Chapter Eight: The Emperor Has Not Yet Opened the Door to Th
ossibility of revenge from that person.A man, half-buried in the earth, had neither talent nor time. Killing him wouldn't bring any peace of mind, and keeping him alive wouldn't cause any worry.In all...Today, the emperor has nine daughters and seventeen sons. Apart from the youngest princes and princesses, the others have actively or passively distanced themselves from Linzi.
Even this time, when Jiang Wuqi passed away, he was only remotely worshipped and wasn't summoned back to the capital.
Over a long period of time, the four palace masters, Chang Le, Hua Ying, Yang Xin, and Chang Sheng, have proven their abilities and stood out among the princes.
The emperor is willing to give his excellent children more opportunities, but the resources of Da Qi are not unlimited and cannot be wasted endlessly in the scramble for the throne. Outside Chang Le Palace, three additional palaces - Hua Ying, Yang Xin, and Chang Sheng - were built. This was already the completion of the first round of selection, and the crown prince could only be born from among these four palace masters.
All other princes and princesses had moved away from Linzi, precisely to avoid the possibility of mediocre talents wasting national resources.
Regardless of what feelings people may have.
From a realistic standpoint, Jiang Wuqi is already dead. What should be done with the huge political assets he left behind This is a question that the entire Qi state needs to pay attention to.
The Crown Prince, Jiang Wuhua, the Mistress of Huaying Palace, Jiang Wuyou, and the Mistress of Yangxin Palace, Jiang Wuye, these three in particular could not relax.
Even the seemingly hopeless Fourteenth Prince Jiang Wuyang, when all his other siblings had fled the capital city, would find ways to stay in Linzi. Sometimes he would fall ill, sometimes his cultivation would go awry, sometimes he would take care of his sick mother... He tried every means possible to remain in Linzi, of course, and it wasn't just so he could be there in time to wail over Jiang Wukui's spirit.
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To be honest, Jiang Wuyang wasn't stupid. He saw things clearly.
Among the qualified contenders for the throne, Jiang Wuhu's magnanimity is a tolerance and pity for his incompetent younger brother. It's like an adult's indulgence towards a naive child, not considering him a threat at all. Jiang Wuyou has always disliked this attitude of his, while Jiang Wuxie probably just sees him as a clown.
Only Jiang Wuxi, the eleventh brother, truly looked at him with respect. He cared about his food and clothing, and would stand up for him, beating up Jiang Wang...
Therefore, his sadness at this time was not entirely exaggerated.
But he couldn't help but think - Jiang Wuqi died young, abruptly cutting off the path to longevity, leaving behind an empty Longevity Palace. Would his father's favor shift to him, who was younger
Even if there's a one in ten thousand chance, he has to prepare fully for it.
The Emperor loved Jiang Wuki the most, so he cried the saddest.
He and his father, they are connected by blood, their hearts intertwined. In this moment of grief, they should feel the same pain. From this shared suffering, they should find a deeper connection.
Regardless of whether it's Jiang Wuhua, or Jiang Wuyou and Jiang Wuxie, no one would lack the wisdom to see through this kind of thought, but their expressions are different.
And those imperial officials like Cao Jie and Chen Fu needn't take sides among these princes and princesses. Waiting outside the hall for them to finish arguing before entering was an attitude in itself.
As for Jiang Wang...
He sat properly, but his mind had already sunk into the world of Taoism.
Political maneuvering, psychological tactics, and power plays...
In the world, there are ten thousand arts and techniques. He only seeks his own method.
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This martial art, Dragon and Tiger, is passed down from the ancient Yuyang School with a rich and impressive history.
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The so-called "tiger" refers to the eight winds.
This technique draws upon the Eight Winds, but it isn't about truly summoning the spirits of the Eight Winds. It's more like an imitation application of their power. Just like Wang Changxiang's Breathtaking Dragon Vortex back in the Fenglin City Daoist Academy.
Jiang Wang possessed extraordinary wind magic, strengthened to an extremely high level. Among the Dragon and Tiger, "Tiger" is relatively easier for him to comprehend.
