Chapter 822: Chapter 489: The Secret of the Former Chu Crown Prince (Monthly Ticket Request)
“A person with strong abilities?”
Cao Zhengxian’s eyes gleamed, and he immediately understood that the Emperor already had someone in mind. The previous words were merely a prelude. He then echoed:
“Your Majesty speaks the truth, but who is Your Majesty leaning towards?”
Jingtai squinted slightly, his fingers continuously tapping on the armrest. After a long pause, he spoke:
“Has Chen Yuan returned to the capital?”
A hint of ‘as expected’ flashed in Cao Zhengxian’s eyes. This person had long caught the Emperor’s attention and was being closely watched. This was precisely the time for important use.
He then bowed and said:
“Returned to the capital yesterday.”
“What does Cao Qing think of Chen Yuan’s ability to handle affairs?”
Jingtai asked.
“Chen Yuan’s abilities are indeed outstanding, but he acts too rashly and has a ruthless nature. If we assigned him to investigate this matter, this old minister believes it could work.”
“Hmm?”
“But the leftover remnants of Chu are no ordinary matter. With Chen Yuan’s cultivation strength, I fear he might still be inadequate.”
Cao Zhengxian carefully expressed his opinion, acknowledging Chen Yuan’s abilities while questioning his strength, thus neither agreeing nor opposing.
After all, one could not directly refute a candidate favored by the Emperor.
“It’s just an investigation; I neither expect Chen Yuan to eradicate these remnants of Chu. In the north, the one who truly has such strength is King of Beiliang!”
“Your Majesty is wise.”
“Previously, the Golden Envoy in Liangzhou reported being marginalized by King of Beiliang. We sent another Golden Envoy to assist, but instead of working together to handle pressures, these two clashed over power and profits. I’m considering appointing Chen Yuan as the Golden Envoy to Liangzhou, where he can also investigate these remnants of Chu.
What does Cao Qing think?”
Jingtai voiced seriously.
Cao Zhengxian’s eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly said:
“Your Majesty, the position of a Golden Envoy in a province is of high status and significant responsibility. Chen Yuan only has True Core cultivation and lacks sufficient experience. If he were to be appointed as a Golden Envoy,
he might find it overwhelming, and the martial artists of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau might not be pleased. Please reconsider, Your Majesty.”
Cao Zhengxian quickly added.
He never expected Chen Yuan to be appointed as a Golden Envoy so soon.
“Cultivation? Cao Qing, are you unaware that Chen Yuan killed Tang Sect’s Sect Leader Tang Xianzhuo head-on in Shuzhou, proving his strength is not inferior to Heavenly Core Masters despite having True Core cultivation? As for experience, it’s ludicrous; the martial artists in Heavenly Patrol Bureau may have experience, but how many have achieved significant accomplishments for the court?
Chen Yuan shattered Japan’s Sumeru Illusion Realm, salvaging the court’s reputation. This alone surpasses the experience of countless others.”
Jingtai snorted disdainfully, showing dissatisfaction toward some Dan Realm Masters of the Heavenly Patrol Bureau.
In his eyes, these were mere useless individuals, not to be compared with Chen Yuan.
Cao Zhengxian’s tone faltered, awkwardly lowering his head. The Emperor had already spoken so much; what more could he say? Could he confront the Emperor over Chen Yuan?
It wouldn’t be worth it…
“Your Majesty speaks wisely.”
After pondering for a moment, he nodded.
Jingtai gazed at Cao Zhengxian, a smile slowly spreading across his face, and said:
“Chen Yuan has extraordinary talent, with the potential of a True Monarch. I intend to cultivate him. If he breaks through to Yang God in the future, he will surely become a cornerstone of our dynasty.”
“But Chen Yuan’s youthful nature is exceedingly ruthless. If he truly achieves True Monarch status, Your Majesty might find him hard to control.” Cao Zhengxian spoke again.
He constantly tried to sour the Emperor’s opinion of Chen Yuan.
His adopted son Yang Yuanqing, only recently recovered from injuries, harbors an endless animosity toward Chen Yuan. Meanwhile, Gu Tianqiong, after exiting seclusion, has repeatedly targeted the Imperial Supervision Bureau, showing utter disrespect toward him.
The enmity he dared not confront Gu Tianqiong with was thus directed at Chen Yuan.
Because Chen Yuan is now the most exceptional talent in the Heavenly Patrol Bureau, reportedly highly valued by Gu Tianqiong, hence forming a grudge against him.
Jingtai’s lips curled slightly, calmly saying:
“Just a mere Chen Yuan, does the Emperor lack means to control him? He indeed possesses sharp talents, akin to a fine blade, but I….am the Sword Holder!”
A pervasive aura of control emanated from him, as if he didn’t regard Chen Yuan at all.
“Your Majesty….”
“Enough, send someone to invite the Great Governor. I wish to discuss this matter with him.”
Jingtai raised his hand, stopping Cao Zhengxian from continuing.
“This old minister obeys.”
After Cao Zhengxian left the Imperial Study Room, a flash of brilliance appeared in Jingtai’s hand, revealing a blood-red porcelain bottle. Upon opening it, a pungent bloody scent wafted out.
Jingtai picked a thumb-sized red pill from it, felt the surge of power within, and swallowed it whole, revealing a somewhat intoxicated expression.
He quickly refined the red Spirit Pill.
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At Duke Wuwei Mansion, Fourth Prince Sima Ke had already left with his entourage for some time, leaving Chen Yuan alone in the main hall, his gaze slightly narrowed as he pondered the ins and outs of the situation.
Yet no matter how he thought, he couldn’t comprehend why Sima Ke underwent such drastic changes.
Not only did he suspect some connection between his mother, Lady Yang, and himself, but he even considered forging some ties with Princess Pingyang, mother and daughter?
If his mind wasn’t troubled, then the ability to endure such matters was truly extraordinary.
This capacity for forbearance was the greatest he’d ever seen, even surpassing Ouyang Zhi significantly, as the latter was persuaded by Lady Xu, whereas Sima Ke simply understood it himself.