Chapter Fifty-Seventh: Plum Blossom Meets Moonlight

refore, even if you were going to the higher-ups in Qingyang Town, and needed two eggs, you would still have to go to the warehouse of the Sihai Merchant Alliance.Ahead, making haste to the warehouse...It is obvious that the composure of Yue Guo's national scholar Gong Zhiliang was not as good as Wen Juanying imagined.

Or, perhaps the demand for jade in present-day Yue State is even more urgent than we imagined.

But as a prime minister, Gong Zhiliang of course did not neglect propriety.

He first sent a message and then paid a visit. He walked into the Bai Mansion calmly and steadily. After his subordinates had offered their greetings, he bowed respectfully to Lady Bai Wenjuan who had come out to greet him from afar: "Gong某 has been inspecting the prefectures recently and happened to pass through Langya. Remembering our friendship, I came to visit my sister-in-law... It was a bit hasty, please forgive me!"

He had known Bai Pingfu for a long time. When Bai Pingfu was still alive, he often visited him. Even now, he still refers to Wen Juanying as his sister-in-law.

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Wen Juan, being of royal lineage in Yue Guo, naturally wouldn't be rude. She immediately exchanged polite pleasantries with Gong Zhiliang.

After a few sentences, Gong Zhiliang naturally shifted his gaze and saw Bai Yu Xia accompanying Wen Juan Ying. He exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, what a happy day! I see the pride of our Great Yue, returning home just today."

Bai Yu-xia smiled and said, "The Bai family has fallen into decline for a long time, with few carriages and horses passing by the gate. Today, to have such a distinguished guest visiting our humble abode is the greatest joy."

Wen Juanying subtly pinched her son, smiling as she ushered Gong Zhiliang to a seat: “What a coincidence. People get lonely when they get older. Spring March is plum blossom season, and I was thinking about getting together with plums. Where’s my son Yu Xia That’s why I wrote him a letter asking him to come back—please take a seat here on the right side of the Grand Minister, Langya is not as good as Kuaiji, please bear with any inconveniences.”

“Please go ahead, madam.” Gong Zhiliang walked along the side with a smile, looking around. Suddenly, he sighed: “The furnishings in the mansion are quite different from before; they feel unfamiliar to me—it seems that these past few years, busy with national affairs, I truly neglected my old friends.”

He bowed to Wen Juan Ying: "I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience."

“The prime minister is talking nonsense.” Wén Juānyīng hurriedly helped him up. “Your family and the Bái family have a bond forged by your late husband. But when it comes to national affairs and personal matters, who can say which is more important An old woman like me certainly understands that. As the prime minister of Yuè country, I must focus on national affairs. You’ve worked hard for the country! What do you mean by ‘not right’”

"Sister-in-law! You still call me Zhiliang, I'm not used to being addressed as Your Excellency. It feels strange and a bit uncomfortable." Gong Zhiliang said sincerely: "It seems like the friendship between our families has grown distant!"

“Why do you say that Although I call you 'gong-ge' brother, and address the official as 'old woman,' I still respect him. You have worked hard for the great Yue kingdom, putting both your public and private duties first. How can we separate them” Wen Juaning sighed: "What matters is our feelings for each other, so what do titles matter"

After Bai Pingfu's death and Bai Yuxia's departure, Wen Juanying managed to hold up the White family's estate. Of course, she wasn't a simple old woman. She conversed with a prime minister of the country without revealing any secrets.

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Bai Yu Xia smiled throughout the entire process, observing her role as a junior with humility and refraining from speaking out of turn.

Both parties seated in the living room, Wen Juan Ying suddenly patted her forehead: "Today I asked the kitchen to simmer a nourishing soup, but I don't know how it is now. I have to go and see - Xiangguo, you have to stay for dinner. This midday meal can't be missing."

Gong Zhiliang bowed his hand: "Then I'll trouble Mrs. Sister-in-law. I won't be polite with my own family!"

For Wen Juanying, writing a letter to call her son back was the ultimate limit she was willing to cross. She absolutely did not want to be present and influence her son's decision. Gong Zhiliang also had to understand this.

Wen Juan Ying left this place, taking all the servants with her. The living room was suddenly empty.

