Chapter 71: Chang Le

it enveloped in a layer of gray light as the earth shook and trembled.In a Confucian robe, Ge Fei let out a long sigh.For a moment, the whole person seemed to have aged ten years.The Ge family has re...The East Palace was named Changle and served as the residence of the Crown Prince, a grand hall for the heir apparent.

Following the precedent, the Crown Prince also had a group of scholars at his disposal, responsible for handling some state affairs.

It is within the purview of a ruler to share the worries of the country.

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Just like Jiang Wuliang in the past, even directly participating in court affairs and settling down in the world.

The government affairs, military affairs, all matters of state, went through him. Even during the period when Qi and Xia competed for supremacy, his opinion differed from that of the Qi Emperor, and the discussion on war and peace came to a standstill in the court...

Of course, everyone knows the final result.

But the current Crown Prince, Jiang Wu-hua, was born lazy and unlike his predecessors. He avoided doing anything he could, refusing to involve himself in matters outside of the East Palace. When it came to ambiguous situations, he would absolutely avoid taking action. The only things he reluctantly handled were state affairs forcefully arranged by Emperor Qi. Although he managed them perfectly, he ultimately did little of significance due to his lack of involvement.

The entire East Palace, just like him, couldn't handle a few important matters throughout the year. It can be said that since the founding of the State of Qi, he is the prince with the weakest sense of existence.

It's no wonder that his younger siblings rose to prominence one after another, vying for the throne with him. Jiang Wuyou, Jiang Wuye, Jiang Wuki - are they not all outstanding individuals They possess both talent and cunning, each backed by powerful connections.

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As for Prince Jiang Wuhua, he lacked brilliance in talent, ability, and conduct. Even his maternal family was unremarkable. The He family held little influence, and after Jiang Wuliang's demotion, his biological mother, Empress Yin, was confined to the cold palace. Within a year, she died of grief and resentment.

The current emperor may have chosen He, who has little background, as empress to balance the power of the imperial relatives.

The He family was too ordinary. Among the hundred prominent families in Linzi, the He family wasn't even ranked. He Huang's only brother, He Fu, had average talent, and the next generation, He Zhen, was just a playful boy who amused himself with birds and dogs... completely unable to provide any assistance.

Perhaps Jiang Wuhua simply benefited from being older and having seniority. He seized the opportunity after Jiang Wuliang was deposed.

What's the advantage of being "born early" and "old" There's someone even older trapped in Qing Shi Palace!

The water in Linzi City was deep, and everyone pondered their own affairs. Countless undercurrents clashed beneath the surface. Until the stone emerged when the water receded, no one could see the outcome.

At this moment, Jiang WuHua is holding a sharp and bright pair of shears, pruning flower branches in the garden.

His movements were slow and meticulous, paying attention to every detail.

A young, clean-shaven eunuch stood behind him, leaning in slightly and whispering, “The man from Qingyang Town was unsuccessful at Wenyushui Pavilion. It seems he failed to reach an agreement. However, it appears he obtained a good result at Huaying Palace. There hasn't been any movement from Changle Palace, and the Ninth Prince doesn't seem interested in contacting the man from Qingyang Town. The Lei family, on the other hand, has shown considerable interest in him. As you instructed, we must prioritize maintaining our secrecy when gathering information, so for now, we haven't obtained any more detailed intelligence.”

He spoke quickly, but clearly: “The Qing Shi Palace is still silent, not even a sound. In my humble opinion, Your Highness doesn't need to...”

He stopped speaking.

Because Jiang WuHua's large scissors had stopped, and he was looking at him.

“Listen alone, you only watch. There's no need for opinions, no need to tell me what you think, or how you think.”

"Can you understand" he asked.

The eunuch swallowed nervously, "...Yes."

Jiang Wuhu didn't have any imposing or stern expressions. His facial muscles were completely relaxed when he said these words, without any aggression.

But who could ignore his opinion

Hearing the eunuch's answer, Jiang Wuhua nodded in satisfaction and looked carefully at the flower branch in front of him. After a while, he continued to wield his scissors.

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The attendant remained by the side, motionless.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wu Hua's nose suddenly twitched.

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He smiled happily: "My soup is ready!"

Upon placing the large scissors in Nei Guan's hands, Jiang Wu Hua instructed warmly: "Continue trimming. You must shape it to be pleasing to the Crown Princess. Make no mistakes. Put everything else aside; this is the most important matter."

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Then, he turned around with light steps and walked toward the kitchen alone.

It seems that places like Qingshi Palace, Huaying Palace, Yangxin Palace, and Changsheng Palace are all less important than the soup he cooks.

When returning to the country, Jiang Wang rushed his journey, only hastily testing the challenge at the blessed land on the 15th of February and retreating in a flurry.

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From the 40th ranked sacred site, Fudichi Pond Mountain, he retreated to the 41st ranked Mount Ron.

This kind of linear descent, Jiang Wang had long been accustomed to. Battling with the strong was endlessly enjoyable. Under the premise of no danger to life, for someone like him with lofty aspirations, it was an extreme pleasure. Of course, being able to reap victory was even more satisfying.

Basically, he would never miss a battle as long as he had time. The only concern was that one day he might be defeated and fall from grace, making it difficult to have such opportunities again. Fortunately, there are seventy-two blessed lands within the Illusory Realm of Infinity, leaving some room for retreat.

