Sheng Fu

Chapter 1025 Convergence of Tributaries
Jing Hanqing lowered her head and smiled faintly. This senior brother had many confusions and uncertainties when he first started out, which made her feel inexplicably cute.

It seems that when Yuwen Jun established the Hengchang Sect, his state of mind was quite similar to that of his senior brother.

However, back then, Yuwen Jun still had experienced mentors advising him behind the scenes.

For example, the Dean of Bailu Academy, Prime Minister Qiu Qing, and Vice Prime Minister Bai Xiaowei.

The current Jing Hanqing is also playing the role that Qiu Qing, Bai Xiaowei, Pu Weiqing and others played for Yuwen Jun back then.

Many things, once you get the hang of them, will naturally become easier to handle later on.

In the hearts of Jing Hanqing and the others, their leader of the seven-character regulated verse has always been a great talent.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Cheng noticed Jing Hanqing's slightly "malicious" smile and asked with a smile as well.

Jing Hanqing gently shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that this day has come too late."

"However, for the banquet at the return to the sea, the eldest brother still needs to personally write a notice and affix the seal of the Northern King."

"You can decide on the specifics yourself, senior."

"If I were to write this for someone else, I would be overstepping my bounds."

"Moreover, my senior brother may need to draft similar content frequently in the future."

"In my memory, although my senior brother's writing skills are not outstanding, they are not mediocre either."

After saying that, Jing Hanqing began to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study for Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng rubbed his chin, finding it amusing.

It turns out that the difficult and complicated problems I once imagined turned out to be like this when I took on the main responsibility.

After a long while, Jing Hanqing laid out the Xuan paper and handed the brush to Fu Cheng.

After taking the pen, Fu Cheng began to write.

"All righteous people in the Northern Territory who are concerned about the new policies are welcome to enter the Northern King's Palace tonight to participate in the banquet for returning to the sea and share in this grand event."

"The North shall rise, and the people of the North shall stand tall!"

There were no lengthy and elaborate speeches, and the language was quite simple and unadorned.

However, after the Northern King of Fucheng stamped the proclamation with his seal, the notice became more complex.

"What do you think, Junior Sister?" Fu Cheng asked Jing Hanqing with a hint of pride.

Jing Hanqing said frankly, "In recent days, many people have come to Bazhou to spy on us. I think you should write more copies and stamp them all with the seal of the Northern King. At least the walls of the four city gates of Bazhou should have invitations to your banquet at the sea."

Fu Cheng patted his head and chuckled dryly, "Thanks for the reminder. It's my first time doing this, so it's understandable that I'm a bit flustered."

The young King of the North quickly resumed writing.

"How is your writing?" Fu Cheng asked as he wrote.

The literary quality of this notice is not important; what matters is its spirit and the resounding attitude of His Highness the Northern King.

At this critical juncture, no one cares about His Highness the Northern King's literary talent.

However, Fu Cheng would keep this matter to himself.

After all, Fu Cheng had long left the world with the impression of being both a scholar and a warrior.

Jing Hanqing said with a look of approval: "With such high spirits, the Northern Frontier should prosper and the Northerners should stand tall. Their spirit can swallow mountains and rivers."

In fact, in terms of literary talent alone, Jing Hanqing's writing skills are only mediocre. The reason Jing Hanqing said that was simply to flatter him.

Unfortunately, Fu Cheng did not realize the true nature of the matter.

After finishing writing, Fu Cheng stood up and said, "I think I should personally post these notices."

"Only in this way can the people of the North see my sincerity."

Jing Hanqing gave a thumbs up and said, "Senior brother is truly farsighted." Seeing Jing Hanqing's attitude, Fu Cheng was both amused and exasperated, and said, "Don't be ridiculous. Don't think I don't know. You look at me like I'm a clumsy newbie."

"Speaking of which, how did Yuwen Jun handle these matters?"

Jing Hanqing paused for a moment and said, "In my memory, my sect leader has always been a hands-off manager. Even when he occasionally needs to do things personally, he only gives a general outline and leaves the rest to me and the cabinet."

Fu Cheng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but he didn't ask any further questions.

In this world, some people may think that Yuwen Jun is not a good person, but no one would doubt that Yuwen Jun's talent and strategy are not exaggerated.

Fu Cheng walked out of the study, out of the inner hall, and into the courtyard.

Inside the Northern Prince's Mansion, the courtyard was filled with guests.

In particular, when Jiang Ping, Song Jian, and the others saw Fu Cheng in person, they all subconsciously clasped their hands in a respectful bow and said in a firm and powerful voice, "Greetings, Your Highness the Northern King."

Its sound was deafening, soaring straight into the sky.

Even Fu Cheng himself was slightly intimidated by this aura.

He knew that this address of "Your Highness the Northern King" came from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately, he clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed deeply, and said to the crowd, "After years of hardship, I have wasted my title as the chief of the Seven Laws. Now I have come to my senses and wish to establish the Northern King's court and implement new policies in the northern border."

"I am deeply grateful for the sincere friendship of my fellow townsmen."

"From now on, I will certainly live up to your kindness and the sentiments of the people of the North."

"Fu Cheng greets everyone!"

In the distance, Guo Shenghe and Gao Zhi saw this scene. They looked at each other with slightly mocking smiles on their lips. Guo Shenghe whispered, "Our senior brother is getting better too."

Gao Zhi chuckled and said, "He should have recovered long ago, but fate played a cruel trick on him."

In the courtyard, everyone slowly rose to their feet.

Fu Cheng cupped his hands in a fist salute once more and said, “Gentlemen, a banquet will be held tonight to welcome the new government. All righteous people who care about the new government are welcome to attend. I will now go to the four gates of the city to post notices.”

"Please wait here for a moment, I will be right back."

Before leaving, Fu Cheng bowed respectfully to everyone once again.

Then, Jiang Ping, Song Jian, and the others saw the young Prince of the North transform into a long rainbow and disappear into the sky above the Prince of the North's residence.

The Northern King personally posted notices, inviting righteous people to participate in the banquet at the return to the sea, which will naturally become a timeless tale in the history books of the North.

……

The Prime Minister's residence is not far from the Northern Prince's residence.

Bazhou has been bustling with activity these past few days, a veritable melting pot of all sorts of people, but Bai Xiaowei is not interested in such excitement.

With the intervention of the Huang family, the Guo family, and several major families in the south, local trade within the human realm gradually stabilized. However, overall, many merchants still closed down.

Especially in the northern region, more and more businesses are gradually closing down.

The rise in basic prices has made it increasingly difficult for people who were previously able to afford three meals a day to make ends meet.

Fortunately, after Bai Xiaowei carried out sweeping reforms in the north, arable land was evenly distributed, and grain prices remained relatively stable.

Under the eaves, Bai Xiaowei leaned back in his recliner, swaying slightly, displaying the leisurely demeanor of a wealthy old man.

Suddenly, he felt a surge in the void, and then Xie Yiming arrived.

"Your Excellency has a refined taste." Xie Yiming had thought that Bai Xiaowei would be busy in the study, but he never expected that Bai Xiaowei would be enjoying himself here.

His Highness the Prince of the South has arrived, but Bai Xiaowei doesn't seem to have any intention of getting up to greet him. With his eyes slightly closed, he says with a contented expression, "It's not exactly a refined pastime. How's your investigation into the Purple Gold Alliance going?"

"If there had been no news, they probably wouldn't have rushed to find me."