Chapter 309: The Dynasty Is A Chessboard

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“Rebel? Why are they rebelling? Don’t I treat them well?”

The Emperor frowned and asked in a deep voice, his eyes revealing anger.

An Chang said helplessly, “It’s just accumulated grievances from the past. Your

Majesty, don’t forget that this happened often in the past.”

When the Emperor heard that, he could not help but sigh.

Indeed.

Such a problem had arisen long ago.

Even though they had come to the Great Wilderness and martial arts resources were endless, the martial arts aristocratic families and nobles would think of ways to squeeze the commoners dry. If everyone practiced martial arts and were free, who would work for the nobles and the operations of Great Jing?

This was an unsolvable problem. As long as the lives of the people could not get better and better, it would be difficult to be satisfied.

Often, war would break out at that time.

The Emperor would not allow war to happen. The reshuffling of war was only beneficial for the lower class who wanted to attack the aristocrats. For him, it was the greatest danger.

The more the Emperor thought about it, the more his head hurt. He thought of his father and Anzong and finally sighed.

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. I think we can make use of this opportunity.”

An Chang whispered, causing the Emperor to look at him.

An Chang said, “I would like to make a bold suggestion. Why don’t we make this rebellion bigger? Currently, this dynasty is not only yours. Since ancient times, even with the change of dynasties, aristocratic families can never be eliminated. Their power will only be reshuffled by those among them. In fact, this needs to be changed. With this rebellion, we can make those who have nothing to worry about come down from their position of power one after another and make the common people experience some suffering on top of that. Only then will they know that the Emperor’s kindness is vast and mighty.

Your Majesty, my words are indeed treacherous and atrocious, but it is more beneficial for your control in the future. Taking advantage of the fact that the Qiangliang Race still does not dare to attack us, this is our best opportunity.”

“If the world is in chaos, you are not the only one who is anxious.” The Emperor frowned and looked at An Chang with a cold glint.

An Chang lowered his head and said nothing else.

The Emperor asked, “If those aristocratic families achieve success and reach the point where they can no longer be restricted, what should I do?”

An Chang looked up and said, “I am willing to use my death to resolve your worries. I am willing to be Your Majesty’s blade.”

“Oh? Are you really willing?”

“Naturally, I am unwilling. However, I have learned the ultimate technique of Saint Qi, so I can fake my death. After that, I will change my appearance and continue to work for His Majesty by starting as a junior official.”

“Wouldn’t that be unfair to you?”

“It’s just a moment of grievance. To be cared for by His Majesty for thousands of years is what I want to pursue.”

After listening to An Chang’s flattery, the Emperor’s face was still dark.

The atmosphere in the imperial study was oppressive.

After a long time.

The Emperor slowly said, “I’ll leave this matter to you. You have to know your limits.’

An Chang looked up and said, “Your Majesty, don’t worry. I will choose someone from the aristocratic families to do it.’

The Emperor waved his hand and An Chang immediately left.

After An Chang left, the Emperor knocked on the table five times in a row. In an instant, a figure appeared before the table out of thin air. It was the God of Thieves.

The Emperor asked, “How much evidence did you get on him?”

The God of Thieves answered, “A lot, enough to implicate his entire family and never be able to make a comeback.”

The Emperor sneered and said, “Then continue to keep an eye on him. Don’t alert the enemy and don’t stop him from infiltrating the White-robed Guards. As long as we capture the core guards, I’d like to see if he’s a loyal but greedy official or a corrupt official who is greedy and evil.”

“Yes!”

The God of Thieves answered.

The Emperor asked, “What about Saint Guan? What did he say?”

The God of Thieves said helplessly, “He doesn’t want to enter the court, but if the foreign races invade Great Jing, he will take action.”

“That’s good. That’s enough. At the very least, no one can rope him in, and his condition is the most beneficial for me.

The Emperor waved his hand and motioned for the God of Thieves to leave.

The God of Thieves bowed respectfully and disappeared from the imperial study.

In mid-December, the Northern Xuan Province gathered an army to suppress the rebels. As a result, they suffered a tragic defeat. The number of rebels expanded rapidly and sieged cities and plundered land at an extremely fast speed. At the end of the month, they occupied the province.

The rebel leader’s name was Xu Mang, and he was once a scholar who failed to pass the imperial examination. As he was bullied by the local aristocratic families, his entire family of sixteen was killed in a fire. However, he was lucky enough to escape into the mountains. His deeds were widely spread throughout the Northern Xuan Province, causing the citizens to sympathize with him.

Xu Mang claimed to have obtained the inheritance of an immortal in the mountains, and his congregation expanded in a short period of time. During the battle in the provincial capital, he turned beans into soldiers and reversed the situation, which shocked the people.

Wasn’t Scattering Beans into Soldiers a spell of the Dao Ancestor?

Could it be that Xu Mang had obtained the inheritance of the Dao Ancestor or other immortal gods?

Time came to the 6th year of the Dinghe Era. At the end of January, Longqi

Temple posted a notice announcing that Xu Mang had nothing to do with Longqi Temple and was not the disciple of the Dao Ancestor. It could be considered as clarifying this matter. The influence of Longqi Temple was still very great and all the major forces helped to publicize it as a show of goodwill to the Dao Ancestor.

“Heaven does not care about the people, and officials are not kind to the people. In that case, the people shall be the rulers of the country!”

A large number of commoners began to rush to the Northern Xuan Province from all over the dynasty, and the martial arts world was in turmoil.

In February, the two vassal kings launched an attack on the Northern Xuan Province. After a long period of siege, they were attacked by a mysterious force and were utterly defeated. The two vassal kings abandoned their horses and fled. From then on, Xu Mang’s name shook the world.

