Ying Wuji had actually finished making this glass mirror a long time ago.

Originally, he had planned to marry two princesses at the same time and then use it to live a good life.

With the addition of the jade soap and the mirror, the Kingdom of Li would not have to worry about money for a long time.

But unexpectedly, something happened.

So he decided to wait and observe. Because the Li royal family currently did not lack money, he could wait until he could safely gain custody of his child before taking out this thing.

But he didn't expect that this thing would be used on the Capital of the Great Ming first.

Ying Wuji looked at his face in the mirror and slowly recited the spell that Li Caitan had given him.

At first, it seemed like nothing had changed.

Only the people inside and outside were looking at each other.

But slowly, everything seemed different.

The person in the mirror tilted his head slightly...

And smiled?

There was a hint of arrogance in the smile.

Ying Wuji's heart skipped a beat, feeling a bit dangerous.

But when he touched the corner of his mouth, he realized that it had already slightly curved upwards at some point.

So it wasn't him who was smiling.

It was me?

Ying Wuji wasn't sure, but fortunately, this smile didn't become more exaggerated.

And perhaps he hadn't felt any other abnormalities for a long time.

Finally, the spell was finished.

But he didn't feel the sensation of crossing through space.

And everything he was feeling now was incredibly real.

"What's going on?"

"Could Li Caitan have deceived me?"

Ying Wuji played with the mirror in his left hand, feeling puzzled. He just wanted to give Li Caitan a slap.

Wait.

Left hand?

He quickly moved his hand and realized that all his actions had been mirrored.

And the impulse to slap Li Caitan hadn't dissipated for a long time.

"It seems like I've become a bit irritable."

Ying Wuji pondered, forcefully suppressing this irritable mood.

At the same time, he felt that his strength had also weakened by about thirty percent.

It was confirmed.

The strength of a normal person would be reduced by at least fifty percent. Twenty percent was due to the mirror, and thirty percent was due to the limitations of his true self.

But after calculating, Ying Wuji had only lost ten percent.

With his strength as a Superb Spirit Fetus, as long as he didn't encounter a strong person in the Soldier Realm, he shouldn't have any opponents.

He put the mirror away in his embrace.

Then he walked out of the training room with big strides.

The world seemed to be no different from the real world, except that the people who existed in the real world had become faint shadows.

He had transformed his appearance.

And completely concealed his aura.

He decided to first see what the Crimson City in the Capital of the Great Ming was like.

He had to be careful.

So, Ying Wuji spent a whole day exploring the entire Crimson City without attracting anyone's attention.

After this round, the things he saw were truly unbearable.

He saw more than twenty people gathered together, indulging in the Qiongong Ghost Face Flower.

He also saw a Spring Palace with a dozen people.

And various gambling dens where people were losing their minds.

It was exactly as Li Caitan had described.

The Capital of the Great Ming was a paradise for the fallen.

A pure city of gambling, drugs, and prostitution.

Ying Wuji naturally despised this, but he also had an inexplicable urge to join them.

This urge made him quite anxious.

As Mi Xingli had said, in this place, he must not indulge in his true self.

The true self was all about primitive desires, and once one fell into the abyss of gambling, drugs, and prostitution, there was no possibility of escape.

Most of the peripheral members of the Wumei Sect were people who couldn't escape from this abyss of desire.

It was said that when the Wumei Sect was first established, many people indulged in it and didn't even do their work for the Wumei Sect, living in a drunken dream all day long.

But the true core circle, or the potential future core circle, did not indulge in these temptations.

It wasn't because they had lost their desires.

It was because they had modified their desires.

This was the difference between indulging in the true self and cultivating the true self.

"This Wumei Sect is not simple."

Ying Wuji pinched his chin and looked at the high-level members of the Wumei Sect with a slightly higher gaze, but it was only a slight gaze.

The Capital of the Great Ming was too big.

He had no time to entangle with these small fries. His only goal for coming here this time was to destroy the Moye Stele.

"Nangong Yan is definitely related to the Wumei Sect, but she is definitely not part of the mainstream power of the Wumei Sect."

"Otherwise, with the number of people in the Wumei Sect, she could do whatever she wanted with the Moye Stele."

"The Wumei Sect cannot be unaware of the relationship between the Capital of the Great Ming and the real world, so there must be many people guarding it."

"Nangong Yan wanting to get close to the Moye Stele is definitely impossible with just Li Caitan. Her bigger goal should be to obtain the Primordial True Qi."

"The forces behind Nangong Yan will probably provide her with a lot of assistance."

"The old man will probably send in a lot of people. This will be a complete melee!"

