367: Chapter 25 Ying Qi_1 367: Chapter 25 Ying Qi_1 The Qi King attends the morning court at the hour of the Rabbit and leaves at the hour of the Dragon.
Before the court debate, the “grace” of the King would have been delivered to the Marquis of Bowang’s residence.
Thunderstorms and dew are all a monarch’s favor.
Punishnt is unavoidable, reward is irrefutable.
Since the Qi King has granted Zhongxuan Sheng’s request, exchanging his rits on the Yang Country battlefield for Zhongxuan Zun’s one-year cultivation at the Under Jixuegong.
Zhongxuan Zun simply has no qualification to refuse.
Even when the imperial envoy arrives, he must set out imdiately.
Zhongxuan Sheng’s entourage hurried back to Linzi nonstop, encountering rebuffs and receiving cold ashes repeatedly.
He didn’t hesitate to gift the famous bow Qiu Shan to Li Longchuan, all for a word in front of Li Zhengshu—this bow could have been exchanged for enough chips.
Even made up his mind to use the cultivation opportunity at Under Jixuegong originally intended for himself to trap Zhongxuan Zun for a year.
Not to ntion the great favor it took to earn the chance to wait outside the Donghua Pavilion.
And how many resources were spent to get the ssage to Li Zhengshu’s ears…
This series of efforts, the cost cannot be said to be small, the turnaround cannot be described as anything but arduous.
At such an important mont, he would certainly not miss it.
Upon leaving the Donghua Pavilion, he directly took Jiang Wang to the Jixuegong.
The Jixuegong is located to the south of the West City Gate of Linzi, the first gate from the south to the north among the West City Gates.
Opposite to the northernmost gate of the East City, the East City Gate, which is the first gate from the north to the south.
That is, the She Gate.
She is the god of soil, and Ji is the god of grain.
The earth bears all things, grain nourishes the people.
“She” and “Ji” are both defined by ceremonial rites, which the Son of Heaven must personally worship.
Thus, Sheji itself implies the aning of the entire land under Heaven.
The gates of Sheji naturally hold significant aning.
The east faces the sea, welcoming it with its earth, but that’s another matter.
Right beyond this western Ji Gate lies the renowned Under Jixuegong!
The Qi court manages this Under Jixuegong as if it’s the food that nurtures the populace, treating it as the essence of Sheji, which reflects its importance.
Having heard about it long ago, since coming to Qi, the na Zhongxuan Zun has constantly appeared in various forms.
And it is outside the Ji Gate that Jiang Wang sees him for the first ti.
At this mont, it is still the hour of the Rabbit.
The court eting that will decide the fate of the entire country is still convened with undisturbed calm.
Day is just dawning; Linzi awakens from the night of the autumn day.
The streets are already dotted with vendors setting up their stalls.
Whether transcendent or mundane, everyone is busy with their own struggles.
Jiang Wang and Zhongxuan Sheng stand within the city walls, the city gate already open behind them.
The city gate guards are fully ard, their gaze unflinching.
Yet at the end of the long street, a man in white approaches.
His white clothes are not quite neatly worn, as if he had just woken up and casually thrown on a garnt, resulting in disarray.
Among the sons of aristocratic families, who are intensely conscious of their appearance, this is almost unimaginable.
However, as he walks down the long street, he blooms like a pear tree in bloom.
The entire street sees only his charisma.
A pair of sword-like brows pierce into his temples, exuding an unrestrained sharpness.
His eyes are pitch-black and glossy, like the final two black stones on a Go board that decide the life and death of a great dragon.
Yet his mouth always carries a smile, like so family’s wayward son, softening his sharp edges and making him appear approachable.
His nose, however, best reflects this trait.
It bears the brightness of a clear mountain, yet does not co across as daunting.
He wears his collar casually open, revealing the sculpted beauty of his clavicle and the bulging muscles beneath.
Without any introduction from Zhongxuan Sheng, Jiang Wang naturally recognizes who he is.
Only then was he able to turn his gaze away from himself and take notice of the eunuch of Donghua Pavilion who was leading the way before him.
This eunuch was not only delivering the decree of the King of Qi but also had the responsibility to supervise Zhongxuan Zun’s imdiate entry into Under Jixuegong.
