Chapter 190

Zhao Li was dead.

He died as a matter of course.

After all, Wu Xian had said from the beginning that he had come to kill the Emperor. Since he was the one who emerged victorious in the end, Zhao Li naturally had to die.

However, at this very moment, the people who saw this scene felt a sense of confusion and helplessness in their hearts, feeling that it was all very unreal.

After all... this was the Emperor!

You must know, Zhao Li was not some dim-witted or tyrannical ruler.

On the contrary, in his youth, he worked diligently and was overflowing with talent, pushing the Liyang Dynasty, which was not very prominent at the time, into the ranks of the powerful Spring and Autumn nations.

Later, in his middle age, he promoted talent without regard for background, forcibly elevating Xu Xiao, a mud-legged man with no family status, to the position of a world-renowned general. In just over a dozen years, he destroyed five nations in succession, giving the Liyang Dynasty its current momentum of unification.

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of achievements alone, Zhao Li is fully worthy of the title of a sage king. Looking through the history of this world, few emperors can compare to him.

But such a good emperor had now died before their eyes, and in such an undignified manner.

For a moment, the cabinet ministers who had once received Zhao Li's favor felt a surge of righteous indignation in their chests, and they couldn't help but point at Wu Xian, preparing to curse him loudly.

Hum—!!!

A flash of golden light, and the cabinet minister who had just raised his hand vanished instantly, his physical body annihilated into ash. The sorrowful atmosphere at the scene was also annihilated, replaced by an inescapable sense of fear.

"My lord... are you prepared to extinguish the last bit of the Liyang Dynasty's fortune as well?"

In the silence, Chief Councilor Zhang Julu stood out, blocking the front of the young eunuch—or rather, the descendants of the Zhao clan—with the appearance of someone ready to sacrifice himself.

"How could that be? I said before, I only came to kill the old Emperor; I have no interest in destroying the Liyang Dynasty.

So, you guy over there, you don't need to be so guarded against me, and don't try to gather fortune to fight me to the death. After all, if we really fight, I don't know if you'll die, but the guys behind you definitely won't survive."

The latter sentence was directed by Wu Xian at the young eunuch.

The gap in hard power between the two sides was not large; Wu Xian could only be considered slightly superior. But the young eunuch had a fatal weakness: his own existence was tied too deeply to the fortune of the Liyang Zhao clan.

Therefore, every time Wu Xian killed a member of the Zhao clan, Liyang's fortune would weaken by a portion, and the young eunuch's strength would also weaken. With one side growing and the other waning, he could never win against Wu Xian; he was only destined to be bullied.

Seemingly having thought of this, the young eunuch's face turned grimly ugly. He said word by word: "Since Zhao Li is dead, your goal has been achieved. If there is anything else you want to do, you might as well say it all at once."

"To be honest, I really didn't have any, but after those guys from Long Hushan came out, I did have a few thoughts."

As Wu Xian said this, he had already begun to calculate in his heart.

Originally, he had been biding his time in the Wu Family Sword Tomb, not daring to go out and mess around, not only because he needed to adapt to and sort out his own power, but also because he was afraid that his actions of disrupting the script would attract the attention of the people in the sky.

After all, although they were both "book flippers," Wu Xian's concept was completely different from Huang Longshi's; he was truly jumping outside the book and not playing by the rules.

If one day the people in the sky thought he was too much of a threat and opened the Heavenly Gate early, letting a bunch of immortals descend to the mortal world while retaining their strength to stage a righteous group beating—with even experts at the level of the Five Directions and Five Emperors taking action—then the fun would be huge.

But just a short while ago, the founders of Long Hushan descended to the mortal world together. It was clear they had already learned of Wu Xian's existence. Yet even so, they still only sent three experts at the Earth Immortal level, just like in the original work.

Even if this move was a test, it was too perfunctory. After all, according to intelligence and the strength Wu Xian had previously displayed, he was fully capable of contending with Wang Xianzhi. They should have at least sent down a Heavenly Human who could fight; otherwise, what was the difference from sending experience points?

Therefore, there was only one truth: the so-called people in the sky truly could not easily come to the mortal world. Even knowing that an uncontrollable existence had appeared in the world that would disrupt their plan to fish for fortune, they could only respond in a roundabout way.

Of course, it could not be ruled out that the other side was feigning weakness to lower his guard, but if that were the case, wouldn't it mean that they were hollow inside and had no absolute certainty of dealing with him?

Since that was the case...

Seemingly having thought of something, the corners of Wu Xian's mouth curled into an evil arc. But remembering that he was a protagonist, he raised his hand to suppress it, coughed, and said sternly:

"The world has suffered from war for too long. Everyone hopes for a peaceful and prosperous age. As everyone knows, Xu Xiao destroyed five nations in succession and was about to take Western Chu; he could have ended the Spring and Autumn wars early.

But what was the result? For the sake of his own family and surname, Zhao Li, knowing that changing commanders before a battle is a military taboo, still transferred Xu Xiao, the commander-in-chief of the army, away from the front lines. How absurd and childish such behavior is.

Therefore, Wu Mou killed him here today. Apart from personal grievances, it is more to seek justice for the suffering people of the world."

The impassioned speech sounded deafening to everyone, and their expressions were incomparably strange.

How to put it? These words made a lot of sense, but coming from the mouth of a lawless person, it sounded awkward no matter how one listened to it.

For a time, everyone felt as if countless old complaints were stuck in their chests, but they had nowhere to vent them, which was very uncomfortable.

"Of course, Zhao Li was certainly wrong, but Xu Xiao's killing of his sovereign and father is still an unforgivable sin. So, arrest him if he should be arrested, and kill him if he should be killed. You don't need to let him off easily just because of my relationship with his wife; otherwise, that would be an insult to me, Wu Mou."

Why is it Xu Xiao? Isn't the person who killed the Emperor you? Or do you think we really believed the nonsense you were spouting earlier?

Everyone was speechless, not understanding how there could be such a shameless person in this world, and that he possessed such powerful martial strength. Was God blind?

"... My lord is righteous, this old man admires you."

After a long while, it was Zhang Julu who spoke again. He said with an unreadable expression: "It's just that with the late Emperor deceased, Liyang is leaderless, and Xu Xiao is the key to defeating Western Chu; he cannot be easily punished. In such a situation, I wonder if you have any brilliant ideas."

"That's simple!"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over the eight adult Imperial Princes and the four princesses not mentioned in the original work, and he decided with a wave of his hand:

"The sage said: The people are the most important, the state comes second, and the ruler is the least. So, to be a good Emperor, one must let the common people live a good life. Since Liyang currently occupies twenty-four provinces of the world, let each of them govern two provinces for a period of one year. Whoever lets the common people live the best, let that person be the Emperor!"

"As for Western Chu, that's also simple. Send someone to tell Xu Xiao to conquer Western Chu within one year, and then return to Tai'an City to plead guilty. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting his wife remarry and finding his son a stepfather!"

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(End of chapter)