A melee...

Ying Wuji pondered. This would definitely be a grand event, but it wouldn't be particularly difficult for him.

In the Wumei Sect, the Awakening God Realm was definitely the high-level, but the Soldier Realm was quite rare due to their cultivation path. The main force was actually the Fetus Transformation Realm.

And because the Wumei Sect had almost absolute dominance over the Capital of the Great Ming, the defense around the Moye Stele was not particularly strong, even if it was strong.

This melee.

He only had one way.

That was to rely on the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Technique to become invisible and act as the sixth brother.

This path was quite easy to take because what others were doing was very complicated, but he only needed to destroy the Moye Stele with three strikes.

With his Superb Spirit Fetus and various divine abilities.

Being the sixth brother was no problem at all.

"The only problem is, how do I get there!"

This was the most troublesome problem for Ying Wuji.All mirrors are entrances to the Capital of the Great Ming, but the entrance must also be the exit. I entered the Capital of the Great Ming from the training room of the Marquis's Mansion, and I will also leave from this place.

However, the location of the Mu Ye Monument is in Anyi, on the border of Qianli, which is quite far from Jiangcheng.

Even if I use the Seven Star Steps the whole way, it will still take at least three days.

Either stay in the Capital of the Great Ming for three days.

Or secretly sneak to Anyi in three days.

Because at the current stage, I have no reason to go into seclusion for a long time. Understanding supreme techniques does not require continuous seclusion, and breaking through the embryonic transformation stage does not require rushing through the stages.

Disappearing for three days at this critical moment is likely to raise suspicions.

"So..."

Ying Wuji pondered and took out a mirror from his pocket, returning to the training room.

Immediately, he took out strands of wood silk from the jade bracelet, infused them with true energy, shaping them into the appearance of his own meridians. Then, he poured his essence, energy, and spirit into them, condensing them into a puppet made of flesh and blood based on his meridians.

Finally, with a surge of true energy, the puppet turned into an identical body.

This is the external incarnation technique that burst out from Lao Bi Deng's body.

Both bodies are the original body.

But they share one CPU.

If the strength is up to standard, it represents double combat power.

But for Ying Wuji, this thing is quite useless because it is difficult for him to control two bodies at the same time. He can only make the two bodies do different things with great effort, which doubles the consumption and occasionally causes conflicts.

If he wants one body to enter a high-intensity state, he can only put the other body in a semi-idle mode.

Similar to being in a coma.

However, this time, he can completely manipulate it.

Then, the original body pretends to go crazy and stays idle in front of everyone, while the external incarnation enjoys being the sixth person in the Capital of the Great Ming.

Who would suspect me?

Taking advantage of the dusk, he quickly let the external incarnation enter the Capital of the Great Ming.

It actually worked!

He closed his eyes and felt it.

As long as the original body enters idle mode, the external incarnation in the Capital of the Great Ming will not be affected at all.

Hehehe!

He let the training room of the external incarnation enter a dormant state.

Ying Wuji opened his eyes and directly left the underground training room.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Hua Chao, who was writing a script under the green lamp.

Hua Chao heard the sound of the door opening and exclaimed in surprise, "Wuji! You came out of seclusion so quickly?"

She thought she wouldn't see Ying Wuji for a long time.

But he closed his seclusion yesterday evening.

And he came out today evening.

Ying Wuji let her hold his arm and smiled, "I was just comprehending techniques, not going into seclusion to rush through the stages. How long could it possibly delay? But what are you doing here? All I see are knives and swords, and no warm stove."

The training room is divided into two floors.

The underground floor is used for more intense cultivation, while the above ground floor is used for practicing weapons.

In the place for cultivation, there naturally wouldn't be things like warm stoves.

He touched Hua Chao's hand and indeed felt that it was a bit cold.

Hua Chao pursed her lips and smiled, "There's usually no one here, it's not much different from a study. I'm here to revise the script and wait for you at the same time."

"But your hands are cold!"

"It's okay! I'm cultivating, it won't affect me!"

"Alright!"

Ying Wuji felt that her true energy was indeed much stronger, with half of Tang Tang's true essence. With her cultivation speed, she could probably condense a spirit fetus of fourth rank or higher in less than a year.

However...

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he felt.

This kind of similar true energy could possibly feel familiar when they get close to each other.

If they were in a restrained state, they would only feel familiarity.

But once they started fighting, with Tang Tang's cultivation, she would definitely discover that it was her own true energy.

So.

Try not to let the two of them meet.

Even if they do meet, Hua Chao must never take action.

However, Tang Tang rarely leaves the palace, and with him mediating between them, they shouldn't easily meet.

