Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 742 Commitment
The Prime Minister came out of seclusion. At noon on the seventh day after Li Zhaoyuan's visit, Xu Yuan, who was reviewing official business in Moyin Pavilion, learned the news at the first time.

As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, Xu Yuan discovered that no one seemed to have returned home in the past few days. The courtyard seemed deserted without any people.

In the past, there were always people in the inner courtyard, either the old man or the three younger generations. When the other three were there, they would take time to clean the courtyard, and although Xu Yuan did not do anything, as long as he stayed in there, he would always leave some traces of human activities.

Everyone in the inner courtyard has been busy these days. Xu Xinyao has been staying in the Gewu Courtyard, and Xu Changge has been staying in Jiange since he was defeated by him that day. No one is at home. For more than half a month, the leaves of the century-old ginkgo trees planted in the courtyard have fallen, and the golden fallen leaves all over the ground have withered and rotted in the autumn rain that has lasted for several days. Even a lot of weeds have grown on the dirt floor.

At first glance, it looks cold and dilapidated.

It will always be like this if the yard is large and uninhabited.

While thinking about whether to move the office to the inner courtyard, Xu Yuan walked through the narrow corridor connecting several rooms and entered the study.

There was a line of footprints on the fallen leaves all over the courtyard, leading directly to the half-open wooden door inside. Walking in, I saw the old man in a black robe with red patterns sitting behind the desk, holding a file and silently reading it.

The midday sunlight filtered through the window lattice. The dust in the study had been cleared, but all kinds of files and documents were neatly stacked throughout the room, so many that it was even difficult to step in.

Xu Yuan took a glance, was slightly surprised, and then felt relieved.

The administrative process of the Prime Minister's Mansion was not complicated. The local authorities would summarize various events in the imperial capital and submit them to the superior agencies according to their affiliations. The Black Scale Guard, the Institute of Gewu, the Tianan Chamber of Commerce and other forces would be reviewed by the officials of the Xu family, and finally sorted out by the Wenshu Academy and submitted to the Moyin Pavilion, that is, Xu Yuan.

But there are some exceptions.

Like internal references, the internal affairs of the prime minister's office were also divided into ten levels from heavy to light according to the corresponding standards in the order of the heavenly stems "Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding". Normally, matters above Level C would bypass Wenshu Temple and Moyin Pavilion and be directly submitted to the prime minister by Lou Ji and others.

Of course, this is a normal time of year.

Before his father went into seclusion, he had already instructed that all matters within the Prime Minister's Mansion would be decided by Xu Yuan. With this oral order, Xu Yuan had read most of the files piled up in the study, of course, except for the secret letters submitted by the Black Scale Army.

"Find a seat for yourself."

Hearing the noise at the door, Xu Yinhe did not look up. He said something casually and temporarily focused his attention on those files. He was in seclusion for half a month at this critical time. Even he needed some time to digest the piled up affairs.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan had no intention of disturbing the old man. He instantly went to the cushion beside the tea table and sat down cross-legged.

After returning to Beijing, he has been working around the clock. It is a rare opportunity to relax and take advantage of the waiting time to make a pot of good tea to reward himself.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Xu Yuan felt uneasy again.

When was it possible to just make a pot of tea and drink it as a reward?

I sighed in my heart and took out various tea utensils after a long time. I was a little unfamiliar with boiling water and warming the cups. After a while, the gurgling sound of boiling water echoed in the quiet study.

The scenic tea from Longxin Mountain is supplemented with Kunlun Ice Spring. It tastes salty and astringent at first, but has a strong sweet aftertaste. After drinking a cup of fragrant tea, Xu Yuan unconsciously exhaled the turbid air that had been pressing on his chest for more than a month.

Time passes by, the warm sun of late autumn shines on my body, my fingertips stroke the slightly raised porcelain patterns on the wall of the cup, and I enjoy this long-lost leisurely afternoon.

As soon as the pot of tea was finished, Xu Yinhe's voice sounded on time:
"Have a rest?"

Xu Yuan paused for a moment as he poured the tea into the pot again. He looked back and saw that most of the piled-up files in the room had been removed. The voice he spoke at this time was a reminder that it was time to get down to business. However, after a slight hesitation, he asked softly:

"Want to go out?"

"That's not true."

