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The capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The Embroidered Robe Directly Points to the Office, also known as the Imperial Embroidery Platform or the Axe-Holding Office.

Directly under the emperor, bypassing the Three Dukes and the Grand Censor, and wielding the imperial axe and tiger tally, they could execute first and report later.

It was not subject to the jurisdiction of the Three Dukes, and combined the functions of inspection, suppression of rebellions, and imperial prison administration. It reached directly to the inner court, handled major cases throughout the country, and supervised all officials and the movements of vassal kings.

The Embroidered Robe Building, the highest of the seven floors.

It is the office of the governor.

You may not be summoned or go upstairs.

Except for one person, the Embroidered-Clad Golden Guard, Senior Sister Zhan Miaomiao.

When the Embroidered Uniform Guards went up to the seventh floor and saw the scene before them, they would not find it strange at all.

Zhan Miaomiao lay on the rocking chair, basking in the sun with great pleasure. Hong Junbao, the highest commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, fawned over her like a servant, serving her tea and water.

Senior Sister Zhan Miaomiao is the pinnacle of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

With a pair of soft, pink fists, she beat the nominal master and governor so badly that they were left scrambling for their teeth, and their parents wouldn't even recognize them.

The governor has submitted; which of the Embroidered Uniform Guards would dare to disobey?

To put it bluntly, this person is the living ancestor that the governor invited back.

Zhan Miaomiao, who was sunbathing, suddenly spoke from her half-asleep state: "We should have received a letter from the southwest. These are turbulent times."

Hong Junbao was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Miaomiao, has something happened in Yunmengze?"

Zhan Miaomiao replied, "We were tricked. We lost the Dragon Gallant Silver Light Spear, and..."

"Urgent report from Yunmengze and Yunxia Mountain!"

An urgent report came from downstairs.

Hong Junbao took the secret report, his face instantly turning gloomy and extremely ugly: "What are these immortals in Baiyujing thinking? They actually released the ancient Qi of the previous dynasty. They want to cut off the fate of my Great Zhou Dynasty."

Zhan Miaomiao opened her eyes, her phoenix eyes sweeping over him with disdain, as if mocking him, "You're only just realizing it?"

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Holy crap! So you all knew, and I was the only idiot.

Old silver coins!

Hong Junbao felt a strong sense of contempt and secretly cursed in his heart.

A glint flashed in Zhan Miaomiao's eyes, and with her keen insight, she gave the old man a deep look: "Did you insult me?"

"I wouldn't dare, how could I possibly scold my good disciple?" Hong Junbao said with a forced smile, denying it guiltily, his back instantly soaked with sweat.

"You've gotten quite capable, even learning to lie. Something happened at Yunmengze, and the Dragon Gallant Silver Light Spear was lost. I'm furious."

Zhan Miaomiao rubbed her hands together, eager for a fight. Hong Junbao subconsciously took a step back, instinctively covering his cheeks with his hands, and said with a mournful face, "Miaomiao, can't you give your teacher some face?"

"A teacher's laziness is a fault if they don't teach properly... That doesn't sound right, what should it be called again?"

Zhan Miaomiao pressed Congyu's index finger, at a loss for words.

The subordinate who brought the message kindly reminded her, "Senior Sister, it should be called 'Jade must be carved to become a vessel.'"

A glint of inspiration flashed in Zhan Miaomiao's eyes, and she agreed wholeheartedly, saying, "That's absolutely right."

"Good master, come here, I'm doing this for your own good. You can't be successful without being beaten." Zhan Miaomiao beckoned to Hong Junbao.

Hong Junbao covered his cheek and shook his head, looking utterly hopeless.

"That's really promising!"

Before he could finish speaking, Hong Junbao had already been punched in the face.

The subordinate didn't see how that punch was thrown.

He didn't even see the afterimage.

Then they saw the governor had fallen down, painfully covering his left eye with his hand.

From beginning to end, Senior Sister Zhan Miaomiao remained lying in the rocking chair, without even the hem of her clothes fluttering in the wind.

"The senior sister is getting more and more terrifying!"

Hong Junbao got up and sighed dejectedly.

Accept your fate; after all, you brought this little devil into the family yourself.

"Disciple, what should we do now? Why don't you go to Yunmengze yourself and get rid of that great scourge, the Prince of Li?"

boom!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hong Junbao received another blow to the forehead.

I also didn't see clearly how the senior sister made her move.

"Fool, how come this jade is getting worse and worse the more you try to carve it?"

Zhan Miaomiao picked up a cherry, put it in her small mouth, and chewed slowly, saying, "Does the Tian family's affairs need our personal involvement?"

"If the Embroidered Uniform Guard were to assassinate the Crown Prince of Li, what would the vassal kings of the land think? What would His Majesty think? Do you think you can still keep your job?"

Hong Junbao broke out in a cold sweat as he thought about it.

This rebellion by the Prince of Li, his struggle with His Majesty for the throne, and all that he's fighting for is ultimately for the throne belonging to the Jing family.

It's just a change of who's in charge.