Hua Chao also has a good temper and cultivates solely for preserving her youth. It's basically impossible for her to attack someone.

This extreme situation should not happen... right?

Hua Chao asked softly, "Wuji, did something unhappy happen?"

"No!"

"Then why are you frowning?"

"Oh! I encountered some small problems in cultivation."

Ying Wuji glanced at the script in her hand and changed the topic with a smile, "This script for 'The Butterfly Lovers' is almost perfect. Once it's released, the theater troupe's business will definitely boom again."

"Of course! This is our hard work!"

Hua Chao was quite confident. She really liked this script for 'The Butterfly Lovers', and the noble ladies in Jiangcheng also enjoyed watching this kind of romantic story.

Once this script is released, the theater troupe's business will definitely not be bad.

A smile appeared on her face, "The actors in the theater troupe have rehearsed almost enough. After I finish revising this final draft, we can rehearse for one more day and then it can be performed. These days, those foreign merchants have been arguing with us over the ownership of the theater. After this script is released, they probably won't argue with us anymore."

"Of course!"

Ying Wuji hugged her waist, "Our theater troupe can't be supported by the boss lady alone."

Hearing the term "boss lady," Hua Chao blushed slightly. She wrapped her arms around Ying Wuji's neck and lightly kissed his lips.

...

The next few days passed peacefully.

Ying Wuji appeared in front of Zhao Ji several times, showing off his achievement of being able to split space with his sword, occasionally causing his true energy to become chaotic.Zhao Ji scolded him for a whole hour, saying that Wuji's techniques were too aggressive and that he should not rush his cultivation, otherwise he might go astray. He warned him to be cautious in his future comprehension, otherwise he would become useless and the royal family would not support him in his old age.

When scolded, Ying Wuji had a very good attitude.

However, his chaotic true energy still appeared from time to time, but it remained within an acceptable range.

Zhao Ji was helpless about this situation and could only ask the imperial physician to prescribe some remedies for him, and then focus on political affairs.

On the other hand, Ying Wuji's days were much more enjoyable.

During the day, he accompanied Tang Tang to go shopping.

At night, he had dinner with Hua Chao.

The activities of the two women did not overlap much, and they did not encounter any accidents in the past few days.

The days passed peacefully and harmoniously.

The overall atmosphere in Jiangcheng seemed to be the same.

The major families seemed to be enjoying the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

Until one day.

At midnight.

Chongli Palace.

The loud voice of Li Gonggong rang out.

"Your Majesty, Lord Fuma has arrived!"

"Let him in!"

After a while.

Ying Wuji respectfully greeted Zhao Ji, "Father King! It's so late, why did you summon me?"

Zhao Ji scolded with a stern face, "What do you think I want? If someone else asked me like this, they would have been chopped up and thrown out to feed the dogs long ago! You, this little brat, have been living carefree these days, accompanying this person and that person!

Have you comprehended the heavens and the earth? Or have you been immersed in studying the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar'?

It's fine if you slack off in your cultivation.

But you don't even care about political affairs.

If it continues like this,

how can I trust you to be Ning'er's right-hand man?"

The scolding was loud.

Even the eunuchs and palace maids outside the palace could hear it clearly. It had been a long time since the Emperor had been so angry.

Ying Wuji quickly admitted his mistake, "I know my mistake, I will change immediately!"

Change immediately?

Will you dare to do it next time!

I have hinted to you many times these days, pretending not to understand, right?

Zhao Ji glared at Ying Wuji. He loved and hated him for this. He was originally a talented minister, but how did he fall into the trap of love?

He had been a father for such a long time, but he had never been so frustrated when teaching Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning was talented in every aspect and extremely self-disciplined. Unless he actively requested it, he would not do anything that would affect national affairs and cultivation.

Unlike this brat.

After tasting the sweetness, he didn't care about anything important.

But unfortunately, this was not all bad.

Although Zhao Ji was angry at Ying Wuji, he was becoming more and more relieved of him these days. According to his original expectations, after gaining favor, Ying Wuji would definitely pursue power in order to secure his position.

If that were the case, after the reform was completed, this brat would definitely become the first powerful minister, especially since the Crown Prince would also be his son by then.

His ambition might expand to an unimaginable extent.

But now, it seemed just right!

If you push him, he will move.

If you don't push him, he will lie down.

Great!

Ying Wuji saw that Zhao Ji scolded him so vigorously, but his emotional bar remained stable. He knew that his recent performance had achieved its purpose.

