[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-675":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: I Forge the Dao Across Multiverses",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2346113,4584,"Chapter 675: Without grandeur, authority cannot be reinforced; nor must later generations find room to surpass it","simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-675",675,"\u003Cp>Just thinking of soon meeting such a terrifying presence, even Jia Yuanchun—who had spent years as a lady-in-waiting in the Northern Qing Palace and forged a strong psyche—could not help breaking into cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the hearts of Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun, Luo Fu’s image was no different from that of a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only because they had mentally prepared themselves were they still able to stand when they first heard they were to meet Luo Fu; otherwise, those two delicate young girls would have collapsed on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, as they followed the chief eunuch toward the palace where Luo Fu resided, Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun could not stop trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering the quiet grand hall, the three sisters dared not lift their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like puppets on strings, they mechanically knelt and bowed the moment the chief eunuch instructed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Luo Fu, long since transformed into a warrior of feudalism, had no naive illusions about abolishing kowtowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, kowtowing was inappropriate—but even if it were to be abolished, it must wait until Luo Fu had fully seized the realm; he knew well how cowardly and cruel the feudal gentry were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Akatsuki He told Emperor Gaozu of Han when the Western Han was founded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without grandeur, authority cannot be reinforced; nor must later generations find room to surpass it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the founding ruler, Luo Fu had risen too swiftly—so swiftly that, beyond those under his command who had awakened bloodline energy, across most of Jiangnan, Luo Fu had yet to truly establish his authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the centuries-old kowtow were abolished rashly, it would not earn praise for benevolence; rather, those cowardly and cruel gentry might outwardly praise Luo Fu as a kind ruler, but inwardly they would surely slander him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this point, the Qing dynasty of his past life had provided Luo Fu with the perfect example.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the gentry class, ordinary people possessed higher moral standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, as Luo Fu’s status, ordinary commoners did not even have the right to kowtow before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After kneeling to pay their respects,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the three sisters soon heard a unfamiliar voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rise. Lift your heads and let me see Itachi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collecting the Twelve Golden Hairpins? That had been his grand vow since awakening his past-life memories in the shared space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his status and position, he would never feign indifference or play games of reverse psychology—that would only make people think the founding lord of the new dynasty dared not even express his true nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Fu’s voice made the three sisters tremble involuntarily; only then did they timidly raise their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One must admit: no wonder they were listed among the Twelve Golden Hairpins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three Jia sisters before him each possessed unique charms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yuanchun, perhaps due to her palace experience and her status as the legitimate daughter of a ducal house, carried an air of dignified nobility—no wonder the future emperor of Northern Qing had named her Consort Xiande.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That noble bearing was Jia Yuanchun’s most precious quality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yingchun was slightly plump, her skin soft and lustrous, her figure well-proportioned, her cheeks like fresh lychees, her nose smooth as goose fat; gentle and quiet, though young, she radiated a uniquely tender beauty—perfectly balanced, pleasing to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Tanchun was tall and slender, with an oval face, bright eyes and elegant brows, her gaze sparkling with spirit; though her features bore faint resemblance to her sisters’, her beauty carried a distinctive, striking impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his gaze swept over the three women, Luo Fu’s eyes flickered with satisfaction. “The four Jia sisters—three are here today. It seems their reunion in the palace will not be long delayed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Luo Fu’s unhidden possessiveness,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the three sisters were merely startled that he had even set his sights on Jia Xichun—and beyond that, they felt immense relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been sent to him like gifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Put bluntly, in this era of north-south division, where Luo Fu was likely about to overhaul the entire order,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their status as daughters of the Ning and Rong mansions meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During dynastic transitions, the more noble the woman, the more extreme her fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being taken into the household of a new regime’s elite was, comparatively speaking, a favorable outcome; worse still, the new regime might select a few former ministers to execute as warnings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the worst fate—either cast into the courtesan quarters or subjected to the punishment of “pianxing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was “pianxing”? Even speaking of it was forbidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a one-time use—thrown straight into military camps, used until dead, nearly equivalent in cruelty to lingchi for men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the women of a fallen noble house, being taken into the new ruler’s palace was the best possible outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even former princesses and imperial consorts, taken by the new ruler, were seen as recipients of mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Jia Xichun was indeed very young—even the Jia household had never planned to send her to Luo Fu—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>since Luo Fu had set his eyes on all four Jia sisters, it meant that after the new dynasty’s founding, at the very least, they would live out their days safely in the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to noblewomen singled out for execution as warnings, this was hardly punishment—it was a favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the three sisters frozen in place, Luo Fu said: “What? Are Itachi dissatisfied?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three sisters were instantly terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yuanchun hurriedly knelt again; Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun followed suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We are but humble willow and reed, unworthy of Your Majesty’s grace—we dare not harbor even a single impure thought.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha…” Luo Fu burst into laughter. At that moment, he suddenly understood Genghis Khan’s famous saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jia household—a colossal, seemingly unshakable force before Luo Fu awakened his past-life memories—now seemed no more formidable than an ant he could crush underfoot. He had never even actively moved against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, the Jia household was on the brink of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well said,” Luo Fu nodded approvingly. After suppressing his laughter, he gestured to the three sisters. “Come here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his gesture, the three sisters flushed crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, as the eldest, Jia Yuanchun took a deep breath and crawled forward on her knees to Luo Fu’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Luo Fu lifted her up and pulled her into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Princess of Rongguo County? The Northern Qing emperor truly… clings to appearances.” Luo Fu glanced at the two stunned younger sisters. “Do the Northern Qing emperor and the Rongguo household really believe sending Itachi three women here will let them divide the realm with me? Delusional!