1722 Young Head’s Idea 3
“Young Head, I believe that is a splendid idea,” the Elder Man declared, receiving unanimous nods of agreement from the others.
However, in the midst of their discussion, a sudden realization struck the Elder Man.
“Oh, I just recalled something,” he interjected. “My messenger informed me that the Saint Divine Land intends to establish a Shiling Palace. They plan to gather all the civilians and encourage them to train and practice. Those who exhibit talent will be allowed to stay, while those who lack aptitude will be directed to the Shadow Door to pursue martial arts.”
“….”
“Maybe we can offer some help to Phoenix Girl about Shilling Palace!”
“….”
“That timing couldn’t be more perfect,” Mu Ning remarked, looking at the Elder Man and nodding in agreement.
It seemed like a fitting opportunity for the Cangyan Door to lend their expertise. With centuries of practice and experience, they could offer valuable guidance to the people of the Saint Divine Land. By doing so, they would earn the gratitude of both the Saint Divine Land and Phoenix Girl.
Truly, it was an exceptional chance.
“Elder Man, be vigilant. We must express our willingness the moment this opportunity arises,” Mu Ning stated firmly.
The Elder Man nodded.
He got that totally.
Only a select few ministers within the court were privy to the existence of the Shiling Palace, and they were preparing to enter the court for an official visit once the news became public.
They eagerly awaited its unveiling, hoping that it would occur soon. Having been away from home for an extended period, they were eager to fulfill their mission promptly.
With the arrangements in place, the Cangyan Door experienced a mixture of anxiety and reassurance. Consequently, they began making necessary preparations within the hostel.
In the northern courtyard, members of Snow Territory had gathered, their expressions reflecting embarrassment and unease.
Their presence near the borders of the Saint Divine Land necessitated a heightened level of security.
Ouyang Mingjing skillfully arranged the guards and guided them back to the room, ensuring their safety.
As he settled into the room, he retrieved a small box that he had carried with him. Inside rested a pristine snow lotus flower, a relic from the icy realms of Snow Territory that had been preserved for thousands of years. Ouyang Mingjing had intended to present it to Phoenix Girl as an engagement gift. Yet, despite the passage of time, the flower remained untouched, nestled carefully within the confines of the box, cradled in his hands.
As Longqing observed Ouyang Mingjing’s distracted gaze fixated on the snow lotus flower, a sigh escaped his lips.
“Mr. Head, what course of action should we take?” he inquired, with a tone tinged with concern.
Ouyang Mingjing carefully closed the box, placing it on the table. He then walked toward the window, gazing into the distance.
“We must exercise patience for just a while longer. The time has come for our plans to unfold. Phoenix Girl will have no choice but to accompany us to Snow Territory,” Ouyang Mingjing declared, his tone notably cold. “Longqing, return to Snow Territory and bring additional guards. We will ensure that Phoenix Girl is brought back to Snow Territory.”
“Yes”
Within a mere day, tranquility settled over both the capital and the court of the Saint Divine Land.
Guests found residence in the hostels, while the court underwent thorough cleaning. Lord Huai efficiently managed all affairs, ensuring everything was in proper order. Military officers and covert guards from the Shadow Door patrolled the streets, instilling a sense of security that emboldened even the most apprehensive individuals to venture outside.
Simultaneously, Lord Huai’s ascension to the position of King was widely accepted.
Amidst uncertain times, the populace yearned for a protector who hailed from the imperial lineage, someone capable of safeguarding them and upholding the royal legacy.
At Xunyang’s Palace.
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