However, as the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, his direct murder of the Prince of Li was not in accordance with the law.

He would be branded as a treacherous and powerful minister, and the king would inevitably use this as an excuse to purge the court of corrupt officials and directly rebel.

The feudal lords of the land, whose fates were interdependent, would inevitably respond collectively.

At that time, chaos will ensue, and everyone will stage a coup.

To quell the public's anger... Hong Junbao was startled, so much so that his soul seemed to leap out of his fontanelle.

Zhan Miaomiao continued, "Besides, this matter involves Bai Yujing. The Hall of Offerings has deep ties with the royal family and Bai Yujing. That old bastard Danxia is causing such a ruckus in Yunxia Mountain. Who knows if His Majesty authorized him behind it? There are some schemes that we outsiders can't see or understand. Why be foolish enough to get involved and be used as a pawn for nothing?"

These words were like a wake-up call; Hong Junbao's pupils suddenly contracted: "Miaomiao, you're right. So, what should we do next?"

Zhan Miaomiao glanced at him disdainfully, her face full of disgust: "How could I have given birth to such an idiot as a master?"

"You are a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. What is your duty as a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

"I will now write a secret memorial and request Your Majesty's wise decision."

Hong Junbao hurriedly sat down at his desk to grind ink.

Zhan Miaomiao instructed, "Before the imperial decree arrives, have Jinwei [Midnight] and [Cockcrow] prepare to head to Yunmengze immediately."

Hong Junbao paused, his brush poised to dip in ink, and looked up at her, asking in confusion, "Miaomiao, have you already guessed how His Majesty will deal with the Prince of Li?"

Zhan Miaomiao yawned in the rocking chair and said lazily, "Most likely, they'll find an excuse to bring him to the capital as a hostage. With such a precious treasure in hand, it will be difficult for Prince Li to rebel."

Hong Junbao asked worriedly, "Aren't we afraid of angering Prince Li?"

Zhan Miaomiao pointed her slender, jade-like finger to the sky: "The fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty has not yet run out, which shows that the Jade Capital in the heavens is not yet ready. It will not allow Prince Li to rebel at the moment."

Hong Junbao was skeptical of Zhan Miaomiao's analysis, so he wrote a secret report and submitted it to the palace.

The imperial judgment was issued that very day.

Just as Zhan Miaomiao had guessed.

Using the pretext that the Queen Mother, Consort Chen, was seriously ill, the Crown Prince was ordered to come to the capital to fulfill his filial duties at his father's bedside.

This arrangement of benevolence and filial piety was thus laid out.

Hong Junbao exclaimed that it was brilliant.

If Li Wang wanted to rebel, he needed to win the hearts of the people.

If a rebellious son who doesn't even care about his own mother's life or death rebels, who in the world will believe him?

Even if Li Wang wanted to rebel, he would have to wait until his own mother died.

This inadvertently ensured the longevity of the Zhou dynasty.

"Miaomiao, you were right. The fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not yet over."

Zhan Miaomiao hummed in agreement, then said listlessly, "It's almost over. We need to plan for the future. We should send [Midnight] and [Cockcrow] on their way immediately, take Prince Li as their disciple, and teach him martial arts. This Prince Li is burdened by the karma of the previous dynasty, so he can forget about immortality. In the future, he can only obediently follow our Embroidered Uniform Guard and learn martial arts."

Hong Junbao frowned, looking worried, and said, "Isn't this inappropriate? What if His Majesty finds out...?"

"So what if he knows?"

Zhan Miaomiao's cold eyes swept over him, and she said disdainfully, "When Emperor Jingzhao ascended the throne and offered sacrifices at Baiyujing, an edict was issued stating that he would be the last monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and that his lifespan would be the same as the dynasty's. This was the ordained destiny of Baiyujing; how could he possibly disobey it?"

Hong Junbao was speechless and unable to refute the question.

The Great Zhou Dynasty lasted for six hundred years. People only know that the emperor ruled the country and the rise and fall of the country depended entirely on the emperor's hard work and governance. But that is not the case.

Emperors are supreme and illustrious among humankind.

But to the immortals of Baiyujing, he was nothing more than a servant.

This servant can be replaced at will, entirely according to the immortal's whims.

"Report!" The secret report arrived, and Hong Junbao frowned after reading it.

"The Crown Prince, following orders, left the capital ahead of time and secretly went to Yunxia Mountain to retrieve the Longevity Pill."

Zhan Miaomiao chuckled and said, "To live as long as the dynasty, our Emperor Jingzhao actually believed it. Oh well, let him be. Anyway, he never intended to pass the throne to the crown prince."

Hong Junbao understood the implied meaning: "Will the Crown Prince be in danger on this trip?"

Zhan Miaomiao shook her head: "I don't know, but my intuition tells me that something must have happened. Don't look at me like that. I am a martial artist and I act according to my divine will and intuition. I only come to my senses about many things afterward. Instruct [Midnight] and [Cockcrow] to go to Yunmeng Marsh immediately. We should start taking on disciples as soon as possible."