Capítulo 1092: Chapter 579: I Want to Rebel—What Do You Think?
“Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has been diligent and conscientious, never daring to neglect state affairs for a single day. This auspicious sign of Purple Qi Cos from the East in Qingzhou must have co because of His Majesty. This old minister congratulates His Majesty!”
Looking at Jingtai’s expression, Cao Zhengxian knew what he was thinking, so he naturally had to open his mouth to agree.
Jingtai’s face was calm, but there was a slight and unshakable joy between his eyebrows. Clearly, he thought so too, although there was still quite a bit of turmoil in the court at present.
But the northern border troubles had been temporarily resolved, leaving only the southern demon clan and the Demon Dao of Blood State, and he had long been plotting for this.
Moreover, the plot was aid at the south. Now that Purple Qi had descended into the world, of course, he would consider it as heaven’s congratulation to him.
Even though he hadn’t helped much with the northern affairs and even deliberately held back, he did drive the Barbarians back, which could count as his accomplishnt, seemingly not unjustly.
“I still have many things yet to do. Purple Qi erges in Qingzhou; next ti, it will spread throughout the Capital!” Jingtai smiled faintly, feeling extrely refreshed in his heart.
The fatigue from days of cultivation was also significantly alleviated.
“What His Majesty says is true.”
“I see this Purple Qi appearing in Ping’an County… I seem to recall that the Marquis of Wu An ca from there, right?”
As Chen Yuan’s fa grew, naturally, people wanted to explore his past and ca to know that he ca from a small county in Qingzhou.
He was regarded as one of the representatives of the commonfolk and humble origins.
“Your Majesty rembers correctly. The Marquis of Wu An indeed grew up there. He lost his parents at a young age and was raised by his uncle, who also passed away earlier.
Now, Ping’an County is precisely Chen Yuan’s fief.”
Cao Zhengxian recited Chen Yuan’s background in detail to Jingtai without any pause.
Jingtai frowned. For so reason, he suddenly had a thought that the Purple Qi might not have arisen because of him, but such matters must absolutely not be spoken of.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it imply that he does not have the visage of a king?
“How is Chen Yuan now?”
Jingtai asked solemnly.
“In response to Your Majesty, Chen Yuan has left Qingzhou and presumably is now visiting his family in Tangshan Prefecture.”
“It seems he harbors no hope for the one-year promise and probably has already given up. So be it; it is his honor that I grant him a marriage.
Without and the court as his backing, how could he have beco the now-famous Marquis of Wu An?”
Jingtai snorted lightly but was not angry.
The more it was so, the more at ease he felt.
This could only prove that Chen Yuan had submitted; otherwise, if he truly intended to imdiately proceed to Shuzhou to investigate Lu Renjia’s death, it would only prove he indeed had no intention of marriage.
Facing his imperial decree, intending to break free and resist.
“This old minister also believes that the Marquis of Wu An has thought it through and will probably obediently return in a year to marry, becoming His Majesty’s son-in-law.”
Cao Zhengxian went along with Jingtai’s words.
Although he was not fond of Chen Yuan and was unwilling to see him rise to high rank and beco the Emperor’s son-in-law, Jingtai’s will was hard to defy, and he could only pinched his nose and accept it.
No matter what, Chen Yuan was the unparalleled genius of the era, and it was a good thing for him to be used by the court.
“Had he realized earlier, why go through all this trouble?” Jingtai’s lips curled into a faint cold smile, then continued:
“The information being relayed from below may not be accurate. Have soone verify whether Purple Qi has truly descended upon Ping’an County, and if it has, investigate thoroughly, and bring any found treasures back to the court.
Purple Qi is the essence of heaven and earth, the disposition of the saint and king, and must not fall into the hands of the common folk.”
“This old minister will obey the decree!”
“Go then.”
“Yes.”
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Tangshan Prefecture, Heavenly Patrol Hall.
After Jingtai heard of Purple Qi descending in Ping’an County and was smugly pleased, thinking his efforts were recognized by heaven, even considering it justified to commit so cruel deeds.
Chen Yuan had already returned to Tangshan Prefecture early.
Being an important hub of Qingzhou, Shuzhou, and Blood State, with Chen Yuan’s organizing upon taking control of Tangshan, its true potential had been unleashed.
It had beco a must-pass place for nurous Martial Artists.
Coupled with caravans from various places, Tangshan Prefecture City had gathered into a bustling hub.
At a glance, it was all prosperity.
Chen Yuan was also quite satisfied. After all, he was just a hands-off Shopkeeper, having delegated power to his subordinates, so what more was there to ask for such results?
“Thank you all for your hard work.”
Chen Yuan set down what he was holding, looking at Han Yu, Liu Zhengsong, and others below with a hint of a comndatory smile.
“Working for the Lord is my honor.”
“Tangshan owes today’s state entirely to the Lord’s prestige.”
“Many Martial Artists are actually drawn here because of the Lord.”
Du Ming and the three others imdiately bowed in respect.
There was no sense of arrogance claiming credit, but rather they appeared even more humble.
Tangshan was gradually flourishing, but as the true master managing Tangshan, Chen Yuan too was rising with the tide. The reason they dared to expand their influence without fear was all because of Chen Yuan’s renown.
He was the current Marquis of ten thousand households, a Heavenly Divine Envoy of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, renowned for the shock he delivered at the Battle of Liangzhou.
One could say, as long as Chen Yuan continued making progress at an impressive pace, the people below him would never dare harbor second thoughts, and sotis they were even fearful.
Because the gap between them and Chen Yuan was becoming too vast.
The strongest among them, Han Yu, had yet to achieve Core Formation, with a long way to go, while Chen Yuan had already beco a True Master of the Fifth Realm. What if one day he found them too useless, unworthy to follow him?
Even if he still accepted them, if due to their lack of strength he took away a large portion of their power, they would be reluctant to give it up.
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