In three months, the Emperor issued an edict. Anyone who killed Xu Mang would be conferred the title of king!

All the provinces in the dynasty were completely restless. Xu Mang had become an existence known to everyone in the Great Jing.

Between April and June, Xu Mang refused to stop and took over another province.

In the courtyard.

Chen Li lamented, “How extravagant. I’m suddenly curious about the number of people behind Xu Mang.”

Ye Xun rubbed his hands and smiled. “I want to find trouble with him and have a taste of being conferred the title of king.”

Mu Lingluo said, “The Mu Family sent a letter saying that Xu Mang has more than a hundred Grotto-heaven realm experts under him. Some are from the vassal kings, while others are from the holy grounds. It’s hard to determine who is supporting him.”

Bai Qi leaned on her claws and asked, “Could it be the Emperor?”

Ye Xun rolled his eyes and said, “Is the Emperor a fool? Isn’t he shooting himself in the foot if he is supporting this rebellion?”

Ji Wujun looked at Chen Li and asked, “Can Great Jing transform after Xu Mang’s chaos?”

“No, Xu Mang is only opening the prelude to chaos. If we want the dynasty to be in chaos, we have to split up the provinces. Only then can we consume the aristocratic families and sects.

Chen Li shook his head and sighed.

Ji Wujun sighed. “If that’s the case, I’m afraid Great Jing will need dozens of years to recover.”

Chen Li said, “This is a must. It’s different from the past. Even if it is rebuilt, it will be based on the foundation of the Great Wilderness. It will definitely develop faster than when Great Jing was founded.”

Everyone continued to talk about Xu Mang. Xu Mang’s story was touching. He did not rebel for benefits or fame, but because he was forced into a corner. Anyone who was like him would want to support him after their family was destroyed.

Experiences like Xu Mang’s were not uncommon in the world.

There were provincial ministers, vassal kings, and aristocratic families everywhere in the world. Many evil deeds did not reach the ears of the

Emperor. Even if it did, it would not be easy for the Emperor to take action.

It was evident that someone had secretly promoted Xu Mang’s story and used his experience to incite more people to join his cause.

Within the Purple Cloud Palace.

Jiang Changsheng sat on the praying mat and ignored the discussion of the spectators. He was currently observing the Dao World.

Under the Cloud Sky Divine Tree, another spiritual herb was nurturing its wisdom.

As his cultivation increased, the Dao World became larger and larger, and the rules of the Dao World became more and more perfect. At first glance, it was not much different from the Great Wilderness, but there were no native creatures.

Under Jiang Changsheng’s gaze, the spiritual herb fluttered in the wind. It looked no different from the surrounding flowers and plants, but its surface was more crystal clear, as if it had just experienced the baptism of the morning mist.

The spiritual wisdom in the spiritual herb had already been born and it was very weak. Now, it was up to itself to see if it could persist.

An hour later.

The spiritual wisdom of the spiritual herb had yet to dissipate, which made Jiang Changsheng look forward to it even more.

Could it be that he was about to succeed this time?

He slowly retracted his gaze. In the Dao World, ferocious beasts did not approach the Cloud Sky Divine Tree, so he was not worried that any ferocious beasts would destroy the spiritual herb.

He opened his eyes and began to habitually calculate the experts in different ranges.

The Demon Supreme had finally reached 6 billion incense points. He was now in the sixth level of the Heaven and Earth Emperor realm. It was unknown if he had recovered from his injuries or if he had broken through.

The value of the strongest expert in the known range was still 8 billion incense points. The mysterious Heaven and Earth Emperor realm expert lurking near Great Jing had left, and the value of the strongest expert in Great Jing with the exception of Jiang Changsheng had fallen below 1 billion incense points.

From the looks of it, Great Jing would not encounter any trouble for the time being.

“Then I’ll let you continue to cause trouble. If the ending is not good, don’t blame me for being heartless.”

Jiang Changsheng muttered to himself. He had the Limitless Eyes of Heaven and Earth and could sense the thoughts of his believers, so his vision was broader.

The game with Xu Mang as the protagonist involved too many forces and powerful figures. From the Emperor to the mysterious forces hidden in the dark, there were even many acquaintances.

With the dynasty as a chessboard, there were more than two camps.

Even though there were many believers participating, no one in the Mental Wander Realm dared to rope in other believers on a large scale. Of course, that was not necessarily the case in reality.

Even though his believers believed in him, it did not mean that they were absolutely loyal to Great Jing. There was no lack of ambitious people.

In this calamity of Great Jing, the ones suffering were those citizens without faith or backing. Most of them did not understand politics and only focused on their current lives. They would follow whoever could give them hope.

Taking advantage of Great Jing’s internal strife, Jiang Changsheng began to fully comprehend the Dao.

Perhaps after he broke through, he could create his own luck and bless Great Jing without limiting the lifespan of the Emperor. This idea had long sprouted in his heart, and his inspiration came from Hell.

If Great Jing were like Hell, and the more people there were in Great Jing, the stronger the luck of the dynasty would be, then the more power it would give Jiang Changsheng, and he could even control this power!

At present, it was only a hypothesis. Jiang Changsheng did not have the confidence to succeed.

On the other side.

Endless ocean, Guangtian.

In the resplendent hall, the Emperor of Guangtian sat on the dragon throne with a pale complexion. He looked at the officials in the hall and asked, “The Heavenly Duke is not here, but the demons have invaded. What should

Guangtian do?”

He was only a puppet emperor without any real power. However, if the luck of Guangtian were to dissipate, he, his children, and descendants would all die..

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