Yun Xiaoyao closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath.
It was true that not everyone could stop Yun Yang now. At least, no one in the Empire of Yutang could, whether it was Yun Xiaoyao or Yutang's emperor, Yu Peize!
As long as he wanted to do something, Yun Yang would accomplish it even if the entire Empire of Yutang banded together to stop him.
It had already come to this!
"I've done what I can." Yun Yang said, "Everything else will be left to bear fruit in the future."
Yun Xiaoyao said, "Have you ever thought that Bao'er doesn't live up to your expectations and can't live up to your expectations? No matter how you teach him, he won't grow up to be what we want him to be. What then? "
Yun Yang said, "Nothing. Let him squander as he pleases, as long as the empire that the Nine Supremes have painstakingly built isn't lost to an outsider."
He grinned. "That's enough."
He laughed. "Didn't the elders build the empire and earn the fortune to pass it on to their descendants? If the descendants can live up to expectations, they can defend it and develop it. If they can't, shouldn't they be defeated by him as well? "
Yun Yang laughed heartily. "How can the empire that his father and uncle fought for be given to others? When the one who built the empire wants to retreat, who else should the ready-made empire be given to if not him? If not him, who else should be defeated? "
"Besides … like you said, it's still uncertain what he'll look like. Who knows, he might be a saint throughout the ages, a strong grandfather who surpasses his ancestors? Who can say for sure? "
Yun Xiaoyao could only sigh after he said that, not saying anything else.
'After I die, it doesn't matter how my property and my son are ruined, it doesn't matter.' This was probably what Yun Yang was thinking at the moment. Be it carefree or selfish, it was sincere and directed at his heart!
…
Yun Xiaoyao had gone into closed-door cultivation.
He needed some time to digest Yun Yang's words.
In addition, he was extremely conflicted. Yun Yang had nothing to hide at this point, but a difficult problem had been left for Yun Xiaoyao.
Should he tell His Majesty the emperor?
Why was this multiple-choice question placed before him all the time, forcing him to choose? Each time, he had chosen this side!
Yun Xiaoyao sighed in his study.
…
"Have the ten Yama Kings and Fang Mofei returned yet?" Yun Yang asked Lao Mei.
"No, there's no news yet, but it's still within the permitted time," Lao Mei replied.
"Yes."
Yun Yang did not speak anymore. He closed his eyes, deep in thought.
The next morning.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince submitted a memorial, admitting that he had no talent and no virtue, and requested to be removed from the position of Crown Prince.
Looking at the Crown Prince's letter, the Emperor was stunned for a long time. The expression on his face was complicated. There was relief, understanding, pain, and reluctance.
But in the end, he waved his brush and approved the request. Then, he conferred the former crown prince the title of "King Anle" and granted him Dragon City.
Dragon Sealing City was located in the south of Yutang, twenty-seven thousand miles away from the capital, Tiantang City. It would take at least a year for an ordinary person to go back and forth between the two places.
His Majesty considered it for a long time before issuing another order – depart for the fiefdom within a month. After that, he was not allowed to return without the imperial edict.
From receiving the request, approving the request, conferring the title of King, and assigning the fiefdom, there were few obstructions throughout the entire process. His Majesty did not even ask for the opinions of the officials. It was as if he was just going through the motions, asking a few questions and deciding everything. It was a completely arbitrary decision.
Many of the officials in the imperial court were puzzled, but those who were truly in high positions took it as a matter of course and had no doubts at all.
They did not get involved throughout the entire process and did not speak a word. They did not even say a word to mediate the situation.
This was a first in the history of Tianxuan Continent. It was unknown if there would be no one to repeat it, but it was definitely unprecedented.
When Yun Yang heard the news, there was no change in his expression. He could only smile faintly. "His Majesty has really put in a lot of effort. He's trying to protect his son's life."
Shangguan Lingxiu, who was beside him, said, "His Majesty is a parent as well. This is only reasonable. It's not surprising."
Yun Yang smiled and said, "But not everyone can protect the second prince's life … His Majesty's painstaking effort will inevitably be in vain. Forget it, let's go see Bao 'er and the rest. It's been a while since I've trained with them."
(Do I need to explain that the second prince is the dethroned crown prince?)
…
In the backyard of the Residence of Yun.
Bao 'er was still young, still a child, but he had grown a head taller in this one year. He already looked like a young teenager.
At this moment, a little person dressed in a white brocade robe was holding a book in his hand, his eyes glued to it without blinking.
Beside the little person was a teacher who was explaining in detail to him.
Behind Bao 'er, there were a few other children who were reading as well. However, their frowns were a clear indication of their dislike of books.
"Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer." Bao 'er recited and said, "Since prosperity and death are all suffering, how can one not suffer?"
Beside him, the scholar smiled and said, "Prosperity and death are all suffering, they have different meanings. Death, of course, doesn't need to be considered. It's the fall of a nation, of course, suffering. Prosperity, however, doesn't mean prosperity, it means … rising. "
"Since there are people who rise, there are people who fall. Similarly, the rise of a nation will be accompanied by the fall of another nation. This process is all suffering. Therefore, prosperity and death are all suffering. However, if a nation can be at peace for a long time, the people won't have to suffer. The hearts of the people are the most simple. As long as they have food to eat, they won't complain about suffering. "
"Then, how can a nation be at peace for a long time?" Bao 'er frowned, his young face filled with doubt and pity. "How can everyone have a good meal?"
A clear voice rang with a smile, "Peace and stability for a long time is a huge problem. It requires at least the efforts of a few generations."
It was Yun Yang's voice.
"Uncle Yun!" Bao 'er called out happily and was about to charge towards the voice. For some reason, he held himself back and looked at the two teachers in front of him, obviously waiting for their signal.
"Go on." The teachers chuckled.
Only then did Bao 'er rush over and reach Yun Yang's side in a flash, hugging his arm.
Yun Yang squatted down and picked up Bao 'er's tiny frame, continuing to explain with a chuckle, "Only with the tireless efforts of a few generations can the nation prosper and the people be at peace. Every citizen can have a good meal. The first emperor who founded the nation and established the dynasty had many things to do; the second generation emperor mostly focused on recuperation; the third generation emperor guarded the foundation and hid the wealth from the people. Only when it came to the fourth generation emperor's rule can the nation be at peace and the people be well fed and clothed. However, if this can go on for a long time, the world will truly not be suffering. "
Yun Yang looked into Bao 'er's eyes and said, "Bao' er, how to make the world not suffer is truly a great knowledge. You have to learn well and put it into action. Only then will the people and the world be blessed. "
Bao 'er asked, "Then how should I do it? How do I start? "
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