Bai YuXia simply sat there quietly, showing no expression, as if he were the guest.

Gong Zhiliang sighed: "Jadexia, it's been a long time."

"It's been a few years," Bai Yu Xia smiled faintly.

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Gong Zhiliang felt very touched: "You grew up under my watch, and now you are so successful. I'm really happy for you."

It was clear he wanted to appeal to emotions, but he was also smart enough not to mention Bai Pingfu.

But how could Bai Yuyao forget, back when they were at the court in Yue, he wore filial garb and asked the emperor for an explanation for his family, it was Gong Zhiliang who stepped forward and said "I watched you grow up too".

Looking at you growing up, your elders, even after your father's death, couldn't support you.

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National affairs come first, and the nation comes first.

A discerning person, how could they fail to understand

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How could Bai Pingfu's son possibly be so unmannerly

Bai Yu Xia smiled: "Thank you, Xiangguo, for your concern. I'm just a tavern owner now, honestly running a tavern, doing business straightforwardly, just making a living. It's nothing to brag about."

"No, no." Gong Zhiliang shook his head and said, "I've always known that you are the pillar of the nation, a genius. Back at the Yellow River meeting, I was the one who strongly advocated for you to participate. You certainly lived up to expectations and added luster to our country."

Bai Yu Xia smiled and looked at him.

“Once, the great Peng bird rode the wind for a day and soared up ninety thousand li!” Gong Zhiliang continued, “Right now, you just lack a stage to display the brilliance you have cultivated over these years. When your light shines forth one day, the world will know your name.”

“The light of the candle, once spent, is gone. Only the tears of the candle are left to make people weep.” Bai Yu Xia smiled and said, “It’s better to save some.”

“In life, who is not a tear lamp We all burn to death, drop by drop until the long night.” Gong Zhiliang was very enthusiastic: “Your light is different from others. You can illuminate this sky.”

"Hmph, how dare you speak like that Let's just talk about the Heavenly Stage," Bai Yuxia said. "Which Heavenly Stage are you referring to"

Gong Zhiliang said: “This Langya is the city of jade, Yue state lies in the crucial position of the world. It is the land of dragons and heroes. It is like a tall phoenix tree waiting for a phoenix to fly, it can be called the stage of the world.”

Bai Yu Xia let out an "Oh" and said: "I thought you meant Xing Yue Yuan when you said 'Under Heaven Stage'. In Bai Yu Jing Restaurant, I've also displayed my talents, to the point where the owner didn't even bother checking the ledger."

Gong Zhiliang let out a long sigh and laid down his conditions: “In the past, because of the turmoil caused by Ge's clan, my talents were driven out of the country. This national shame is also a cause for my sleepless nights!”

He looked at Bai Yu-xia: "Where is Hu today Yu-xia has grown up, it's time to avenge herself."

The revolution... of the G-class

When Jiang Wang had warned in advance, Yue Guo was well-prepared. The Great Defensive Array still stood, yet a prominent figure from a renowned Yue Guo clan, a high-ranking official among the Nine Ministers, was murdered within his own territory.

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Wasn't this thing known until today

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Back then, Ge Fei drove away tigers and wolves, yet watched idly as Bai Pingfu, the head of the Bai family, met his demise. This is a truth that any discerning person can see!

But that year's Bai Yu Xia, wanting to speak, couldn't utter a word.

Today, Bai Yu-xia remained silent. Gong Zhi-liang, however, took the initiative and said, "Let's settle this score."

This is just a test.

Affairs of the world, how much tribulation!

Yu Baihua very much wanted to laugh, but as such a smart person, of course he wouldn't laugh out loud.

He can leave the country. His mother's surname is Wen, she cannot leave. The Bai family has taken root here for many years, they cannot leave Langya.

Gong Zhiliang's requirements are in the conditions.

Who to seek revenge from Go kill a madman

Gong Zhiliang knew that a madman could never be appeased, so he said "Ge Shi."

This is the meaning of a national emblem, of course, it also means that of the sovereign.

The state can support the Bai family's efforts to subdue the elephant.

But today's Baishi wants to swallow Ge shi, his Baiyu xia must return to the country, otherwise this matter cannot be completed.

