The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 177 Warning: The Disadvantages of Aristocratic Clan
In the center of the imperial city of Daxing, a nine-story pavilion stands majestically. Its appearance is simple and elegant, and the beauty of ingenuity can be seen everywhere.

The pavilion is built on a bluestone base, with red columns and glazed eaves, and is magnificent. Each floor is decorated with exquisite carved window lattices, and the beauty of the mechanism can be seen everywhere.

There are countless ingenious mechanisms hidden between the steps, handrails, doors and windows, which not only ensure the stability of the building but also add a unique beauty.

"Master, this first layer is called Ink Fragrance, which is used for copying and appreciating books..." Lu Miaozi led the way and gave a detailed introduction to Wang Yi behind him.

He was ordered to supervise the construction of the Sutra Pavilion, and he worked day and night, and it took three months to complete it. During this period, he also had to supervise the construction of the underground palace, which was extremely busy.

Fortunately, with the influx of craftsmen from all over the world into the city, he had more and more people available, which greatly eased the tight schedule, which made him feel greatly relieved.

Wang Yi looked around, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He was very satisfied with the newly completed Sutra Pavilion. He smiled gently and said, "Sir, you have worked hard. I will find some helpers for you later so that you can relax a little."

"Hahaha...that's great." Lu Miaozi smiled heartily and walked towards the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

"The second layer is called the Sea of ​​Scrolls. Books are as vast as the ocean, implying the boundlessness of knowledge... The third layer is called the Classics, which stores classics such as classics, history, and miscellaneous works... The fourth layer is called the Foreign Classics, which contains books from various countries and ethnic groups..."

"The fifth floor, the Abyss of Wisdom, stores Buddhist, Taoist, Confucian, and other classics, as well as the manuscripts and essays of great Confucian scholars, great sages, and masters... The sixth floor, the Secret Book, stores ancient books that are not suitable for circulation to the outside world..."

"The seventh floor is the Mo Ju, where the master craftsman studied the Mo Dictionary. It is also the place where books related to mechanisms and the study of things are stored... The eighth floor is the Wu Pavilion, where the martial arts classics of the world are collected..."

Lu Miaozi led the way, introducing the story non-stop, and finally stepped into the ninth floor of the Sutra Pavilion: "This ninth floor is called Secluded Residence. It has a quiet environment, which is convenient for Taoist priests to concentrate on cultivation, study, or writing..."

Wang Yi's eyes wandered around the secluded residence, and every detail revealed extraordinary ingenuity and craftsmanship.

He nodded slightly, his voice full of praise: "The Sutra Pavilion is not only magnificent in appearance, but also has a unique internal layout. I am really grateful."

Lu Miaozi smiled modestly: "It is I who should be thanked. Xiuxun is now able to take charge of things on her own, and Pegasus Ranch has repelled the invading enemies several times. She has become a force that even the big powers dare not underestimate."

Through the Jinyiwei channels, he learned about the latest situation of Pegasus Ranch during this period.

After several major battles, the Flying Army that was able to defeat an army of 100,000 became famous throughout the world.

Xiuxun has been passed down the secret of longevity and has become a congenitally strong man. With the protection of the Flying Army, he has the capital to stand in this chaotic world. How can he not feel at ease with this guarantee?
Wang Yi walked slowly to the French window, overlooking the prosperous life of Daxing Capital, and said slowly: "It is not my place to interfere with the rift between you and Xiuxun. It is best to resolve it as soon as possible."

The smile on Lu Miaozi's face disappeared instantly, and bitterness quickly spread across his old face.

He wanted to eliminate it, but given Xiuxun's personality, it might be difficult to do so.

Now that girl must have known that he was not dead. The difficulty of eliminating the rift was so great that he got a headache just thinking about it.

"I can only say that I will try my best... If it is really impossible, I will have to trouble the Taoist priest to help." Lu Miaozi spread his hands with a wry smile on his face.

Wang Yi turned around and said seriously, "There will be major changes in the future, and Pegasus Ranch is too far away to handle it... It's best to let Xiuxun come to the Imperial City to practice meditation with me."

"Big changes? What kind of big changes?" Lu Miaozi's face changed in shock, and his heart suddenly began to tighten.

He was well aware of how powerful Taiyi Taoist was. The other party reminded him so solemnly, and one could imagine the horror of this major change.

"I calculated the secrets of heaven and learned that a powerful enemy is coming from outer space. It may be a strong man from the upper realm, or it may be other unknown dangers..." Wang Yi did not explain it in detail.

There are secrets hidden in the outside world of the heavens, and what he knows is very limited. He can only analyze and infer based on the memories of his first life.

"A strong man from the upper realm?" Lu Miaozi's expression really changed this time. He paced back and forth anxiously and said in a deep voice: "Master, I will arrange my duties and go to Pegasus Ranch to bring Xiuxun to the Imperial City immediately."

He had already made up his mind that he would bring Xiuxun to the imperial city even if he had to use force. The imperial city with Taoist Taiyi in charge was the safest place in the world.

Wang Yi's expression eased, and he said gently, "Sir, please be patient. There won't be any drastic changes in the short term. You can just take your time with this matter."

Lu Miaozi's expression eased a little, he frowned and thought for a while, then he bowed deeply and said: "If the situation is critical, please help me."

Wang Yi reached out his hand to help him up, and shook his head, saying, "It's best for you to solve it yourself, sir. My intervention will only aggravate the rift."

Lu Miaozi smiled bitterly and shook his head, then bowed and said, "Everything in the underground palace still needs my coordination, so I'll take my leave first..." After that, he turned around and left with a heavy heart.

