Chapter Seventy-One: Sparrows Under the Eaves of Old Houses
utting off supplies and seizing land, a series of deeds that forced him to remove the title "The Butcher."More than thirty years have passed. Yang Jiande, who once changed his appearance, is now the r...This "Liu Ji Niuzhi Mian Guan" shop is very small, but the business is booming. There are not enough seats inside, so tables and chairs have been set up outside, taking up half the street.
Jiang Wang and Zuo Guangshu were sitting outside eating noodles, each on a small stool. Their bowls of noodles were placed on the benches, and they sat facing each other in this somewhat ungainly way.
In June, the heat was sweltering. Diners fanned themselves vigorously, men unbuttoned their robes, and women rolled up their sleeves to their elbows. Occasionally, bare-chested men would pass by.
Although the two brothers dressed as plainly as possible, they were still too conspicuous, especially Zu Guangshu. He revealed nothing, which was actually quite eye-catching.
Chu Yu saw Jiang Wang and Zuo Guangshu, but he didn't come over to say hello. He just nodded slightly, then turned and left.
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Zuo Guangshu also lowered his head to pick at the tripe, seeming oblivious.
The young master of the Chu state has traveled throughout the kingdoms these past few years, seeking out delicacies in every street and alley. It's not that he's simply driven by his appetite—those who truly succumb to their appetites are like those who dream of Huangliang (a fictional story about a man who dreams of feasting but wakes up to find it was just a dream). There's no reason to go far when there's good food right here.
As the heir to the Marquis of Huai's estate, his responsibilities did not allow him to live a carefree life.
Ever since he obtained the Nine Phoenix Divine Ability from the Sea of Mountains and Seas, he had been plagued by its divine influence. This unprecedented divine ability lacked any precedent to follow, being extremely complex and difficult to grasp. This also led to his slow progress in the realm of Divine Presence—of course, the so-called "slowness" only referred to those at the very top.
Ling Yue in the illusory realm still firmly controls the location of Mount Danxia, the tenth blessed land.
Zuo Xiao suggested that he experience more of the world, while Qu Jin Kui gave more direct advice, telling him to explore the street food and breathe in the atmosphere of human life.
Both peak powerhouses saw the key to this divine ability, teaching him to control divinity with humanity.
Left Guangshu and Qu Shunhua were happily in love, which could also be considered a kind of practice in this way.
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For these top-tier family heirs, walking the streets, going to the market, and experiencing ordinary people's lives is also quite a novel feeling. Of course, they can only experience the happy part of it.
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"Isn't the Huang clan also from the Chu family" Jiang Wang asked in surprise.
After years of traveling all over, Jiang Wang realized a profound truth: the hardest thing for people to overcome is their own stubbornness.
This is not just a superficial description of benefits.
To put it bluntly, as members of the human race, our stance is that of the biggest butt. On the battlefield of racial conflict, how can we not draw our swords for humanity
To put it simply, even prominent figures like Zuo Guangshu and Dou Zhao, from renowned families, undoubtedly possess the virtues and willingness to shoulder responsibilities of nobility. They are far from what Chu Yu described as "mere figureheads." However, for them to truly comprehend the perspective of commoners would be an arduous task.
Can Dou Zhao understand Chu Yu's father who, after retiring from the army, pushes a cart every day to sell noodles
Can you understand the childhood of Zuo Guangsu, who had to pick and sell locust leaves barefoot
They are compassionate and empathetic.
But I can't empathize.
Jiang Wang went from being a commoner to a high-ranking official in the dominant country and then regained his freedom. He has experienced both the life of a commoner and that of a nobleman. From different positions, he sees different landscapes. He found that there doesn't seem to be one consistent truth in the world; what seems right at each stage is different.
Sometimes, "correct" is just a matter of "butt."
"Huang Wei truly doesn't acknowledge relatives, doesn't form connections, and doesn't establish a household. Although the Huang clan is listed among the Chu noble families, there are no other members." Zuo Guangshu stated plainly: "It's the Chu noble family that needs the Huang clan listed amongst them."
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Jiang Wang ate two mouthfuls of noodles without tasting them, and couldn't help but ask again: "So, the performance pavilion..."
