Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

Luodu, deep within the imperial city.

Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, the Ten Attendants who took over the task from the eunuch Zhao Yu, did not rush into a blind search.

Knowing that this matter concerned the emperor's life and death and could not tolerate the slightest mistake, the two chose to summon all the other colleagues among the Ten Attendants to discuss countermeasures.

"Gentlemen!"

On the main seat in the palace.

Zhang Rang's gaze swept over Xia Yun, Guo Sheng, Sun Zhang, Bi Lan, Li Song, Duan Gui, Gao Wang, Zhang Jing, Han Kui, Song Dian, and others, exuding the majesty of the head of the Ten Attendants.

"His Majesty is now in a precarious situation, and we urgently need to find a person with great fortune within the clan, as well as a skilled person proficient in Yin-Yang arts, to save him."

"Unfortunately, Lord Zhao only gave us three days."

"Tell me, how are we supposed to find them in just three short days?"

In stark contrast to his awe-inspiring and humble demeanor before Zhao Yu, Zhang Rang now exuded an imposing aura, his words carrying weight and conviction.

Although Zhao Zhong, who was standing beside him, did not speak, his cold gaze aligned with Zhang Rang's, silently boosting Zhang Rang's prestige and intimidating the other ten attendants present.

As the heads of the Ten Attendants, the two could tolerate their subordinates' private discord and calculations of interests.

But now...

At a time when Emperor Liu Hong, who had granted them power, was facing a life-or-death crisis, neither Zhang Rang nor Zhao Zhong wanted to see any of the Ten Attendants secretly sabotaging them, and they were thinking of protecting themselves.

If someone really dares to do that.

They wouldn't mind cleaning up the "bad apples" in the Ten Attendants' ranks before Zhao Yu's anger subsided.

As soon as Zhang Rang finished speaking, everyone present, being seasoned experts at reading people's expressions, would not dare to provoke him at this moment and offered their own strategies.

"Master Zhang, we don't know anyone who is proficient in Yin-Yang arts, so we can't help you."

"but……"

"As for how to identify those with exceptional fortune within His Majesty's clan, I do have a clumsy method!"

As soon as Zhang Rang finished speaking, someone stepped forward.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Rang immediately turned his head to the side.

He and Zhao Zhong discussed for a long time on the way here, but they couldn't come up with an effective screening method.

To everyone's surprise, someone actually came to the rescue. Looking in the direction of the voice, Zhang Rang discovered that the person who spoke was none other than Gao Wang, who usually had a low profile.

"Gao Wang, tell me quickly."

"Reporting to Lord Zhang!"

Gao Wang cupped his hands and said, "Our family's understanding of 'deeply blessed fortune' can be summed up in one sentence: good luck!"

"We might as well send someone to the Imperial Clan Court to check the royal family genealogy and see which rulers of the various prefectures and counties in the country inherited their titles after their elder brothers died young."

"Like Your Majesty, if the late Emperor hadn't died without an heir, how could the throne have fallen to you? That's a classic example of good fortune!"

Upon hearing Gao Wang's words, Zhang Rang's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands in praise, saying, "This method is brilliant!"

"If this can be implemented, it will save us the trouble of searching for a needle in a haystack among countless Liu clans."

"Gao Wang, if we truly find that person with great fortune, I will certainly put in a good word for you before Lord Zhao Yu and His Majesty afterwards."

Then, Zhang Rang looked at the crowd.

"What about you? Do you have any other ideas? Tell us about them."

"Master Zhang, what Attendant Gao said has given us a good reminder."

Song Dian, one of the Ten Attendants, stepped forward and said with a smile, "The younger brother succeeds the elder brother after the elder brother's death, and the title is inherited. It's good fortune."

"And so on."

"Aren't those princes who have no brothers to compete for the throne, who are born as the only sons and naturally become the rulers of their fiefdoms after their fathers' deaths, also born nobles?"

"Our family suggests that this condition should also be added when consulting the royal family genealogy."

Song Dian's divergent thinking from another perspective provides new clues for finding people with profound blessings.

however.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sneer came from the crowd.

"Gao Wang, Song Dian, what you're saying is a complete overgeneralization."

Duan Gui, one of the Ten Attendants, stepped forward, his tone mocking.

"If what you say is true..."

"Wouldn't Liu Sheng, the Prince of Zhongshan, who lived a life free from illness and disaster, had many wives and concubines, and fathered more sons than any other prince, and was not Emperor Jing's only son, be considered a man of little fortune?"

"Duan Gui, what do you mean by that?" Song Dian, who usually had a falling out with Duan Gui, couldn't help but question him.

"According to your logic, Duan Gui, if Liu Sheng were truly a person of great fortune, his lineage shouldn't have declined!"

Song Dian spoke bluntly, showing no regard for Duan Gui's feelings whatsoever.

"But what about now? Not only has the Zhongshan Kingdom, where he lived, been abolished, but there are also very few famous people among his descendants."

Song Dian argued his case logically and sharply, and everyone present couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Unexpectedly, Duan Gui remained calm and composed in the face of his old rival Song Dian's rebuttal, showing no sign of panic.

After looking around at everyone, he slowly said, "Have you not heard the saying, 'A strong ancestral bond often leads to a weaker blessing for the grandchildren'?"

"Perhaps it was because Liu Sheng was so blessed that even the blessings of his descendants were taken away."

"so……"

Duan Gui glanced at Song Dian, a cold smile playing on his lips, and then turned to Zhang Rang, suggesting, "Master Zhang, I suggest that when searching for those so-called people with deep clan fortune, we should also include members of the imperial clan who now have a large number of offspring."

"in addition."

"And those descendants of Liu Sheng shouldn't be spared either!"

"This lineage has been silent for far too long."

"As the saying goes, after the worst comes the best. Who can be sure that a person with great fortune won't suddenly emerge from the long-declining lineage of Prince Jing of Zhongshan?"

If Gao Wang and Song Dian's suggestions were merely refreshing to Zhang Rang...

So.

Duan Gui's words plunged Zhang Rang into deep thought.

Is it really possible that a person with great fortune will emerge from the descendants of Liu Sheng, the fallen royal stallion?

Zhang himself found Duan Gui's words absurd.

Rather than believing that Liu Sheng's large number of offspring was due to his great fortune, Zhang Rang preferred to believe that Liu Sheng was simply lustful.

after all.

Regarding Liu Sheng, the Prince of Zhongshan, being lustful, his elder brother, Liu Pengzu, the Prince of Zhao, who was also a son of Emperor Jing, personally rebuked him, saying, "The Prince of Zhongshan only cares about extravagance and debauchery, and does not assist the emperor in pacifying the people. How can he be called a vassal?"

However, in order to avoid omissions and to not dampen the enthusiasm of colleagues present to offer suggestions and advice...

After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Rang slowly spoke, "Ahem, what Duan Gui said... isn't without merit!"

"Zhao Zhong, then send a eunuch to the place where Liu Sheng's descendants live."

"Let's see if it's really as Duan Gui said, that there are truly people with great fortune who can turn adversity into prosperity."

Just as Zhang Rang uttered those words.

A certain place in Youzhou.

A young man with arms that reached past his knees suddenly shivered.