"Can't we drink and chat over there?"

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Xu Yinhe stared at the third son who was sitting in front of the tea table and was unwilling to get up for a few breaths. A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and finally he got up and walked over.

Xu Yuan quickly brewed the new tea and started to boil it.

Father and son sit opposite each other.

Xu Yuan glanced at the extra white hair of the old man and said casually:

"Father, your hair has turned a lot greyer."

Xu Yinhe brushed his sleeves and held the cup, speaking calmly:

"It's in the past, don't worry."

really.

Xu Yuan sighed softly in his heart.

Given this old man's temperament, the Pingxian Tax Law has just been passed and the situation has already begun. If it is not necessary, he would never go into seclusion at this time.

After a little consideration, Xu Yuan chose to ask:
"Father, what exactly is that thing in the sky? Could it really be the so-called providence of God?"

Xu Yinhe raised his eyes and pondered for a moment. Seeing that the three men had reached the level of transcendental cultivation, he chose to reveal some:
"It's not God's will, it's just a way of life."

Xu Yuan was puzzled. This answer was too puzzling:
"What do you mean?"

Xu Yinhe did not say much:

"When you have enough cultivation, you will naturally understand what your father said. If you have not yet reached that level of cultivation, no matter how much I say, you will not understand."

Xu Yuan could tell that the other party didn't want to talk anymore, but he still insisted:

“Does that thing have subjective consciousness?”

“Subjective consciousness.”

Xu Yinhe frowned slightly when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head gently: "Father doesn't know about this yet, but maybe he will know it in the future."

Xu Yuan opened his mouth immediately after hearing this, but was interrupted by Xu Yinhe, who smiled faintly and asked:
"You must be very tired after returning to Beijing."

Xu Yuan hesitated to speak, but finally followed the other party's topic and said:
"There are some. I feel that the system of the Prime Minister's Office has a lot of problems. It relies too much on the leader, which is not a long-term solution."

Xu Yinhe naturally knew about this matter, and said quietly:
"When the Xiangfu system was first established, it was not designed to last for thousands of years. After all, your father is too idealistic, so I can only make you suffer for a while."

Xu Yuan was silent for a while, then said:
“It’s hard now, but maybe in the future, once you’ve tasted the power, you’ll be happy with it.”

Xu Yinhe shook his head slightly, picked up the boiling Kunlun Mountain spring water, warmed the cup, and whispered:

"Be content with what you have done. Do less and get more, and that's how you will live forever."

Xu Yuan curled his lips. This old man actually knew how to joke. He then said:

"The ship has already set sail, there is no turning back. Even if you want to do less and get more, you have to wait for the ship to dock again."

At this point, Xu Yuan changed the subject and said:

"Father, Li Zhaoyuan is here to see me."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yinhe also restrained the smile in his deep eyes, nodded and asked:
"The Black Scale Guard has already informed Father of this matter. He must have come that day to support you, right?"

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment, then said with a hint of amusement:
"He said he could give me a chance to kill him to bridge the gap between him and me. Now it seems that he is indeed asking for my support."

Hearing this, Xu Yinhe looked at the three men opposite him with a slightly complicated look:
"Is this so"

Xu Yuan raised his eyes and said seriously:

"Father, he said Li Yaoxuan agreed to this."

"Li Yaoxuan?"

Xu Yinhe murmured, his face expressionless, but a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, and he asked:

"How would you like?"

Xu Yuan's eyes were firm:

"I promised him."

"You are no better than the new law in this matter." "I know."

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Hearing this answer, Xu Yinhe did not respond immediately, but fell into deep thought.

After a while,
He asked word by word:

"Changtian, do you know what this means?"

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Xu Yuan certainly knew what this meant.

The source of power comes from violence.

In other words,
He who possesses supreme power must possess supreme violence.

The fourteen states in the world were able to transition from a sect world to an imperial world. The essence of this was that the possessor of supreme violence changed from an individual cultivator to a military formation.

And the ruler of the dynasty is the owner of the military formation.

If Li Yaoxuan wanted to support the second prince to ascend the throne, he would inevitably pass on the royal family's highest military formation skills to him, which directly led to Li Zhaoyuan making a false promise that was almost impossible to fulfill.