He smiled awkwardly, "Father King! Actually, it's not entirely my fault for this matter, because you also said that Cai Mei can only go out during the New Year. I thought that I couldn't help with the important matters these days, so I could accompany her and prevent her from feeling sad about not being able to leave the palace in a few days."

Zhao Ji raised an eyebrow, "Oh? What, do you want me to praise you as a great romantic?"

Ying Wuji felt a little embarrassed, "If you want to praise, it's not impossible!"

"Have some shame!"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh at him. He stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright! After these few days, Cai Mei can leave the palace for two hours every three days. I treat her as my own daughter, so naturally I don't want her to be confined. However, she needs to avoid contact with the Li family. Do you understand what I mean?"

Ying Wuji naturally understood.

Before Li Cai Tan had an accident, he had a very unpleasant relationship with the Li family.

Tang Tang voluntarily entered the palace, and her relationship with the Li family was a bit strained.

But this did not affect their status as members of the Li family. How could the Li family allow their investments to go out of control?

Tang Tang had always been in contact with the Li family, but because of the relationship with Qingjiang Palace, the contact was not particularly close.

If she went out too frequently, the Li family would definitely create opportunities to meet, and there would always be accidents. Moreover, the Li family's methods were unpredictable. If Zhao Ning's secret was exposed because of this, it would not be worth it.

He quickly assured, "Thank you, Father King! When Cai Mei leaves the palace, I will make sure that the Li family cannot get close."

He would tell Tang Tang this news later. She should be very happy!

Zhao Ji nodded, "Starting from tomorrow, everything will be as usual. You must cultivate for no less than two hours under my supervision every day, and stay in Chongli Palace for no less than four hours. Do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand!"

Ying Wuji nodded repeatedly. From today onwards, he would return to the days of working eight hours a day.

Zhao Ji looked at him and shook his head helplessly. Although this brat was talented, he didn't have much experience in handling political affairs. During these days, he had practically taught him hand in hand.

He made progress quickly.

But he was still far from being a great minister.

Such a good seedling, but he was delayed by Ying Yue for so many years.

He really didn't know what the Qian King was thinking.

Zhao Ji handed him a booklet, "Take a look!"

"Okay!"

Ying Wuji took the booklet and glanced at Zhao Ji before opening it. He found that although Zhao Ji's expression seemed calm, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly curl up.

This was a good sign!

He opened the booklet.

Sure enough!

Ying Wuji exclaimed in surprise, "In just a few days, the first batch of commoners have already escaped to the new land? And there are so many of them?"

In recent days, Zhao Ji had been focusing on the new land.And made a prediction, based on the situation of the Zhao family restraining the Wei and Han families, it is estimated that at least thirty thousand households will be able to escape to the new land, and the first batch of commoners should arrive in about ten days.

But now, the first batch of commoners arrived two days ahead of schedule.

This is undoubtedly a great thing.

Although Ying Wuji had known about it early on, he still couldn't help but be excited: "According to this calculation, at least fifty thousand households will be able to migrate to the new land! If we're lucky, it might even reach seventy to eighty thousand!"

"Just seventy to eighty thousand, and you're already this excited. How unbecoming!"

Although Zhao Ji scolded with a stern face, the slight movement of his beard exposed his inner unease.

If there were only thirty thousand households, the remaining population would need to be supplemented by many small families and the Zhao family. Although it would be within the controllable range, it would undoubtedly cause a lot of internal conflicts.

But if there were seventy to eighty thousand, he would have confidence and completely control the new land.

Although he promised that the military expenses and taxes for the Zhao family would not be reduced, no one would be able to take power over the affairs of the new land from his hands. Even if the descendants of the Zhao family wanted to become officials, they would have to go through the examination at the Great Li Academy.

Indeed, the Zhao family's descendants would occupy many official positions.

But those selected were all capable and practical individuals. These people with real talent and ability would often strive to achieve their ambitions, and the chances of being influenced by Zhao Ying, that old man, were extremely low.

What a good thing!

When Zhao Ji received this news just now, he laughed so much that his mouth almost split, but he was bitter because there was no one to share it with.

The queen didn't like political affairs and would only bring smiles when called.

The princess under his knees was not useful, and she wouldn't say anything other than "congratulations, father".

Luo Yan's health was getting worse, busy with official duties during the day and sleeping as soon as night fell.

Counting carefully.

It seemed that only this brat could share it.

So he had Li Gonggong bring this brat to the palace overnight.

Seeing Ying Wuji's excited appearance of someone who had never seen the world.

Zhao Ji felt even more delighted: "You can start preparing the resources for the new land. After the commoners arrive, Luo Xiang will bring them all over in the spring."

"Yes!"