Zuo Guangshu pursed his lips and replied, "Yes. Huang Wei's initial creation of the Yǎn Fá Gé was to provide equal opportunities for commoners and noble families—he hoped that everyone would have the chance to cultivate."
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At the very beginning, Jiang Wang's deepest impression of Chu State was the Yanshen Pavilion.
Zuoguangshu once told him that the stage for performing Tao in the illusory realm was inspired by the Fa Pavilion.
He, who often came to the State of Chu, also understood very well what the Yǎn Fǎ Gé (Bureau of Ritual and Ceremonies) meant in Chu. The people of Chu often used whether a family possessed an independent Yǎn Fǎ Gé as a standard for judging the strength of that family.
That is to say, in order to make martial arts accessible to commoners, the Evolving Pavilion ultimately became a monopoly of aristocratic families.
This is a huge irony!
Jiang Wang also finally understood why Chu Yu's actions and deeds almost received no support from powerful figures in Chu State. Because the peerless genius, Huang Wei Zhen, who shone brightly over nine hundred years ago, had already failed.
No matter how hard Chu Yu tries, how can he compare to the past
Did Emperor Gao of the Chu Dynasty, when deciding to leave the issue of the clans for posterity, ever anticipate such an outcome
The inertia of history is so powerful. When it gathers momentum over a long period, even someone as extraordinary as Huang Wei can't change the direction of the tide.
Under the eaves of the noodle shop lived a colony of swallows, accustomed to the noise of people and unafraid of diners. A cluster of small heads hung together on the mud ridge, napping in the lingering heat of the afternoon.
Jiang Wang looked at the swallow's nest, remembering the failed Qiming New Policy not long ago, with some indescribable feelings: "I really want to see what Huang Wei truly experienced back then. Unfortunately, the parts involving him only record things like his founding of the Yanfa Pavilion and killing You Yu Heng, the rest of his experiences are mostly vague, mostly circumstantial evidence."
Zuo Guangshu said: "Actually, when Sima Heng wrote it back then, he had quite detailed descriptions of Huang Wei. But after the Shan Hai Realm kept evolving and Huang Wei showed signs of returning, his final judgment became blurred."
Historical records emphasize the principle of "making a final judgment after death." Since Huang Wei's coffin lid hasn't been securely placed yet, everything about her past needs to be reconsidered. This classic work of historical scholarship isn't set in stone; it's constantly being overturned and revised over long periods. After all, the truth of history often has many facets.
The "xin" in the history of trust doesn't mean it will never be wrong, but that it always serves the truth.
Jiang Wang sighed and said, “The true verdict on Huang Wei has become blurry, and the positioning of the Performing Arts Pavilion has also become unclear.”
Zuo Guangshuo said, "Sometimes I feel this way too - the evolution of the Fa Ge itself is more unpredictable than the spells it deduces."
Jiang Wang couldn't help but say, "Back then, commoners had swallows nesting under their eaves, but now they are kept in cages like sparrows."
"That's not entirely wrong." Zuo Guangshu didn't hide anything because of his status and said seriously, "But the enormous construction cost of the Ethereal Pavilion itself means it can't be owned by commoners. Huang Wei really did build a few Ethereal Pavilions and opened them to everyone, but that was only a drop in the bucket. Moreover, after his death, they were all confiscated by the state."
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The construction cost of the Yǎn Fǎ Gé, indeed, is an issue that cannot be ignored. It itself constitutes a threshold, completing the screening of the hierarchy.
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But this is definitely not the most crucial issue.
Because cost is an issue that can be solved. The real unsolvable problem is that the Chu nobility are unwilling to solve this issue.
The unbreakable barrier between the aristocratic families and commoners of Chu was the root cause.
Now, more than nine hundred years have passed. What Huang Wei truly intended to do back then, the Tai Xu Pavilion is already doing now, for example.
In terms of construction costs, the cost of building the Illusory Realm far exceeds that of the Ethereal Pagoda. However, this cost is shared by all the forces currently dominating the world, with the Tai Xu sect contributing the most. Ultimately, it was through the compromise and weighing of various powers that the establishment of the Tai Xu Pavilion and the comprehensive implementation of its teachings came to be.
As for Jiang Wang's feelings, the implementation process did not encounter too much resistance.