If you want to kill him, personal strength is not enough, you must use an equal army to resist. Once the army is mobilized, it is no longer an assassination, but a declaration of war!

That night, Li Zhaoyuan said that he came to bridge the rift between him and him, but in fact he came with questions from the royal family, or rather a declaration of war from the royal family.

Declaration of war after pacifying the sect.

If Xu Yuan agreed, it would mean that there would be a war between the emperor and the prime minister.

Thinking in my heart,

Xu Yuan took a deep breath and explained slowly:

"Father, what I promised is that if he can survive, I will fight with him to establish the sect."

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Hearing this, Xu Yinhe obviously relaxed a lot.

As for the relationship between the emperor and the prime minister, he and Li Yaoxuan had the same attitude, which was to transform the fierce war that caused devastation to the people into a power struggle among the top leaders of the central government, giving the lower levels a chance to recuperate.

Da Yan cannot afford two civil wars.

And Xu Yuan’s meaning is very simple.

He would carry out the assassination before Li Zhaoyuan ascended the throne, and if Li Zhaoyuan really ascended the throne, then the matter would be left alone.

see,

Xu Yinhe did not say more about this matter:

"It's up to you. Be careful."

Seeing that his answer was granted, Xu Yuan felt very complicated.

Before recounting this story, he had already prepared himself to be rejected. After all, if things went wrong, there might be a civil war among the emperors. However, he did not expect that his father would still agree to his idea.

Xu Yinhe seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and smiled faintly:

"My time as a father is limited, and the future will eventually change with you. Even if there are restrictions, you will eventually do it in the future."

After a long silence, Xu Yuan said slowly:
"Thank you, father."

Xu Yinhe just shook his head and said:
"In the end, I was the one who broke my promise to you. When the Northern Territory was plagued, I promised you to kill Li Zhaoyuan. Now it seems that I can't do it. I am only fulfilling my promise by accepting your request."

Speaking of which,

Xu Yinhe paused for a moment, then continued:

"But I have fulfilled the other promise I made to you."

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Xu Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and after a little thought, he turned around and asked hesitantly:
".Tianyuan Sword Sect?"

Xu Yinhe nodded:
"Ah."

"But hasn't the Imperial Master already..."

"Lou Ji said that?"

"Correct."

"Her intelligence was wrong."

Xu Yinhe raised the poured tea, took a sip and said:

"Ran Jianli is still alive, but the situation requires him to fake his death and not show up. You should be able to understand the reasoning behind this. Don't spread it to others."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan let out a long sigh.

His father had killed Master Ran Qingmo, and he was ready to be chased and hacked by Big Ice Tub with a sword.

Now that I have a definite answer, the huge rock that has been hanging in my heart for more than half a month has finally fallen to the ground.

"Tuk-tuk."

Xu Yinhe tapped the tea table to draw Xu Yuan's attention back, and said solemnly:
"Don't be too happy yet. Your father has some things to draw for you in advance."

As he spoke, he casually took a copy of a document with the Black Scale Army logo printed on it and placed it on the tea table:

"This is the military intelligence sent by Zong Qingsheng. Sixty percent of the military equipment near the two river basins has been raised, and Yuan Hao has also rushed there from the northern border. Based on the current progress, the first surprise attack on the sect will break out in two months.

"Although I have promised to give you a chance, a hundred-year plan cannot be delayed due to personal reasons. In other words, Changtian still has two months."

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Xu Yuan was silent.

In "Cangyuan", the origin of the conflict between the imperial court and the sects is the demise of the Tianyuan Sword Sect. Now, with his intervention, although various hidden sects in the dark have surfaced ahead of time, the imperial court can only start with the Sword Sect.

The Tianyuan Sword Sect is located in the plain area between the two river basins. It has been a place of war since ancient times. As for other important sects, the Jiantian Pavilion is in the southern border of Dayan, and the woman surnamed Wen is directly in the sect’s base camp on the coast of Jiangnan.

The imperial court’s surprise attack can only be fought in the Tianyuan Mountains!

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan slowly stood up:

"Then I will leave today"

"sit down!"

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Xu Yuan sat down quietly.

Xu Yinhe took out a secret book from the Xumi Ring, handed it to him, and said:

"This is the Black Scale Army's basic military formation skill. It won't be too late to go after you learn it."

(End of this chapter)