It's important to understand that emperors are not like other people; they often cannot act solely based on personal preferences.
With his cultivation as the strongest person in the world, plus his status as emperor, it would have been quite easy for him to eliminate the Chu family and reclaim their salt and iron wealth. Yet, he still sent Sang Hong to carry out various schemes and plots to dismantle the Chu family from within and to unite with other families to deal with them. Ultimately, he was looking for a legitimate reason.
Having this legitimate reason, even if it cannot be hidden from those in the court, can convince the people of the world. This is the established rule in the court.
Otherwise, the whole world will question the legitimacy of your actions, and the very foundation of the dynasty's rule will be shaken.
You may be powerful enough to suppress everything, but what about your descendants? How will the country function in the future?
Therefore, Sang Hong was extremely puzzled. Based on his understanding of the emperor, he would never do something so unwise and invite endless criticism on a whim. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered to send him to Mingyue City.
After much thought, there is only one explanation: Zu'an is extremely important to the Emperor, more important than the Chu family, and even more important than anything else he could imagine, which is why the Emperor lost his composure like this.
"What exactly did this guy steal from the Emperor?" At first, he scoffed at the reason given by the Prince of Liang, but now he was starting to believe it.
Sang Qian, who was standing to the side, was already dumbfounded. He finally understood why his father was so afraid of those embroidered-robed envoys, who looked to be only fifth or sixth rank.
However, he immediately realized what was happening and exclaimed with delight, "Wouldn't that be advantageous for us? Right now, the Emperor's attention is entirely on Zu'an, so perhaps he won't punish us so severely?"
Sang Hong smiled bitterly, "If only it were that simple, because the one who truly wants us dead has never been the Emperor..."
Sang Qian was taken aback and hurriedly asked what had happened, but Sang Hong stopped answering him and just looked worriedly into thought. He clearly knew that telling his son would not only be useless, but would also cause him to have a mental breakdown.
Zheng Dan, in another prison van, overheard the two talking. Her slender fingers gripped the van's bars tightly, her brows furrowed with worry: "A-Zu..."
Zu'an, who was hiding on the other side of the city, was also extremely pale. The contents of the imperial edict had just floated in the air and everyone in the city had seen it, so he was not surprised.
Thinking of the fleeting aura of power the emperor had just displayed, he felt a sense of powerlessness. With such an absolute difference in strength, strategy was of little use, and he couldn't see a single way out.
At this moment, Mi Li couldn't help but sigh, "What can I say about you? Why do you always manage to court death and provoke all sorts of powerful people?"
Thinking back to how many times I've encountered this situation since we made our soul contract?
This guy is clearly not very strong, but every time he provokes an enemy whose cultivation level far exceeds his own.
"Empress, can you defeat this emperor?" Zu'an asked, clinging to a sliver of hope.
Mi Li rolled her eyes: "You made this enemy yourself, why are you asking me if I can beat him?"
Zuan said, "Aren't we in the same boat now? If I die, you won't fare much better."
Mi Li snorted: "If I were in my prime, I wouldn't be without a fighting chance, but now, forget about it, I'm beyond saving, just wait to die."
Zuan: "..."
Sister, do you have to be so direct?
Mi Li asked curiously, "Come to think of it, you weren't this afraid of me back then. Is it because I'm pretty and not fierce enough?"
"Empress, you've learned my shamelessness after spending so much time with me," Zu An couldn't help but complain. How could this be the same? Back then, he had the "Rich Woman's Pleasure Ball," so he wasn't afraid of women with high cultivation levels. But facing the Emperor of Great Zhou, he obviously couldn't do that anymore.
Mi Li was clearly not interested in getting to the bottom of things: "Actually, you don't need to worry so much. At worst, you can find a secluded mountain to hide in. The world is so big, they may not be able to find you. You can continue to cultivate your Phoenix Nirvana Scripture and Primordial Chaos Scripture. One day, you won't have to be afraid of that emperor."
Zuan's eyes lit up: "How long would it take to reach that level?"
Mi Li glanced at him: "With your current aptitude, plus my guidance, it should take at least eight hundred years, and at the fastest five hundred years."
Zuan: "..."
Let's not even talk about whether we can live that long. Even if we could, what would be the point of life if we hid in the deep mountains and forests for hundreds of years?
Mi Li yawned and stretched lazily: "I'm tired, I'm going back to sleep. Take care of yourself."
After saying that, his figure vanished.
Zuan had to admit that when someone is beautiful, even a simple gesture is stunning. But sister, could you please not be so irresponsible and just leave like that?
At least offer some comfort to my wounded little heart, okay?
Even if you can't beat the emperor, a loving hug to encourage me would be nice.
Complaining is one thing, but you still have to find a solution yourself.
He suddenly had a thought, and when he checked the keyboard background system, he found that he still had some anger.
There's no other way but to try my luck!
Zuan hurriedly found a basin to wash his face and hands. He even took out incense and candles from the glass bead and lit them. Then he took out several containers and placed cow heads, sheep heads, and pig heads on them. He used to feel that his prayers were not solemn enough, so when he had the means, he bought a lot of things to keep. Anyway, the inside of the glass bead is a vacuum environment, so he was not afraid of it spoiling.
After a while, they quickly set up an offering table.
After a period of prayer, Zuan began the lottery.
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