In the room, ever since Wang Chong brought up Emperor Wu of Han and the Gongsun Clan, Wang Gen had fallen silent. The Gongsun Clan of Emperor Wu of Han and the Meng Clan of the First Emperor of Qin were things that all civil officials had to learn from the moment they decided to enter politics.
Wang Chong had spoken very tactfully.
At their peak, the Gongsun Clan and the Meng Clan were not existences that the Wang Clan could compare to. As for Gongsun He, Meng Tian, Meng Yi, and the others … Even though Wang Gen considered himself an important official of the royal court, possessing the right to participate in politics and having a clear understanding of the structure of the royal court, he was still lacking compared to these truly renowned generals.
"Chong-er, what do you want to say?"
After a long moment of silence, Wang Gen finally spoke, his tone much heavier than before. Compared to a moment ago, Wang Gen's attitude had clearly undergone a massive transformation.
The Wang Clan was a powerful clan, but it could not compare to the Gongsun Clan of Emperor Wu of Han, much less the Meng Clan of the First Emperor of Qin.
Wang Chong's words clearly had some effect on Wang Gen's mind. Although Wang Gen still found it hard to believe that the Holy Emperor would depose the First Prince, his tone was no longer as certain as before.
"The First Prince is the legitimate heir, and it is tradition for all the officials to support the eldest son of the first wife. Compared to the other princes, the First Prince is clearly more legitimate, and his chances of ascending the throne are greater. Chong-er, do you want our Wang Clan to change its attitude toward the First Prince because of this possibility? "
Wang Gen sternly said.
It wasn't easy for him to say these words. One must know that Wang Gen had summoned Wang Chong over to have him swear loyalty to the First Prince.
"I'm not saying that we won't support the First Prince."
Wang Chong seriously said.
"Big Uncle, do you still remember the Wei-Jin Nanyang Incident?"
Weng!
Hearing Wang Chong's words, Wang Gen's body visibly trembled, and he arched his back slightly. It was clear that Wang Chong's words had moved him.
In the Wang Clan, Wang Yan and his son walked the path of generals while Wang Gen walked the path of civil officials. Quoting scriptures was a matter for the civil officials.
Naturally, Wang Gen knew what Wang Chong was talking about.
It was precisely because he knew that Wang Gen completely understood Wang Chong's plan.
"Are you trying to say that you want to imitate Zhuge of Nanyang?"
Wang Gen looked at Wang Chong said.
"Yes."
Wang Chong nodded seriously.
The history of this world was the same as the one he was familiar with. It also had the story of the Three Kingdoms, Wei and Jin. However, the span of time was not as long, nor was it as intense and glorious, nor did it leave behind such a glorious chapter in this world.
However, the Zhuge Family was divided into three, and the three branches were loyal to three different forces. Thus, the Zhuge Family was able to survive in the chaotic world.
This was a strategy that allowed the aristocratic families to survive and protect themselves.
"I understand!"
Wang Gen let out a long sigh.
"But Chong-er, do you really understand what the Zhuge Clan of Nanyang is doing?"
"Yes."
Wang Chong nodded.
"We are still far from the point where we need to do such a thing. I just feel that we shouldn't rush this matter. Perhaps, in the future, our Wang Clan might even side with the First Prince. However, I feel that we are still far from the point where we need to choose sides. "
Wang Chong spoke these words seriously, enunciating every single one of them.
"Chong-er, I already understand your intentions."
Wang Gen let out a long sigh. He had completely failed in his attempt to persuade the other party. Even though he was disappointed, Wang Chong's words weren't without reason.
The two of them were thinking for the sake of the clan. Wang Gen wanted to recruit Wang Chong so that he could pledge loyalty to the First Prince together with him.
It was the same for Wang Chong's rejection.
Even though the paths they chose were different, their goals were the same.
From this aspect, Wang Gen actually felt happy for Wang Chong. At the very least, Wang Chong had learned to think for the sake of the clan.
"… You have already grown up. Big uncle is happy for you."
Wang Gen's heart was filled with complicated emotions.
"We'll do as you say then. I already know how to reply to the First Prince. "
In the Wang Clan, he was already in his fifties, and Wang Chong's father wasn't young either. The second generation of the Wang Clan had already reached the peak.
After that, it would be Wang Chong, Wang Li, Wang Bei, and Wang Fu's turn. It was about time for the third generation of the Wang Clan to grow up.
Regardless of whether Wang Chong's decision was right or wrong, or if it was proven that he had missed out on an important opportunity in the future, Wang Gen was willing to support Wang Chong's decision.
This was the price that the next generation of the Wang Clan had to pay and grow up through.
When Wang Chong came, he was filled with ambition. He wanted to convince big uncle, but when he left, his heart was filled with respect for big uncle.
