Chapter 442 Qingwei Zhenren is not Tongtian Jiaozhu
After leaving Chuanyun Pass, Chang Hao went to Xiqi. Even though the people of Xiqi were ignorant, they were still people under his rule, so how could Chang Hao not care?
"Greetings, Your Majesty..." Wen Zhong bowed deeply.
"Grand Tutor, please rise quickly," Chang Hao helped Wen Zhong up. "Grand Tutor, you've worked hard."
Wen Zhong hesitated, then said, "It's nothing compared to the hardships Your Majesty has endured."
Fighting the Nine Yi was not physically arduous, but the inner turmoil and restlessness were truly unbearable.
Wen Zhong wanted to ask if his grandmaster was behaving himself in the palace. He knew the grandmaster's intentions, but he found it difficult to speak about whether the rumors between His Majesty and the grandmaster were true.
The rumors about "Taoist Qingwei" were rampant, and even people in his remote area heard about it, showing how widely it was being spread and how it was causing quite a stir.
Of course, Xiqi also put a lot of effort into promoting Emperor Xin.
"Grand Tutor, is everything alright on your end? Are the people of Xiqi behaving themselves?" Chang Hao knew what Wen Zhong wanted to say, but that was his private matter. Even if he had flaws in his personal conduct, so what? Let others judge his merits and demerits; as long as he had a clear conscience, that was enough.
"I have implemented the regulations set by Your Majesty. Although there have been some unrest among the people, it is still under control. Your Majesty's people who were placed in Xiqi in the early years have also been of great help. They stepped forward to protect and appease the people, which allowed the system to be implemented little by little."
Wen Zhong was filled with admiration for the king before him, who had the foresight to plant a vassal state in Xiqi more than a decade ago.
Moreover, these spies, after more than a decade of cultivation, were no longer ordinary people when they first arrived in Xiqi. They had long been well-known wealthy households and gentry, building bridges and roads, helping the poor and weak, and had a good reputation for their virtue. They had been of great help.
It was thanks to these people that Xiqi was spared a bloodbath.
"I understand, and I will not forget them when it comes to rewarding merits." Chang Hao, led by Wen Zhong, inspected several cities, patted Wen Zhong on the shoulder, and said, "Grand Tutor is truly capable. I am really reluctant to see Grand Tutor leave me. I wish we could be ruler and subject for all eternity, without any suspicion and never betraying each other."
Wen Zhong's usually stern and rigid face showed a rare hint of kindness. "I feel the same way."
Wen Zhong sighed. It was a pity that he wanted to be the king's wise minister for all eternity, but the king could not be his king for all eternity.
So be it. He has protected the Shang Dynasty for hundreds of years. When the king passes away, he will resign and travel the world. He cannot be the king's wise minister for all eternity, but he can make the king the king he serves last.
"Your Majesty must not be careless because of your cultivation level and venture into dangerous places." Wen Zhong could not hide his worry. How long has the king been cultivating? Even if he is exceptionally talented, how can he be a match for his fellow disciples? If he were to encounter them by chance, it would be disastrous.
"Rest assured, I have many powerful figures protecting me, so there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong." Chang Hao's words had a hidden meaning, but unfortunately, Wen Zhong didn't catch it.
Seeing that His Majesty was about to leave, Wen Zhong finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Your Majesty, I have something to say, and I hope Your Majesty will stop and listen."
"Please speak, Grand Tutor, I will humbly listen." Chang Hao sighed, knowing he couldn't avoid it. The Grand Tutor was loyal and sincere, and he had always trusted and relied on him as a pillar of the state. Since the Grand Tutor wanted to speak, he could only patiently listen to his advice.
Whether he does it or not is his business.
“Your Majesty,” Wen Zhongxin said, finally speaking out what he had kept hidden in his heart for a long time, “I am aware of the matter between Your Majesty and my grandmaster. However, Your Majesty, I have something to say that I must say.”
Chang Hao stared at Wen Zhong, pretending to listen attentively.
"Our master has always been fickle and never liked anything for long. His Majesty was young and naive, full of passion. Once he passed away, everything came to an end."
