Chapter 950: New Loves and Old Affections

That evening.

Because of the curfew, the Duqi and the Duwei started fighting in the streets.

One side supported the curfew.

The other side did not.

Are you kidding? The curfew was ordered by the great Jin Wanji, and you won't allow it?

Jin Wanji is nothing! Do you know how much tax revenue will be lost from one night of curfew? How many people will be unemployed because of this, with no income? How are they supposed to live?

I don't care about all that! This is an order!

To hell with your order! Is there a royal decree?

Therefore.

And so they began to bicker.

Good heavens.

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The entire Hancheng became lively. As the saying goes, everyone in Hancheng is either rich or noble; you suddenly impose a curfew like this? Just because you Westerner Party members want to silence the masses? But what you are blocking now is our path to wealth! Relatives of Ministers, brothers-in-law of Vice Ministers, and later, women from the brothels and citizens supporting Liu Zheng, all ran out.

The next day.

Li Tun still did not express any opinion.

"Bastards! What do these Duwei want to do!"

This entire night.

It ended almost like a game of cat and mouse, with both sides in a standoff.

It was extremely lively.

"Could it be that these Southern Faction members still want to stir up some trouble?"

"Hmph, them? It's not like the King hasn't given them chances before!"

"Lord Jin, it's just that this curfew..."

Jin Wanji was furious.

The other members of the Westerner Party were also burning with rage.

"This is too much!"

"Do you think this Vice Minister Liu is easy to deal with?"

"Who knows what kind of mischief he and the King are plotting this time!"

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes: "The curfew is not the goal; the goal is to demonstrate! I want this Vice Minister Liu to know that we Westerners are not to be trifled with! Besides..."

Someone raised an objection.

He believed that imposing a curfew just because a mere Vice Minister Liu had arrived in Hancheng and because there was too much talk about him was a bit like being paranoid, seeing an enemy in every bush and tree. If word got out, it would make the Westerner Party look petty.

Jin Wanji gave a cold snort: "You don't know a damn thing!"

Full preparations?

What does that mean? Could it be...

Someone immediately changed color and said: "Lord Jin, do you mean..."

He took a deep breath: "Vice Minister Liu's arrival in Hancheng is very likely to bring about some variables."

Then, he looked around: "Gentlemen, we must make full preparations!"

The group's expressions changed.

That would be open rebellion and treason; could they be at ease with that? Hearing this, these people also began to feel aggrieved. That's right, hearing Lord Jin put it this way, they also wanted to manage the government well, but the King didn't trust them and hindered them at every turn—what Method could they have?

So, many things were not because they were useless, but because power had not been fully granted to them!

"So, Lord Jin's meaning is..."

Jin Wanji sighed: "Although the King has once again entrusted us Westerners with heavy responsibilities, because of the incident with Lord Min, he still does not trust us enough..."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Nonsense.

"This..."

"Lord Jin!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Someone took a deep breath.

Jin Wanji gave a cold smile, tapping his fingers on the table: "Gentlemen, the Duqi is our strongest weapon. Therefore, with this curfew, I want to see exactly how many spies the Southern Faction has planted in our ranks and take this opportunity to root them all out!"

"My Lord, are you thinking of..."

These people were instantly frightened by Jin Wanji's idea.

"Then, when is the right time?"

Jin Wanji's words were clear enough. Why did he want to root out those fence-sitters? It was simple: if the King really wanted to take them, the Westerners, down, they would imitate the Min Weizhong of the past and stage another military coup! Because only for a coup would they need a force without divided loyalties!

A military coup!

Rebellion!

All of this exceeded her understanding of the Dao of the sword.

Sword in Hand, Sword in Heart.

Hidden Sword.

Still the third floor of the Honglu Temple.

Still that same chessboard.

That night, Lu Yao did not sleep well, because she tossed and turned thinking about Liu Zheng's words from yesterday, thinking about that chessboard filled with shifting killing intent.

Liu Zheng chuckled and continued drinking his tea.

Lu Yao suddenly had a very subtle feeling.

The two of them were drinking tea and playing chess here.

Why hide the sword?

It is very simple; Hidden Sword is still ultimately for the sake of Drawn Sword, just to draw the sword more sharply and more explosively.

"Wait."

Before long.

On the side of the Duwei, because of a minor issue, they clashed with the Duqi.

Before long.

Inside Hancheng, conflicts were already erupting frequently, causing chaos. Realm, this is realm; she suddenly gained another layer of understanding of the man before her, and it seemed that the person she originally thought was half-boring was now becoming vivid and fascinating. Although he did not know martial arts, he had a very deep attainment in the Dao.

In a little while.

Among the Duqi, two Commandants had already been captured by the Westerner Party and thrown into prison.

Yet beside them was the slaughter of martial artists who could move mountains and seas and shake the heavens and earth; their slaughter was closely related to the two of them, but it also seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Even.

Even the torrential rain that might appear in the scene could not wet the two of them.

And Liu Zheng was just drinking tea.

This feeling was truly subtle.

It was as if the two were sitting on a small boat at this moment, speechless toward each other.

The sword.

Where exactly is it?

Lu Yao suddenly fell into a state of confusion; she could not help but grab the sword in her hand, fearing it would fly away. For a swordsman, the sense of security a sword gives is truly too intense.

Subtle.

Wonderful.

The entire chessboard, although filled with murderous intent, seemed unable to harm Liu Zheng in any way.

To have an epiphany is a good thing.

He was not in a hurry to speak either.

Hancheng is really becoming more and more interesting.

However.

The ethereal, unreal, yet intoxicating atmosphere that Liu Zheng had created at this moment made her feel extremely conflicted.

Liu Zheng looked at Lu Yao at this moment and smiled slightly.

He was hesitating.

Then, let this storm come more violently.

Constitutional monarchy is not that simple.

His arrival had panicked both the Westerners and the Southerners.

But Li Tun.

Had remained silent all along.

The Westerner Party and the Southerner Party were fighting and grabbing, back and forth.

This was only the second day.

No rush.

For Li Tun, only when faced with trouble both internally and externally could he make a painful decision.

Several generals of the Duqi had been removed.

The Duwei were the same.

Sure enough, the one who came to find her was Li Xuanya. This eldest Princess of the Li Dynasty, an existence who was also stunningly beautiful, looked at Lu Yao, who was lost in thought, with jealousy, biting her silver teeth lightly.

"Shh."

Liu Zheng glanced at Lu Yao, who was still in the midst of an epiphany, and hurriedly stood up to meet Li Xuanya.

"Young Master!"

Just at this moment, a very resentful voice rang out.

Liu Zheng gave a bitter smile and looked back.

Li Xuanya said mournfully, "Is the Young Master so nervous about this new love?"

"Pfft."

Liu Zheng almost fell over.