Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood!

Ying Wuji was not sure if Zhao Ji was bluffing, but even from a distance, he could feel the vitality of that drop of Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood, and a hint of desire emerged deep within his heart.

This desire seemed to be to become a higher level of life.

Damn it!

Ying Wuji swallowed his saliva, feeling that the temptation of this thing was no different from water in the desert.

He looked away and forced a smile, "Father, there shouldn't be many drops of Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood left in our Great Li's inventory, right?"

"This is the last drop!"

Zhao Ji didn't try to hide it at all.

Ying Wuji was already hesitant in his heart, and now he dared not easily take it. "Then do you think... I deserve it? Such a good thing should be left to Prince Ning."

"Ning'er has already used it. As long as she is given time, her cultivation will definitely surpass mine."

Zhao Ji did not answer whether he deserved it or not, but asked another question, "Don't you want to ask where this Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood came from?"

"Where did it come from?"

Ying Wuji was naturally curious. Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood was undoubtedly a top-notch divine object, but there were many powerful rulers in Li Kingdom's history, so there was no reason for it to be preserved until now.

But Zhao Ji still did not answer and asked a new question, "What do you think bloodline is?"

"Bloodline is bloodline. The ancestors were kings and nobles, and their descendants will also be kings and nobles."

In Ying Wuji's concept, bloodline was something like genes.

But Zhao Ji shook his head, "Then let me ask you, in the tribal inheritance, the family is based on the surname, divided into different clans, and evolved into different lineages. According to reason, the bloodline concentration should be similar. But now, look at the fourteen clans of the Ying surname and the more than twenty clans of the Mi surname. They are all descendants of Zhuanxu, but only the royal bloodlines of the Ying, Zhao, and Mi families are the strongest. Why do you think this is?"

"Well..."

Ying Wuji pondered for a moment and tentatively asked, "So, the so-called bloodline is actually bestowed by status?"

Zhao Ji neither nodded nor shook his head, "In ancient legends, there was no strict hierarchy within tribes. People within the tribe only had different roles, some hunted, some gathered, and even the chieftain was a wise person elected by the tribe.

But later, someone suddenly discovered that when the same family produced three generations of chieftains in a row, the probability of producing powerful descendants would greatly increase. Even if there was no chieftain in the next generation, the bloodline advantage would slowly decline after three more generations.

From chieftain to the ruler of the world, the so-called imperial bloodline would be formed, and there would be a chance for the descendants to awaken.

Even when a small clan is given a fiefdom, they still have a bloodline advantage, but after three generations, there will be a certain degree of decline, depending on their status. If they rise again in the future, the bloodline will revive.

The Mi surname of Chu Kingdom was already in decline, but since receiving the marquis title bestowed by Zhou Tianzi, Chu Kingdom has gradually grown stronger, and now their bloodline is no less inferior to the Ying and Zhao families.

As for the ancestors of the Ying and Zhao families, they were the eldest and second sons of Fei Lian. Their bloodline was already weak, but the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zao Zifather, was appreciated by the emperor for his driving skills and was granted the city of Zhao. Your ancestors came to join the Zhao family and revived the bloodline.

Later, you split off in the name of raising horses and resisting barbarians. If it had failed, the bloodline would have rapidly declined. Fortunately, your Qian Kingdom succeeded and grew stronger, and now the strength of your bloodline is no less than our Zhao family.

Unfortunately, even if the Ying and Zhao families are strong, they are still just lords. It is too difficult to recreate the bloodline of Zhuanxu.

On the other hand, the bloodlines of other ancient lineages were not originally strong, so occasionally, a few of them can appear by chance."

"I see!"

Ying Wuji suddenly realized. He had been curious before. When the Great Zhou was established, many lords with the Ji surname were split off, but why did they all end up being useless and disappear in the river of history? He didn't expect it to be this situation.

The power of the Zhou royal family's control over the world must have weakened, and their bloodline is probably not strong now.

However, this bloodline only represents innate advantages, and unless the ancient bloodline awakens, it does not necessarily mean overwhelming power for ordinary people.

But after knowing all this, he became even more curious, "By the way, if the Ying and Zhao families have declined so much, how could they have preserved Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood until now?"

Zhao Ji smiled, "Who said that this Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood was left from ancient times?"

"Well..."

Ying Wuji was stunned for a moment. If it wasn't left behind, then...

Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes, "When the queen was pregnant with Ning'er, an old Taoist came to Jiangcheng and gave us a Blood Fusion Secret Technique. This technique can extract source blood from the bloodline. If there is enough source blood, Emperor's Blood can be refined. The one who undergoes the blood fusion will not be able to enjoy the status brought by the royal family for the rest of their life."

Ying Wuji was shocked, "So that's why the princesses in the royal family all live in the palace and rarely show themselves."

"Yes!"

Zhao Ji looked somewhat pained, even a bit ferocious, "I sat in the snow for ten days and finally made up my mind. Except for Ning'er and that little beast Zhao Qi, all of my children are daughters! Relying on women cannot hold onto the throne, let alone unify the Great Li!

So when Ning'er was three years old, with the assistance of the old Taoist, I refined the bloodlines of several princesses and refined a total of two drops of Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood. One drop has already been absorbed by Ning'er's body and will be completely absorbed when she breaks through the Transcendence Realm.

The other drop she cannot absorb, so I kept it. I originally wanted to observe Zhao Qi, but I found that he was just a useless piece of mud that couldn't be put on the wall.

So... it has been kept until now."

He looked at Ying Wuji.

And raised his right hand slightly.

The meaning was clear: Do you want it?

Ying Wuji: "..."

In his entire life, he felt suffocated for the first time under such an oppressive atmosphere.

His lips trembled, "Does Ning'er not know about this?"

Zhao Ji shook his head, "She doesn't know, and you shouldn't let her know in the future!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

He seemed to understand the meaning of this drop of Zhuanxu's Emperor's Blood.

Power!

Threat!

Guilt!

Power, if he assimilated this drop of blood, his cultivation in the Transcendence Realm would definitely advance by leaps and bounds.

Threat, just one drop of Emperor's Blood already had such formidable power. How strong would Ying Wuque, who had a genuine awakened bloodline, be? He was pointing at himself, wanting to completely sever the thought of returning to Qian.

And guilt...For the royal family and the aristocratic families, bloodline is their reliance on being superior from birth. For them, having their bloodline taken away is almost like being permanently disabled.

Just think about it, even organ transplantation alone is enough to make people feel guilty.

Now, Ying Wuji is facing organ transplantation from more than a dozen princesses.

How can he dare to accept it if he wants to leave in the future?

Even if he decides not to leave in the future, can he take it without guilt?

What will his reaction be when he sees those princesses in the future?

He felt that Zhao Ji was exaggerating a bit, because from the current situation, Tang Tang's talent is so abnormal, it may also be because she has received the Emperor's Blood. Zhao Ling doesn't know if he has received it, but at least he has been spared.

But he still can't bear this drop of blood.

Ying Wuji felt his head was a little swollen and rubbed his hair: "How can I dare to accept this?"

Zhao Ji smiled: "You are such a person!"

Ying Wuji grinned: "You really have me under control."

Zhao Ji stood up slowly: "I just want to tell you that as long as you completely give up your little thoughts in your heart and truly cooperate with the Zhao family, the more sincerity you show, the more I can give you.

But I see that you are under a lot of pressure now, but there is no need to rush. You are still far from breaking through the fetal transformation realm. You have plenty of time to consider. I will temporarily keep this drop of Emperor's Blood for you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ying Wuji respectfully bowed, although he did not accept this drop of Emperor's Blood, but coming here today has greatly changed his view on his relationship with the Zhao family.

Sigh...

Zhao Ji patted his shoulder: "Just let go and do your best at the Hundred Schools Gathering. With me supporting you, you don't have to worry about anything!"

Ying Wuji nodded: "Yes!"

"Go back and rest! Remember not to tell Ning'er about the Emperor's Blood."

"Yes! Your Majesty, you should also rest early."

Ying Wuji originally wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, Your Majesty! I heard that the format of the Hundred Schools Gathering has changed this time. It has been changed from the previous separate preaching by several families to a debate with a set topic. It is said that you and the other scholars have set the topics together. Can you..."

Zhao Ji frowned: "If you want to compete for a seat for your teacher, show your true talent and knowledge. Thinking of letting me give you the topic, it's really embarrassing for your teacher! Get lost!"

"Fine, I'll leave!"

Ying Wuji gritted his teeth and left Chongli Palace.

When Ying Wuji came out, Zhao Xin couldn't help but ask: "Lord Husband! What did you and His Highness talk about? I couldn't hear anything!"

"You would be lucky if you could hear anything!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand helplessly: "Let's go! Let's go home!"

