Looking at the faint smile on Chen Pingping's face, Fan Xian couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

This is not right, borrowing a flower to offer to Buddha, and borrowing a knife to kill someone is not right either...

In short, this method of using the power of others to achieve one's own goals truly amazed Fan Xian.

It can be predicted that one day in the future, the princess will definitely release this news to prevent Fan Xian from taking over the inner treasury from her.

Little did they know that this was actually being pushed secretly by Chen Pingping behind the scenes.

"Excellent!" Fan Xian exclaimed, "You really did it with ease, without leaving any trace!"

"But..." Fan Xian hesitated and said, "Will Zhuge become suspicious?"

Chen Pingping smiled and said, "Don't worry, he won't be suspicious."

"Zhu Ge is a smart man, but smart people have a problem, that is, they like to fantasize. I never told you about your relationship with the Ye family. I just put the information of the Ye's Business Company and your information on the table."

"Zhu Ge is an old man in the Supervisory Council. He knows the relationship between me and your mother. Seeing how kind I am to you, he will naturally connect the two things."

"Of course, to prevent him from being too dull, I tried to test Jug."

"Sure enough, after reporting his work, he asked about your identity seemingly unintentionally."

"I gave him a beating, but I was also sure in my heart that he already knew that you were Ye Qingmei's son..."

Chen Pingping said it lightly, but Fan Xian could imagine the fierce confrontation between him and Zhu Ge.

Open and covert attacks, intrigues, these are the skills that the President of the Supervisory Commission must master.

Fan Xian sighed inwardly, believing that he would never be able to do it as easily as Chen Pingping.

Chen Pingping walked over with a smile: "Have you received the news from the Honglu Temple?"

Fan Xian didn't react for a moment, and asked subconsciously: "What news?"

Chen Pingping sat back in the wheelchair, straightened his sleeves, looked up at Fan Xian and chuckled, "You were assassinated on Niulan Street, and the emperor used this as an excuse to go to war with Northern Qi. Now Qing has won victory after victory, and Northern Qi has been losing ground."

"But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. With Qing's current national strength and population, it is still not enough to swallow up the behemoth of Northern Qi. Therefore, we, Qing, intend to quit while we are ahead."

"The same is true for Northern Qi. They have already sent an envoy to negotiate peace with our country."

Fan Xian smiled and said, "I know that. Are you trying to say that the Emperor is planning to appoint me as the Deputy Reception Envoy?"

"Also?" Chen Pingping raised his eyebrows. "Is this also the future you saw in Heaven?"

Fan Xian nodded. "That's right. I also know that the Northern Qi delegation will be at a disadvantage at the beginning when they come to Beijing. But later, the princess betrayed Yan Bingyun, the head of the Supervisory Council's spies in Northern Qi, and persuaded Zhuang Mohan, a literary master who came with the delegation, to join forces with her to frame me for copying poems in exchange for Xiao En and Si Lili's return to Northern Qi."

Chen Pingping was surprised and asked, "Is this true?"

Fan Xian nodded seriously and said, "Yes, and Sean is actually Zhuang Mohan's younger brother."

Chen Pingping was slightly stunned: "Xiao En is Zhuang Mohan's biological brother... I wonder why he would risk his reputation and join forces with the princess."

At this point, Chen Pingping paused, then suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and sighed: "This secret is something that even I don't know, but you can casually reveal it... Heaven, it's really awe-inspiring!"

As he spoke, Chen Pingping shook his head and said, "You should have told me this news earlier. If the princess really had such a plan, she would not have used the information about the descendants of the Ye family to attack you during that period of time. She would have hidden it and kept it as a trump card."

Hearing Chen Pingping's words, Fan Xian felt somewhat innocent and helpless.

He also didn't know that Chen Pingping would want to use the power of the princess to release the news!

Chen Pingping smiled and said, "It's okay. I was worried that you would be impatient, so I made two preparations."

Fan Xian said happily, "Uncle Chen is very good at predicting things. He has made every possible plan. I admire you!"

Chen Pingping enjoyed Fan Xian's compliments. He smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, stop talking nonsense. Go back quickly if you have nothing else to do. People from the Honglu Temple should be coming to your house to invite someone soon."

Fan Xian smiled and bowed, then took out a book from his arms and handed it to Chen Pingping.

Chen Pingping raised his eyebrows, reached out to take it, and looked up.

"Journey to the West?"

"Yes." Fan Xian said with a smile, "I plan to publish this book in a few days, but if I want to promote it, relying on just one bookstore is definitely not enough."

Chen Pingping was flipping through Journey to the West curiously, and said with a smile: "Tell me, how can I help you?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly and slowly uttered three words: "Storyteller!"

…

…

Half a month passed in a flash.

In the past half month, apart from taking over the position of deputy reception envoy and going to the Honglu Temple several times, Fan Xian spent most of his time busy between the bookstore and the Supervisory Office.

Strange tales novels such as "Records of Strange Things" and "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" became popular throughout the city in just half a month.

