The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 256: Tools for Playing with Imperial Power
Sandbar, Shenwei Town, now Shenwei City.

On top of the city wall, flags of thorns were flying, and teams of soldiers in distinctive armor were patrolling back and forth. There was a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps. There were five hundred thousand elite troops stationed there, and the atmosphere was filled with murderous aura and a murderous aura.

General Shenwei’s Mansion, study.

The tea mist was curling up, and the fragrance was everywhere. The Divine King Yang Tuo and his princess Xie Pianpian sat opposite each other indifferently at the round table. The atmosphere seemed very depressing.

Yang Tuo was in his fifties or sixties, young and handsome, wearing a red gold crown and a white Confucian robe. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, leaning on the armchair, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression as deep as the abyss.

Xie Pianpian has a graceful figure, beautiful face, outstanding temperament, and she is dressed in a fluttering white dress, like a fairy.

She put down the teapot, pushed the steaming teacup in front of Yang Tuo, and said softly: "This matter cannot be blamed on the prince, but on the fact that the champion marquis's strength increased too quickly, and his methods of controlling his subordinates and winning their hearts were too powerful."

He looked quite emotional as he spoke. In just two years, Champion Marquis Yang An went from being constrained in every way to becoming the actual controller of the Western Border Army. His strength, methods, influence, and cunning were all extraordinary.

It makes people feel fear and admiration at the same time.

Yang Tuo stood up, picked up the teacup and blew on it, and said self-deprecatingly: "Compared with Yang An, I, as the uncle, am not as good as him in many ways, but there is nothing strange about it. If I have to blame someone, I should blame myself for not being able to break through the realm and not being as strong as him."

He sighed and said, "Among all the princes, Yang An is too dazzling, so dazzling that His Majesty is afraid to suppress him. But his identity as an illegitimate child means he is destined to have no chance of that position. Forcing him to do so... may lead to disaster!"

After saying this, he put down the teacup with a worried look on his face.

He is now under house arrest in the palace. No matter how many strategies and ideas he has in his mind, they are useless. He can only watch Yang An erode the power under his command.

Xie Pianpian comforted him softly, "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. With your majesty's great talent and strategy, you will not allow the Marquis of Guanjun to continue to act like this. Now we are trapped in the palace, we have the will but not the power, and we can only wait for the situation to change."

“Difficult!” Yang Tuo smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Yang An is already an intermediate human immortal who has condensed five hundred orifices. His strength is enough to compete with those who have experienced six thunder tribulations. Now he has won consecutive battles, his reputation is at its peak, and his power is expanding greatly.”

"Your Majesty is now in a difficult situation. Yang An has become a powerful figure and cannot be controlled by an imperial decree. However, once a large army is dispatched, it will cause terrible consequences. If you are not careful, other countries will take advantage of it and cause unimaginable turmoil."

“Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!” Yang An mentioned three difficulties in a row and sighed repeatedly, with his worry and self-blame evident in his words.

"Hahaha... Uncle Wang has a sharp eye. I admire you as your nephew." Yang An's hearty laughter came from outside the door.

Squeak!

The door was wide open, and amid the salutes of many soldiers, Yang An led Su Mu, who was dressed in red, into the study.

Su Mu's eyes are bright, her long hair is fluttering, and she is charming and attractive.

She exudes a unique temperament in her every move, noble and cool yet mysterious, and her every frown and smile can attract everyone's attention.

"Why are you here?" When Xie Pianpian saw Su Mu coming, she stood up with a look of surprise. All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind, and she guessed the other party's purpose.

"The headmaster asked me to come and see the rising champion, so I'll take this opportunity to see you as well."

Su Mu came and sat down next to Xie Pianpian, took her delicate hand, and told her the purpose of his trip openly.

Yang An came to sit beside Yang Tuo, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea, raised the cup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, why do you have to be so rigid? Go out of the palace more often and relax. Staying in the palace all day will easily make you sick."

Yang Tuo snorted coldly: "It's better than being infamous for eternity!"

Yang An shook his head and said slowly: "Otherwise...history books are written by the victors. As long as Uncle Wang puts aside his grudges and assists his nephew with all his strength, his nephew will ensure that Uncle Wang's name will be passed down through the ages and gain a good reputation before and after his death."

“Heh…” Yang Tuo sneered disdainfully: “Can you stop the gossips of the world?”

“The words of the saints are the truth of the world. How difficult is it to shut up the people?” Yang An smiled confidently, appearing to be well-prepared.

"You!" Yang Tuo's face changed slightly, and he thought of Hong Yi, who was known as a semi-saint. If this person could really become a sage, this matter might really be reversed.

"Now, the people of Sha and Chi states have surplus food in every household and clothes for everyone. My nephew has even implemented nine-year compulsory education and spread the martial arts and Taoism."