When they were getting on the carriage at the palace gate, Ying Wuji suddenly pointed to the side and asked, "Hey? Isn't that the mansion of that Earl? Why..."

Zhao Xin smirked: "It's the Lord Husband's mansion now! Lord Husband, after you get married, you must leave a room for me!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Damn it!

This person keeps asking for more and more favors.

...

Li's Villa.

Li Caitan was wearing a thin gauze dress, leaning on a low table, half sitting, and was pouring wine into her own mouth with a wine pot in her hand.

The autumn night breeze blew, and the long dress swayed with the wind, and strands of long hair brushed against her temples. Her eyes were hazy, looking extremely charming.

"Sha..."

"Sha..."

"Sha..."

Footsteps sounded.

Li Caitan looked towards the sound and saw her coachman walking towards her with a smile.

The coachman's status was low and couldn't enter the courtyard, that was the rule.

But Li Caitan didn't mean to scold him.

"Miss, it's time to rest!"

The coachman had a smile on his face and unabashedly looked at her exposed body, but there was no desire in his eyes.

Li Caitan was a little displeased: "Next time you see me, can you change to a better body? Then I can have fun with you, this is really disgusting."

The coachman looked disappointed and sat directly at the other end of the low table, snatching the wine pot from Li Caitan and taking a sip.

"Hiss..."

He comfortably grinned: "I have possessed some handsome men and beautiful women before, but later I found out that it's just ordinary, it's not as interesting as drinking! Well, don't believe me, you try it!"

Li Caitan glanced at the mouth of the pot that he had just used and pushed it away with disgust: "You drink it yourself!"

"Tsk..."

The coachman clicked his tongue and continued drinking.

Li Caitan looked at him: "By the way... what is your true identity, male or female?"

The coachman asked back: "Don't you know that it's a taboo to inquire about the news of your superior?"

"Superior?"

Li Caitan snorted: "I do regard you as my superior, but some people see that their subordinates are being confined and don't care."

The coachman didn't care: "I'm here now, aren't I?"

Li Caitan pouted: "With your body, can you take me away? Even those pork sellers in Nan City, can you beat them?"

The coachman spread his hands: "We are all cultured people, why bother with fighting and killing all day long?"

"Cultured people..."

Li Caitan gave him a disdainful look. Although she had never seen the true form of this boss, she had seen his bloodthirsty side.

With just a fetal transformation realm of a third-grade spiritual fetus, he killed two strong warriors.

Sucking their marrow and drinking their blood, his face covered in blood.

But that calm expression was just like eating a big bowl of bones on the street.

"Why did you come to Jiang City? What are you here for?"

"To participate in the Hundred Schools Gathering!"

The coachman said naturally: "We are all disciples of Yang Zhu, so we can be considered as part of the Hundred Schools. As scholars, how can we miss such a grand event?"

Li Caitan: "..."

I don't believe your nonsense!

The coachman suddenly smiled: "How long has it been since you last went out?"

Li Caitan thought for a moment: "Less than a month, I can still endure..."

The coachman asked again: "Do you know the news outside?"

"The news is blocked, how would I know?"

Li Caitan was a little impatient. Although the person in front of her was her superior, the rules of "For Me" in our sect were not so strict.

"Don't even mention a mere superior, even if the leader of my sect is here, she would still give me the cold shoulder."

The coachman chuckled, "That's right! If you knew the news outside, would you still stay here obediently?"

"What do you mean?" Li Caitan's eyebrows furrowed.

The coachman stared at her, a hint of teasing in his eyes. "You were locked up before the literary meeting, right?"

Li Caitan felt annoyed. "So what if I was?"

"Do you know who is hosting the literary meeting?"

"I heard it's Zhou Lefu."

"Do you know who Zhou Lefu is?"

"Why should I care?"

"Oh!"

The coachman nodded. "So you don't want to know, then I won't say anything!"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Li Caitan's eyes. "If you don't want to say, then get lost!"

"Oh! Little Caitan is angry!"

The coachman stopped teasing her and said directly, "Yes! It is indeed the person you're thinking of."

"Jiang Taiyuan?"

"Who else could it be?"

"..."

For some reason, even though it was the same face, Li Caitan no longer had any trace of coquettishness in her previous expressions. It disappeared in an instant.

Her gaze turned icy, and even her breath trembled.

"Speaking of which, I should thank him."

