No one wants to eat shit, dog shit, horse shit, or anything else.
Moreover, these princes of the Chen family had finally returned to the capital with great difficulty and climbed to the peak of their lives. Who would be willing to eat shit?
The Prince of Zhongshan was not happy, the Prince of Luling was not happy, and presumably, even that most useless Prince of Louyang was not happy.
But now that Wang Po had come to the capital, there was nothing they could do.
From the current situation, it seemed that unless the Prince of Xiang personally appeared.
The problem was that everyone knew why Prince Chen Liu was going to Luoyang, and they also knew why the Prince of Xiang's estate was so quiet today.
When he thought of the events of that night, the Prince of Zhongshan's complexion turned even more unsightly. In a cold voice, he cursed, "Truly the ambition of wolves, their greed unsatisfied!"
Even if the Prince of Xiang personally appeared, he would not necessarily be able to resolve the matter.
Wang Po was that metal blade that displayed its sharpest edge.
Behind him were Scholartree Manor, Mount Li, Holy Maiden Peak, and several dozen great clans and sects of the south.
This disturbance was too great and too shocking. It shook the capital and intimidated the world.
The Li Palace maintained its silence over Xu Yourong's arrangements, and the Imperial Palace was also very quiet.
The Emperor and the Pope did not say anything, but that did not mean that they would not do anything.
If Shang Xingzhou didn't react, if the response of the imperial court and the princes was slightly weaker, this pair of martial brothers could completely borrow the momentum of Xu Yourong's powerful actions and boldness to directly remove the real power of the princes and the military's Divine Generals, completely rewriting the structure of the Great Zhou imperial court.
Only if Shang Xingzhou immediately returned to the capital would he be able to turn the tide, because only he had the prestige and ability to do so.
Otherwise, in order to protect themselves, the princes of the Chen family would definitely summon troops into the capital.
At that time, the flames of war would be incessant, and who knew what the final outcome would be.
This was also something that the Prince of Luling and the Xiaoling Divine General could not understand.
Why would Xu Yourong do that?
As the Saintess of a generation, did she want to see war and chaos, the common people destitute and destitute, and the good situation of the Human Race destroyed?
The Prince of Zhongshan gazed at the sky outside the estate and listened to the distant cries of geese. A light suddenly flashed through his narrowed eyes.
He replayed the whole thing twice in his mind and finally came to a conclusion.
That conclusion seemed very real, but it was so simple that he found it hard to believe.
Xu Yourong had done so many things. Was it really just to force Taoist Master to return to the capital?
The problem was, if Taoist Master really returned to the capital, what could she do?
Even if the south had many experts, even if the Orthodoxy had deep resources, even if Wang Po was extremely powerful, even if she and Chen Chang Sheng had an unspeakably exquisite combination of swords.
Could he kill the Dao Master in this way?
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Many people could not understand Xu Yourong's motive for doing these things.
At the same time, he could not understand how she could command so many sects and clans to come to the capital.
Naturally, her position in the South was extremely high, and her reputation was extremely high.
The problem was that this was truly a major event, and it could even be said to be a disaster that could lead to the annihilation of the entire clan.
The priests led the experts and disciples from the south to the various halls. They were also very confused about this question, but they could not ask it.
Using the excuse of the Grand Examination, the sects and clans of the south had brought more than two thousand people to the capital. This many people naturally could not stay in the inns, so they were arranged to stay in the Li Palace, the Ivy Academies, and the various Daoist churches of various sizes in the capital. Chen Chang Sheng did not say anything, and Hu Thirty-Two handled the matter very appropriately.
At the very start, the two sides inevitably felt a little unfamiliar with each other, but after a little familiarity, no one was willing to miss out on this rare opportunity to interact with the north and the south. The two sides quickly began to exchange pointers in the Li Palace, the Ivy Academies, and the Daoist churches. Most of the time, it was naturally just a discussion of the Dao to avoid harming the harmony.
Wealthy clans like the Mutuo clan and the Wu clan naturally had their own residences in the capital and did not need to be arranged for them. The juniors stationed in the capital also found it easier to ask their clan heads … why were you willing to listen to the Holy Maiden's decree and come to the capital?
The Old Lady of the Mutuo clan placed her feet in the scalding water and gave a tired sigh. "The foundations of our clans are in the south, not in the north."
From this perspective, the decree of Holy Maiden Peak was naturally more important than the decree of the Imperial Court, but given the status and strength of the Mutuo clan, even if they did not listen to Xu Yourong, what could she do?
In the minds of the juniors of the Mutuo clan and the populace of the capital, Xu Yourong was a phoenix of astonishing talent, the revered Holy Maiden.
She was not a schemer, and logically speaking, she should not be skilled at using forceful methods, much less cold-blooded methods, nor did she have the ability.
"None of you know what sort of person the Holy Maiden is."
The Old Lady of the Mutuo clan seemed to recall something from the past, and a lingering fear appeared in her eyes. "She's a madwoman."
In another luxurious estate not far away, the head of the Wu clan was having a similar conversation with the younger brother of the Assistant Minister of Revenue.
The head of the Wu clan sighed and said, "You don't know how terrifying the Holy Maiden is when she goes crazy."
Assistant Minister Wu revealed an expression of disbelief at these words. It was clear that he did not believe them.
The head of the Wu clan did not explain. He sighed, "All of you have no experience, so you naturally won't be afraid, but I truly am."
Assistant Minister Wu didn't know what had happened, but he subconsciously felt a chill. He asked, "Then what of the Qiushan clan?"
Many things had happened in Wenshui City. Tang Thirty-Six had left the ancestral hall, and everyone knew that the Tang Old Master had changed his stance.
In the struggle between Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng, he would maintain a neutral stance.
Of the Four Great Clans, only the Qiushan clan's stance was unclear. The Qiushan clan head had also not been seen in the group entering the capital.
"That old fox is the most miserable. He's usually used to sitting on the fence, but this time, there's no need for him to say anything. Everyone knows which side he'll stand on."
The head of the Wu clan suddenly felt his mood improve. He jeered, "Who told him to have such a good son?"
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Outside the capital was a Daoist temple called Tan Zhe.
In the rear courtyard of this Daoist temple was a ginkgo tree. It was said to have been personally planted by Emperor Taizong, and it had been growing for almost one thousand years.
This ginkgo tree grew extremely well. In the golden autumn, its leaves would turn yellow and become a golden waterfall.
Three years ago, when Wang Po entered the capital to kill Zhou Tong, he had sat under this ginkgo tree for eleven days, quietly comprehending the blade, and then on the banks of the Luo River, he had cleaved down Tie Shu with a heaven-shaking strike of his blade.
It was now the beginning of spring, so the leaves of the ginkgo tree had naturally not turned yellow, and Wang Po was also not here.
The Qiushan clan head walked out of the Daoist temple and sat on the ice-cold stone chair, sighing three times.
He had also come to the capital, but he had not entered the capital. Instead, he had gone to Tan Zhe Temple.
He wanted to find Wang Po and persuade him to go to Luoyang.
In short, he did not wish for Shang Xingzhou to return to the capital, and he certainly did not wish for Shang Xingzhou to see him.
Because he had a very low opinion of Xu Yourong.
He did not want to be implicated afterwards.
"Why don't we … go back?"
The Qiushan clan Guardian with an extremely profound cultivation looked at the clan head's worried frown and felt great sympathy.
"Even if we didn't come, would the Imperial Court believe that unfilial son?"
The Qiushan clan head sighed. "Since we've already come, let's just stay a few more days."
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