Ying Wuji nodded. After the new land was built, although all political affairs would be handled by Zhao Ning, it would give her prestige.

But she wanted to supervise the country.

There must be someone in the new land who could oversee the overall situation, and Luo Yan was the most suitable.

Zhao Ji smiled and threw a book and a token to Ying Wuji: "Later, take the money from the national treasury and the jade soap factory to exchange for cultivation resources!"

"Alright!"

Ying Wuji saw the abundant resources on it and laughed so much that his mouth almost twisted.

All of these...

are mine!

...

The father-in-law and son-in-law in the palace laughed happily.

But the Wei and Han families couldn't find a reason to laugh.

Especially the Han family, the atmosphere became increasingly heavy, almost suffocating.

What is going on!

How did these commoners break through the layers of blockade by the Han family and escape to the new land?

And they specifically chose the mountain route to travel.

How did so many people manage to escape the pursuit of the officials?

How did these commoners know the way?

There must be a force helping them!

But why can't we find any trace of this force?

Every member of the Han family felt suffocated in their chests.

The Han family couldn't catch their breath.

Not to mention the Zheng family.

When Zheng Lian came to Jiang, he only brought seven or eight people, half of whom were servants. The remaining few people couldn't sleep well every day, and even if they fell asleep, they would be awakened by nightmares.

Because...

The Zheng family had a problem!

While the Han and Tu families were confronting the Zhao family's army and searching for the refugees everywhere.

Several troublemakers from the Zheng family emerged, not cooperating with the officials of the Han family, and causing quite a negative impact.

Especially in recent days, there have been continuous flow of refugees entering the Great Li's new land through the Zheng family's territory, making the relationship between the Han and Zheng families even more tense.

Even though the situation of the Han family was not much better than the Wei family's.

But it didn't stop the Han family from putting the blame on the Zheng family.

Now the atmosphere between the Han and Zheng families was not just tense, it was on the verge of violence.

Zheng Lian, the old master of the Zheng family, used to be a spirited old man. Now he would lose a handful of hair every day. It had only been a few days, but he seemed like a completely different person, with a haggard expression and lifeless eyes. His eyebrows had never relaxed since they furrowed.

But fortunately, the Han family hadn't done anything to them yet.

They just asked them to stay in their respective courtyards and not go out.

The dishes were still sumptuous.

They were still treated as honored guests.

But no matter how sumptuous the dishes were, it was difficult to make people happy.

Zheng Lian stared blankly at the accumulated snow in the corner of the courtyard, his expression slightly dazed.

"Father!"

Zheng Yuan took out a large cloak and draped it over Zheng Lian's shoulders, afraid that he would catch a cold due to his weak body.

Zheng Lian sighed deeply, "Yuan'er, do you regret it?"

Hearing this question, Zheng Yuan fell silent for a long time. When she married into the family, Zheng Lian was still the head of the Zheng family. This marriage was a great help for Han Zhe to seize the position of family head. After the marriage, Han Zhe treated her with all kinds of care, and she played the role of a good wife without any desires. The two of them appeared to be a loving couple.

Zheng Yuan enjoyed this kind of life, even though she knew that her husband was not a good person.

First, it was Han Xie.

Then it was Han Wei.

One committed suicide, the other had his tongue cut off.

Some people would say that Han Xie did it for the sake of the family, and Han Wei was ignorant and brought it upon himself.

What Han Zhe did was for the greater good, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Zheng Yuan also knew that from the perspective of the family, Han Zhe was not wrong.

But even if it was for the sake of the family, as a father, you should still have some reluctance to send your own son to his death, right?

Unfortunately, Zheng Yuan didn't see a trace of pain in Han Zhe's eyes.

These two young men were not Zheng Yuan's biological sons, so she naturally wouldn't feel too distressed. But whenever she thought of Han Zhe's numb gaze, she would feel a chill all over her body.

Finally.

It was their turn.

Zheng Yuansi had no doubt that her usually amiable husband would abandon their family in order to secure the position of family head.

Han Juan was his only legitimate son.

But with a different main wife, he could have more legitimate sons.

Zheng Yuansi forced a bitter smile, "I have no regrets. I was prepared for this since the day I married into this family."

Zheng Lian sighed deeply.

In fact, when the Zheng family gave up their country and voluntarily merged with the Han family, he was also prepared for everything.

In this world, there was no logic in trying to take advantage of a tiger's skin.

Could a lamb willingly offer half of its meat and become brothers with a wolf?

It was such a simple logic.

Of course, he could understand it.

But at that time, the Zheng family had already lost the spirit of "rather be jade shattered than tile complete" and still hoped to maintain their noble status after surrendering.