The coachman smacked his lips. "If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have joined our sect. But you're also ruthless. If you hadn't destroyed your own Kun Cheng body, he wouldn't have heartlessly abandoned you. When you hide in the deep mountains and come out after twenty years, maybe you can get Ying Wuque's script and help the Jiang family regain control of the Qi Kingdom. Then, the three of you can be considered a powerful force!"

"Is he worthy?"

Li Caitan's voice was icy, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

She believed that all the misfortunes of the Li family were caused by the Kun Cheng body. If that person truly loved her, then the Kun Cheng body would be worthless.

But if he valued the Kun Cheng body, then she herself would be worthless.

Li Caitan suddenly felt like laughing.

When she destroyed the Kun Cheng body, she felt free.

But she didn't expect that even if she destroyed it, she couldn't escape the shackles of the Kun Cheng body in the latter half of her life.

She only felt hatred. Although Cai Mei entering the palace saved her, she couldn't leave Jiangcheng even for a step. She couldn't kill this scum!

"He... actually dares to come to the Li Kingdom!"

Li Caitan gritted her teeth, and the True Yuan Qi in her body was already showing signs of being uncontrollable.

The coachman chuckled and pinched her face. "Little Caitan, do you want to go out?"

"Can you take me out?"

Li Caitan stared at him intently. "Although I'm barely safe now, the people of the Li Kingdom are watching me closely. As long as I dare to leave Jiangcheng, they will definitely dig three feet into the ground. I'm afraid that the power of our sect in Jiangcheng won't be able to protect me."

"You don't need to worry about that. I have a way!"

The coachman smiled and asked, "How is your True Yuan Qi now?"

Li Caitan narrowed her eyes. "I have collected the bloodline of the major clans of the Li Kingdom. I also have the hostages from the Wu Kingdom and the Flame Kingdom. Unfortunately, I couldn't secure the hostage from the Qian Kingdom! You guys really messed up. If you had arranged for me to go to the brothel at that time..."

The coachman helplessly spread his hands. "You know the situation of our sect. None of them follow the rules. I asked someone about it at that time, and they said it involved assassination, so it wasn't appropriate to involve you. They also said they would find a chance for you to sleep with Ying Wuque."

"Ying Wuque..."

Li Caitan couldn't help but lick her lips. When it came to ancient bloodlines, he was indeed more interesting than Ying Wuji.

But she still had some doubts. "Ying Zhao is of the same bloodline as Ying Wuji. Although the one I collected is not a prince, he is the grandson of the previous Li King. Why do I need to collect the bloodline of the Qian Kingdom prince?"

"Since the Qian Kingdom has been established, its bloodline has already taken root in the new kingdom. How could it be the same as the Zhao bloodline?"

The coachman shook his head. "All the royal families of the various kingdoms have sent representatives to this grand event. The Jiang family of the Qi Kingdom didn't come, but a bastard son of Tian Weihou came. As for the Chu Kingdom, a female noble came. We can only use someone with the surname Xiang to make a fuss. Speaking of which, the Xiang family is also a powerful clan."

"Xiang?"

Li Caitan was somewhat dissatisfied. Other than the royal family of the Chu Kingdom, the Xiang family, and the Qu family, there were no other truly powerful clans.

How strong could the Xiang bloodline be?

The coachman smiled. "This person's cultivation is quite formidable. Don't underestimate her. Opportunities like this Hundred Families Gathering are rare. This time, strive to advance your True Yuan Qi. As long as you can collect the bloodlines of the other royal families, I will help you kill Jiang Taiyuan and then take you to the Qian Kingdom to capture Ying Wuque!"

He stopped talking.

Because a knife was pressed against his neck.

"If you mention the Kun Cheng body again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Li Caitan's expression turned cold. Her bottom line was that she couldn't return to the shadow of the Li family.

Moreover, she now possessed the True Yuan Qi and was already close to reaching the Great Accomplishment stage.

After this Hundred Families Gathering, she would definitely enter the Great Accomplishment stage.

If she could successfully plunder Ying Wuque's bloodline, and even step into the legendary Perfect stage, and if she could also master a divine technique, even in the Divine Technique stage, she would be invincible. Why would she rely on giving birth to children to survive?

Even if she became the queen of the new emperor, she wouldn't be happy.

"Alright! But you have to put down the knife. Your body belongs to the coachman."

The coachman smiled and pinched the blade of the knife, moving it away from his neck.

