Fairy, I really am a villain!

Hearing this, Emperor Yuan of Jin laughed and scolded him, feeling much better. Then he soaked his feet in the wine and let out a comfortable sigh.

But just as he felt relieved, Fang Xiwen's words started to circle in his mind again:

"When I first arrived in the capital of God, what I saw was not the road, but the blood vessels piercing the land. You are drawing blood from the people everywhere!"

"You plunder the world to serve one person, what else are you but a tyrant?!"

'One hundred thousand soldiers of the Ding army, a human Dharma body sucked out of their blood!'

"Wow!"

His body trembled violently, Gao Yuanhuai kicked over the wooden basin, stood up suddenly, grasped the handrail tightly with both hands, and a few bloodshot eyes appeared.

Seeing this, Yu Zhihe was horrified, and quickly stood up to support him, passing his true energy into him, and shouted, "Come here, go get the imperial physician--"

"slow."

Holding his arm, Gao Yuanhuai slowly sat down and said with a forced smile: "It's just that the cold I caught last time hasn't completely healed yet, there's no need to make a fuss."

"...yes."

Realizing what his master meant, Yu Zhihe helped him sit back on the couch, raised his hand to wipe his tears, and knelt down again.

"I've never seen you late before. What delayed you today?" Gao Yuanhuai asked casually.

"My Lord, Xiao Shunzi's father died yesterday. Xiao Shunzi wanted to go home to observe mourning and had a conflict with someone. I rushed over to deal with it."

"what happened?"

"I dare not lie to you, my master. Xiao Shunzi's father came from his hometown to visit him. He brought a cart of coal and wanted to sell it to raise money for his journey home. However, business was bad and he froze to death outside."

"Go on."

"Xiao Shunzi cried so hard that he wanted to ask the accountant for a few hundred yuan to buy some paper figurines, but the accountant refused to give it to him, so the two of them started fighting."

After telling everything, Yu Zhihe said hurriedly, "I have already beaten the accountant and given Xiao Shunzi three months' salary in advance, asking him to bury the grandfather properly."

"Well, give him a few more months."

"Yes! I would like to thank the master for his kindness. The master's grace has blessed the world..."

After Yu Zhihe left and Gao Yuanhuai was the only one left, he still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Those words seemed to linger in his heart, gradually turning into thorns in his heart. Things that he had not cared about before began to concern him, such as why the charcoal seller froze to death.

The reason is actually very simple. Most of the people in the capital of the gods are royal relatives and aristocratic nobles. They have a great demand for luxury goods such as sandalwood, musk, and cloud-patterned satin brocade, and they can make money by trading them.

On the other hand, necessities such as grain, rice, salt, and charcoal are all supplied by the Yang family's several large chambers of commerce. They have special channels similar to ferries, the prices are stable and low, the quality is excellent, and there are clean shops.

In this situation, let alone business, the charcoal seller pulling the wooden cart should be thankful if he can make a profit.

However, Gao Yuanhuai would never feel that "I killed him". He was just a little annoyed and waved his hand to ask someone to call his children.

~~

There were four princes and princesses in the capital, but only the eldest prince Gao Chengtian and the second prince Gao Chengyou came.

The two men knelt in front of the bed at a distance and called out "Father" respectfully.

"Where's Zhaoyang?"

Seeing this, Gao Yuanhuai showed some displeasure on his face and called a palace maid, who hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the princess is crying now, saying, saying that you shouldn't have arranged a marriage for her, she deserves to be single for the rest of her life, and she is making a fuss about becoming a nun..."

"I understand, let's go down."

Gao Yuanhuai had no choice but to turn his anger to another person after he brought up this excuse: "Where's Old Seven?"

"Your Majesty, my seventh brother is very active by nature. He might still be playing around in the night market. I will go and catch him." Gao Chengtian had a harmless smile on his face and was about to stand up.

However, beneath this smile, he was scheming to use hundreds of thousands of people in Dingjun as pawns - he was the real culprit behind the kidnapping of the demon boat - without the endorsement of the eldest prince, how could a mere Song Dongyang build a bridge with the demon clan?

