Chapter 1126: Chapter 705: Heavenly Plague_2
“Indeed, very confident.”
Xu Yuan did not bother with humility and directly responded:
“Without such cultivation, how could one partake in the affairs of Di’an?”
Xu Yinhè gently stroked the porcelain cup with his fingertip, speaking leisurely:
“In this life, I, as your father, have calculated many things, but I did not foresee Changtian growing at such an astonishing pace.”
Xu Yuan raised the porcelain cup before him, took a small sip, and remarked:
“After all, ti is running out; many things must be done with bold risks.”
“….”
Autumn rain whispers to the wind; the warmth of the fire brews the tea.
Xu Yinhè’s expression remained serene, yet deep within his profound black eyes lay a hint of remorse.
Though he had not witnessed them himself, reports from his subordinates had detailed most of the events his third son had endured over the past few years.
From the fall of the Xu Residence in Jingjiang to the journey through Wanxiang City, and even the war against the barbarian tribes.
Each ti, he faced death head-on, where even a single misstep would lead to utter and irrevocable ruin.
The recent upheaval in the Western Desert was a result of his own misguided judgnt as a father, throwing Changtian into a perilous situation with virtually no chance of survival.
Yet even so,
This boy before him still managed to find a path to life amidst the deadly predicant.
But it shouldn’t have been this way.
These matters, these risks, should originally have been borne by him as the father, but now they all rested upon the shoulders of his third son.
Xu Yinhè wanted to say sothing, yet when the words reached his lips, he only uttered three:
“Very well done.”
Silence lingered for a mont,
Xu Yinhè slowly inhaled, gently set the porcelain cup down, and said with great solemnity:
“Changtian, thank you.”
“You’ve given , as your father, much room for maneuver.”
“…”
For the first ti being thanked so earnestly by his father, Xu Yuan appeared montarily stunned. But after a brief mont of contemplation, he smiled and responded:
“Father, ‘thank you’ is the most insignificant phrase in this world.”
“…..”
Xu Yinhè was sowhat surprised and was about to ask what his third son wanted when he saw Xu Yuan effortlessly take out two jade bottles of fine wine from his Suru Ring, saying:
“So today, let’s forgo tea and drink wine instead.”
“…..”
Hearing this, the chancellor who wielded power across Dayan revealed a rare mont of astonishnt. But soon he nodded in agreent, his deep, steady voice carrying a rare trace of mirth:
“Certainly, though where did you manage to obtain this century-old Phoenix Essence?”
Xu Yuan poured wine for his father as he casually replied:
“I visited the Black Prison to see Grandfather; he gave it to .”
Xu Yinhè received the porcelain cup, took a sip, and said softly:
“It seems Lou Ji has concealed many things for you.”
“I instructed her to do so. I hope Father won’t hold it against her.”
This kind of action was sowhat presumptuous, but Xu Yuan knew his father would not mind and thus expressed his intentions directly:
“I want to release Grandfather.”
“Very well.”
“I visited Grandfather recently; he no longer harbors hatred… Ah?”
Halfway through his words, Xu Yuan suddenly raised his eyes and hesitantly asked:
“Father, you agreed so easily?”
“You have your own judgnt for doing this; there’s no need to explain it to .”
Xu Yinhè savored the familiar yet sowhat foreign jade liquid, a trace of reminiscence flickering in his pitch-black eyes as he softly said:
“Earlier, I had already given instructions in the Ink Hidden Pavilion.”
What had his father instructed?
The aning was clear without being said.
Most likely, it was to have Lou Ji and others obey his orders to the fullest extent.
But, wasn’t this a bit too hasty?
Seeing Xu Yuan’s hesitant expression, Xu Yinhè offered a quiet explanation: “For major matters, they will still report to .”
Xu Yuan imdiately let out a sigh of relief.
He had feared his father was prepared to directly transfer power and make arrangents for his passing.
Simply supervising the country for now was fine.
However, compared to the Crown Prince, whose supervision was more symbolic than practical, his authority was undoubtedly much greater.
As thoughts swirled in his mind, Xu Yuan suddenly asked:
“Father, when I entered the capital north of Di’an City, I only saw Li Zhaoyuan’s army. Our Black Scale Army and the Northern Border Army under Marquis Wucheng…”
“That’s Your Majesty’s decision.”
Xu Yinhè spoke unhurriedly, glancing toward the direction of the Imperial Palace: “The rebellion in the Northern Three Provinces has been quelled, but they still need garrisons.”
Xu Yuan was silent for a mont, then said in a low voice:
“Is Your Majesty really preparing to let Li Zhaoyuan ascend to the throne?”
Xu Yinhè raised his eyes slightly and asked:
“Your Majesty’s intentions are unclear to , but are you still planning to kill him now?”
“….”
Silence.
His father had once asked him this question,
Back then, he had answered decisively.
But now,
This question rendered Xu Yuan unexpectedly speechless.
When he first saw that internal morandum detailing how Li Zhaoyuan had allied with the Myriad dicine Sect to spread disease and wreak havoc upon millions of innocent lives in the Northern Frontier as a stepping stone, the disgust almost made him imdiately wish to kill Li Zhaoyuan without a second thought.
But now….
Xu Yuan realized he had changed.
He had beco far colder.
The deaths of millions ant less to him than the personal hatred of Li Junwu.
Xu Yinhè looked at his silent third son and lightly placed a dossier before Xu Yuan:
“This is the dossier Lou Ji brought back, concerning Li Zhaoyuan.”
Seeing his third son abstain from picking it up, Xu Yinhè calmly explained:
“Li Zhaoyuan severed all ties with the sects within just over a year. He slaughtered Wanyao Valley, eliminating every shred of evidence, and won the loyalty of the sect’s elite troops during the war.”
“….”
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan instinctively raised his eyes.
Wanyao Valley wasn’t foolish, nor were the sects.
The forr would have surely guarded against Li Zhaoyuan wiping away their misdeeds and would have taken various counterasures.
The latter posed an even greater challenge.
The loyalty of soldiers and commanders, the cultivation techniques of military formations, the provision of food, equipnt, salaries, elixir dicine, as well as the families and kin of the troops—all these were unpredictable variables.
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