Wang Yi shook his head helplessly, walked to the desk and sat down, took out a blank piece of paper, spread it out, picked up the pen and started writing quickly.

Taiyi Yang Guang was in charge of Yunchao affairs. He was responsible for the construction of the Sutra Pavilion system, the arrangement of the Gathering Spirit Array, the forging of the soldiers, and the forging of the warships...

He needed to do everything himself. Only by strengthening the foundation of Yunchao could he have the confidence to wait for the hard work. Fortunately, there was still plenty of time. If he couldn't even control this world, there was no need to talk about planning for the upper world.

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As soon as Lu Miaozi walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, he saw Wei Lianxiang leading a familiar face towards him. This made him slightly stunned, and he bowed and said in surprise: "Brother Song, I haven't seen you for many years. I hope you are well."

Song Que paused for a moment, stared at him for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Are you... Brother Lu?"

"It's me." Lu Miaozi smiled faintly. Seeing an old acquaintance, he felt relieved. "Brother Song, what's this?"

Wei Lianxiang smiled and said, "Lord Yi wanted to see him, so he ordered me to go to Lingnan. But the Shaofuqing seems to be worried. What kind of trouble did he encounter? Do you need my help to solve it for you?"

"Grand Master of the Imperial Household?" Song Que was really surprised this time.

In his impression, Lu Miaozi was a proud and casual person. How could this guy actually serve as an official in the court, and even as high an official as Jiuqing?

Lu Miaozi waved his hand and smiled bitterly, "It's a private matter, a private matter." He paused, looked at Song Que and said, "No egg is left unbroken when the nest is overturned. If the troubled times can end sooner, we will have a much better chance of surviving the disaster in the future."

The purpose of Taoist Taiyi inviting Song Que was probably to take down the Song clan in Lingnan, so as to speed up the process of unifying the world.

The reminder was given out of consideration for their past friendship, and of course it was also meant to give a helping hand. After all, no egg will be left unbroken when the nest is overturned, and he also hoped that his own strength would be enhanced.

"Brother Lu, what do you mean?" Song Que frowned instantly. He knew very well that Lu Miaozi was not the kind of person who would speak without a purpose.

Lu Miaozi shook his head: "I can't say much. Brother Song can only ask Taoist Taiyi for information in this regard..." After saying that, he did not stay any longer and hurried towards the underground palace.

Song Que looked up at the Sutra Pavilion that towered into the clouds, frowning and falling into deep thought.

Disaster? What kind of disaster could have destroyed everything? Taoist Taiyi? Daoism?
"Master Song, please come in!" Wei Lianxiang gestured with her hand.

Song Que nodded slightly, adjusted his mood, and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion with steady steps.

The two of them didn't say a word along the way, and soon they walked down the wooden steps into the ninth floor of the secluded residence.

Wang Yi saw Song Que and the other two coming, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. He put down his pen and chuckled, "Lord Wei, bring a chair for Lord Song."

Wei Lianxiang brought a chair and gently placed it in front of the desk. Then she stepped back a few steps and stood beside the desk with her head lowered.

Song Que's eyes flashed with solemnity. In his spiritual perception, the other party's aura was empty and mysterious, as if it didn't exist here. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have noticed that such a person existed.

He walked slowly to the desk and sat down, staring at the Taoist behind the desk without saying a word. At this moment, his spirit and energy were condensed into one, ready to fight with all his strength at any time.

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows with amusement and said, "I have no ill will towards the Song clan leader. There is no need to be so hostile."

Song Que's eyes were stern, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, you went to so much trouble to invite me here. I wonder what your purpose is?"

"What does the leader of the Song family think about the drawbacks of the aristocratic families?" Wang Yi laughed and shook his head, then picked up his pen and continued writing.

"Hmm?" Song Que was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, then slowly said: "The evils of the aristocratic families have existed since ancient times. They are a hidden danger to the country and a suffering to the people. The aristocratic families respect bloodline and family background, ignore virtue and talent, block the way for the wise, and cause the decline of wise officials and the decline of people's livelihood..."

When Wei Lianxiang was in the Song clan in Lingnan, she denounced the clan issue. He knew in his heart that the other party was giving him a reminder.

But this is a problem that has existed for generations, and it is almost impossible to solve it. Of course, there is a solution, which is to start a massive massacre and uproot the nobles...

Wang Yi raised his eyes and smiled faintly, "The aristocratic families monopolize the official career, and the poor scholars have no chance to succeed. In the past, Meng's mother moved three times to choose the right neighborhood, hoping that her son would have good teachers and helpful friends. However, the aristocratic family system has buried talented people among the grassroots. Even if there are talented people, it is difficult for them to realize their lofty ambitions. Therefore, it is said that there are no poor families in the upper class, and no scholars in the lower class. Isn't this injustice heartbreaking?"

"The sons of the noble families are born in wealthy families and raised in a world of luxury. Most of them are ignorant of the sufferings of the common people. They are full of the spirit of comparison and extravagance. If they become officials, won't they make the people suffer?"

"The noble families fought for power and profit for the sake of their family interests, fighting against each other and forming cliques for personal gain, which led to the darkness of government and the imminent danger of the country. Wouldn't such a high official cause the country to decline and fall?"

Wang Yi said this, glanced at Song Que who looked gloomy, and asked calmly: "What does the Song clan leader think of the 'nationalization' implemented by the court?"

For people like Song Que, it is difficult to truly use them for your own benefit unless they are sincerely convinced, so you have to spend more time on them, and it is worth your time to think about them.

(End of this chapter)