He hid himself too well, and even if he appeared in front of Fang Xiwen openly, the latter was just suspicious.

Hearing this, Gao Yuanhuai turned his gaze, and the Second Prince said directly: "He was visiting a prostitute in Cuixiang Tower."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"General Chen told me," he said in a slightly cold voice, "He ignored my father's summons and was still playing and having fun late at night. He should be severely punished."

Emperor Yuan of Jin nodded expressionlessly.

But the Second Prince knew that he was unhappy: not because of the handover to Chen Lingyu, the commander of the Imperial Guards, but because he did not choose to protect the Seventh Prince.

In the capital, isn’t it easy to track a person’s whereabouts?

This question was just a test of their attitude towards each other as brothers.

Gao Yuanhuai's selfishness was only towards his subjects. He was very generous to his brothers. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to support a human Dharma body in just twenty years.

The second prince had seen the prince who fought outside the city walls several times in the deep palace. His name was Gao Yao, and he was Gao Yuanhuai’s younger brother. When the latter ascended the throne, he was just an ordinary official.

It was because of the support from the humanity of the entire Dajin that his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

After the two questions, there was a moment of silence in the hall. Yu Zhihe came in and talked for a few words, then was sent to close the palace gate. It seemed that the seventh prince would not be able to come anyway.

When only the father and his son were left in the hall, Gao Yuanhuai stopped keeping the secret and said straight to the point, "Look at this."

The right sleeve of his real dragon robe fluttered lightly, and a golden sword flew out. After it landed, the pupils of both men shrank.

This is the main body of the Emperor's Sword. Mountains, rivers, grass, trees, the sun, the moon, the stars and other objects are engraved on both sides of the sword, and in the center is a very eye-catching scarlet color.

Looking closely, it was a miniature figure that seemed to be imprisoned in a cage. The face looked very familiar. It was Fang Xiwen who caused a big fuss in the capital.

"So, one of his spirits was finally detained." The second prince understood.

People have three souls, and this must be one of the ones that was forcibly stripped away.

"This is the Heavenly Soul. With this item, even if he is thousands of miles away, I can influence him or even kill him at any time as long as I want."

After explaining, Gao Yuanhuai asked again: "Do you know why I value him so much?"

"Because he has outstanding abilities and is a martial arts genius." Gao Chengyou said.

“Half right.”

"More importantly, Fang Xiwen is a rootless duckweed. He does not belong to any family or sect, so he can act without any scruples."

Thinking about it, the second prince continued softly: "It's like a sword without a scabbard. It can kill anyone, but if you're not careful, you can hurt yourself."

"Not bad, you have good judgment of people."

Gao Yuanhuai clapped his hands and praised, then pointed at the scarlet mark on the sword and said:

"In terms of martial arts talent and strategic ability, this boy is undoubtedly the best choice, but this is not the most important reason why I chose him."

"Judging from his character, he must be from a humble background, which is why he defends the people in his words and deeds, and calls me a tyrant."

"Only someone like him can serve as the Divine Sword of the Great Jin Dynasty, to defeat the noble families above and to slay the sects below. I have been on the throne for more than thirty years, and my ministers have changed one after another. Some are servile and flattering, while others are upright and incorruptible. There are many such people."

"But if there is anyone who can attack all the nobles without any scruples, in my opinion, it is only this person."

A slightly unhappy look appeared on his face, but it quickly subsided. Gao Yuanhuai chuckled and said, "As the emperor of the mortal world, even the so-called top master of the righteous path has to respect me. But in his eyes, I don't even see the slightest meaning. It's a good thing."

Since the words were made so clear, both of them understood Emperor Yuan of Jin's intentions.

If Fang Xiwen is still the eldest son of the Fang family, then although this sword is sharp, it cannot be called a "magic sword", but it can still be used to kill other families.

Just like the Yang Party, Gao Yuanhuai would not be able to touch them in the past: once the Yang Chamber of Commerce was gone to make money for the inner court, not to mention his enjoyment and Gao Yao's cultivation resources, there were still hundreds of mouths waiting to eat in the palace.