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“You flatter me too much, Your Excellency. I’m just a mere Bai Yu-xia,” Bai Yu-xia smiled faintly, “The truly valiant one is the person who seeks revenge without regard for background, even if it means wielding their sword against Heaven's capital.”

Gong Zhiliang's eyes immediately became much more serious, and he said softly, "Of course, old man I'm just giving advice. I know you've always been a person with your own ideas since you were young."

Lao Jiang's tiger skin is really good.

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Bái Yù Xiá inwardly smiled, but on her face she only said, "I'm still young and too naive. Many things require guidance from elders, otherwise the path ahead would be truly difficult."

Gong Zhiliang looked at him, very pleased: "Such an excellent nephew, so clear-headed, the revival of the Bai family is just around the corner!"

At this moment when the nation is in turmoil, if Bai Yu Xia were to return home, revitalizing the Bai clan would be no problem at all.

But is there still a need for the Bai clan to revitalize in present-day Yue country

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Gao Zheng is dead, Ge Fei has gone mad.

Bai Yu-xia did not believe that she had the ability to resist Chu.

He was not someone who was unwilling to sacrifice for his country. He fought bravely at the Guanhe Terrace, even being battered nearly to death by Xiang Bei. He had once been dedicated to serving his country and was willing, like his predecessors, to spend his whole life searching for a way forward for the Yue Kingdom.

But after he had worn filial mourning and abandoned his country, he no longer had the obligation to fight to the death for it.

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He also did not consider himself to be a person from Yue.

When he first followed the esteemed Marquis Wu'an, he was from Qi. Now, he manages a tavern called Bai Yu Jing in the capital. He is a person without ties to any nation or school of thought.

"Grand Tutor, why don't you have dinner" Bai Yuxia smiled.

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Gong Zhiliang also knew that the national grief over Bai's family was too deep, and this matter could not be rushed. So he only smiled gently: "Good."

“By the way, there have been such huge changes in Zhuang Guo. Does Jiang Wang know about them” Song Qingyue, the dragon of Qi Ming, walked along the tree-lined path: “He was with us when we discussed the new policies.”

"If he knew, he would have come directly." Qiming Zhihu said, "He's still in the demon realm."

"To the demon realm again" Song Qingyue raised her eyes, "Last time wasn't it said to be at Yu Bian"

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"I haven't killed enough. Eighteen, really" Du Yexi wiped his scraggly face, grabbed a liquor flask and took a large gulp, sighing contentedly.

No more burdens on my shoulders, finally I can drink!

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This addiction to alcohol had been weighing me down for so many years. Once it was released, it was like a flood, unstoppable and overwhelming.

Now he drinks, eats, sleeps and walks in a drunken stupor. He would even want to be submerged in the wine vat.

Li Jianqiu sighed softly: "It seems that killing is also a bit difficult for him, so I, his senior brother, can take some comfort in this."

Du Yehǔ thought for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Zhu might know the news."

“Have you contacted Zhu Wei” Song Qingyue asked.

How to contact

"Such a phantom realm,"

“I don't know what his name is in the Illusory Realm.”

"Zhu Buhuo in the Illusory Realm, it's clearly him."

"Is that so" Du Yecho scratched his head and looked at Li Jianqiu, "That obvious"

Li Jianqiu nodded.

Du Yexiao tried to enter the Illusory Realm of Taixu and wrote a letter, then came back out after a while: "He refused to be contacted by any strangers.""That's his style," Li Jianqiu said.

"Forget it," Du Yěhǔ said again. "We'll meet someday."

The three of them traveled north.

Their plan was to first go to the Kingdom of Li, to see how King Hong Junyan, the legendary king, governed. They wanted to see how he balanced the relationship between the people of the past and the present, and how he balanced the relationship between the people of the former Five Kingdoms of the Northwest and the people of the Snow Country.

The knowledge contained within this is enough for them to study for a long time.

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The failure of the Qiming New Deal stemmed largely from the antagonism between the core zone and non-core zones. Their original plan envisioned a mutually beneficial relationship between the two.

Song Qingyue also entered the Taixu Fantasy Realm, receiving news about the Qingjiang Shui Clan. Suddenly, she looked up, her voice filled with astonishment: "Fu Baosong is dead!"

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A coup has ended.