While the "Dragon" in Dragon-Tiger Qigong refers to the spine, at the current level of practice, it can also be understood as the vast expanse connecting heaven and earth.
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After emerging from the Heavenly Sea, Daomai Tenglong disappeared. It roamed the Five Palaces Sea for a long time and has now entered the Star Hiding Sea.
As the first interdimensional portal to open in the Four Seas, it was practically "mothballed" after the Ten Dragons Realm. It's likely that until the Four Seas were fully interconnected, it would be difficult to utilize its full potential again.
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At least outside the realm of Ginger Lookout, there was no use for the Sea of All Heavens.
The fact that the four seas are interconnected is another manifestation of a divine presence...
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So what's really holding Jiang Wang back in terms of the evolution of his Dao arts is the "Dragon" aspect of the Dragon-Tiger Dao Arts. At his current cultivation level within the Outer Courtyard, he finds it difficult to grasp how this Dao Art could be applied to Tongtian Sea, so he can only meticulously ponder it bit by bit.
In comparison, with Zuo Guangshu's "Detailed Explanation of the Burning Flower City" and his previous experience practicing the Flame Flower, as well as his long-standing mastery of the Fire Walking Art, his progress in studying the Burning Flower City was superior to that of the Dragon Tiger.
When immersed in practice, time always seems to pass quickly.
How people behaved before Jiang Wuqiren's death didn't concern Jiang Wang much. After all, reminiscing about such things only concerned one's own heart.
It wasn't until Feng Gu Cang's aged voice rang out that he abruptly withdrew his focus.
"Old slave bows to the emperor!" His voice trembled, as if choked with emotion.
The emperor has arrived!
In the spirit hall, everyone rose to pay their respects. Even Empress Da Qi slightly bowed her head.
Speaking of which, in the past emperors and empresses wherever they went, would have people announce their arrival to show their grandeur.
Today, when I came to Jiang Wuqidi's grave, it was all quiet and silent. Perhaps it was also because they didn't want to disturb the dead.
Jiang Wang quickly understood why Feng Gu was choked with sobs.
The emperor today not only removed his crown but also wore mourning clothes!
He walked into the hall in a white mourning robe, followed closely by Han Ling.
The emperor simply raised his hand, signaling that there was no need for excessive formalities. He took a few steps forward and then stopped in front of the coffin.
At this moment, Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuyou are at the right side of the emperor. Further to the right, standing before a seat as well, is the commander of the Qiu Dian Army, Xiu Yuan.
Further ahead, standing beside the coffin were Jiang Wu Xie, the Crown Princess, and the Empress Dowager of Qi.
Across the coffin, facing the empress were Crown Prince Jiang Wuhua and Fourteenth Prince Jiang Wuyou. One was dressed in mourning, the other's tears had yet to dry. Behind them, standing before a row of seats, were Cao Jie and Chen Fu.
Everyone remained silent, waiting to see what the emperor would say or do.
The emperor sacrifices to his ministers, a father to his son. Only the spirit coffin remains eternally unanswered.
Jiang Wang had already met Emperor Qi many times, but he still felt the same awe-inspiring majesty as the first time.
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The deeper his cultivation, the higher his official position, the more he saw and experienced, the farther his thoughts ranged...the more he was able to grasp the immeasurable power of an emperor.
To turn one's hand brings forth clouds, to cover it brings forth rain. The entire Great Qi Empire rests upon him; with a thought, he can shake the world itself.
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Today, in his mourning clothes, he may simply be a father who has lost his child. But how can one ignore his status as an emperor
Who in this hall, inside and out, could dare not grieve, who could dare not feel pain, who could dare to laugh
Are you all truly heartbroken
Not only the emperor was sorrowful, but the whole world shared his grief.
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He stood at that supreme position, needing to pierce through how much fog to see the hearts of men
The Son of Heaven silently gazed at the coffin for a while, then finally shifted his gaze.
He swept from left to right, scanning the entire hall like a patrol of mountains and rivers. Every person his gaze touched felt uneasy.