In this case, the only remaining option is to embezzle the national treasury, but doing so will make the Ministry of Revenue's bills look bad, and if the news gets out, his reputation as Emperor Yuan of Jin who loves his people like his own children will be ruined... It would be better to let Yang Dang continue to be greedy, since there will always be a share for the inner court anyway, more or less.

However, the saint also has a temper. It is obvious that he has received less recently, so he used Fang Xiwen's sword to directly kill Yang Tianxiu as a warning, and then appeased him afterwards. In addition, there is a Wang party who is eyeing them covetously, so they have no choice but to restrain themselves.

Look, how useful this sword is?

And there is no need to worry about the Fang family becoming too powerful. If necessary, it doesn’t matter if they are killed together. They are just “rootless duckweed” after all.

Seeing that both sons understood, Gao Yuanhuai stroked his beard proudly and said with a smile: "Second question, do you know why I let him go?"

"This...Did the Emperor do this on purpose?" Gao Chengtian asked doubtfully.

"It's okay to tell you. Although my brother is evenly matched with Lu Tiangang in a one-on-one fight, he still has enough energy to deal with matters in the outside world. Although I didn't expect the Qiankun formation, it was easy for him to leave Fang Xiwen alone."

Hearing this, the Second Prince was silent for a while, and then said, "Letting him go is to make him owe favors to those sect leaders."

"Not bad," Gao Yuanhuai praised his son, and then looked at him with a higher opinion, saying, "Chengyou, you have made great progress after your experience."

"Thank you for the compliment, Father."

"Second brother, I don't understand this. Can you explain it in detail?"

As he spoke, Gao Chengtian pulled his sleeve, and the Second Prince moved half a step to the side imperceptibly, and then said:

"It was a big battle, and Fang Xiwen invited so many experts to help. These favors must be repaid."

"Once he wants to return, he will inevitably go back and forth between the various mountain gates. Since he has unlimited potential and is on the opposite side of the imperial court, many sect leaders naturally have a very good impression of him."

"After a few visits, they will naturally become good friends. When he becomes a Grandmaster, we will be almost equal in status."

As he listened, Gao Chengtian nodded and said, "I understand this principle, but what does it matter if we become good friends?"

"...Brother, Fang Xiwen is ours."

"Hahaha!"

Unable to help clapping his hands and laughing, Gao Yuanhuai pointed and said, "Chengtian, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so slow?"

"I am a dull-witted person by nature."

"Too much modesty is hypocrisy," he scolded, and then said sternly, "With such a close person in the sect, we will have some room for mediation when we take action in the future, and perhaps it will not cost the people money and resources and shake the foundation of the country."

"This," Gao Chengtian seemed to finally react, clapping his hands and saying, "I understand! Father wants him to persuade those sect members to surrender, so that's it!"

What a vicious plan.

In fact, in Emperor Jin Yuan's plan, he hoped that Fang Xiwen would flirt with more women, and it would be best if he could catch all the fairies, saints, and demon women from the righteous and evil paths in one fell swoop, and then make friends with the high-level leaders of the sect.

Once these relationships are formed, the imperial court can use the Heavenly Soul to force him to persuade those sects to surrender:

If Fang Xiwen doesn't want to come into conflict with his "close female friends", he must try his best to persuade them. With the connections he has accumulated, the chances of success are quite good.

Even if we fail to convince them, we can still cause small-scale internal strife and chaos among the other side, thereby reducing the losses of the court. It can be said that we will not lose no matter what.

"If this matter could not be made public, I would have wanted to issue an imperial decree." Gao Yuanhuai was somewhat proud of the plan and smiled while stroking his beard, "I would order him to seduce those favored ladies. If he succeeds, he will be rewarded handsomely, and be granted an official position, wealth, and an imperial decree. Hahaha!"

When Emperor Jin Yuan unveiled the final plot, it was not difficult to find that after a duel in front of the emperor, everyone was defeated:

Fang Xiwen killed someone, took revenge, proved the truth, and cleared his name;