It was easy to imagine the First Prince's attitude when he rejected big uncle. At the very least, for a long period of time, big uncle would be treated coldly, and the First Prince would have a rift with him.
Big uncle clearly knew this, but he still chose to support him.
This was what moved Wang Chong.
"Big uncle, one day, you'll know that this decision is the right one."
Boarding the carriage, Wang Chong quickly left big uncle's residence and headed for Kunwu Training Camp. There, Wang Chong's Deflecting Blade Manor was on the verge of exploding.
On the second day, the number of students who appeared in the vicinity of Deflecting Blade Manor to join Wang Chong was even greater than on the first day.
After the previous preparations, Wang Chong's Deflecting Blade Manor had become the most eye-catching existence in Longwei, Shenwei, and Kunwu Training Camps.
It was finally time for the results.
…
A sliver of consciousness floated in the darkness, extending into the boundless depths and breadth. In this place, there was no time, no space, no temperature, only endless nothingness …
This was an unknown space, a world of laws.
"Found it!"
After an unknown period of time, a voice suddenly echoed in the darkness. Like a bolt of lightning flashing across the sky, the entire space suddenly flared up.
And at the end of that sliver of consciousness, a sporadic light suddenly appeared. Within that light, a tiny shadow that harnessed boundless power could be faintly seen.
At a glance, that shadow was like a miniature page of a book.
It was a tiny fragment of the power of laws.
But in the world of martial arts, it had another name: the Book of Laws.
When one's consciousness perceived these Books of Laws and fused them with one's consciousness, this was known as' comprehension '.
Weng!
Like a hook, Wang Chong's consciousness instantly hooked onto the Book of Laws and swiftly retracted it back into his head.
The darkness receded, and light reappeared.
Wang Chong finally opened his eyes. What appeared in front of him was an exquisitely polished red sandalwood floor engraved with patterns of flowers and birds, a simple but elegant table, and a pot of hot red clay tea that was still emitting steam.
"I've improved a little more!"
Wang Chong exhaled deeply, feeling much more relaxed than before.
After returning from Big Uncle's place, Wang Chong had cast aside the outside world. The royal court and the princes were all tossed to the back of his mind. Wang Chong's entire life revolved around the Deflecting Blade Manor and the training camp.
Wang Chong had placed all of his attention on raising his cultivation.
Advancing from Origin Energy Tier 9 pinnacle to True Martial 1-dan was a huge step.
This step didn't have a high requirement on one's Origin Energy, but it was extremely demanding on one's comprehension of the power of laws, reaching an astonishing level.
When Wang Chong first started cultivating the Ripple Halo, he could still perceive and absorb a huge amount of the Book of Laws.
But as time went by, the number of Books of Laws he could absorb gradually decreased.
Today, Wang Chong had only managed to capture twenty-four fragments of the power of laws. Compared to the hundreds and thousands of fragments at the start, this was a pitifully small number.
But even so, Wang Chong had never given up.
In the initial stages, the more one comprehended the power of laws, the more power of laws one could absorb, and the higher one's achievements would be in the future.
— — This was a small trick in martial arts cultivation. It was often overlooked by many, but it had a huge effect.
Thus, even though he had already met the requirements to reach True Martial realm, even though he could only absorb twenty fragments of the power of laws each day, Wang Chong had never given up on accumulating knowledge in this aspect.
Accumulating knowledge to unleash it!
This was what Wang Chong was currently doing.
After several months of accumulation, Wang Chong felt that it was about time.
"Perhaps it's time to ask Instructor Zhao for that item."
Wang Chong thought.
In order to advance from Origin Energy Tier 9 to True Martial 1-dan, other than possessing a certain level of comprehension of the laws, one also needed to compress the power of laws into one's body.
And in this training camp, other than the one hundred great generals, there was also the war halo technique that Wang Chong desired the most. It was in the hands of Instructor Zhao Qianqiu, Wang Chong's immediate superior.
This war halo technique had been completely forgotten in Wang Chong's previous life. Not a single person in the training camp, including Su Hanshan, had managed to learn it.
And for some reason, Zhao Qianqiu had never imparted it to anyone.
Wang Chong had no idea what kind of secret or reason lay behind it, but what he knew was that among the war-type halos that could be used on an entire army, the one stored in this training camp was definitely one of the strongest.
Every time he thought about how Zhao Qianqiu had never imparted it to anyone, Wang Chong couldn't help but feel that it was a pity.
But Wang Chong wasn't in a hurry.
Getting up from the floor, Wang Chong walked to the red sandalwood table, picked up the red clay teapot, and brewed a cup of tea for himself. Slowly sipping on it, he savored the fragrance in his mouth with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Life wasn't just about strength and cultivation. According to the saying of the other world, there should also be poetry and distance.
Savoring life and living in the present — this was what Wang Chong had come to after his reincarnation. The future was important, but cherishing the present was even more important.
Hong long!
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