Li Caitan's expression eased slightly. "Tell me! How can I leave?"

"That's simple!"

The coachman took out a scroll from his pocket and opened it. It turned out to be a portrait of Li Caitan.

She was dressed in red, lifelike.

Li Caitan's pupils constricted. "What is this?"

"You're asking knowingly!"

The coachman waved his hand, and the woman in the painting turned into a stream of light and appeared on the table. She looked exactly like Li Caitan.

Then, he took out a letter and stuffed it into the woman's arms. He smiled and said, "When she wakes up and reads the letter, she will obediently stay here for you. Don't worry."

Soul Crossing with a Painting!The coachman smiled and said, "Why are you standing there? I begged that wooden-headed guy for a long time before he agreed to help me paint this."

Li Caitan's expression turned ugly. "Where did this blood come from?"

"Oh!"

The coachman sneered, "Don't worry about that! The blood is from your cousin. Her son died, and her husband found a new love, so she threw herself into the river. We don't have the habit of killing innocent people."

Li Caitan already knew who this cousin was. During the Lunar New Year two years ago, she had returned to her parents' home and poured out her grievances.

Sure enough, she couldn't bear it and ended her life.

She pointed to the red-clothed woman lying beside her. "What kind of person is this painted with her blood?"

The coachman smiled slyly. "It's better not to know!"

"Tell me!"

"The wooden-headed guy said... she's a ***."

"..."

Li Caitan was lost in thought for a moment and murmured, "I thought she would be a hero."

The coachman waved his hand with a smile. "Why think so much? What's the point of listening to a woman who is so submissive? Take this and come to the Yuelai Inn in the west of the city tomorrow morning."

"Okay!"

Li Caitan took the talisman paper and the painted skin, nodding slightly.

When she looked at the coachman again, she found that his eyes were already confused. She directly threw it out of the courtyard.

"Jiang Taiyuan..."

Li Caitan narrowed her eyes and looked at the night sky where the stars and moon were shining, as if she had fallen into a painful memory.

For a long time, she put on the painted skin. The painted skin turned into a hazy light and merged into her body, transforming her into a completely different woman in the next moment.

Pure and beautiful, but still with a hint of charm.

She glanced at the red-clothed woman who had fallen into a deep sleep and smiled self-mockingly. "Heh, ***..."

Shaking her head, she activated the talisman paper.

Five Elements Escape!

...

Days passed by.

During these days, nothing major happened in Jiangcheng.

The scholars were resting in their respective mansions, and only the students from various families were bustling around, arguing with each other.

Wherever there were many people, you could always hear the arguments among the scholars... no, debates!

After all, the various schools had different ideologies, and as long as they gathered together for a chat, they would definitely argue.

It was said that when the Jixia Academy was not in decline, this lively scene happened every day.

Unfortunately...

Later on, it could only be seen at the Hundred Schools Gathering.

Apart from academic issues, news about the Great Li Academy also spread. For most students, they still hoped for another Jixia Academy to appear. Otherwise, they wouldn't have worked so hard to rush to the Hundred Schools Gathering every time.

Unfortunately, the shadow left by the Jixia Academy on the students was too deep.

When an academy became a political tool, it completely lost its meaning of existence.

Since the banquet of the philosophers, many people went to ask the philosophers who went to the side hall of Chongli Palace what conditions the King Li had offered.

After all, this time, King Li not only offered official positions, but also allowed the students to come and go freely. This was a condition that all students yearned for.

After all, if they were to become officials in other countries, it would depend entirely on the favor of the monarch and the powerful officials.

For those with extraordinary talents, they might be able to directly obtain high positions through luck.

For those with average talents and average luck, they could only start as assistants or followers. If the master had a broad vision, they might be recommended for official positions. If they liked to take credit, they might have to be assistants for their entire lives.

The reason why Luo Yan was highly praised and recruited three thousand followers was because as long as the followers put forward excellent political views, he would recommend them for official positions. Many famous officials in Zhao and Wei were once Luo Yan's followers.

Now, King Li had handed over the power to appoint officials to the academy, which was enough to drive many people crazy.

However, the philosophers' answers were not so optimistic.

"It's not settled yet!"

If it's not settled yet, it means they are still negotiating.

Many talented but unrecognized students were extremely anxious these days and constantly inquired about the follow-up of the academy's affairs.