Wen Zhong was so worried that he couldn't sleep at night. This was the king he had watched grow up. What if his master used the king to overcome his love tribulation? Wouldn't the king be pitiful?
Um……
Your Majesty, you did not cut off the communication channel after you went out last time. How could you not have cut it off?
Chang Hao was just worried that Yuan Shi wanted to talk to him but he didn't know it. No matter how busy he was, Chang Hao always hoped to hear the voice of his beloved in his spare time.
Jin Ling's face turned pale. Looking at her second master's expression, she felt a pang of worry for Wen Zhong. "Wen Zhong, shut up! Your master really can't protect you."
Yuanshi's face was gloomy. He couldn't stand outsiders associating Di Xin with Tongtian, even if he had misunderstood Tongtian's disciple by using Tongtian's identity.
"I am Wen Zhong's grandmaster," Tongtian exclaimed, no longer calm. "Second brother, explain yourself! Wasn't it you in the Yin Shang harem? Why does Wen Zhong think it was me? You're ruining my reputation!"
Tongtian believed that his second brother was petty and dishonest, unwilling to ruin his own reputation, so he tarnished Tongtian's pure and flawless reputation.
“I’ll ruin your reputation,” Yuanshi sneered. “I’ve forgotten everything. Think what you want, I’ll accept it.”
Anyway, Di Xin was already in his arms. Yuanshi Tianzun didn't care what Tongtian wanted to think about him or what others wanted to do to ruin his reputation.
"You stole my love, do you have no brotherhood left?" Tongtian felt he had forgotten something very important, and that must be this matter.
"No need for further words. The process is unimportant; you saw the result yourself. True love needs no coveting." Yuanshi exuded arrogance. Tongtian alone was far too inexperienced to be his match. His true opponent was…
Yuan Shi frowned. Who was it again? His subconscious reminded him to remember quickly; this person posed a great threat to him, and His Majesty would not firmly choose him…
The sounds from outside the formation entered the Zhuxian Sword Formation steadily. Yuanshi calmed his mind and listened carefully to the sounds from the outside world.
"Grand Tutor, rest assured, though I am young, I know what is important and what I am doing." Di Xin's voice came from outside the formation without hesitation, filled with determination and no regrets.
Yuan Shi softened his sharp edges; as long as Di Xin did not back down, he was not afraid of any dangers.
“However, this matter will ruin Your Majesty’s reputation. If this is passed down to future generations, you will inevitably be ridiculed. There is a world of difference between a sage and Your Majesty. When Your Majesty was on earth, the fate of heaven was in your hands. When Your Majesty is in heaven, the difference between you and a sage is like heaven and earth. Your Majesty, you have always been a wise man. You should cut your losses in time.” Wen Zhong’s words were truly from the bottom of his heart. In his memory, his grandmaster was really unreliable.
His Majesty is entangled with his grandmaster, so His Majesty will definitely be the one to suffer.
Yuanshi's face was filled with the impending storm, his expression cold and stern. What was wrong with a sage? A sage's emotions are even more precious.
"Second, Second, Second Uncle-Master, Wen Zhong's mistake was unintentional. Ignorance is no excuse." Jin Ling mustered her courage to defend Wen Zhong. Waaah, she was most afraid of her Second Uncle-Master.
"So, it's your disciple... How dare he disrespect a sage." Yuanshi's cold gaze fixed on Jinling.
"Second Uncle," Duobao stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and stated the facts: "Wen Zhong is loyal to His Majesty, and His Majesty respects and loves Wen Zhong. Why don't you listen to what His Majesty thinks?" This is a rare opportunity. Do you want to take this chance to find out His Majesty's thoughts, or are you preoccupied with the uninformed advice of a mere disciple of the Jie Sect?
Duobao never dreamed that the greatest danger in the Investiture of the Gods would come from his fellow disciples, his master and senior uncles...
Duobao firmly believed that as long as he could hold on, he would not have to die once his senior master, master, and the mountain lord recovered.
Yuanshi was persuaded by Duobao. Of course, he knew what Di Xin was thinking, but occasionally, he would also like to hear some nice words.
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