Indeed.

They enjoyed it for several decades.

But it was only for those few decades.

He hoped that after the conflict broke out, the young people of the Zheng family would realize the situation and willingly give up all their power, so that the bloodline could continue.

Zheng Lian turned to look inside the house, where his grandson was meditating next to the fireplace.

His face was still pale, and his body was sitting crookedly, still not recovered from the backlash of the Moye Stele.

At that moment.

There was a knock on the door.

Zheng Lian's voice was hoarse, "Come in!"

"Creak!"

The door opened.

Han Zhe walked in with big strides, a smile on his face that was difficult to discern whether it was genuine or fake, "Father-in-law, Madam! I have something to discuss with Juan'er."

Han Juan heard the voice and a smile appeared on his lips.

He walked out unsteadily, "Father, let's go!"

Then, under the worried gaze of Zheng Lian and Zheng Yuansi, he walked out of the courtyard with Han Zhe.

The courtyard door closed.

Silence along the way.

Finally, they arrived at Han Zhe's seclusion place.

Han Zhe took out a bundle of energy from his pocket.

Soon, the energy transformed into the appearance of Nangong Yan.

She looked at Han Juan with a smile that was not a smile, "Little Daoist, have you figured it out?"

There was a hint of disdain in her eyes, as if she was already certain that she had a hold on Han Juan.

Han Zhe narrowed his eyes.

Although he didn't participate in the conversation that night, he vaguely guessed Nangong Yan's intentions.

To force Zhao Ying to open the tomb plate, it was likely that they needed Han Juan's help.

And the exchange condition.

Should be the future of the Zheng family.

Now, Nangong Yan's power was the driving force behind the formation of the Ji clan alliance.

If Han Juan could make great contributions to the establishment of the Ji clan alliance, the situation might be reversed.

Faced with this condition.

Even if his son had no desires or demands, he was afraid...

Han Juan smiled faintly, "I have figured it out. I won't participate in this matter!"

"What!"

"What!"

Both of them were shocked.

Nangong Yan didn't understand, wasn't this person afraid of death?

Han Zhe's expression became gloomy, "Juan'er, do you know what this means for you?"

Han Juan thought for a moment, "Does it mean that I can live a few more years?"

"You..."

Han Zhe's tone was somewhat resentful, "Your choice is not only about your own life and death, but also about me and the entire Zheng family!"

Han Juan retorted, "If I make great contributions while bearing the blame, can the Han and Zheng families share weal and woe and be destroyed on the same day?"

Han Zhe: "..."

This question really left him silent.

The existence of the Zheng family greatly affected the administrative efficiency of the Han family.

This can be seen from the recent migration incident. The current Han family has reached a consensus.

If the Han family wants to establish a country and rise, the Zheng family must be dealt with.

Even if Han Juan made great contributions while bearing the blame, it would only delay a few years.

His son has never been interested in the current situation.

But it doesn't mean he has no understanding.

"So in the end, it's all for yourself."

Han Juan smiled lazily, "Father, I still think that after realizing the truth, it's better to end it early than to struggle in the mortal world. Master told me to understand the secular world, and I think I have understood it. I should thank you for that."

This sentence was full of sarcasm.

But in Han Juan's eyes, Han Zhe couldn't find any trace of mockery.

He... seemed to be genuinely grateful to himself.

Nangong Yan's eyes were mocking, "Han Daoist, are you sure? I do hope you will help, but it doesn't mean it won't work without you. The result will be the same. Why sacrifice your life in vain?"

Han Juan's smile had a hint of playfulness, "Miss Nangong, do you know what divination is?"

Nangong Yan: "..."

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This Han Juan could see through the world's situation, how could he believe in his own result?

Nangong Yan felt that she was being mocked and couldn't help but feel a hint of anger.

She looked at Han Zhe, "Han Shibo! It seems that there is no point in discussing this matter?"

"Yes."

Han Zhe nodded, not intending to persuade Han Juan any further, because from beginning to end, he never felt that he could control this son.

He looked at Han Juan and spoke calmly, "Juan'er, go back and rest for now!"

"Okay!"

Han Juan stood up and stretched lazily, then slowly prepared to leave.

He looked at ease.

As if nothing could bother him.

Just as he was about to step out of the door.

Nangong Yan's voice sounded, "Han Shibo, it seems that your Han family will be able to keep another group of geniuses."

Upon hearing this sentence.

Han Zhe's pupils constricted. He knew that Nangong Yan was suggesting that he use Han Juan as a sacrifice.