The Grand Secretary is fine, the Great General is fine, and the Water Master is fine.

Last was Fu Bo Song, who had always disagreed with their political views, and was killed.

Du Yexi froze on the spot.

Li Jianqiu looked back with a feeling of disappointment. Only then did he understand what Zhang Ren meant by "no need."

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Can a coup d'état avoid bloodshed

Those who have blood, shed it.

A skull that was both capable of being hewn and weighty enough to matter, there was only one such.

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After Zhu Wei left the Zhuang Kingdom, he didn't go looking for Du Yehu and the others again. He was certain of their safety, and that was enough. Everyone had their own lives to live, and not everyone wanted to stay at the inn all day.

He instinctively flew north, but then remembered that Budu City no longer existed.

He really wanted to fly south, but Ju Cheng was parked somewhere in the Southern Territories. But he wasn't qualified yet.

He walked alone in the woods with empty hands, taking each step forward but always feeling too slow.

“Hurry, hurry! The open city of Ju Cheng doesn't stay open for long!”

Far away, there were such sounds flying past the ears.

There was a long caravan, like a dragon winding its way, heading south.

I couldn't help but listen intently.

It turns out that Jucheng has convened the Thousand Opportunities, an event that hasn't been held for centuries. To be precise, since the former lord Zhao Xian Sun died in Yu Yuan and paved the way for Asura King Shandana's infamous reign of terror, the Thousand Opportunities came to a halt.

Ju Cheng is the headquarters of the Mohist school. It is a city of steel and also a city of divine craftsmanship. It has no fixed location, but it usually docks at Ti Jue Peak when the Thousand Opportunities Assembly is held.

And what is called "a thousand opportunities" can be considered a Mohist tradition. It is a grand occasion where the Mohists showcase their latest inventions to the world. It usually lasts for nine days,

At that moment, the city gate of Jucheng stood wide open. From all directions, people from across the land converged and flowed in from every corner.

The Mohist school was very willing to display the most advanced mechanical arts and did not hesitate to share them. So, the former "Thousand Opportunities" also had a private name, called "Stealing Teachers Conference".

Anyone can learn things, and what you learn is your skill.

But that was obviously in the past.

Contemporary tycoon Qian Jinhua clearly intends to make this a "business investment summit."

This grand event held at Tians Jue Peak, nearly invited all the powerful business guilds from around the world. The Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion of Mojia has also sent images of many goods to various powers in advance, the intention is very clear - wanting to raise funds.

Strangely enough, this passing caravan was from Yun Guo. Leading them was a disciple of the Lingxiao Pavilion named Xie Ruixuan.

I have no recollection of the name "Wei". Seeing that particularly unique face, I remembered having encountered him in Yun Guo before.

Yes, he finally couldn't hold back and snuck into the convoy.

Under Xie Ruixuan's protection, he disguised himself as a caravan manager, in charge of the goods on three cargo trucks.

"Aren't you going to Jucheng to buy goods Why are you still carrying so much" Sitting in the swaying carriage, I asked Zhu Wei.

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Xie Ruixuan smiled: "Zhuge Guan looks like he's never traveled with a merchant caravan before. Merchant caravans travel all over, there's no such thing as an empty carriage! We're going to buy goods from Ju Cheng, but we also need to sell some goods in Ju Cheng. It's not just Ju Cheng, we'll be buying and selling as we go."

"That explains why you didn't stop along the way and kept crunching numbers in your notebook."

"Running a merchant business is quite demanding on the leader's vision," Xie Ruixuan laughed. "My cultivation talent is not great, but I seem to have some talent in this area."

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I looked at him and said, "Then you could consider studying business.

Xie Ruixuan smiled even brighter: “Senior Sister has already prepared a cultivation technique for me. This time, I can almost enter the sect—I know that you prodigies are unwilling to waste time. I won't disturb you, cultivate in your carriage, and call you out when we arrive.”

Saying that, he lifted the curtain and went out, then ran to the front to count the goods.

I wish I could stay silent too, just sit quietly in the train car.

Since the day the city of Buhuo fell, he broke his spear and fled. Now, for eight years, Huāng Jìngmò has been held captive by the Mohist school in Jucheng...

Time flies!

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