"Your Majesty," the Empress stepped forward, taking his arm and whispering, "Come, let us offer incense to Wúqì. He must be waiting for you a long time."
The emperor said nothing, letting the Empress lead him forward.
Under the white mourning robes, a body as imposing as a mountain.
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To speak of it, Jiang Wang had never taken a close look at the Emperor's face until now. At this moment, he only lowered his eyes to see that the Emperor's left hand was placed on Jiang Wuqi's coffin.
This is a skeletal hand, gripping the heaven and earth, and now at the edge of the coffin, it gently tapped a few times before finally passing by the coffin and arriving at the offering table.
The Empress carefully lit three incense sticks over the golden candle flame and then offered them to the Emperor.
The emperor presented these three incense sticks, and then there was another period of silence.
This silence pressed down on everyone like a mountain.
Then, the entire Changsheng Palace gradually fell silent.
As if this world had reached the point of silence.
All sound ceased, even the hushed whispers died away.
Why is the emperor silent
I don't know how long it took.
The emperor turned around, facing away from the offering table and toward Jiang Wukui's coffin. He was also facing everyone in the hall, and those outside as well.
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"Jiang Qingyang," he suddenly spoke.
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Jiang Wang's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately took a step forward: "Your servant is here."
The emperor's voice boomed down: "Today is a funeral, and there is a time for mourning. The guests outside haven't even filled their seats yet, and you have arrived. You came so early, is it to show me something Do you wish to be a favored minister"
This sentence is light, but also heavy.
Like a towering mountain, pressing down!
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The Empress immediately understood.
The emperor is displeased with what happened in the spirit hall today. Even if it was just undercurrents!
This statement is about Jiang Qingyang, but isn't it also a reflection of how the imperial family behaved in front of Jiang Wuqian's spirit
The Empress understood, the Crown Prince understood, Jiang WuXie understood, and Jiang WuYu also understood.
But no matter who the emperor was targeting, for Jiang Wang, who had been named, this was like having a mountain pressing down on him, with the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart. This was the imperial might, concentrated in one person. It was the wrath of the four seas, focused upon a single individual.
He couldn't help but be terrified!
Jiang Wuyou pondered over her words, just about to speak when she suddenly saw a white figure move beside her.
In mourning clothes, Jiang Wang took another step forward. He turned around and, across Jiang Wuqi's coffin, faced the Emperor directly.
“Your Majesty, please retract your words!” he exclaimed.
The emperor's unfathomable gaze fell.
Jiang Wang shouldered an indescribable weight, yet stood straight and unwavering.
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Within this mourning hall, I loudly declared: "My lord, I believe that the feelings of grief and the heart of reverence exist in a single thought, and there is no difference between early and late. The Emperor is wise and martial, never opening the door for unworthy men to advance. Where then would such an advanced official come from My every rank, every salary, was earned through the bloodshed of Qi's grand unification. How could the Emperor dare to belittle me with the words 'advancement' I arrived early today simply because I woke up early. That is all there is to it. Truly, I do not understand why we must calculate the time for mourning the eleventh prince!"
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He bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, your words wound me deeply! I cannot bear this burden, and I will not! Please take them back!"
A profound silence filled the room.
Cao Jie looked at the proud and lofty Tianjiao, opened his mouth, but for a moment didn't know what to say.
Jiang Qingyang was so bold that he dared to confront the emperor and tell him to retract his words!
He actually saw it clearly. The emperor singled out Jiang Qingyang precisely because, if they were to make a show of force today, Jiang Qingyang was the best choice.
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At this moment, in the wake of Changsheng Palace Master's death, any time the emperor calls out a prince or princess by name, it is difficult not to see it as a signal, directly influencing the succession struggle.
While figures like him and Chen Fu, imperial ministers of great standing, were not to be lightly disrespected by the emperor. Especially Xiu Yuan, who had just shaken off suspicion and ended his imprisonment, his old friend from many years, was now facing a gruesome execution in the court.
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If the Son of Heaven were to ask Shang Yuan that question, he would probably just commit suicide on the spot.
