an of Qi, he stood alongside others in the tide of history. As a member of the national system, he was both a beneficiary and an integral part of it.
The Son of Heaven does not kill, the one who kills the monarch will be unforgiven for a hundred generations. Unless the state collapses, the Son of Heaven will not kill the Son of Heaven.
> Da Qi Wuanhou was not allowed to kill the emperor of Zhuang Guo, Zhuang Gao Xian. To execute an innocent emperor is equivalent to challenging the mainstream national system of the present world, denying the concept of the emperor in the human tide, and obstructing the flow of humanity!
The torrent of humanitarianism surges forward, and the national system is an inevitable trend. Anything that stands in the way of this torrent will be mercilessly crushed. Jiang Wang believes so, and Qi State cannot be an exception.
Today, the Marquis of Wu'an of Great Qi dared to kill the Son of Heaven from the State of Zhuang. One day, the State of Jing will be able to hold him accountable in Linzi!
Unless he, Zhuang Gaoqian, committed great evil and crimes or had the chance to be killed justifiably. But he was so wise, praised by officials and commoners alike, his virtue so evident, respected by all people, where could such a chance exist
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Or, what if one day the Qi Empire unified the world and even leveled Jing Country—how could that be possible Therefore, Zhuang Gao's yearning for adventure had already faded.
He is willing to coexist peacefully with a young person who keeps proving their potential, creating miracles, and having more and more powerful people standing behind them, in distant time and space.
He is willing to regard Yao, the peerless prodigy of the Eastern Country, as a wake-up call, like a morning bell at dawn. He sees every remarkable feat by Yao as a reminder, urging himself to be more humble in accepting advice and more diligent in serving the people, leading this country towards greater heights.
But now...
“He can kill you now.” A voice echoed from a large mirror hanging in the hall.
In the vast and empty hall, only Zhuang Gaoen sat alone on the dragon throne.
His face was hidden in the shadows: “Yes, that is fair. I can kill him now too.”
The voice from the mirror said, "He is no longer the Marquis of Qi State and no longer enjoys the protection of Qi. But he is still a human hero who brought news back from the Divine Thunder World. If you kill him, you will damage your national integrity. Once exposed, you will inevitably face three punishments."
...Zhuang Gaoqian sat upright and composedly, lightly closing his eyes, and simply said: "That's why I need to do things cleanly."wn on me, let alone the one who committed a crime and needs to be redeemed.Even Jiang Wang could clearly see that there was a martial warrior with twenty-one levels of spinal opening here, and it was...