This made him can't help but think today, did everything Huan Wei really did back then truly not shake anything
"Huang Wei's death back then, was it related to the path he chose" In this bustling little shop, Jiang Wang asked again.
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"It's been too long, the truth from back then has been buried. For a very long time, the name Huang Wei Zhen was taboo, but his contributions have always been acknowledged, and his legend has always persisted." Zou Guang Shu said: "Although I don't know the details of how he died, I think someone like Huang Wei Zhen, if he didn't want to die himself, no one should have been able to kill him."
"Perhaps his departure back then was for his return now." Jiang Wang looked at Zuo Guangshu: "Guangshu, how do you view the possible changes that Huang Wei might bring"
This is a response.
Zuo Guangshun had obviously thought about this issue. He said seriously: "As for me personally, I need to uphold the honor of the Zuo family, but I don't believe that the foundation of lasting honor is to monopolize all opportunities. I think people like Chu Yu should have broader possibilities. I am not afraid of competition. If one day I have children, I hope they won't be afraid of competition either. And the way I take care of this hope is to teach them well, rather than preemptively removing their competitors."
He only said “personal,” only said “think” and “hope,” because a large ship is hard to turn, the helmsman’s will sometimes also has to be swept up by the waves. From its founding to now, the Zu family has continuously branched out, becoming such a vast clan. Its roots are intertwined, deeply planted in every corner of this country. Today, Zu Guangshu is Zu Guangshu, he can have his own thoughts. He day Zu Guangshu is the Marquis of Huai, he needs to represent the collective will of the Zu family.
Jiang Wang had already received the answer, he patted Zuo Guangshu's shoulder: "Remember to pay the bill, I'm going to Yue Guo."
Zuo Guangshu didn't ask him what he was going to do in Yue Guo, only looking at him: "If you were me, what would you choose"
“I am not you. I cannot feel what you feel, and all the assumptions you make are too foolish.” Jiang Wang stood up and said, “Don't come to me for advice. But if you just ask me for my personal choice—I would support everything Zuo Guangshu decides to do.”
Zuo Guangshu was deeply moved and was about to say something.
Jiang Wang said again, "No matter when, as long as my Bai Yu Jing Restaurant is open for one day, there will be a place for you to boil water."
"Check, please!" Zuo Guangshu pulled out five copper coins he had exchanged earlier and placed them on the table.
He only paid his own.
The Treasure of the Heavenly Cave, originally the Heaven of the Great Origin and True One, ranks third among the Ten Great Heavenly Caves.
In Chapterhua Terrace, there exists a being known as "Zhu Ge Yi Xian," a vessel where the calculating powers of the Twelve Star Gods converge. For millennia, day and night, tirelessly and without pause, it has handled countless affairs.
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The people of Chu revered ghosts and gods. There were countless mountain and water deities in the lands of Chu. All decrees concerning the appointment, removal, and demotion of these deities originated from the Zhang Huatai.
Therefore, this body is also called "Commander of Divine Spirits and Wizards".
The highest-level channel in the Southern Region, the "Zhang Hua Channel" led by the Chu State, was based on the Zhang Hua Platform.
Therefore, Zhang Hua Tai also bears the responsibility of being the "information hub."
However, "Imperial Decree to the Gods" and "Faith Path," not to mention serving as Chu State's strongest Heavenly Cave Treasure in war, were not all that Zhānghúatái bore responsibility for.
As one can imagine, it takes immense computational power for the supervisor Zhang Huatai to manage everything at the Guanghua Stage, arranging both big and small matters with meticulous order.
Chapter House can also be seen as a closed-off government office. With around 300,000 permanent staff, the number has even exceeded 500,000 in recent years!
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These people are not soldiers and need not practice military formations; they all exist to assist the operation of Zhang Huatai.
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The excessively complex affairs exerted tremendous pressure on Zhuge Yi's calculating abilities. As time passed, old problems continued to accumulate while new ones constantly emerged. This peak powerhouse who had existed since the founding of the Great Chu often felt powerless. Therefore, Zhang Hua Tai continuously recruited personnel to share the workload.