Until yesterday morning, Zhao's Changping Marquis sent someone to post a notice in front of the palace gate. It was filled with three hundred large and small official positions, and it also stated that after the establishment of the academy, seven hundred more official positions would be offered.

Although there were big and small positions, they were all positions where talents could be displayed.

Since the notice was posted, Jiangcheng became lively again.

The students from the Hundred Schools were divided into two factions.

The optimists believed that King Li sincerely wanted to establish the academy, and once the academy was established, a thousand official positions would be a matter of time.

The pessimists believed that Zhao Ji was just fishing, using the three hundred official positions to lure the students in and kill them.

Both sides stuck to their own opinions.

But regardless of whether they were optimistic or pessimistic, they had one consensus.

That is, the funding for this academy might really be difficult.

The signs were obvious, because right after Zhao's royal family posted the notice, they announced that they would spend a huge amount of money to repair the river. It was clear that they didn't want to spend money.

Could the Great Li Academy be built solely with the royal family's money?

You must know that the previous Jixia Academy was responsible for providing food, accommodation, and cultivation resources.

The tea and water fees for the philosophers, the cultivation places where they gathered spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

All of these required money.

"In my opinion, it's difficult! Several philosophers have said that it's not settled yet, which means the finances are not in place!"

Tian Wenjing sat in the center of the hall, his voice loud. "In my opinion, the Li royal family's finances rely on the royal family's land. Although there are a few royal merchants, they also rely on the resources of the royal family to survive. As for the Wei and Han families, it goes without saying. The Li royal family is selling favors to the Hundred Schools, so they won't be able to spend money.

As for the Li family, the Crown Princess is from the Li family, and they will become the royal family's in-laws in the future, but they definitely won't get much.

Think about it, our Tian family is a loyal minister of the Qi Kingdom, and we have the final say in Qi. But even so, it took the entire clan's efforts to build the Jixia Academy.

With only the Li royal family and the Li family, who knows how much effort they can put in? On what basis?"

He spoke with confidence, especially when he mentioned the establishment of Jixia by the Tian family, he had a proud expression.All eyes were focused on him. After all, Tian Weihou was the nameless king of the Kingdom of Qi. Although Tian Wenjing was a bastard, he was highly regarded by Tian Weihou and had a status similar to that of a prince in other countries, even surpassing the crown prince.

Tian Wenjing smiled, thoroughly enjoying the attention.

In the past, he would only drink tea in elegant rooms.

But now, with the grand gathering approaching, the most important position was in the center of the hall.

The construction of the Great Li Academy by the Tian family was indeed quite costly.

But to say that it required the full strength of the entire clan was an exaggeration, preventing those who hoped for the completion of the Great Li Academy from having any unrealistic expectations.

Someone asked, "Brother Tian, how much money do you think is needed to build this Great Li Academy?"

Tian Wenjing roughly calculated, "At least three million taels!"

"Wow..."

Everyone gasped in shock.

Three million taels was an astronomical figure for them.

In a prosperous city like Jiangcheng, even skilled workers could only earn one or two taels as their monthly salary.

Although most scholars had some wealth, three million taels was still too far away.

"Everyone!"

A Confucian scholar dressed in luxurious clothes stood up. "It seems that the situation of the Li royal family is not optimistic. Why don't we pool some money together? If this academy is built, it will be a future for all scholars. I, I will contribute one hundred taels!"

Tian Wenjing: "???"

Are you guys crazy?

I'm telling you not to daydream!

But instead of daydreaming, you're willing to spend money to make your dreams come true?

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then one by one, the scholars started speaking.

"I don't have as much money as Brother Zhang, but I can contribute ten taels as a token of my support."

"I'll contribute one tael."

"I'm from the Mohist school and don't have money. I'll ask Master Wu when I go back to see if the guild can contribute."

...

Tian Wenjing couldn't help but exclaim, "Stop going crazy! With the number of scholars in the world, your money is nothing compared to three million taels! You don't want to wake up from your daydream, do you?"

The first scholar who contributed money looked displeased. "I'm willing to contribute. Who are you to interfere?"

Tian Wenjing became angry. "Fine! I'll remember you! Don't even think about becoming an official in the Kingdom of Qi in the future!"

"I never wanted to! Qi's officials? Hmph, I wouldn't even be a dog!"

The scholar sneered and then looked at the others. "If you trust me, you can give the money to me. I will go to see His Majesty the Li King and do my best to help build the academy. If it doesn't work out, I will return the money to everyone after the gathering."