He subconsciously looked at Han Juan and found that his son only paused for a moment, shook his head with a smile, and then turned and left.

Han Zhe sighed inwardly, then looked at Nangong Yan, "How confident are you this time?"

Nangong Yan smiled confidently, "Ninety percent!"

...

Another day.

The sun slowly set in the west.In the Chongli Palace.

Zhao Ji put down the official document and looked up at the sun.

It should be about time.

According to the information provided by Li Caitan and Han Juan, Nangong Yan's people should take action today.

"The Muye Stele..."

Zhao Ji smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling a bit complicated.

In fact, after the burial ceremony, he had discussed this matter with Ying Wuji.

When he asked Ying Wuji for his opinion, Ying Wuji said that without breaking, there would be no establishment, and he could consider drastic measures.

But as the King of Li, how could he bear to take drastic measures?

Those officials selected from the common people would indeed be grateful to the royal family in the early stages, but once they established themselves, were they really more trustworthy than the royal family?

Zhao Ji refuted Ying Wuji at that time.

That kid just smiled and said that he didn't have the burden of family and country on him, so he could talk freely without any pressure. He told Zhao Ji to treat it as if he was talking in his sleep and not take it too seriously.

He was really cunning.

Seeing the shadow on the ground getting longer and longer.

Zhao Ji finally moved his feet and walked into the underground palace of Chongli Palace.

When he stepped into the underground palace, he glanced at a stone room, which was where Ying Wuji practiced.

He felt a bit emotional. Since he pulled Ying Wuji out of the gentle town to practice, this kid's understanding of the world had made great progress. He was contemplating every day in the underground palace.

If he could maintain this momentum all the time, he might really break through the realm of enlightenment before the age of thirty.

What a treasure he had picked up!

Zhao Ji didn't disturb him, but turned and entered another stone room.

As soon as the stone door opened, thirty to fifty people all bowed down.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"No need for formalities!"

Zhao Ji glanced at them with a solemn gaze.

These people were all extremely determined experts, and each of them had a bronze mirror in front of them. These bronze mirrors were all made by masters and looked extremely clear and pure, each one of them was valuable.

They were the people Zhao Ji was preparing to send to the Capital of the Great Ming.

They were also people ready to die at any time.

The environment in the Capital of the Great Ming was extremely harsh for ordinary people.

At this moment.

Another person appeared silently in the stone room, it was Zhao Kui, who was in charge of guarding Li Caitan.

Zhao Kui's voice was low and hoarse: "Your Majesty! Li Caitan has already gone to the Capital of the Great Ming. Nangong Yan gave her an address, and Nangong Yan's people will be waiting for her in the gambling house in the north of Anyi City. After a quarter of an hour, the Li Residence will react without arousing suspicion."

"Alright!"

Zhao Ji nodded. Li Caitan had taken the Corpse Heart Pill and was a loyal member during the duration of the pill's effect.

He needed to provide all the cover for Li Caitan.

When Li Caitan left the Capital of the Great Ming, the forces behind Nangong Yan would definitely rescue her, and the guards of the Li Residence would send Li Caitan to the Ji Clan Alliance as an undercover agent in a very brutal way.

But these were all things to be discussed later.

Zhao Ji nodded, "Let's go! After entering the Capital of the Great Ming, secretly head to Anyi, and make some noise after arriving, alerting our sect and letting our sect deal with Nangong Yan's group. If our sect can't stop them, you will personally take action."

"Yes!"

Zhao Kui nodded and then, together with the group of dead soldiers, stood in front of the bronze mirrors and recited an incantation.

Ten breaths later.

In the stone room, there were only dozens of bronze mirrors left, except for Zhao Ji.

"Phew..."

Zhao Ji let out a long breath. The Capital of the Great Ming was the home field of their sect, and these dead soldiers were already restricted everywhere, and they also had to face Nangong Yan's well-planned actions.

Although they could borrow strength to fight, this operation was still not optimistic.

If they really couldn't stop them, they would have to open the burial ceremony.

He shook his head and prepared to leave the underground palace.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely distorted fluctuation.

"Wait!"

"What is this..."

Zhao Ji's pupils contracted, suddenly feeling a sense of unease.

He quickly pushed open the door of Ying Wuji's stone room and found that this kid had collapsed on the ground, his face extremely pale, and his body twitching uncontrollably.

The true energy in his body was extremely chaotic, running rampant.

It was a sign of going berserk.

This is bad!

This kid's evil technique of Ying Thirteen has caused a hidden ailment, and it actually broke out at this time.

Zhao Ji picked him up and quickly left the underground palace.

"Imperial Physician!"