"Matters concerning the state of Yue shouldn't have fallen to me. Originally, it was Duke An Guo's responsibility. After Wu Ling's death, he couldn't remain rational in Yue affairs. So it shifted to Master Zhang Zheng, who was lenient towards Yue. Your Majesty then favored Governor Gu Chi of Fengdu. But Gu Chi was cunning but lacked strategic depth, not a match for Gao Zheng. To uncover the truth, I had to go and see the ruler of Yue myself."
In the heart of Zhang Hua Tai, above the ceaselessly flowing galaxy, Xing Ji in black armor spoke: "I have shared everything I saw, heard, and thought. Your Majesty has your own thoughts, and I will not comment. But are there some crucial pieces of information that have not been shared with me"
In the center of the vast starry river, a voice responded: "The Star God has the duty of a Star God. You can command all the divine spirits because of your position and the Azure Terrace, not because of you. Do not have unwarranted demands."
Speaking was a tree over ten thousand zhang tall—to be precise, a tree with the five human senses. Its bark was like armor, its roots like sieves, and its leaves swayed.
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The beginning of the Twelve Star Gods is called "Xingji". The end of the Twelve Star Gods is called "Ximu".
In legend, the Ancestor Wood is the barrier that intercepts the Milky Way, the final bulwark against its surging flow. The role of the Star Gods is also similar to this. Whether facing inward or outward, they are always the last line of defense.
Upon closer inspection, the rushing torrent wasn't starlight at all, but a complex stream of information tangled into characters.
The great tree stood in the middle of the river. All the information streams flowed through its roots and branches, completing the initial screening.
As the culmination of Starry Witch, He doesn't mince words when addressing the Starry Age.
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Star Trek seemed to have gotten used to it, only saying, "You seem to be a little displeased with me"
Compared to Xingji's lofty standpoint, Ximu's voice carries a sense of weightiness: "Gu Chi is not lacking in strategy, but rather he is naturally cautious and values self-preservation. Your judgment of Gu Chi is narrow-minded, and your understanding of Gaozheng is also inaccurate."
Xingji didn't get angry, he just raised his hand and pointed: "You can question me, but when I was in Yuewang Palace, I borrowed computing power from there."
He pointed to a place, at the end of this river of information, like a starry sky. It was the towering frame of the twelve star gods' combined power, like an insurmountable mountain, forever seated there as "Zhuge Yi Xian."
Their sight couldn't reach that place, but they could all sense it.
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The tree's branches rustled, as if involuntarily sneering. Ximu parted his lips and said: "Computing power cannot represent wisdom, especially the computing materials you obtain may not be true."
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“As for the authenticity of the materials, I can still tell.” Xingji only felt absurd: “Gu Chi dares to deceive me Can Wen Jingxiu hide it from my eyes”
Xi Mu 'heh heh'd twice: "Must I be so blunt You are rather clever, which is why you were able to join. You can judge the authenticity of the abacus figures, so you believe them wholeheartedly. But your abacus figures were prepared by others, and your calculations naturally fall within their grasp."
Starry sneered: "I'd like to hear, your accurate understanding of Gao Zheng."
Ximu used his branches to beat against the torrent of information: "Gao Zheng's pre- and post-death arrangements were not intended to conceal the truth that 'Ge Fei is Huang Wei Zhen's return,' but rather to solidify this supposed truth. They led us to believe that Ge Fei is the key to Huang Wei Zhen's return."
Star Trek seemed to hear a huge joke: "You mean to tell me that Ge Fei isn't the key to Huang Wei's real return Then tell me, what is the key"
“You’re still so stubborn,” Ximu said. “What the key to Phoenix True’s return is, no one knows. Maybe it's Ge Fei, maybe not. But there's one thing that's clear — Gaozheng wants us to think that.”
“That's just your guess.” Xingji’s tone was cold. “You are Zhuge Yizhi, and I am Zhuge Yizhi. Who is right, who is wrong”
Two celestial deities faced each other across the star river, unable to sway one another.
And the torrent of complex information continued its relentless journey toward its destination—the shell named "Zhu Ge Yi Xian." A vast cavity resided in its abdominal region, where the starry river poured in. From this shell's rear spine, it branched out into thirty-three spinal points, acting as thirty-three gates. The river of information surged forth from here, cascading into the boundless void, reaching wherever it was meant to go.
