A person with the Seven Killings star in their Hour Pillar will have no children, but when their Luck Pillar reaches the Official Star phase, they will miraculously have a son.
This is a sentence that the old blind fortune teller said when he analyzed the birth chart of his wife, Yunlan.
In a father's eyes, his son is always the best, especially since Lin Yuanlong is a doting father.
The person he felt most indebted to in his life was his wife, so he wanted to give his son the best of everything to make up for the debt in his heart.
He knew his son's ambitions and aspirations.
By giving his son that position, he believed his son would have a place to use his talents, which he considered to be the best thing a father could give his son!
The father conquers the land, the son sits in the palace!
This is the heavy burden of paternal love he carries on his shoulders!
Thump!
He took another step, with Feng Jiu and the others following behind.
Feng Jiu remained silent.
There was no attempt to stop it.
Because he knew that the old marshal was acting in the name of the young marshal.
Although he knew that the young marshal didn't care about the throne at all.
However, he did not want to stop the old general's love for his son.
At the same time, in his opinion, the Grand Secretary had indeed gone a bit too far this time.
This shouldn't be happening.
The young marshal sacrificed so much, yet he took advantage of him.
They want to weaken the military power of the Fengfu!
The art of rulership is truly disgusting.
No matter what your original intention was, if you infringe upon the young marshal's interests, Feng Jiu will never allow it!
"Lin Yuanlong, don't force me to take action!!"
Hua Zhen clenched his fists tightly, his face extremely gloomy.
He hadn't expected the Grand Secretary's prediction about Lin Yuanlong to be so accurate.
Ambition!
It is the greatest original sin!
But after all, he was a powerful figure. Without ambition, how could he have become such a person?
contradiction!
Some people are like a knife; if used well, they are a sharp sword, but if used poorly, they will hurt your own hand.
Now, the time has finally come for this knife to turn on you.
However, as the emperor's shield, he was not afraid of Lin Yuanlong's blade.
If the other party remains obstinate, then I will have no choice but to take action!
"Lin Yuanlong, this is my last warning to you: stop! Don't go any further, or I really will kill you!"
A resolute glint flashed in Hua Zhen's eyes.
He knew that if he killed Lin Yuanlong, Lin Yu would definitely not let him go when he returned.
However, as a member of the Imperial Guard, his duty was to protect the inner court.
Even if Lin Yu wanted to kill him, he would never abandon his duty.
Canglang!
Just as Lin Yuanlong reached the center of the bridge, Hua Zhen drew his sword.
This was the first time he had drawn his sword.
Compared to the powerful clans, they were nothing but chickens and dogs, and naturally not worthy of his drawing of his sword.
But behind Lin Yuanlong at this moment were hundreds of thousands of troops.
The masked man also made him feel a great threat.
He can no longer afford to be complacent!
"Hua Zhen, step down!"
Just then, an old voice suddenly came from behind.
Everyone was stunned.
From a distance, a simple elderly man in a Zhongshan suit, accompanied by a woman in red, slowly approached the moat.
"Grand Secretary?"
Lin Yuanlong's body trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.
Although, it was an elderly person.
And they were elderly people.
But Lin Yuanlong still felt immense pressure.
Just like back when he was still a legion commander, the old man personally pinned the medal on his head.
Although the kindness of being mentored is not as great as the kindness of parents, the gratitude for being recognized and valued is something I will never forget.
Before long, Pang Wensheng stood on the bridge, facing Lin Yuanlong across the distance.
"Yuanlong, you've come after all!" Pang Wensheng sighed softly.
Lin Yuanlong removed his helmet and took off his sword, throwing them to the ground.
With hands clasped in front of him, he slowly bowed.
The dragon is removed from its armor.
Even the head of the three armies and the king of a prefecture cannot break the rules.
Even if you feel extremely wronged, you still have to observe proper etiquette.
“No need for formalities. You’ve brought so many people with you today. This vast Forbidden City is nothing more than yours to keep. Why should you care about formalities?” Pang Wensheng couldn’t help but exclaim.
Lin Yuanlong slowly straightened up and said calmly, "You are my teacher. Although I, Old Lin, am a rough man, I still have to show the most basic respect for teachers!"
"Hehe! I don't hear much respect in your tone! You've always been straightforward, how come you've become like this today, saying one thing and meaning another? Hmm?" The Grand Secretary couldn't help but tease.
Facing an army of hundreds of thousands, he remained unmoved and showed no sign of fear.
Perhaps only this old man could do that in this world.
After all, he was the Grand Secretary, a figure who single-handedly mediated between aristocratic families and powerful clans.
Without his shrewd methods over the years, the Great Xia would probably have been devastated long ago.
Without his advocacy of reform, we would not have the prosperous situation we enjoy today.
"In the past thirty years, the Great Xia Dynasty has finally shaken off the situation of being backward and vulnerable to attack. Yuanlong, you have only enjoyed a few good days. Forgetting the past is tantamount to betraying history!"
These words contained both criticism and disappointment.
Lin Yuanlong pursed his lips. "Teacher, I have never forgotten your teachings, but I, Lin, have always been conscientious and diligent. I feel uncomfortable with how you treat my Lin family!"
Pang Wensheng shook his head. "Your heart is too narrow. Expand your heart. In this world, we only have the right to use everything—power, status—not the right to own it! When you truly feel this, where does the injustice and unfairness come from?"
"Whether it's aristocratic families or powerful clans, those are things of the past. If you insist on clinging to them, you're going against the natural order! Yuanlong, it's time to let go!" Pang Wensheng said earnestly.
Lin Yuanlong's eyes trembled, and he slowly clenched his fist.
They are struggling again.
In fact, he might not be unaware of what the Grand Secretary was saying.
However, once you have power, it's hard to relinquish it.
That's not an easy task.
“I think if Lin Yu were here, he would definitely agree with what I said, because we have always been thinking the same thing: for this country, for the people, and to find ways to continue the nation’s destiny. Yuan Long, I don’t want you to have any selfish motives in this matter!”
"What you're clinging to is nothing but an obsession. You probably don't understand what your son wants! I know you owe Yunlan and have always wanted to make it up to her, but some things are in the past, and there's no need to cling to the past. Each generation has its own affairs. This world will belong to the younger generation in the future. We should step down from the stage of history!"
Pang Wensheng's gaze lingered, and finally he let out a long sigh.
"Yuanlong, stop! This shattered empire can't withstand any more destruction..."
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