Capítulo 2378: Chapter 61: When Will We et Again_2
I don’t know who spread it.
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Thus, the grassland journey ca to an end.
Loaded with fragnted observations about the political scene in Mugu, the envoy from Daqi returned east.
Utilizing Yuwen Ze to clear out the Church of Lifeless’s base was Jiang Wang’s last action on the grassland.
Before this, Jiang Wang, under the arrangent of Helian Yuyun, had challenged Na Liang, who led a division within the Royal Tent Cavalry, in a closed environnt and won with overwhelming superiority.
In the sa environnt, he also challenged Yuwen Ze’s cousin, Yuwen Lie, one of the “Three Steeds of Qionglu,” achieving a narrow victory by half a move.
After the fight, he drank with Yuwen Lie, who admitted that he was powerless against Cang Ming. Unfortunately, the Current World Divine Envoy Cang Ming was not in the Supre Royal Court at this ti; otherwise, Jiang Wang would have loved to challenge him too. Even if getting beaten, it would surely be a fruitful experience.
However, after the two challenges ended, the envoy team openly left the border.
Jiang Wang quietly stayed on the grassland, for two reasons: one was to await an answer from Yellow Sheri, and the other was to handle the Church of Lifeless’s matter. Each visit to Yellow Sheri was made discreetly, with the carriage stopping directly outside the fortress.
The Church of Lifeless only encountered trouble after Qi Country’s envoy team had left the grassland, making it less likely to attract connections and alert Zhang Linchuan.
Once the matter was settled, he did not linger. He caught up with the team under the cover of night and silently sat in the ox cart—the original horse-drawn carriage was a gift to Yuwen Ze, and now this ox cart was Yuwen Ze’s return gift to him. The ox pulling the cart was a gift from Helian Yuyun, said to have been raised in the temple with remarkable spiritual qualities, comparable to those of Yan Zhao kept in Green sheep town.
Not eting Ru Cheng was certainly a disappointnt, but a diplomatic mission can’t just live on the grassland. There were nurous dostic matters to attend to, such as his new fief in Old Sumr, which he hadn’t yet seen and should visit.
From the grassland to Eastern Qi, nothing unexpected happened along the way.
On the road, Jiang Wang focused only on cultivation.
The previous duel with Dou Zhao unexpectedly involved Tu Hu’s sche against the Illusion Demon Lord. Tu Hu expressed intentions to compensate him. After reviewing their battle, he specially sent Jiang Wang a God-approaching level Body Refining Technique, nad “Xuantian Liu Li Technique.”
The technique was accompanied by a phrase.
Written in Cangtu divine language, when translated, it ans—
“May the Supre Deity protect you, friend of the grassland. May you have more choices.”
All along, Jiang Wang’s defense mainly relied on Heavenly Governance Body, focusing more on offensive enhancents.
Clearly, Tu Hu intended to help him address his weakness; improving the flesh body defense would naturally provide more options in battle.
As for any other implied anings in the ssage…
Who cares if there are any?
Jiang Marquis anyway doesn’t understand.
He departed from Qi in May and returned in July.
As an envoy, Jiang Wang’s first task upon returning was to report to the Son of Heaven. Of course, the external affairs letter submitted to the Political Affairs Hall must be written during the journey, ready to be handed over when back—essentially reporting twice.
When Marquis Wu’an of Daqi returned to Linzi, the Son of Heaven was holding a court eting at Purple Pole Hall. Han Ling personally ca out and led him to Donghua Pavilion to wait.
He was already familiar with this place, recognizing all its setups.
Han Ling brought him over, then returned to Purple Pole Hall.
Two Palace Guards stood outside the pavilion, with no one else inside.
The scent burned in the beast furnace was very mild, providing a calming effect.
Jiang Wang sat silently for a while before involuntarily getting up to walk to the stone screen depicting all beings, quietly appreciating it.
This painting remains ever fresh, with the beings portrayed each lively, reflecting the myriad human emotions vividly.
Today’s Jiang Wang’s Human Dao sword has reached a divine level, yet he didn’t dare claim his understanding of Human Dao exceeded this painting.
He has ticulously examined this depiction of all beings countless tis, always discovering new details.
Today, he found yet another detail.
In the painting, there is a long street where a flag selling wine is blown open by the wind, half concealing a window facing the street. Though only half visible, from the window one can see the inside desk, and on the desk lies a paper with writings.
Upon closer inspection, it reads—
“Fly the papercraft kite, yellow child; lean on the stick, white-haired elder; play and stroll, what year will you return?”
