Chapter 250: Chapter 107: The Wang Family Falls, Cultivators Move South
And these days, his actions were too high-profile, and his reputation too great.
For Xinci Temple, this was definitely not a good thing.
Yan Fujing spilled tea all over the table, as if to tell him, "Acting willfully will lead to a mess."
When it’s time to hold back, you must hold back.
Li Xuan knew Yan Fujing would advise him.
He was also waiting for Yan Fujing’s advice.
Now, he stood up, nodded slightly, and said, "I understand."
With that, Li Xuan bowed and turned to leave.
His figure was desolate, even his spine slightly hunched.
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Since leaving the Prime Minister’s residence, Li Xuan shut himself in and no longer received guests.
Rumors even spread within Prince Qing’s Mansion that Prince Qing was heavily drunk in the residence.
Those with insight quickly pieced together the story, coming to a conclusion: Prince Qing was avoiding suspicion.
Avoiding whose suspicion?
Of course, it was the suspicion of Buddha from Xinci Temple.
Previously, Prince Qing’s reputation was too prominent; now, he had bowed his head to Buddha, so he endured, drinking sullenly at home.
As night fell...
Tian Yuan and Zhao Qingxue each with children, while Qiao’Er and Shi He served Prince Qing.
They felt the fierce assault, seemingly sensing the grief and indignation within Prince Qing’s heart.
They understood very well.
Everyone understood.
Except for one person who didn’t "understand."
That person, naturally, was Prince Qing himself.
For more than two months, he had been watching the situation in Northern Mountain Road and the royal city.
He began to notice some intriguing facts.
For instance, the Empress Dowager would suddenly disappear after entering a certain room in the royal city.
For instance, some crucial conversations would always be abruptly terminated due to such disappearances.
This kind of disappearance was the same as at the edge of the Bronze Plain north of Yunzhou by the Great Yong border.
Li Xuan became increasingly convinced that people from the Bronze Plain had come to the capital, and they brought the power of "confusing spiritual detection" with them, causing the previously transparent capital to cast more shadows for him.
Even if he couldn’t hear the Empress Dowager’s crucial remarks, he gathered bits and pieces from their other attitudes and from others.
The Grand Empress Dowager sighed, her face full of worries.
The Empress Dowager Wang, nominally his sister-in-law, was unrestrained and was using her body to bind Li Jingfei, then began to collect wealth and increase taxes to convert them into gold.
This portion of gold would become incense money for Xinci Temple, while some continued to be transported north.
He saw the originally arrogant and proud Li Jingfei now hunchbacked even while walking.
Li Jingfei, as Xie Feng’s former second, had his pride. His arrogance and madness, enjoying the national mother, were normal, but why walk with a hunchback?
He even once heard the word "cultivator" from the Empress Dowager’s mouth, though it flashed by quickly, he caught it.
Various clues pieced together, Li Xuan easily reached a speculative conclusion: there were cultivators at the Bronze Plain who always needed gold, but for some reason this year, they required gold extraordinarily, so they directly demanded it from Great Yin.
The Wang family seemed to be very weak, as soon as the cultivators demanded, they gave in.
If Wang Baxian were here, when faced with such unreasonable demands, at least there would have been a fight first.
Demons can be fought, why not cultivators?
Then Li Xuan realized a simple truth: beside one’s bed, how can others be allowed to snore?
If cultivators were at Bronze Plain, then... could they accept the sudden rise of Buddha?
Li Xuan pondered, got up from Shi He, lay down on the couch, with an enigmatic gleam in his eyes...
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Originally, Prince Qing would wander everywhere.
Now, in the eyes of outsiders, Prince Qing basically stayed home, spending time with his wife and children every day.
A happy family was considered joyful.
However, just like the previous Prime Minister, even though Li Xuan didn’t step out, someone brought him information.
The third young lady from the Prime Minister’s residence frequently visited Prince Qing’s Mansion, bringing news to Li Xuan.
Such days passed for a year.
This year was also the happiest year of Li Xuan’s life.
Then, as another deep winter set in...
Something happened in the capital.
A head was hung over the city gate.
It was Li Jingfei’s head.
Li Jingfei’s eyes were full of fear and disbelief, even in death, his pupils wide open, with two lines of blood trickling from his eyes, frozen and adhered to his pallid face.
In the west wind, the head swayed back and forth on the city gate, unspeakably terrifying.
For ordinary people, Li Jingfei was just a head.
But for the upper echelons of the capital, Li Jingfei was the Wang family’s left arm and right arm, the powerhouse leading Secret Martial Arts to suppress all around for the Wang family.
He died, how could that be possible?
The Empress Dowager collapsed on the throne, still cradling a two-year-old child in her arms.
She was still young.
She had fought for everything to sit in this position.
But she sat on this position with trepidation.
She had sought alliance with Xie Feng, but Xie Feng was gone, and having allied with Li Jingfei, Li Jingfei was now dead.
"How did he die?"
"How could he be dead?"
"How is this possible?!!"
The Empress Dowager was nearly screaming.
No one could answer her.
All she could do was immediately gather troops into the capital to enhance her sense of security.
However, what the Empress Dowager couldn’t see, Li Xuan could see.
Even Li Xuan was a bit stunned by the scene.
What did he see?
A flying sword!
A flying sword swirling in the air, like a silver light bursting, instantly shattering Li Jingfei’s Vajra demon form, while also severing Li Jingfei’s head.
