[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn":3,"chapter-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-116":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Thirteen Years as King of the Great Song, I Learned I Was the Dragon",{"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},2271811,4437,"Chapter 116: The Turning of Stars: The Canhe Finger (Combined Chapter)","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-116",116,"\u003Cp>After court dismissed, Zhao Ti went to the Ministry of Rites to obtain the list of the Western Xia envoy delegation, and indeed found that the leader was General Helian Tieshu, but Ye Li Chunfeng, deputy head of Yipintang, was not on the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pondered: if someone of Helian Chunfeng’s stature didn’t conceal his name, then the names on the list were likely accurate; Ye Li Chunfeng held no high rank and had no reason to hide, so if he hadn’t come, there was room to maneuver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself carried a Yipintang waist token; Ye Li Chunfeng had said he would return and petition for him to become deputy head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling it, Lianzi and Xia Feng both showed such sorrow, but Xue Ze alone never let her worry, grief, or shame reach intense levels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some might say that Song once attacked Zheng and even annexed Cao—both Zheng and Cao were vassal states of the Ji clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Fish Brother, thank you, Fish Brother…” The man’s face lit up with excitement upon hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even though it was hard to adapt, Du Ming gritted his teeth and stayed, silently reminding himself this was his final time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were many strong ones on this sea, most with peculiar habits, and Baka La could understand that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before me now appeared two faces ashen with rage, their skin cracked into fissures oozing blood, with maggots wriggling out—terrible beyond words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say, all this is an illusion—do you believe it? Because it’s an illusion, your sword qi never once touched me… let alone shattered me.” Du Ming shook his head at Changkong Daoist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Typically, imprinting is a process: wear down, repair, wear down again, repair again, until the novice is worn smooth into a seasoned expert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saitama, as usual, lay on the deck basking in the sun, lounging in a reclining chair as he leisurely read today’s latest newspaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qianqian’s eyes flickered with despair—of course, it was all fake. There had never been hope to begin with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Yunle’s shout rang out sharply in the quiet forest, catching the attention of disciples who had been resting and cooling off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why have you changed your attitude toward Shu Yan?” Zhang Zexi asked curiously after swallowing a bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their grotesque forms—even after seeing so many dead bodies—made me unable to resist mocking them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Father Emperor has found me a good family, I must sincerely thank him when the time comes. Let’s see who comes to propose in a few days—I’ll be sure to take a good look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Nanshuang clutched the jar in her arms as if Lian Yun were still with her, finding great comfort in it. Her injuries were so severe she lay bedridden for over half a month before rising—this recovery was only possible thanks to the White Jade Continuity Ointment unique to You Zun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Jinghan clearly understood the key point, but now every major state affair, big or small, depended on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around Ye Nan’s body hovered a faint green light membrane, shielding him from Zhu Yuntian’s attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though a single iron rod floating was strange, as someone born at the endpoint, what spectacle hadn’t he seen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miao Miao’s father was passed out drunk—he’d drunk far too much, muttering, “Madam, madam, I haven’t drunk, I’m not drunk, I haven’t drunk.” Miao Miao’s mother, furious, slapped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t it all for the sake of him being able to do something? For him to sacrifice himself? Wasn’t it said that no matter what, they’d protect him? Wang Dehai watched Lin Huifen gaze at him with an expression of “I’ve finally won,” and suddenly felt he himself was the greatest fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Yun murmured softly—only he knew how much power he had just used, yet he hadn’t expected this man to detect it and successfully dispel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just has too many godmothers: Wu Meijuan claims to be her godmother, Aunt Chen Juan says she is too, and Aunt Cheng Huihui also insists on joining in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even dealings between the Empire and the Five Hundred Worlds are not handled by the Diplomacy Division, but by a department directly under the Lord of Tailong.\u003C\u002Fp>",694,"2026-06-19T22:30:31.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0f7ac3858c057c609f699ad532e2c72cec1286e51dca95c5a78d97abd951ec76","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-117","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-115",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]