The painted street is near the city gate.
Outside the city, a kind-faced old man leaning on a wooden stick and a mischievous child runs around flying a papercraft kite.
He recalls this scene, but he just saw the paper and those words today. This shouldn’t be right, as it’s not so oversight of interest or taphor, but rather a neglect of specific detail.
He had scrutinized this painting thoroughly while solving the case, reviewing it countless tis, how could such a detail be missed?
Re-examining the old man, he discovered his appearance slightly resembled… the current Son of Heaven.
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Jiang Wang understood.
This wasn’t a detail he missed, but added later by soone else.
That person altered this painting, changing this small part, allowing an ordinary elder to reside within the fra.
Words cannot fully express the sentints.
Only a phrase—what year will you return?
“What are you looking at?”
Suddenly, a voice asked.
The voice, though gentle, reached up to The Nine Heavens.
Emperor Qi’s voice!
The supre ruler of Daqi had arrived in Donghua Pavilion unnoticed, entirely without sound, a frightening presence.
Jiang Wang was instantly startled, hurriedly turned to bow: “Your Majesty!”
“No need for the ceremony.” Emperor Qi simply raised his hand, still interestedly looking at the painting on the stone screen, seemingly concerned only with the question he had just asked.
Knowing the Son of Heaven’s inner thoughts—is it better or worse?
Jiang Wang steeled himself, loudly said: “I dare make a straightforward remonstrance!”
Emperor Qi seed a bit surprised, shifted his gaze to Jiang Wang: “Speak.”
“The Son of Heaven’s deanor mustn’t lack dignity.” Jiang Wang said, “How could you arrive so quietly, without alerting Your Minister?”
Han Ling silently twitched his eyelid at the side.
It’s hard to imagine that after a grassland diplomatic mission, Marquis Wu’an would dare ‘complain first as the villain.’
And yet he truly captured the right point.
How does the saying go?
Assertive with reason?
“Hmm… The Son of Heaven’s deanor must maintain dignity. Minister speaks truly, a reader indeed.” Emperor Qi leisurely replied: “Yet when I arrived at Donghua Pavilion earlier, there was indeed the ceremony before and the announcent behind, quite noisy.”
His voice lightened: “Between us, who spoke wrongly?”
“…” Jiang Wang bowed his head: “It was I who misspoke, just a mont of absent-mindedness causing not to hear clearly.”
Smiling, the Son of Heaven pointed a finger at him: “Jiang Qingyang, Jiang Qingyang, you are quite rational, yet not assertive.”
He turned towards the dragon seat, casually saying: “Speak of what you saw and heard on this grassland journey.”
Jiang Wang followed honestly behind the emperor, recounting his observations in Mugu without personal opinions mixed in.
The Son of Heaven sat high, ever serene, not comnting on Mugu’s matters.
Only after Jiang Wang finished, suddenly he asked: “Marquis Wu’an witnessed ceremonies during the grassland mission, did you spar with anyone? How were the results?”
Jiang Wang declared loudly: “I remain undefeated!”
Emperor Qi laughed aloud: “Seems the minister knows how to choose opponents well.”
“To be honest, I never declined any.”
This ti Han Ling also chuckled.
The Son of Heaven inquired further: “Then, which opponent on this trip impressed you the most?”
“There wasn’t anyone particularly morable. I focused solely on my cultivation, fighting for Qi Country’s honor.” Jiang Wang continued loudly.
Han Ling, standing beside the beast furnace decorated with cloud patterns, gave a subtle look.
Jiang Wang promptly supplented: “However, that Dou Zhao from Chuguo was sowhat troubleso.”
Emperor Qi nodded: “The Other Shore Golden Bridge. Dou Old Madam’s signature move is really hard to counter… Han Ling, afterwards take Marquis Wu’an to the inner treasury, assist him in selecting a Divine Soul Secret Technique to counteract it. So others won’t claim Qi Country’s techniques are inferior, and our marquis can have fewer troubles and speak louder next ti.”
Han Ling bowed: “I shall do my best.”
Jiang Wang knew this was the “reward” for his diplomatic mission.
Feeling very satisfied, he bowed to express his thanks: “Thank Your Majesty!”
Yet, as he was about to straighten up,
The Son of Heaven seed to casually inquire again: “I heard that during this mission, you were absent from the envoy team for quite a long ti?”
Like thunder out of a clear sky.
The remark made Jiang Wang’s heart tremble intensely!
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