He took off his brocade robe and laid it on the table, placing his gold accessories on top of it.

The gold accessories alone were worth at least ten taels, more valuable than the promised one hundred taels.

"I trust Brother Zhang. Here are ten taels!"

Someone placed ten taels next to the gold accessories.

Following that, others who wanted to contribute also followed suit.

Tian Wenjing was so angry that his mouth twisted. "You're all crazy! Absolutely crazy! It's driving me mad."

Second floor, elegant room.

"Pfft! What an idiot!"

Zhao Ning couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect Tian Wenjing's words to actually motivate these people to donate money.

Mi Xingli smiled. "The academy is what the people desire. After the decline of Jixia Academy, scholars from all schools have lost their spirits, and progress in various fields has slowed down. Even I want to donate money. Zhao Xiong, can you give me an idea of how much money the Li royal family still needs?"

Zhao Ning's expression became serious as he calmly replied, "Thank you for your kind offer, but our Li royal family doesn't lack money!"

"Alright then!"

Mi Xingli shrugged. She was telling the truth. If the academy really needed money, she would be willing to donate everything she had, even if it meant losing everything.

Of course, the premise was that the academy was in the Kingdom of Chu.

As for the Kingdom of Li, forget it.

However, this "Zhao Ling" was a bit strange. When she came to the Kingdom of Li, she specifically researched the famous figures of the Zhao royal family and didn't find this person.

She didn't know where he came from, but not only was he close to Ying Wuji, but he could also enter the side hall with the other scholars.

It was quite bizarre.

Mi Xingli even suspected that he was the crown prince in disguise, but there was no reason for the crown prince to pretend to be such a person. Moreover, with her extensive experience in identifying fakes, she couldn't see any traces of disguise.

The royal family of Li was truly full of hidden talents!

Ying Wuji rolled his eyes. "Miss Mi is really cunning. After benefiting from us and eating our food for these days, she still wants to manipulate us with her words!"

"Ying Xiong, you're just joking!"

Mi Xingli smiled. "Nowadays, who among the Legalist scholars doesn't want to create a reform with their own hands? But all the countries are deeply mired in difficulties, making it difficult to find an opportunity for a breakthrough. Today, His Majesty the Li King is acting decisively, making us excited and eager to witness his methods. It's really hard to contain our excitement!

If we encounter difficulties during the reform, just let me know, and I will do my best to help!"

"Thank you then!"

Ying Wuji smiled. At first, he didn't understand why Mi Xingli approached them, but after spending these days together, he understood a little.

This girl really wanted to reform.

She was obsessed with it.

Unfortunately, she couldn't be of any help.

The Kingdom of Chu bordered the Kingdoms of Wei and Han, and if they were to demonstrate their military might, it would definitely have a great effect.

Unfortunately, the Kingdom of Chu was strong, unlike the Kingdom of Qian, which had just fought a major battle and was still recovering.

If they were to come and demonstrate, it might actually become a reality. Although the main impact would be on Wei and Han, who could guarantee that they wouldn't immediately implicate the Zhao family?

Mi Xingli was still itching. "Ying Xiong, Zhao Xiong, can't you reveal what was said in the side hall? I can swear that I won't tell anyone outside. The Zhao family has a blood oath, and our Mi family has something similar."

Ying Wuji: "..."

Zhao Ning: "..."

This person is really eager to learn!

Mi Xingli pursed her lips. "If you don't say it, then I'll guess! Is King Qian's plan... in the north?"

Upon hearing this, both Ying Wuji and Zhao Ning's expressions changed.

This girl really knows something!Mi Xingli smiled slightly, "It seems I guessed right. You two can rest assured, this is a model for the future reform of the Kingdom Chu, I have no reason to sabotage it. However, I was thinking, if the real goal is in the north, the royal family's financial gap is more than just a school palace, and Wei Han over there..."

Zhao Ning's expression was slightly cold, "Miss, don't you think you're talking too much?"

"This, this..."

Mi Xingli was a bit regretful, and apologized, "I'm sorry! I'm eager to learn and didn't mean to offend. Please forgive me, Brother Zhao!"

"Let's change the subject and have some tea!"

Ying Wuji poured two cups of clear tea, smilingly changing the subject, "By the way, Miss, why didn't I see Xiang Ding today? He used to always be by your side!"

"Him!"