He could be considered to have so status in the inner court, though before Zhongxuan Zun, he appeared no more than a servant.
The plump, smiling, and seemingly harmless Zhongxuan Sheng was waiting right by the city gate.
As they approached, he bead and said, “Little brother has co to see his elder brother off.”
Zhongxuan Zun stopped in his tracks, looked deeply at Zhongxuan Sheng for a while, and the corners of his mouth lifted, “My chubby little brother.
You really have exceeded my expectations.”
Zhongxuan Sheng spread his arms, displaying his large form, “Little brother has grown so fat just so that elder brother can see without having to look hard!”
He truly went to extres.
Discarding all his achievents, all for the sake of sending Zhongxuan Zun into Under Jixuegong for a year’s cultivation.
He had originally planned to use the opportunity to cultivate at Under Jixuegong to narrow the gap in cultivation between himself and Zhongxuan Zun.
Now, having to hand over this opportunity, he had instead widened the gap between their cultivations.
All for the sake of catching his breath under the relentless attacks of Zhongxuan Zun, and striking back in one fell swoop!
In a situation where nothing could be done, he simply gave up chasing personal cultivation, choosing instead to surpass in terms of power.
It could be said that this move had gambled all the gains from the battle to extinguish Yang Country.
For Zhongxuan Zun, a royal decree ca from ho, seemingly a reward from the heavens.
Suddenly he was inford that he had been granted the privilege to cultivate at Under Jixuegong for an entire year!
This ant that the series of attacks he initiated against Zhongxuan Sheng ca to an abrupt halt.
Before he could make the final move to annihilate his opponent completely, the entire ga board was taken away, and while the opponent slowly made his moves, he could only watch, helpless and unable to see!
Spending a year in cultivation at Under Jixuegong was undoubtedly a trendous advantage.
But compared to the entire Zhong Xuan Family, which was more significant?
Zhongxuan Zun didn’t get furious with embarrassnt but just smiled, “You should still eat less in the future; being too fat isn’t good for your health.”
Even in opposition, Jiang Wang had to admit that this man had an unparalleled deanor and was a first-rate character.
Zhongxuan Sheng clasped his hands together, “Thank you for your concern, elder brother.”
Zhongxuan Zun also responded with a salute, “I have yet to thank my worthy younger brother for requesting this favor for .”
Jiang Wang watched this unusually warm scene with only four words in his heart—brotherly affection and respect!
Clack!
Clack!
Clack!
Clack!
Clack!
Clack!
Like an eternal, ever-clear sound of footsteps, it rose from the road beside the city wall.
And then a very tall figure ca striding over.
He walked in from the dim morning light as if splitting the dawn, gradually growing clearer and more tangible.
Dressed in simple, straightforward black martial attire.
A long face, a high nose, sharp eyes.
It was the man who had broken past the Heaven-reaching Realm Limit, renowned as the strongest Tongtian cultivator of the present age, the ultimate disciple of Jiang ngxiong, the military god of Daqi… Wang Yiwu!
This was an anticipated event, hence neither Zhongxuan Sheng nor Jiang Wang showed much of a reaction.
Only Zhongxuan Zun smiled.
This was a truly released smile, not that his earlier exchange with Zhongxuan Sheng was particularly insincere, but only at this mont, was the smile absolutely heartfelt and open.
It represented complete and utter trust.
“I’ll leave the ssy affairs within the city to you,” Zhongxuan Zun said, looking sideways at him with a smile.
Wang Yiwu was not one to smile indiscriminately and rely said, “You focus on your cultivation.”
Afterward, Zhongxuan Zun didn’t look back but floated away in his white robe, heading towards the gate of Under Jixuegong!
Walking leisurely, he was carefree.
He didn’t speak another word.
The eunuch of Donghua Pavilion didn’t stop for a mont; as soon as the decree was given, he set off for Marquis of Bowang’s residence.
Without permission, doing anything under the watch of this eunuch was disrespect towards the King of Qi.
So if there was anything to do or any opportunity to do sothing, it had to be before the eunuch of Donghua Pavilion delivered the decree.
To know the news ahead of ti, even just a mont before the eunuch from Donghua Pavilion arrived, was a testant to Zhongxuan Zun’s reach and influence.
And he chose… to inform Wang Yiwu!
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