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether kneeling on the floor—Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun—or cradled helplessly in Luo Fu’s lap—Jia Yuanchun—all three felt their hearts drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yuanchun had known her fate since being named Princess of Rongguo County and dispatched to Jinling as a bride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun had only realized their purpose after boarding the boat bound for Jinling along the Grand Canal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet all three knew well: due to the hatred fomented by the Jia household’s servants—who had driven Luo Fu’s family to ruin—sending them to Jinling was less a marriage alliance and more an offering to appease him, a tool for his vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even among marriage alliances, there was a difference: one forced by defeat, and another chosen strategically—perhaps to buy time, or for long-term planning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The princesses sent in marriage during the early Western Han, and those sent after Emperor Wu’s counteroffensive against the Xiongnu, lived in utterly different conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three Jia sisters were sacrificial pawns under duress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since Luo Fu bore a grudge against the Jia household, their very lives now rested entirely in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these circumstances, hearing Luo Fu’s assessment of Northern Qing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the three sisters instantly realized their mission had failed from the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scholar who had nearly been ruined by the Jia household’s servants no longer existed. Before them stood the founding lord of a new dynasty, poised to overhaul the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout history, every legitimate founding ruler—except those accidental, makeshift regimes like those of the Northern and Southern Dynasties or the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms—was resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, temporary truces did not count as compromise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Emperor Gaozu of Han and Emperor Taizu of Ming, both had once submitted to stronger foes before seizing the realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was only out of necessity when the enemy was overwhelmingly powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, between Luo Fu and Northern Qing, it was Luo Fu who held the upper hand—otherwise, he would not have had them sent to Jinling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant Luo Fu held all the initiative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing the three sisters could now do was abandon all dignity, offer their bodies, and let Luo Fu treat them as mere playthings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they understood the bleak, hopeless future ahead,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the proud Jia Tanchun and the naturally reserved Jia Yingchun turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Luo Fu seemed to frown with impatience,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun snapped back to their senses and hurried forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Luo Fu finally showed satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After glancing at Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun, Luo Fu chose Jia Yingchun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she was older, and her slightly plump yet perfectly proportioned body suited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding Jia Yuanchun on one side and Jia Yingchun on the other, Luo Fu laughed heartily and strode toward the side of the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Luo Fu’s direction, Jia Tanchun’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this where the Prince of Zhao conducted his official duties? How could there be a canopy bed here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, as Luo Fu passed behind the screen, Jia Tanchun was startled to discover a canopy bed placed behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, screens themselves served as dividers—especially in ancient times, when buildings were not constructed with fixed layouts like today, where walls pre-defined spaces for parlor, dining room, bedroom, etc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In feudal times, once a house was built, the interior remained one large open space; furnishings were used to partition functions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screens were the most typical such furnishing; bookshelves, display cabinets, and other furniture could serve similar purposes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But among them, screens were clearly the most effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could have imagined that behind the ornate screen in Luo Fu’s official palace lay a canopy bed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Luo Fu, one arm around Jia Yuanchun, the other around Jia Yingchun, pass behind the screen and enter the canopy bed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Tanchun blushed furiously, utterly at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, she heard Luo Fu’s impatient voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are Itachi waiting for? Come here quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart sank. She sighed bitterly—of course, the Prince of Zhao would not let her escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, she and her two sisters would have to abandon all modesty, endure humiliation, and submit to the Prince’s cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Jia Tanchun’s eyes, the moment they laid eyes on Luo Fu, he had bundled them all onto the canopy bed—wasn’t that clearly meant for their violation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, they lacked even the courage to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rising to her feet, Jia Tanchun gazed toward the screen and sighed softly—this was the Jia household’s retribution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, Jia Tanchun, her face flushed, walked toward Luo Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Fu, triumphant and satisfied, savored the three Jia sisters at different times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Lian, waiting anxiously, saw no sign of the three sisters leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to bear his unease any longer, he gathered his courage and said to the Chief Eunuch: “Chief, my three sisters have been inside for so long—why haven’t they come out? Have they offended His Majesty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though young, the Chief Eunuch had risen from the lowest ranks to the pinnacle of the imperial palace—he was no naive boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quite the opposite: when Luo Fu had taken Jia Yuanchun onto his lap and played with her, the Chief Eunuch had wisely left the hall and stationed himself outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, one must not disturb the Emperor’s whims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing full well what was transpiring within the hall, the Chief Eunuch wore a peculiar expression as Jia Lian, once the Young Master of the Jia household, inquired about his three sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Lian, Itachi were once Young Master of Rongguo Mansion in the capital—Itachi’re already married. Itachi ought to understand these matters better than this eunuch. Your three sisters have clearly won His Majesty’s favor. Looks like Itachi’ve got yourself a powerful patron in the palace now.” The Chief Eunuch teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Jia Lian froze as if struck by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, his face twisted in fury; his hands, clenched into fists inside his sleeves, trembled. He had never imagined that Luo Fu, the founder of this realm, would be so lustful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had barely delivered the three Jia sisters to the palace, and this Zhao Wang had already dragged them onto his bed without delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Yuanchun, Jia Yingchun, and Jia Tanchun were all his sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, he himself had delivered them into the arms of a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What filled Jia Lian with even greater humiliation was that he was forced to wait outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2176,"2026-06-21T01:08:31.665Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","626aa2656db3a40ed9ebe63f25b1e47a8c74a3d4b0c619e43d8ec97745cc3e2a","simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-676","simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-674",686,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-cover.jpg"]