Chapter 1525: Super Big Project

Hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but restrain their smiles.

Yes, he had offended the Supervisor so badly, so he must pay attention to his personal safety.

He Xiao's glory and favor all had a price.

But he immediately added: "Tell me, I heard it was unprecedented."

The crowd then talked about the Flying Flower Festival.

It sounded indeed more grand than the Yao King's Longevity Ceremony, and even temples everywhere distributed "Spirit Wisdom Cake," which was a rice cake specially prepared for this program, placed in the temple, and those who ate the rice cake could get the goddess's blessing, even the refugees in Tianshui City could go to receive it.

On the night of the celebration, golden spiritual rain fell from the sky over Tianshui City, and the fragrance was pungent; those washed by the spiritual rain had their serious illnesses turn small, small illnesses turn none, and chronic illnesses improve, feeling refreshed.

This was the grace descended by the goddess herself. However—

He He Lingchuan asked in a low voice again: "I heard that the spiritual rain grace this time was shorter than in previous years?"

He had read the records of previous years, "Golden rain like pulp," that was very thick.

But the one he felt at Yongquan Villa a few days ago was just a cool head and it was over, totaling only two or three raindrops.

This was a bit different from the records of the past, right? The banquet was quiet for a while. Fan Shuang said dryly: "It was a bit shorter, maybe it was an accident."

Of course it wasn't an accident. Commoners didn't understand, but everyone present knew.

This Flying Flower Festival, Yao Nation had tried its best to organize it, but the Queen and the temple performed plainly and coldly. This festival should have been held in the new temple, but due to the slow progress of the project, the new temple had never been built.

He He Lingchuan had specifically visited that half-baked temple project, which was particularly large and magnificent, every exquisitely carved corner seemed to be able to hear the sound of throwing money, standing on that big square, standing in front of the layered buildings, people seemed to be a drop in the ocean...

But it just wasn't finished, only less than one-third completed.

If he had to say, the temple was unfinished.

Unfinished things, even gods couldn't tolerate.

He He Lingchuan could especially understand the difficulty of the Yao King, the national treasury was too empty. But for the gods, Yao Nation, as the first powerful country in Flash Gold, actually couldn't finish building a temple for two or three years, how much awe and love could it have for the gods? Love isn't just talking about it, it has to be expressed with actual actions.

The love of the Yao Court monarch and ministers was obviously unqualified in the eyes of the gods.

The spiritual rain was too little, and the effect on the human body was average, everyone would have a direct feeling.

Commoners were disappointed and terrified; although they didn't understand what was going on, they could feel Miaozhan Heaven's dissatisfaction.

"The goddess is angry, angry at us! It must be that we didn't do

The day after the Flying Flower Festival, the major temples were booming, crowded with believers going to repent and beg for atonement; the dissatisfaction among the people also put immense pressure on the Yao Court.

Gu Xuan coughed lightly: "Our King has already ordered that the new main temple must be completed within five months!"

Clearly, the King of Yao also wanted to ease his relationship with the Heavenly God.

Yuwen Xu interjected: "Envoy Liang must have put in a lot of effort too. The King hasn't been very harmonious with him lately. I heard that when he went to see the King, they argued several times in the Imperial Study..."

Yuwen Yong nudged his brother with his elbow: "What nonsense are you spouting? Is this something you can criticize?"

Yuwen Xu looked sheepish and finally shut his mouth.

He had drunk too much, and his tongue had become loose.

The Goddess's understanding of the Yao Nation often had to pass through Envoy Liang. Don't forget that Envoy Liang's own son was dealt with by the King of Yao just a few days ago, and his position in the Construction Department was also stripped; could Envoy Liang speak well of him in the Goddess's ear?

Reflected in this Flying Flower Festival, it meant the celebration hosted by the Yao Nation was grand, but the Queen and the temples appeared indifferent and cold.

He He Lingchuan changed the subject at the right time, and the group ate and chatted until the moon passed the center of the sky before they dispersed, satisfied.

Early the next morning, Zhang Shuo entered the palace to see the King of Yao and relayed He He Lingchuan's words exactly as they were.

The King of Yao stroked his beard: "Oh? He boasted that he could expand the capital while filling the national treasury?"

"Yes, both dilemmas solved at once."

"Heh, what a 'both dilemmas solved at once'." The King of Yao asked him, "What is the method?"

"He didn't mention it during the meal; he said he wanted to think it over carefully."

"Think it over carefully? An excuse! He's afraid that if you learn it, this errand won't fall to him." The King of Yao sneered, "This kid is truly greedy; the money he made from the Youhu Villa isn't enough to fill his appetite! Now he's turned around and set his sights on the capital expansion."

Zhang Shuo asked: "Does the King intend to let He Xiao..."

The King of Yao rolled his eyes: "How could you even ask such a thing? He is an outsider!"

The implication was, what qualifications did He Xiao have to manage such an important project?

In a place as remote as Youhu, He Xiao was able to rake in over a million taels; if he took over the expansion of Tianshui City, wouldn't his earnings reach the heavens? He was capable, but he was also truly greedy.

The Yao Nation wasn't He Xiao's gold mine; how could they send money to an outsider like this?