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It's difficult to say whether he was a person or a creation, but over a long period of time, he did exist as "Zhu Ge Yi Xian".
Waves upon waves, a flood of information surges and flows.
In the depths of the galaxy, tiny lights shimmer and rise.
Since the founding of the State of Chu, a total of 3,759 years have passed. At every major historical turning point, this "Milky Way" in the core area of Zhang Huatai has left its mark.
At this moment, a distant echo resonates, traversing the barriers of time and space, completing a long, sigh-like response.
At this moment, the colossal being known as "Zhuge Yixian" opened its eyes, like two nebulae, shining in the boundless universe.
“Ugh——”
He suddenly opened his mouth and vomited violently.
When he lent his computing power to Xingji last time, allowing it to act as Zhuge Yi's successor, he held back. This time, releasing too much, he finally lost control.
His whole body was hunched, his face creased with pain as he opened his mouth wide and vomited countless bizarre fragments. They poured down like a waterfall, cascading into the Milky Way. Each fragment constantly shifted its shape, resembling a kaleidoscope of life's fleeting moments.
Both Xingji and Ximu were silent.
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What he vomited is called "Shou Shu".
May the True Monarch live for ten thousand years, though ten thousand years are actually not long.
This skeletal form, alone atop the reaches of the star river, finally ceased its retching and spoke: "Perhaps you are all correct. But your focus has been diverted, overlooking the truly vital information. Because it is so easily obtained, even commoners can know it, so you disregard it"
When he vomited, he was in great pain, but when he spoke, he was very quiet. It was like a summer night's starry river, flowing serenely.
Starry and Xie Mu simultaneously turned their heads to see two noble characters rising in the endless starry river, each representing a series of information. One character was named "Ge", and the other "Bai".
Deep within the vast starry river, a distant voice echoed from the depths of time, resonating with the solitary shell at the edge of the cosmos, and thus spoke:
"Chu has dominated the southern regions for a long time! Yue submits to Chu. The misfortune of Chu is also the misfortune of Yue."
“Gong Zhiliang tried every means to invite Bai Yuxia back to the country and induce him to swallow Ge's (a substance), but Bai Yuxia didn't do that, so the transformation didn't happen. But have you ever thought about what Gong Zhiliang was trying to achieve by doing this”
Have you noticed something Out of the two families in Yue that could be considered prominent, the Ge family is nothing more than a name, and the Bai family only has its name left.
Have you seen what Vietnam is like now
Everyone is discussing Huang Wei's true return, weighing the pros and cons of this matter. Some are resolving grudges, others are mending broken bonds, but no one truly considers Huang Wei's path—Gao Zheng does.
"Do you still remember Huang Wei's ideal when she was young"
“Is there a possibility—that Gao Zheng left Ge Fei at Yinxiang Peak, teaching the Shan Hai monster to be human, just to keep Huang Wei's gaze focused on Yetu, allowing Huang Wei to see every detail of Yue Guo. He didn't bind Huang Wei, he knew he couldn't do that. He simply gave Huang Wei a choice, and gave Yue Guo a chance.”
He left Huang Wei a plot of land, a place of freedom and ideals. Let Huang Wei choose her own path.
"All else, including igniting the conflict between Huang Wei Zhen and Chu Shi Jia, and fanning the flames of Huang Wei Zhen's past grievances, were merely adding layers to her choices, trivial details on this path. Gao Zheng left behind a blank canvas, and Huang Wei Zhen's path lies within!"
"Gao Zheng has never wanted to play chess with us. He wants to keep the chessboard for Huang Wei Zhen."
Xingji and Ximu have different guesses about Gaozheng's layout.
And at this moment, the real Zhuge Yi, who had been sleeping deep in the star river for a long time, gave a third possibility —
Build a nest and await the swallow's return, wait for the phoenix under the wisteria tree.
Jiang Wang of Langya City had been there many times before. His manager took a vacation to visit relatives and ended up staying home in his hometown.
He had no choice but to look around cautiously once more.
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"Who would take such a long vacation Months at a time! There are only a few months in a year!" Jiang Dongjia questioned him with an accusatory tone.
"Otherwise, fire me." Bai Zhanggui said.
“If you don’t go back, who will run the inn and keep the accounts” Jiang Dongjia fiercely criticized Bai Shangguan's sense of responsibility.