The revised version of Journey to the West, which Fan Xian regarded as his trump card, was also successfully released. With the cooperation of the Eighth Division of the Supervisory Council and storytellers, it spread rapidly to the entire Qing Kingdom outside Kyoto at an extremely alarming speed.

All the people of Qing Kingdom, whether they are dignitaries or common people, talked about the stories in this book with great relish.

Some people with little knowledge even secretly set up tablets at home and began to worship the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the stories.

Faced with this scene that swept the whole city, Fan Sizhe was naturally overjoyed.

Because the bookstore he co-founded with his brother made a lot of money.

Fan Xian was also very happy because he saw that many ordinary people and even the dignitaries had accepted the background of Chinese mythology.

Of course, due to the existence of temples, the court still had some concerns about these new beliefs.

But Emperor Qing didn't care about it, he was even happy about it.

After all, the temple is real, but these so-called gods and Buddhas in the sky are fake.

Emperor Qing would naturally be willing to use public opinion to weaken the temple's influence on the world.

However, at this time, Emperor Qing had already contacted the temple, so on the surface, he still had to ban the shrine and respect the temple alone, but he could turn a blind eye when doing things below.

Of course, the reason why Emperor Qing dared to do this was actually thanks to Yamu.

After leaving Kyoto, Yamu headed north and visited many so-called martial arts masters during the journey.

However, because he was too low-key, he only went to spar with others to see if there was anything worth learning from their martial arts. In addition, the warriors who were easily defeated by him suspected that the other party was teasing them and did not want to make him famous, so his reputation did not spread.

Until recently, Yamu met a temple messenger on the road, who was the gray-robed master who died at the hands of Wuzhu in the original novel.

Speaking of this, we have to explain the connection between the temple and humans.

In this world, there are three main channels for the temple to communicate with humans.

The first type is the temple messenger like Wuzhu, that is, an intelligent bionic robot controlled by the temple.

The second type is the so-called Heavenly Veins, special humans who obey the arrangements of the temple.

The Tianmai people include old humans who have been revived from freezing, as well as new humans who cooperate with the temple.

But these humans are usually difficult to manage. Once they come to the human world, they will change the world according to their own wishes. The most typical example is Ye Qingmei who changed the world back then. So basically, all the people with Tianmai eventually become the targets of the temple to be eliminated.

As for the third type, they are the ascetics who believe in the temple.

They are fanatical believers of the temple, but generally cannot have direct contact with the temple. They are taught martial arts by temple messengers like Wuzhu and complete tasks assigned by the temple. They are low-level cannon fodder who do dirty and tiring work.

Although the fighting power of the ascetics is relatively average, they have the advantage of large numbers, the bonus of faith, and they are not afraid of life and death.

The temple messenger that Yamu met in Northern Qi was an intelligent bionic robot like Wuzhu.

But unlike Wuzhu, his level of consciousness was obviously not high enough. Not only did he get lost along the way, but his connection with the temple was also intermittent.

When Yamu saw him, he seemed to sense a high-energy reaction in Yamu, and actually attacked Yamu in the street in full view of everyone.

As expected, Yamu hit him with a backhand palm, smashing his body into pieces. The subsequent palm wind even crashed forward with the remaining force, blasting the two huge stone lions in front of a mansion into powder.

Seeing this scene, pedestrians on the street were naturally shocked.

Yamu walked to the twitching remains in surprise, squatted down, and let the smart butler hack into his system.

Then Yamu was speechless to find out that this guy's body was underpowered, the CPU utilization rate was less than 1%, and many subsystems including the positioning system were shut down in energy-saving mode.

This caused the temple messenger to have a poor brain.

He only remembered that he was going south to Qing Kingdom to hunt down the descendants of Wu Zhu and Ye Qingmei, and he knew nothing else.

The reason why he attacked Yamu just now was actually because he judged that Yamu had an extraordinary identity and wanted to capture him and find out the whereabouts of Wuzhu.

...What does this have to do with anything!

Yamu shook his head helplessly, blasted the unlucky guy into pieces with a palm, and then continued to move north.

Of course, Yamu himself didn't care about this matter.

But those onlookers regarded him as the hidden grandmaster of Northern Qi.

In this way, the identity of Yamu's mysterious grandmaster was inexplicably known to the world...

As mentioned before, the ascetic monks’ martial arts were all taught by the temple messengers.

Yamu killed the temple messenger in the street and did not hide his route, which naturally attracted the attention of the temple and the ascetics.

After analysis, the temple believed that Yamu’s target was most likely the temple located in the North Pole, so they decisively issued a hunting order.

As a result, the ascetics in Northern Qi and Southern Qing set out to Northern Qi to stop this mysterious grandmaster.

Some of the ascetics in the Qing Temple were also transferred away for this reason, which made Emperor Qing dare to take action against the faith of the temple.

Anyway, with the mysterious grandmaster around, even if he does something a little too extreme, he will definitely not be the temple’s first target!