When the Emperor asked Jiang Qingyang like this, it was actually a kind of attention to Jiang Wang, with a feeling of closeness in it. As the saying goes, "Simplicity is most valued in the heart of an emperor," and this is just the case.
Of course, Jiang Wang's response to this is also very important.
He could either bare his soul or be trembling in fear, and the Emperor wouldn't treat him any differently. Right now, it was more like everyone was observing this young prodigy.
But Jiang Wang didn't know if he understood or not, and just like that, he head-butted back face to face...
How is the Emperor
Cao Jie had followed the current emperor for many years, understanding him well, yet not fully. He understood the emperor's vast talent, his wisdom and martial prowess. What he didn't understand was that often, he couldn't determine what decision the emperor would make... just like right now.
The emperor is not without the possibility of unleashing his wrath.
Demanding an explanation from the emperor, asking him to take back his words, and in a serious sense, it can even be seen as a challenge to the emperor's authority!
The emperor can be wrong, but how can a subject doubt him
The Son of Heaven remained silent, while Jiang Wang kept his posture of bowing throughout. He stood like a statue of iron. It was obvious that the Son of Heaven did not retract his words; he would not straighten up.
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At this moment, a voice arose that no one had expected.
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"Your Majesty, this old slave has something to say, I implore you to listen!"
The voice came from outside the hall.
He was Feng Gu, the eunuch in charge of Changsheng Palace.
The emperor's gaze, over the coffin and past Jiang Qingyang who bowed before it, fell on the frail figure outside the hall.
"Speak," the emperor said.
Feng Gu knelt on the ground, pleadingly saying: “When Your Highness was alive, he admired Qingyangzi greatly, often saying that his arrival in Qi was a blessing for our great Qi. He even specially invited Qingyangzi to the palace to spar with him... After that battle, Your Highness always mentioned Qingyangzi with praise. Hearing the results of the Star Moon Plain battle and Qingyangzi's heroic appearance, Your Highness couldn't help but sigh with admiration, saying 'This man will surely rise.' Even... even this time, there was a posthumous gift bestowed specifically upon Qingyangzi. This old slave believes that Your Highness's affection for Qingyangzi is sincere, and Qingyangzi also cares deeply for Your Highness. As they say, heroes cherish each other, there are no ulterior motives. I implore Your Majesty to see this clearly.”
Nobody expected Feng Gu to speak at this time.
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These words were a complete support for Jiang Wang, and in essence, a refutation of the emperor's "heartbreaking words."
To put it bluntly, someone like Jiang Wang, a recognized prodigy by the world and a prominent figure among Qi's younger generation, who has repeatedly made achievements and received awards, still has the qualifications to "rely on favor and be arrogant," daring to confront the emperor.
How dare a eunuch like Feng Gu, the chief supervisor of Changsheng Palace, do this
Even Jiang Wang himself hadn't expected Feng Gu to help him like this; their interactions had been few and far between.
And the ever-silent Jiang Wu Xie couldn't help but glance one last time at Jiang Wu Qi lying in the coffin.
This eleventh younger brother, his heart and mind are truly extraordinary.
A eunuch as jaded as Feng Gu, unless Jiang Wuqi had genuinely admired Jiang Wang in life, would he have dared to speak up at this juncture
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It's well known that after returning from Tianshantai, Jiang Wangqi had moved noticeably closer to Huaying Palace.
Even though Jiang Wuxie is friendly to Jiang Wang, he always maintains his distance and doesn't actively promote him. After all, they are now competitors.
Jiang Wuqi is truly...in the midst of the struggle for power, but his eyes are always fixed on the whole world, without regard for palaces and courts.
He had never thought, apart from the emperor's favor caused by his unfortunate fate, that he was inferior to this eleventh brother in any way. But at this moment, he had to admit that in terms of breadth of mind, he was indeed inferior.
If Wúqì had been with me, I would never have sent Jiāng Wàng to Huá Yínggōng.
Looking at Jiang Wuqì, who would never open his eyes again, he thought of how this kid used to love "teaching" him all sorts of things.
Jiang Wuxie let out a soft sigh in his heart.
Perhaps I should really "cultivate my heart."
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