But this person often had strange and brilliant ideas, and the King of Yao really wanted to hear his method. If the method was good, he had plenty of loyal subordinates who could execute it.

In the afternoon, He He Lingchuan went to inspect the construction site at Youhu again.

Picking a time when no one was around, the Soul-Stealing Mirror also asked He He Lingchuan:

"Zhang Shuo must have gone to the King of Yao to snitch. Hey, do you think the King of Yao will let you preside over the eastern expansion of Tianshui City?"

"Naive!" He He Lingchuan saw through it clearly, "The King of Yao was already unhappy that I made money at Youhu; the eastern expansion of the capital is a super-large project—how much profit is in there? Outsiders can't even imagine. If such a lucrative job were arranged for an outsider like me instead of the King of Yao's confidants, heh, wouldn't those ministers raise hell?"

At this point, he said 'oh' again: "I understand now. Qingyang opposes it with all her might; perhaps it's because the benefits of the capital's eastern expansion are too great. Everyone wants to get into the construction team appointed by the King of Yao, and everyone wants a piece of the pie from this super-project, which naturally further strengthens the King of Yao's power."

Thinking of this, his train of thought suddenly cleared: "Qingyang's ability is clearly far above the King of Yao's, yet she is constrained by him here. I finally understand why."

"Why?"

"Because Qingyang really has no projects in her hands!" He He Lingchuan clapped his hands and laughed, "Look, the King of Yao can let me build the Youhu Villa just by approving a plot of land, and he can start the Tianshui City expansion plan just by making up his mind. Subjects who want to be loyal or make money can find projects from the King of Yao. As long as they latch onto the right project, they might just get promoted and rich in one go; look at what Qingyang has in her hands? Only the power of impeachment. Even if the subjects below want to follow her, she has no projects for them to do. She can't get things done, and they can't make money."

The world is bustling for profit.

What's the use of just showing off? You have to let people make money or gain a future for them to be willing to follow you.

He He Lingchuan concluded: "The most terrifying thing is that the King of Yao has already realized this. From now on, Qingyang will only be increasingly sidelined, until eventually, she won't even have the power of impeachment."

Qingyang originally impeached officials, relying heavily on the mutual suspicion and reporting among officials. Now that they are largely solidified around the King of Yao, if not an iron block, they are at least working together to stand against her.

In this situation, is impeachment still useful?

Can power that isn't feared still be called power?

"This kind of confrontation isn't intense, but it will naturally push Qingyang out of the Yao Nation's political system, and it's happening shockingly fast." The mirror asked: "Will she just let it happen?"

He He Lingchuan smiled: "Even if Qingyang is shrewd, this change in the political situation should have taken shape before she could react."

It's not that Qingyang wants to let it go, but that she can't intervene.

"But Qingyang came to the Yao Nation with her own mission. If she can't complete it, she won't be able to answer to her superiors, right?" He paused, "Most importantly, Qingyang also has something to rely on, and that is the Northern Demon Nation standing behind her! Hmm, even Miaozhantian might help her."

The mirror wondered: "Eh? How do you know?"

"The King of Yao's eldest son was involved in the Elixir of Immortality case and died in Lingxu City, so there is already a personal feud between the King of Yao and Qingyang. The Demon Nation's Emperor knew this and still sent Qingyang here to be the Regent, and even wanted her to use her abilities to strike at the Yao Nation. Heh heh, if Qingyang had absolutely no support here, she wouldn't be here to retire; she'd be here to die."

"But there are very few forces on the Flash Gold Plain that can directly influence the King of Yao, so I speculate it might be the Heavenly God." He He Lingchuan said solemnly, "As long as she gains the support of the Heavenly God—like Miaozhantian—she will have plenty of power to deal with the King of Yao."

The mirror suddenly said: "In that case, you are in danger."

"Even if she kills me, she can't change the current situation in Tianshui City."

He He Lingchuan's set of methods is being watched by the Yao Nation's monarch and ministers; what is there that can't be learned? Even if Qingyang can kill him, the King of Yao only needs to replace him with someone else, and the Youhu Villa project can continue.

The mirror said: "Even if it's just to vent her anger, she has to take you out. If there's no price for offending her, who will fear her in the future?"

He He Lingchuan thought for a long time before muttering: "You're right. If Qingyang can kill me, not only can she resolve new and old grudges, but she can also let all the civil and military officials in the court see clearly the consequences of opposing her and Between Beijia!"

He had better go and get an amulet.

Early the next morning, He He Lingchuan was summoned into the palace.

The number of times he had entered the palace was already more frequent than most of the King of Yao's ministers. When the people in the palace saw him coming again, they all bowed to him with faces full of smiles.

Passing by the Jade Spring Palace, he saw that two crabapple trees had already been planted by the cold spring.

To make the saplings survive, they had to be planted during the hottest time. However, He He Lingchuan had already seen the frost forming on the leaves, so he figured the fate of these two crabapple trees was also grim.

A forced melon is not sweet; a forced tree will not live.

The King of Yao was enjoying his breakfast, and as soon as he saw He He Lingchuan, he waved his hand: "Come, come, keep me company for a bite."