Mi Xingli was a bit helpless, "A few days ago when we went hunting in the suburbs, we met a pair of sisters from Yan who came to study, and this big fool fell for the younger sister!"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but admire, "Young people are in the throes of first love. Brother Xiang has been able to accompany Miss in the past few days, he has done his duty!"

"Duty? Forget it!"

Mi Xingli rubbed her temples, "If it weren't for the fact that the sisters have many old friends in Jiang City and are busy visiting, they wouldn't have time, I'm afraid I wouldn't even see his shadow. Last night, the girl said she was free, and he flew up to her, and didn't come back all night."

At this moment.

"Knock!"

"Knock!"

"Knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

Ying Wuji asked, "Who is it?"

"Brother Ying, it's me!"

Xiang Ding's voice came from outside the door.

Ying Wuji got up and opened the door, feeling that Xiang Ding's slightly dark skin had turned a bit whiter.

But looking at it, it was still so dark, it seemed to be because his expression had improved.

He used to always have a stern face, like a master without feelings.

Now his face still didn't have much expression, but his facial muscles were much more relaxed, making him look quite amiable.

This is...

Ying Wuji glanced sideways and saw two beautiful women, exactly the look of Yan women.

"These two are..."

"Brother Ying, Miss! Let me introduce you."

Xiang Ding couldn't stop the smile on his face, "These two ladies are the daughters of the Qing family from Yan, the elder sister is Miss Qing Shu, and the younger sister is Miss Qing Ting..."

Qing Shu bowed her hands generously, "Nice to meet you, Miss, Master Wuji, Brother Zhao Ling!"

But Qing Ting was a bit shy, her head half lowered and she couldn't speak.

Xiang Ding whispered, "Little Dragonfly, it's time to speak..."

Zhao Ning: "......"

Ying Wuji: "......"

Mi Xingli: "......"

Little Dragonfly?

They looked at Qing Ting's shy appearance, then at Xiang Ding's warm and mighty expression, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Qing Shu sighed lightly and bowed her hands, "My younger sister has been sick at home for many years and rarely sees strangers, so she is a bit introverted. Please don't take offense!"

"No offense, no offense!"

Ying Wuji waved his hands repeatedly, but always felt that this matter was a bit exaggerated.

This Little Dragonfly is so shy, how did Xiang Ding win her over so quickly?

Could it be that this guy, with his cold face, is actually a pile driver?

I can't figure it out.

"Hahaha!"

Xiang Ding laughed awkwardly a few times, and quickly changed the subject, "What happened in the hall just now? It seemed quite lively!"

Mi Xingli shook her head, this way of changing the subject was too blunt, but she still said, "The students of the Hundred Families are thinking about raising money themselves, they want to help the royal family of the Great Li build the Great Li School Palace!"

Xiang Ding: "So that's what..."

At this moment.

"Damn!"

"Where did that Zhang kid run off to?"

"And the kid who donated money right after him, he's gone too!"

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang said that if the banquet ends and the school palace is not built, he will refund our money."

"That's right, don't panic, who ever heard of a scholar scamming money?"

"Refund my ass! When he was collecting money just now, he didn't even write a list, how is he going to refund?"

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"Haha..."

"That Zhang, I really want to marry your mother!"

Everyone: "......"

This is...

Scholars' money is really easy to scam.

The Qing sisters looked fresh and leaned on the railing to look down.

Just then.

The pattern on Qing Shu's neck fell into Ying Wuji's eyes.

Ying Wuji's heart clenched, damn, is this the Red Dust?

After watching the excitement for a while, Qing Shu turned around with a smile, "The Hundred Families Banquet is a mixed bag, you all must protect your money bags! Especially Master Wuji, you are known as the new God of Wealth in Jiang City!"

She was smiling, her eyes lingering on Ying Wuji for a long time.

Ying Wuji subconsciously touched the jade pendant at his waist and smiled slightly, "Don't worry..."

Xiang Ding laughed loudly, "Brother Ying! Although Miss Qing Shu is a woman, she often handles family business, and this time she specifically asked to come to the Kingdom Li, she wants to learn from your experience!"

Learn from my experience?

I'll teach you a lesson.

You big fool, when you see me normally, you don't even hide the contempt in your eyes.

Today you're so warm with me.

And you sent a big old man who has reached the Spirit Realm.

"The young lady has indeed admired Master Wuji for a long time, I wonder if I can sit closer!"

Qing Shu smiled slightly, although she was asking, she directly sat next to Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji: "......"

Damn!