"My father said that this exam is just a formality. As long as we don't offend the emperor, passing the imperial examination is a sure thing."
"A bunch of poor scholars want to compete with me? What wishful thinking!"
On the other hand, Chen Tingshu seemed to be a little worried.
He drank his tea silently, his brow furrowed.
Thinking of the radical reform measures I wrote on the test paper, I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
Then I thought again, I have already submitted it, whether I succeed or fail, I will just leave it to fate.
Xijing, Prince Pingxi's Palace.
Liu Feng held the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand, feeling mixed emotions.
King of Pingxi? This title is truly... ironic.
His father, Liu Zhenshan, wanted to be emperor all his life, but ended up with his head and body separated. However, his son got the chance to become a prince.
This imperial decree to crown him king is more of a shackle than an honor.
It's not that he doesn't understand his father's ambition, he just disdains it.
But this father's fate of having his head and body separated was also his own fault.
He turned to look at Lu Mingyuan beside him. The Minister of Revenue had been traveling all the way, but his face did not show any sign of fatigue. Instead, there was a hint of shrewdness and inquiry.
"Master Lu, thank you for your hard work along the way."
Liu Feng's tone was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
Lu Mingyuan bowed and said, "I dare not complain about the hardship of serving Your Majesty."
"Your Highness, now that the imperial decree has been issued, what are your plans?"
He stared at Liu Feng with his eyes, as if trying to see something from his face.
Liu Feng laughed, walked to the door and looked at the bustling street outside.
"I will naturally do my best to serve the court and work for the welfare of the people."
Lu Mingyuan observed Liu Feng's expression calmly, thinking to himself: This Liu Feng seems to be much calmer than his traitor father.
However, his father's old subordinates are not easy to deal with. Can they really be killed off so easily?
Three days later, Xijing Caishikou was crowded with people.
Liu Feng, dressed in plain clothes, personally supervised the execution.
Liu Xu was tied up and kneeling on the guillotine, his face pale and his whole body trembling.
He kept cursing Liu Feng until the executioner's knife fell.
The onlookers were silent, and then broke into deafening cheers.
Liu Feng, the newly appointed King of Pingxi, won the admiration of the people of Xijing by his thundering methods and his sacrifice of his relatives for the sake of justice.
Lu Mingyuan stood behind the crowd, observing everything silently.
As Liu Feng said, Liu Zhenshan's rebellious old subordinates were indeed killed in the previous suppression of the rebellion.
The force that Liu Feng secretly cultivated, although not small in scale, was poorly equipped and poorly trained, and looked more like a ragtag army.
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