In the Tai Xu Huan Jing monthly blessed land challenge, he had little chance of winning. Unlike in the Jiantai where he sang loudly and progressed rapidly, he finally made it into the top one hundred, ranking ninety-sixth.

It is worth mentioning that Zu Guangshu is currently ranked 64th in the Inner Realm of the Tai Xu Illusionary Realm.

Jiang Wang believed that if he fought at full strength, he was significantly stronger than Zuo Guangshu. Given enough time, it should be no problem for him to advance into the top thirty.

I just don't know how many practitioners at the Inner Mansion Realm were absorbed into the Illusory World. With this level of strength, what standard could it reach in the entire world

Since rankings aren't displayed after the top 100, perhaps only those behind the Taixu Illusory Realm know the answer.

Jiang Wang had a feeling that something was subtly changing within the illusory realm of Taixu, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. It wasn't just an illusion, though.

This is a test.

The existence of the Illusory Realm couldn't be hidden from everyone, but the attitude of major forces remained ambiguous. None of them publicized it, nor did any send hundreds of chariots to protest. People like Zuo Guangshu and Chong Xuan Sheng, with their illustrious backgrounds, were all vague about the Illusory Realm.

Perhaps it won't be long before changes occur.

But Jiang Wang was looking forward to that kind of change happening.

After completing his daily practice, Jiang Wang continued to focus his mind on information about the nearby islands, hoping to find a way to save Zhu Biqiong.

This matter is extremely difficult, and even with the help of Jiang Wuyou and Chong Xuan Sheng, the chances of success are very slim.

A hundred percent effort, seeking one percent gain.

Just as I was deep in thought, a commotion came from the courtyard outside.

This is Chongxuan Sheng's Xiashan Villa, it shouldn't usually be this noisy.

Jiang Wang, filled with curiosity, pushed the door open and heard from afar the voice of Chong Xuan Sheng's uncle, that is, the eldest son of Bo Wang Hou, Chong Xuan Ming Guang.

“These orphans and widows have come to us, our Bo Wang family can't just ignore them. Where is Xiao Sheng Call him out! Can our Bo Wang Manor be made a laughingstock”

If one ignores talent and virtue, Xuan Mingguang is indeed a truly imposing figure.

Though he was very old and his cultivation was far behind, he was still exceptionally dashing. His clothing and accessories were impeccable, every strand of hair carefully styled.

At this time, his voice was also mellow and added a touch of closeness. If one were unfamiliar with him and met him for the first time, it would be hard not to trust him.

When Jiang Wang walked over, he saw a large group of the elderly, weak, women and children crowded in the courtyard. Children were crying, elders wailing, each one looking more miserable than the last. The scene was extremely heartbreaking.

Some cried out with hunger, others wailed that they didn't want to live, and some claimed they were being driven to death.

An uninformed onlooker might think that Chong Xuan had done something terrible, like robbing a grave.

And Chong Xuan Ming Guang stood among these people, calling each one by name "Chong Xuan family will make the decision for you," clearly showing that he was not here to be friendly.

Two guards stood awkwardly on the side, obviously not daring to stop Lord Bo's eldest son.

Jiang Wang listened for a few ears and roughly understood some of it.

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After Wang Yiwu was expelled from Linzi City, Chong Xuan's business was divided into pieces. It was inevitable that some people found themselves caught between two sides and lost their livelihoods.

It's not a big deal. If there's nothing to do, just find something else. A man with hands and feet can always find work in Linzi. He won't starve.

Besides, how many people dare to cause trouble for the Chongxuan family

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This matter doesn't need to be investigated deeply. It's clear that Chong Xuan Ming Guang had ulterior motives, organizing these people's families to pressure Chong Xuan Sheng into submission. He obviously wants to severely damage Chong Xuan Sheng's reputation and undermine his standing.

This trick is incredibly obvious. Yet, he seems to value Xuan Ming Guang's appearance of having things figured out, clearly very pleased with himself and believing he's in control.

When Jiang Wang left the house, he was still worried something might have happened. Seeing Chong Xuan's bright light, he immediately felt relieved. Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, he even felt a little amused.

Is there any difficulty in dealing with this small trouble

Zhong Xuan's mood was clearly similar. He stormed in from another door, his face full of anger. Seeing his uncle, he immediately broke into a wide smile.

“My uncle is a busy man, attending to countless affairs day and night. I wonder how he managed to find time for his visits this morning to my humble Xiashan Villa”

There's a hint of sarcasm in Chongxuan Sheng's words, subtly implying that Chongxuan Mingguang spends his days fawning over Chongxuan Yunbo and neglecting any serious matters.

Zhong Xuanming didn't seem to hear, but instead looked at his fat nephew with a serious expression. He said solemnly, "Ah Sheng, this matter can be big or small, you have to handle it properly. Your uncle doesn't want to get involved, but you young people are too careless! It's not that your uncle is saying this, those businesses were going well, why did you say dismantle and dismantle Even if you dismantle them, you young people fight and scramble, your uncle won't say anything. But how can you leave no way out for others Who will obey you in the future, who will trust the Zhong family"

He's good at speaking eloquently and charming people. He probably learned how to do that from being around people since he was a child.

"Uncle's teachings are well received." Chong Xuan smiled without a hint of annoyance. "I wonder what these people want by gathering here today"

He stood there, like a small mountain: "Go ahead, say it."

The voice was also light.

But as soon as these words were spoken, the entire courtyard fell silent. All the cries, shouts, and clamor ceased at once.

The Master Chongxuan, so imposing!

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