"Summon the Imperial Physician!"

...

An hour later.

The seven imperial physicians all withdrew their true energy at the same time. Each of them had a pale face, and there were fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, obviously being tossed around by Ying Wuji.

Zhao Ji's voice was somewhat urgent, "What's the situation?"

The leading imperial physician's expression was solemn, "The Marquis's true energy has stabilized. If it's only a problem with his true energy, he will recover within ten days."

Recovering in ten days.

Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he discovered it early, otherwise if Ying Wuji was crippled due to going berserk, the loss to the royal family would be great.

Wait, the imperial physician's words don't seem right!

He frowned, "What do you mean, he has other injuries?"

The imperial physicians looked at each other, their expressions getting worse one by one.

Finally, the chief imperial physician took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly, "Your Majesty! The Marquis's condition is simply unheard of! His spiritual soul is extremely weak, even weaker than ordinary birds and beasts.

Compared to the injury to his spiritual soul, the loss of control of his true energy is simply insignificant!

The Marquis... I'm afraid he won't live for more than three days!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Although he was in standby mode, he vaguely heard this sentence.

What the hell?

Why can't I live for more than three days?

I was just in standby mode for a while, how did my spiritual soul get severely injured?

But thinking about it carefully, it's easy to misunderstand when so much energy is separated from the body.

This fucking...

The act of going berserk.

It seems like it was overdone!

Now his external incarnation is rushing at high intensity, and a part of his consciousness being separated causes considerable consumption.

Moreover, Zhao Ji had mastered the art of external incarnation. If he saw any signs, it would be bad.

Should I wait and see?

"What!"

Zhao Ji's face changed dramatically: "Is there a cure?"

The chief royal physician nervously said: "I'm sorry, I'm powerless..."

"Bastard! It's just a cultivation mishap, how could it be so serious? Don't make excuses for your incompetence!"

Zhao Ji was furious: "I command you to save him. If he loses his energy, you will accompany him in the funeral feast!"

The royal physicians were immediately panicked, and they all knelt on the ground: "We will do our best!"

Zhao Ji didn't care about their pleas at all, he just threw them a bronze token: "You can use any spiritual medicine in the national treasury, I just want Ying Wuji to live!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The royal physicians were terrified, but they could only pick up the token and flee.

Zhao Ji sat down next to Ying Wuji in a daze, unable to understand what was going on.

This kid's energy has been in chaos for a long time, and it's not impossible for him to be possessed by demons, but this kind of possession only affects the energy, the spirit would not have such a big problem.

He has been comprehending the natural world recently, and his progress is terrifying.

Could it be...

Did I push him too hard for quick success, which caused damage to his spirit?

There's only one explanation!

But the kid I've been cultivating for so long, is he just gone? Who will assist Ning'er when Luo Yan is not around?

This kid has given so much to the royal family, but he hasn't enjoyed any of the fruits of his labor!

Even if the king is heartless.

Faced with this situation, he can't help but feel regret.

Zhao Ji patted Ying Wuji's hand: "It's all my fault!"

Ying Wuji: "......"

He didn't feel guilty about acting at all.

But hearing Zhao Ji blame himself.

He felt so despicable.

Under the emotional fluctuation, his eyelids moved subconsciously.

Zhao Ji quickly noticed this and was overjoyed: "Is this..."

The queen on the side was happy: "The child can hear you!"

"Of course!"

Zhao Ji was both happy and worried: "But what's the use of hearing me? His spirit is too weak, it's like he's about to die..."

The queen shook her head: "Not necessarily! Your Majesty, man can conquer nature! If his spirit is really too weak to recover, why can he hear you?"

"This..."

Zhao Ji didn't know how to explain.

The queen quickly said: "Your Majesty! This child has been neglected since he was a child, but now he has you as a father, and he has several beloved women. Although Ning'er is not here, there are Cai Mei and Luo Xiang's illegitimate daughter. If he can hear these two children's voices, how can he bear to die!"

"True! True!"

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up: "It's not enough to have them, I will summon everyone who is familiar with him. Xuan Ji, you go and bring Cai Mei, don't alarm others."

Ying Wuji: "......"

I was almost moved to tears just now.

What do you mean by suddenly doing this?

A sudden major recovery of the spirit is too abnormal.

But a slight recovery should be fine.

He moved his lips, his voice weak: "Father, no need, I'm fine..."

"Wuji, don't get excited, rest!"

The queen was both worried and caring: "Your Majesty, look! Just hearing the name, he has a reaction."

Zhao Ji: "What are you waiting for? Call them over quickly!"

Ying Wuji: "???"

(End of the chapter)