"Otherwise, just fire me." said Bai Zhanggui.
"The wine shop simply can't function without you. Chu Yao misses you terribly and thinks about you every day." Jiang Dong began playing the emotional card.
The shopkeeper, Bai, gracefully scraped the foam from his cup with the lid, his tone calm and composed. "Matters like settling accounts even Jadechan can handle, let her take over for a while. As for Chu Yao, when you leave later, bring him a set of essay questions."
"How long is a period of time" Jiang Dongjia asked.
Báijì Xī wàngzhě chuāngkòu jìcù de yǔzhū: "Děng fēngyǔ píngxì ba."
There are many winds and rains.
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Recently, heavy rain and thunderstorms have been incessant.
It is unclear who spread the word, but it was said that Qiantang River was weeping for Gao Zheng.
Jiang Wang put down his teacup and looked at Bai Yu Xia: "I know you're not very reassured about your mother-in-law. I can personally take her to Bai Yu Jing Restaurant. I don't think anyone would stop me."
After some thought, he added: "You can also send your relatives who you can't bear to part with to settle in Xingyueyuan."
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"Perhaps it's best to forget it." Bai Yuxia finally smiled. "I know my people well; not many of them can stand hardship—it's fine for me to eat plain gruel with you, but they would be too innocent!"
"What, eating chaff and gruel!" Jiang Wang fumed. "Didn't I give you your wages Can't you eat the leftovers from the restaurant that guests didn't touch"
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“Alright, alright,” Bai Yuxia gestured with her tea as she saw the guest off. “You’re busy all day long, don’t worry about things you can’t control. Go quickly to your alien cave dwelling. I have some things to attend to here!”
“I’m serious, you know. For the next few months, maybe even years, Yueguo won’t be peaceful.” Jiang Wang wouldn't let him leave just like that and generously promised, “You can move your whole family to Xingyueyuan, I’ll take care of everything.”
Bai Yu Xia felt touched, but she still shook her head with a smile and said: "Before the master said these words, did you calculate how many people there are in the Bai family Do you think I left my mother behind, carrying just a bag You said that some close relatives could be brought along, but who would those be How many fathers, husbands, wives, and children are there inside The father must bring his children, the husband must bring his wife, and the wife must also bring her parents. The teacher must bring his students, and friends must bring their friends... In the end, it will be a whole clan migration. Even with your old Jiang Ge's face, Wen Jingxiu wouldn't just watch as so many people leave, would he"
Jiang Wang was caught off guard by the question. He hadn't really thought about it that much; he just wanted to protect Bai Yu Xia and her family.
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Bai Yu Xia said again: "Even if the emperor of Yueguo fears you and allows you to bring so many people away, have you thought about your own problems"
"What's the problem" Jiang Wang frowned. "If it's about money, I can ask Qing Yu to lend me some."
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Yu Bai's tone was one of exasperation, as if she were scolding iron for not becoming steel. Perhaps it was because she had been bottling up her feelings for too long: “Why can you stay aloof today at Taixu Pavilion It's because you don't have a department, you don't cultivate power, and you try to embody public welfare in your affairs. But now that so many people are relying on you, the situation is different. You nurture them, and they will become your branches and vines, whether you like it or not, you will be bound by them in the future. Do you think those noble families and clans came about easily Even to Qi, you bring me as a guest, and you need to arrange an escape route for Dugu Xiao. Now with so many people, can you possibly keep track of all of them”
Jiang Wang was getting restless.
"My mother's surname is Wen, the same as Wen Jingxiu. Can she possibly leave Yue Country The Bai family has been rooted in Langya City for so many years, my father, my grandfather, my great-grandfather, and my great-great-grandfather... they are all buried here. Eastern House, is moving home really that easy"
"What are you going to do then" Jiang Wang asked.
"I know the situation in Yue Guo better than you do." Bai Yu's face finally revealed a smile befitting a young master: "Master, you can trust my ability to handle things, and also slightly give in to my wisdom."
“But—” Jiang Wang’s voice was a little heavy: “If Chu really wants to attack Yue, no one will be able to save anyone in the face of war. I can’t either.”