"In the army, my nephew has clear rewards and punishments, and the establishment of a military merit system has given the soldiers hope. The establishment of the Military Academy, the Arms Department, and the Discipline Inspection Department has provided the soldiers with basic guarantees."

Yang An smiled confidently: "My nephew has already won the hearts of the soldiers and civilians of Shazhou and Chizhou. It is only a matter of words for me to declare myself king."

Yang Tuo stood up suddenly, pointed at Yang An angrily, and said sternly: "Do you really want to rebel?! Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

Yang An raised his cup and sipped lightly, his voice indifferent and sonorous: "Since the old order has become a hindrance, I will write my own order. Revolution is inevitable. If I don't do it, someone else will embark on the road of revolution in the future."

"Ridiculous!" Yang Tuo was extremely angry.

He clenched and unclenched his fist, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he punched out with a whistling fist and overflowing with energy.

Xie Pianpian's expression changed slightly, and he stood up and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you can't do that!"

At this moment, Yang An casually raised his hand and took the punch lightly. The mighty and powerful fist intention pressed across the void, eliminating the overflowing fist wind and energy. A breeze blew by, blowing the gauze curtains and tea mist.

“Uncle Wang is getting more and more angry…” Yang An shook his head slightly, pushed him to sit down, stood up and smiled faintly: “The trend of revolution is irreversible, whether Uncle Wang supports it or not is not that important…” He shook his head and walked out of the study.

The door closed and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became gloomy. The three of them frowned and began to think deeply.

"He..." Su Mu slowly raised his head, looked at the two of them, and said hesitantly: "Is he really the champion Hou Yangan? Why is there such a big difference from the rumors?"

Rumor has it that Guanjun Hou has an incomparable and extraordinary possessiveness over women, is overbearing and unreasonable, and likes to solve problems with strength and power.

But from the brief conversation just now, this man is clearly a shrewd and powerful lord with the qualities of a wise king.

Yang Tuo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice with a fearful look on his face: "Don't be fooled by his appearance. He is very good at forbearance and disguise. His previous unbearable performance was just something he deliberately showed to outsiders."

"It is to reduce the hostility of the other princes and the suspicion of His Majesty. If he had not behaved so badly, with his status as an illegitimate child and the talent of a peak martial saint at the age of sixteen, he would have been secretly harmed by others. How could he have had the chance to live until now?"

Su Mu's eyes narrowed, and he whispered, "What a terrible person... Just this kind of forbearance and scheming is enough to make him a hero. Coupled with all the measures to win people's hearts... The general trend has been established, and the latent dragon has emerged from the abyss. It is not an exaggeration to call him a hero." Xie Pianpian poured a cup of tea for Su Mu, sat down and said softly, "Your Majesty is in the prime of his life, has great talents and strategies, and his strength is unfathomable. If the name is not right, the words will not flow. It will be extremely difficult for the Champion Marquis to succeed. Your Majesty does not need to rush, just wait for the opportunity."

Yang Tuo raised the teacup, raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, then put the teacup down heavily, looked at Su Mu, and said lightly: "Yang An is an intermediate human immortal, and also a ghost immortal who has experienced four thunder tribulations. He has violated the purpose of the Supreme Dao. Meng Shenji, the Supreme Forgets Love, monitors the world on behalf of the heaven, and controls the country. What does he think of this?"

"I don't know... The master only asked me to come and take a look." Su Mu shook his head.

"Heh..." Yang Tuo sneered and said no more.

If it weren't for Xie Pianpian, he wouldn't be so polite to the people of Tai Shang Dao.

Helplessness flashed across Xie Pianpian's eyes, and she secretly winked at Su Mu.

Su Mu understood, stood up, and said apologetically: "I still need to see Hong Yi, so I'll take my leave first." After that, he walked out of the study.

Squeak! Bang!

The door opened and closed, and the beautiful figure in red disappeared.

Yang Tuo glanced at Xie Pianpian apologetically: "Madam..."

Xie Pianpian laughed and shook her head: "Your Majesty, there is no need to feel guilty. Some things are not for you and me to interfere with. Sometimes it is better to be a little confused..."

Yang Tuo was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and simply stopped thinking about it and began to sip the tea silently.

Xie Pianpian smiled gently, picked up the teacup, lowered her head and sipped it slowly, appearing neither anxious nor impatient, easing the tense atmosphere in the room.

……

The meeting hall.

Seeing Yang An coming, Hong Yi quickly put down the document in his hand, stood up and saluted, saying, "Greetings, Lord Marquis."

Upon hearing the voice, the busy civil servants in the palace stood up and saluted: "We are here to see you, Lord Marquis."

Yang An waved his hand: "No need to be polite, except for the Minister, everyone else can leave."

"Yes." The civil servants took the order and left.

Yang An found a seat and sat down casually, and said with a headache: "Brother Yi, my uncle Wang is a stubborn person, and he can't make sense at all."

