Murong Zhi: "Since Father has issued this imperial decree, if you don't bring your men there in three months, I'm afraid..."
Murong Yu: "No matter what, I can't possibly hand Mu Qing over to him."
Murong Zhi looked at his agitated younger brother with concern and said, "It's not that I want you to hand over Mu Qing, but under the vast sky, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the earth, all people are subjects of the king. He is the son of the prime minister. If Father discovers that Mu Qing is the Holy Son and uses his family's lives to force him, what will he choose? And what will you do?"
Murong Yu's face grew paler as he listened, his heart filled with resentment yet unable to vent it. He opened his mouth but could only stammer, unable to speak.
Seeing Murong Yu's helpless and distressed state, Murong Zhi felt sorry for him and offered another suggestion: "Go to the Prime Minister's residence tonight under the cover of darkness and find Mu Qing. Tell him about this and see if he has any ideas or countermeasures."
"Be careful, Father will probably send secret guards to monitor your movements." Murong Yu understood without him saying more.
Murong Zhi paused, then couldn't help but add, "Father's health has been poor in recent years, but he is quite obsessed with extraordinary people and events. He has been sending people to search for Master Liaochen's whereabouts..."
Murong Yu: "Thank you for the reminder, brother. I will be more careful."
Just then, An Yi, who had gone out to gather information, returned.
An Yi gently knocked on the door.
Murong Yu: "Come in."
An Yi: "Greetings, Your Highness. Greetings, Your Highness."
"The matter Your Highness asked us to inquire about has been clarified. Indeed, several unusual phenomena occurred today. In the morning, the entire sky suddenly turned a brilliant red, and at the same time, the lotus flowers in the Merit Pond of Tianfo Temple in Anshan bloomed in abundance. Moreover, the Bodhi Sacred Lotus also blossomed. Those who were worshipping at the temple at the time witnessed this. It is said that the moment the lotus flowers opened, their fragrance filled the air, and those who smelled it felt clear-headed. The masters of Tianfo Temple spent the morning chanting scriptures in the Merit Pond, and the worshippers were reluctant to leave."
“At that time, an old man in the crowd saw the strange phenomenon and said: ‘The Holy Son has appeared, the Holy Lotus has bloomed, the world is at peace, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe.’ Many people heard it, and now the news has spread throughout the capital. People everywhere are asking about the Holy Son.”
Murong Yu murmured, "It's already spread... You can go now."
An Yi: "Yes."
As soon as he recalled Mu Qing holding the golden lotus that morning, a voice in his mind suddenly rang out: "Could the Holy Son be Mu Qing?" He suppressed his doubts and left.
Murong Zhi: "Now that this news has spread, I don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse for Mu Qing."
"Don't overthink it. We'll talk about everything after we see him tonight."
Murong Yu: "Okay."
Prime Minister's Residence
Mu Qing did not rush home after leaving the palace. She used her energy to conceal the golden lotus mark between her eyebrows.
Strolling through the streets of the capital, he had been busy ever since he came into this world, rarely taking a quiet walk alone. When he first arrived, he lacked the ability to protect himself and had to cultivate first. His original intention in going to the Bai residence was to accompany and visit Old Master Bai. On a whim, he wanted to open Fangcao Pavilion to fulfill his wish from his previous life. Out of pity, he also opened Huimin Residence. Then, through various coincidences, he opened more and more stores, growing bigger and bigger, until now, by some twist of fate, his stores have spread all over the country.
Moreover, the desert should be opened up now. When the King of Beiyuan left, Mu Qing sent Azhuang and several skilled veterans to the desert to replicate the Fangcao Pavilion and its associated welfare residences. This should help many people, as ancient times were marked by shortages of medicine and food, and life was difficult.
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