This is also the reason for Emperor Yu’s wrath.
He scolded them harshly.
"Ah, just wait and see."
Qin Hong sat on the chair and let out a long sigh.
He also agreed with Wu Ma’s assessnt in his heart.
...
Inside the Imperial Palace.
Emperor Yu sat on the dragon throne, with a piece of white paper on the dragon desk, bearing several nas.
These people were all those they recomnded.
"Has Your Majesty still not decided?"
An elder in a purple robe, head full of white hair, asked with a smile.
"Hehe, indeed. Does the National Preceptor have any suggestions?"
Emperor Yu looked at him, inquiring.
Their relationship was more like friends than sovereign and minister.
In the entire Great Yu, only the Great Yu National Preceptor could warrant such an attitude from Emperor Yu.
Because he had another identity, which was as Emperor Yu’s teacher.
He was already his teacher when he was still a Prince.
It could be said that his teacher’s rits were significant for him to achieve this position.
So upon becoming Emperor Yu, the first thing he did was appoint his teacher as the National Preceptor.
"Your Majesty should know that this old man is not interested in this matter; better for Your Majesty to decide for yourself."
It’s often said that even an impartial judge cannot settle family disputes.
These people were all recomnded by the Princes; it was really difficult for him to intervene.
"Teacher, you weren’t like this before."
Emperor Yu looked at him with a half-smile.
"I am old, don’t want to be in charge anymore."
The National Preceptor sighed.
He seed to be over twenty thousand years old; if not for Emperor Yu’s retention, he would have retired long ago.
Emperor Yu smiled and shook his head, his gaze once more falling on the dragon desk. After a mont, he picked up the imperial pen, hovering it in mid-air for quite a while.
Finally, the pen dropped on a na.
"Oh..."
The National Preceptor uttered in puzzlent, his old eyes looking towards Emperor Yu, "Your Majesty’s choice sowhat surprises this old man."
"A bunch of ambitious little cubs ought to be suppressed."
Emperor Yu’s eyes beca deep.
None of his Princes were an easy lot.
If it weren’t for him being at his peak, he really would’ve had to be careful.
The Royal Family... sotis there’s no kinship, even between father and son.
"Indeed, the Princes have beco sowhat unruly; a bit of discipline wouldn’t hurt."
The National Preceptor nodded slightly.
He was the only one who dared to speak like this in front of Emperor Yu.
"Then I trouble you, Teacher. Hand this over to the Ritual Departnt and go directly to the Molan Mansion to announce the decree."
Emperor Yu directly handed this paper to him.
"Yes! Your Majesty."
....
Molan Mansion.
"Finally arrived."
Mo Ran murmured as he looked at the guards at the city gate.
"I hope my feeling is right."
He then followed the crowd into the city.
At this ti, inside the study of the Chen Mansion.
Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes, ending a day’s cultivation.
"Hoo—"
He let out a long breath of turbid air.
anwhile, Gu Pengyou handed over a cup of tea.
"Thank you."
Chen Xuan said with a smile, then drank it all in one go.
Lately, she had been staying in the study, looking at the ancient books collected by Chen Xuan.
"I’m sorry, I still haven’t deciphered it."
Gu Pengyou looked at him apologetically.
"No rush, there’s plenty of ti. I’ve already ordered people to collect ancient books from other mansions, so take your ti."
Chen Xuan reassured her.
Dealing with ancient matters was rare by nature, even though his collection here could be considered vast, yet the Molan Mansion was too small, too remote.
Thus, he arranged for those forces to purchase ancient books from outer mansions.
Hope there would be so success.
"By the way, Emperor Yu will give the quota for the burial grounds to those in the mansion this ti. I’ll protect you too."
"Thank you, Brother Xuan."
Gu Pengyou bowed slightly.
This matter would certainly delight Uncle upon knowing.
"It’s nothing, whether it’s one or two, it’s still guarding the sa."
Chen Xuan remarked nonchalantly.
With his strength entering the burial grounds, it was like crushing a challenge.
According to Qin Ying’s words, the only one he needed to be cautious of was the Eldest Prince.
Gu Pengyou ca up behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders and began to massage, "Thank you!"
The words represented her own gratitude.
She knew this was sothing Chen Xuan did for her.
Else, why would he protect her and the Gu Family’s people? Even though his power was strong, for them, re Late-Stage Profound Realm beings entering was burdenso.
Back then, her uncle only survived by seeking refuge in the Imperial City.
After all, encountering such superior rules often ant rivers of blood.
"No need!"
Chen Xuan closed his eyes, leaning his head into her embrace, inhaling the fragrance, enjoying it imnsely.
...
"Ah!"
Qin Ke looked at the book in his hand, letting out a long sigh.
His spiritual power was sealed, and he had been confined. A few days ago, Chen Xuan even told him to read properly and calm his restless mind.
But....
The closer it got to the final deadline, the more agitated he felt.
The book... couldn’t grasp his attention at all.
"Three days left."
Qin Ke muttered to himself.
"Damn, this is really annoying."
Suddenly, he exploded in frustration.
"Hmm?"
Chen Xuan, who was originally enjoying the service, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Ah!"
He let out a long sigh.
"What happened?"
Gu Pengyou behind him paused, asking curiously.
"That brat... still can’t calm down."
He shook his head, a look of disappointnt in his eyes.
Just a re Minister of the Three Judicial Departnts was enough to make him lose his composure, which he truly hadn’t anticipated.
After all, he had always been steady in the past.
"I can actually understand him."
Gu Pengyou shared a different perspective.
"Oh?"
Chen Xuan uttered in curiosity, then patted the seat beside him, "Co, tell more."
Gu Pengyou slowly sat down before continuing, "Firstly, the position of Minister of the Three Judicial Departnts is significant, not as unworthy as you think."
"To put it bluntly, even those big families covet it endlessly, they just have no opportunities."
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