Hong Yi walked to the side and sat down, chuckling, "From the relationship between the princess and the Supreme Dao, we can see that King Shenwei is not a person who sticks to the rules. He is not stubborn, but he does not believe that my brother can accomplish anything. This is also human nature."

Yang An said helplessly: "The word 'Dingge' is as heavy as a mountain, but if Daqian doesn't change its dingge as soon as possible, I'm afraid it won't have any chance of winning against the Central World of Tianwaitian in the future."

Hong Yi's expression became serious, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Brother, you often mention the Central World of the Heaven Beyond Heaven, but when I ask you, you say it's not the right time yet. I wonder when the time will be?"

Yang An pondered for a moment and asked, "The spring thunder is coming. How many times do you think you can survive the thunder tribulations?"

Hong Yi thought for a moment and said slowly: "The creation of the Book of Changes has made me understand many truths. The great enlightenment has made my thoughts pure and strong. It should not be a problem for me to survive six thunder tribulations."

“Six times…” Yang An nodded, organized his words, and said slowly: “The outer world is very big. The heaven and earth are not round like the universe. Instead, they are spherical life stars distributed in the vast starry sky.”

"The Pan Star transformed by Pan Huang is the center of the starry sky. It is the most powerful star in the universe. This is also the origin of the Central World."

"The Central World alone has a population of 10 billion. Other stars with life, such as Li Fuxing, Duxing, Jiexing, etc., have populations of over 100 million. Some small stars also have populations ranging from tens of millions to millions."

"The total population of the hundreds of stars, big and small, is at least tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions. It is dozens or even hundreds of times the population of the universe."

Hong Yi's expression changed in shock, and then he became solemn: "Brother, do you know the population of the world?"

Yang An said, "The registered population of Daqian is 10 billion. If we check all the hidden households of the various aristocratic families and major forces, there will be about 20 billion people. The Western Regions countries together have 40 million, and the Yunmeng grasslands have about million. If we include Yuantu, Shenfeng, and the hundreds of overseas countries, the total population is about billion."

Hong Yi's expression became more solemn and serious: "Why did Pan Huang do this? Since he couldn't reform the universe, could it be that he created a world of his own, let the human race there develop to perfection, and eventually reform the universe in turn?"

“I don’t know.” Yang An shook his head: “However, there is a rumor circulating in the Heavenly World: Xu Yi, the eighth-generation leader of Panxing, will master five immortal monuments within ten years, thereby unifying the universe and bringing new changes to humanity. This was planned by Panhuang and Changsheng Emperor tens of thousands of years ago.”

Hong Yi was completely upset now. He stood up suddenly and exclaimed, "Immortal Monument? Did the Changsheng Emperor also intervene in this matter?"

Yang An nodded and said in a concentrated voice: "The Immortal Monument is the third king of divine weapons refined by the Changsheng Emperor. It is made with the power of the five elements and seals the five ancient divine kings respectively. They are used as the spirits of the monument, and their power is terrifying and boundless."

"This, this, this..." Hong Yi was just about to show anxiety when he saw that his elder brother didn't look too serious. He felt relieved and asked in surprise, "Brother doesn't seem to be too afraid of the Central World?"

Yang An smiled faintly and said, "Panxing has a population of nearly 10 billion. Instead of being divided into several countries like the Great Thousand Worlds, there is a unified great country."

"The people of Panxing don't have to produce or work. All human needs are given to the Yellow Turban Warriors and puppets for various purposes. There is no emperor who makes all the decisions. There is only a humane leader who abdicates every 20 years. Everything is based on public opinion, and the whole people elect a virtuous successor to the position of leader."

Yang An looked at Hong Yi, who had an extremely solemn expression, and asked with a smile: "Brother Yi, do you think that Panxing, with a population of 10 billion, can be unified and healthy without internal friction? This humanitarian system plus the abdication system is perfect."

Hong Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Brother is saying that the system of the Central World has fatal flaws."

Yang An did not answer but asked: "What if the imperial cabinet completely controlled the government? What if they were able to appoint and dismiss the emperor?"

"It will become a tool for the top families to play with the imperial power!" Hong Yi suddenly realized: "The Central World has a cabinet similar to the imperial court. The so-called humanitarian leader is nothing more than an election game in which the top clans take turns to play the role."

Hong Yi frowned and said in a serious tone, "What a vicious method. It completely blocks the promotion of the lower class, forms an unbreakable inherent class, and enslaves the lower class people forever. Under such vicious methods, the hundreds of millions of people on the planet Pan are no different from cattle and horses."

"We must not allow such a system to harm the human race in the world!" The voice was icy cold and filled with murderous intent.

Hong Yi lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Brother, how do you know all this? Such detailed information about the Heavenly World cannot be known by people from the Great Thousand World."

(End of this chapter)