"Rest assured... rest assured." Bai Yexia ended with an extremely soft tone: "If there ever comes that moment, I will definitely bring my elderly mother and, once we find the banner of Duke Huai, surrender immediately. Nothing will happen to me."
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Although Bai Yu was always considered a follower of Jiang Wang, Jiang Wang never interfered with his free will.
I've urged him to return to Xingyueyuan many times already. Ever since I learned about the outcome of the battle between Ge Fei and Zhongli Yan, I've been trying. But Bai Yexia is principled. Since he left home with Xiangqian, he hasn't been the same obedient person anymore.
As Bai Yu-xia might have said, moving is not a simple matter. The Bai clan was deeply rooted in Yue. To forcibly tear them away from their soil would inevitably be bloody and painful.
Jiang Wang couldn't force him to leave.
The rain had not yet stopped. The owner of Baiyu Jingjiu Restaurant said that he was returning to Xingyueyuan, but through the curtain of rain, he saw the mountain shadow.
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Having bid farewell to Bai Yu Xia and left Lang Ya City, he once again arrived at Yin Xiang Feng.
Boots trampled across the puddles, the ripples still dancing, when Master Jiang Ge, his jade crown holding back his hair, appeared before the nameless academy.
The courtyard gate seemed to be pushed open by the wind and rain. Ge Fei, dressed in a neat scholar's robe, stood under the eaves of the main hall, gazing at the sky with a hint of melancholy.
"Ah—long time no see!" He retracted his gaze and looked at Jiang Wang.
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This time there was no babbling, no dodging. The whole person seemed polite and well-mannered.
Perhaps after achieving true strength, he was given a surge of confidence.
Jiang Wang stood at the door, watching him: "Are you Zhu Jiu Yin Or Chaos"
“A name is just a designation.” Ge Fei brushed his clothes. “This is just a shell—what I’m called, what I look like, doesn’t matter. What do you think”
"Let me tell you what's important—"
Jiang Wang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. Just as he had told Gao Zheng before, he couldn't understand this game, so he chose not to watch it. He simply raised his index finger and drew an empty arc in the air, as if drawing an invisible line. "No matter who you are, no matter what your plan is, or what your ultimate goal is. Bai Yu Xia is my friend, I won't allow you to hurt him, understand"
"What are the consequences" Ge Fei folded his arms and said nonchalantly, "I mean, what if I accidentally disobey your request."
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"You'd best not be so careless," Jiang Wang said slowly. "Because living isn't an easy thing."
A dangerous glint flickered in Ge Fei's eyes: "You threaten me"
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But Jiang Wang outside the door remained calm: "I'm just letting you know the result in advance. So you won't make a fool of yourself."
Gèfēi fell silent for a long time, but in the end, he still didn't ask that question—'Do you think you can kill me'
He asked, “What if it were Bai Yu Xias killing me”
"You have two choices," Jiang Wang said.
This is a test.
Ge Fei politely said, "I'd like to hear more about it."
Jiang Wangdao: "First, fight bravely. Second, turn and run."
"Ger Fei'hehe' laughed: 'It seems you don't intend to give me a choice.'"
“He can kill you, but you can’t kill him.” Jiang Wang said this with such peacefulness, without any more body language, but his eyes were fixed on Ge Fei.
That was a piercing gaze, cutting through the rain curtain like a sharpened blade, severing the power of mountains and seas, stinging Ge Fei's eyeballs as if asking - 'Did you understand'
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A sudden downpour beat upon the tiles.
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In the deep mountains of late summer, every drop of rain is heavy.
"I understand." Ge Fei finally said.
Then the gaze vanished, and the figure in green outside the gate was gone.
With a sudden ‘bang’, the free mountain wind slammed the courtyard gate shut.
Gev Fei cast one last glance at the sky, preparing to head back inside, but his steps faltered. He stared intently at the center of the courtyard, where a deep fissure was slowly appearing on the rain-soaked ground.
> A bottomless abyss, hence called "淵".
This chapter is 8,000 words long, with 4,000 words contributed by Da Meng Half-Drunk Yuzu and Da Meng Green Robe Ancestor 111.
>ate!So far, Jiang Wang has met three of these children.One is a shadow from the past, one is his reincarnation, the bitter and revengeful Yun You Weng, and the other is the clueless child before him.L...