A joyful voice rang out, "That's right, we're blood relatives. Even if I bully you, it's considered teaching, and Master won't blame me."
"Yes, I was delayed and didn't complete Master's task because I wanted to spend time with my family, it wasn't because I was playing around."
The little girl jumped off the bed, put her hands on her hips, and said arrogantly, "During this ritual, my master will use magic to connect the Yin and Yang realms to see me. You know how to talk to me, right?"
His dark hair was still wrapped around his ankle, and a slight stinging pain came through him. Li Yue struggled to stay upright and nodded vigorously in agreement.
I need to discuss with my ministers how to skillfully file a complaint!
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This incident inevitably spread, and everyone knew that Ling Xiao's legendary master was coming to see his disciple.
Teachers were extremely important to people in ancient times; the saying goes, "Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, and Teacher are all of these."
From the few words Ling Xiao revealed, everyone could vaguely guess that after her death, she was probably raised by this master, which allowed her to transform from a wandering ghost.
Now is the time to latch onto a powerful figure!
Wang Yi and a group of senior officials decisively rejected the emperor's proposal.
They lined up and patiently advised him, saying that even strangers shouldn't interfere with family matters. Your Majesty, which little ant are you, going to complain to the big boss?
He then expressed his boundless admiration for the founding emperor and his strong desire to express it fully.
Li Yue feigned embarrassment, much like a young widow, both yearning for love and somewhat reserved.
The words were ambiguous, hinting at something more.
Song Ren was the most talented and a leading figure in contemporary literature. His magnificent essay "Remembering Emperor Taizu" was beautifully written, with a relaxed style, and his talent was so unrestrained that it became an instant bestseller.
Scholars and literati responded enthusiastically, and a large number of excellent poems, long poems, and magnificent essays emerged in the literary world in a short period of time.
The people's enthusiasm for the various deeds of Emperor Taizu has been rekindled. He was a man of great talent and strategy who rose from humble beginnings to save the people from suffering!
Song Ren smiled leisurely, holding a white jade chess piece in his hand. "Now Your Majesty won't feel comfortable leaving me behind."
For every plan you devise, there is a countermeasure. Prime Minister Wang came up with a unique idea: he invited the meritorious nobles from the founding of the dynasty.
They jointly petitioned to worship the founding emperor, and the old ladies and gentlemen of each family took turns going to the palace to harass the emperor and empress, shamelessly crying about the past.
This man, carrying a basket of cherries, said that his father once led troops a thousand miles to rescue Emperor Taizu, and without drinking a drop of water, he picked wild cherries and offered them to Emperor Taizu first.
Tomorrow, she will hold the Empress Dowager's hand and weep for her father-in-law, who suffered too many injuries for the sake of the great cause and died before he turned fifty.
The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each displaying their unique abilities.
Soon news came from the palace that they were permitted to go. Wang Yi clapped his hands and laughed, while his son praised his father for having the wisdom of Zhang Liang.
Suddenly, the steward entered with a troubled expression, hands in his sleeves and a forced smile. "Prime Minister, you want me to keep an eye on Minister Xu, he..."
"Has he run out of ideas?" Wang Yi excitedly interrupted the butler, muttering to himself:
"The scholars and nobles have all been divided up by me and Lao Song; no matter what, they'll have to bow their heads."
It was like drinking a sip of ice-cold plum juice on a sweltering summer day; Prime Minister Wang felt refreshed from every pore.
The eldest son lowered his head and chuckled to himself. His father, a prime minister, was actually putting on an act by arguing with Minister Xu.
When they see one of them having a bad time, the others will clap and cheer, and they will often trip each other up. But when it comes to real fighting, they won't do it.
The steward gave a wry smile. "No, Lord Xu... he helped his aunt to the palace!"
Aunt? Wang Yi was puzzled at first, his two long eyebrows furrowing together.
Suddenly, he realized why Xu Yan, who was eight years younger than him, could become the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat.
His mother was the third daughter of the founding emperor, the Grand Princess of the Qing Kingdom!
Princess Qing died young, and Xu Yan was also very talented, so over time this relationship was forgotten.
However, although Princess Qingguo passed away early, there was still a Grand Princess in the royal family, whose title was Weiguo, and she was his so-called aunt.
Wang Yi's eyes widened, and he roared in exasperation, "I'm furious!"
After the Grand Princess of Wei entered, the members of the royal family also made frequent movements, exchanging winks and glances with Li Yue.
At this time, the dynasty had only lasted for three generations, and the number of members of the imperial clan was not large. They were all descendants of the founding emperor, so how could they be left out when worshipping the ancestors?
As various factions clamored for the anniversary of Emperor Taizu's death, the scale of the event grew larger and larger, and the highest level of power in the entire Great Jin Dynasty cooperated like never before.
Ling Xiao, at the center of the storm, acted as if it were none of her business, and even seemed somewhat anxious.
Those with a keen eye would smile knowingly, and Li Yue was really looking forward to his master showing his power and giving Ling Xiao a good lesson.
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Seven days passed quickly in ten days, and the ceremony to worship the founding emperor was held in a place not far from the palace.
It was Ling Xiao who randomly picked it by hopping around.
Li Yue looked left and right but didn't see anything good about that dilapidated place. The main problem was that it used to be a vegetable market, which was considered unlucky.
"What do you know?" The little girl chewed on a royal candy, rolling her eyes arrogantly.
"Unlike in ancient times, when the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man were interconnected, and both ghosts and gods from the underworld and celestial beings from the Heavenly Court could freely travel to and from the human world, recklessly crossing over would result in death."
"Oh, so that's why it's not working now," came a hint of disappointment.
Li Yue had been completely absorbed, not daring to utter a single word, imagining a distant era and a vast and magnificent world...
At the same time, it is easy to understand that there are three realms: Heaven, Earth, and Humanity. Heaven, Earth, and Hell are all interconnected.
Despite the risk of disrespect, Yan Pei, who was accompanying him, slightly raised his eyes and listened intently.
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