Girl, let me check it out.

He deliberately did not show his original attitude so that Fang Zun could take the initiative to change the topic to this matter.

"Wei Han, you have to understand."

Fang Zun spoke slowly, his voice sounded a little distant, as if he was recalling the past.

"Some things, such as love, cannot be achieved by simply forcing them."

"Emotions are too fragile after all. They have to compromise with various things."

"The main force that determines the development of this world has never been emotion."

The middle-aged emperor stood up, walked to Fang Weihan and patted him on the shoulder.

"Then Miss Xie is not suitable for you."

"Forget it, Wei Han."

Fang Zun whispered something to comfort him.

Fang Weihan remained silent and looked a little distraught.

"Fourth Uncle, during this period of time since Ling Wan and I broke off the engagement, I have figured out a lot of things."

Fang Weihan looked straight ahead with empty eyes and spoke quietly.

"I think Ling Wan may not have broken off the engagement with me because of her own will."

"I believe Ling Wan at least loved me once."

Fang Zun glanced at Fang Weihan with interest, his expression somewhat unpredictable.

"Oh?"

"Then why do you think it is?"

Fang Zun asked.

Damn it, I've been waiting for you to say this.

Fang Weihan took a deep breath and stated his main purpose of today's conversation.

He launched a test.

"I think Ling Wan is because of the family power behind her!"

"It's Chen Jun Xie who doesn't want her to marry me!"

Fang Weihan clenched his fists and spoke with half grief and half anger.

"I hate it, Fourth Uncle. I hate it so much."

"Why can't lovers finally get married? Why do people always have to shoot down one of the lovebirds?"

As Fang Weihan spoke, his tone couldn't help but become a little choked up.

"Fourth Uncle, how can the Xie family of Chenjun be so abominable?"

"me……"

After Fang Zun heard what Fang Weihan said, he looked a little dazed.

He slowly walked back to his seat and sat down, sighing.

“Wei Han, the Xie family is doing this for their own benefit.”

"No matter how capable Miss Xie is, she is still just a young lady, not the head of the Xie family. Her personal feelings must give way to the interests of the family."

Fang Weihan tightly gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, his expression full of resentment.

"Uncle, I know. I simply hate the Xie family of Chenjun."

"If it weren't for them...if it weren't for them..."

Fang Weihan couldn't continue.

Fang Zun looked at Fang Weihan, who was shaking with anger, and seemed to be thinking about something.

He just watched quietly and didn't say anything to interrupt him.

Fang Zun did not show any inclination of support or opposition. He just watched quietly, as if he was listening to something that had nothing to do with him.

Fang Weihan's heart sank, but he remained calm on the surface.

After Fang Weihan calmed down a little, Fang Zun said seriously:

"Okay, don't be so emotional, think about your own identity."

"You have grown up. You are the King of Guangling of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Your every move represents the majesty of the dynasty."

"It's okay for you to lose your composure in front of me today, but next time, don't show such an embarrassing look in front of others. Do you understand?"

He taught Fang Weihan a lesson sternly, like an elder caring for the younger generation.

"Wei Han understands."

Fang Weihan calmed down and spoke in a low voice.

"Ah."

Fang Zun nodded, and then asked:

"I heard that you and Tao Yan's granddaughter have been getting close recently? Is that true?"

Fang Weihan almost choked to death on his own saliva.

He never expected Fang Zun to ask about this matter.

Aren't you the emperor? Why are you gossiping?

"...It is true."

Fang Weihan hesitated for a moment, but still chose to tell the truth.

This matter was originally one of his amulets, so there was nothing wrong in telling Fang Zun.

It's just that he hadn't originally planned to reveal it so early. If he had revealed it so early...

Wanwan and Xiaojin might be a little difficult to appease.

"Well, Tao Yan's granddaughter is a good girl, and her martial arts talent is also first-rate. If you can get closer to her, it will be a great blessing for our Fang family."

"In my opinion, she is no worse than Xie Family's Youlan."

Fang Zun looked at Fang Weihan meaningfully and smiled.

"Uncle Four is overthinking. This is something that has not even started yet."

Fang Weihan changed the subject.

The two of them talked about some other random things, just like a real family.

"Okay, go ahead. I still have to go see Wang Zuocheng."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fang Zun waved his hand, indicating that Fang Weihan could leave.

"Goodbye, Fourth Uncle. Wei Han will take his leave now."

Fang Weihan stood up, bowed, turned around and walked out.

"Not cold yet."

Fang Zun's calm voice came from behind.

"You did a great job on this matter."

"From now on, if you have something you want to do, don't be afraid, just go for it."

His voice reverberated in the empty hall, stirring up waves of echoes, majestic and lofty, like the whispers of a god.

Fang Weihan suddenly stopped.

"I see. Thank you, Fourth Uncle."

Fang Weihan said softly.

He quickened his pace, pushed the door open and walked out.

The door closed again and peace returned to the room.

Fang Zun sat in his chair motionless and remained silent for a long time.

He stood up, walked to the window and looked out.

The sunlight stretched the middle-aged emperor's shadow very long, and it merged with the shadow of the wall, becoming inseparable.

"Those who love each other will eventually marry..."

He pondered, his eyes confused for a moment.

But after just a moment, he quickly recovered.

"Teacher, what do you think of my nephew?"

He spoke slowly.

The light and shadow behind the emperor slowly twisted, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared out of thin air.

The unique ability of the metal element to reach the divine level is light scattering.

The old man was wearing a Confucian robe, holding an ivory tablet in his hand, and had a solemn expression.

The president of Qinghuo Academy, a great monk who has reached the sixth level of Five Elements Differentiation, wearing a white robe from Tianque, and the imperial teacher Shi Dangliu.

"If you keep your talent in mind, you will not lose your ambition; if you are too stubborn, you will break easily and may suffer unexpected disasters."

Shi Dangliu raised the tablet in his hand and bowed.

"So, is he my nephew?"

Fang Zun turned around, looked at the old man, and said majestically.

"Or, do you think I did the right thing?"

Shi Dangliu waved his sleeves and bowed again, saying:

"Your Majesty, please think again."

He only said these five words.

Fang Zun remained silent, having already understood what Shi Dangliu meant.

"Ah."

He shook his head, walked around the stubborn old man and walked out of the room.

"Teacher, you are old. I am afraid I can't listen to you this time."

The door opened and then closed again, leaving only an old minister in the room.

Shi Dangliu sighed helplessly, and his figure disappeared into the air again.

Chapter 112 Zhou Lu

After Fang Weihan came out of Yuanhui Hall and met Eunuch Xue, Eunuch Xue took him to receive the reward.

It was not until this moment that Fang Weihan's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

After Fang Zun's personal confirmation, he felt that the amulet on his body was now very secure.

His acting skills were also perfect, without revealing any flaws.

Apart from Fang Zun's final ambiguous words, Fang Weihan felt that today's meeting with the emperor had been a success.

However, he still failed to find out Fang Zun's attitude towards him.

Fang Weihan felt a little regretful.

At this time, he was walking side by side with the old eunuch on the imperial road of Changming North Palace, and next to them were the imperial guards patrolling back and forth.

They were dressed in fine heavy armor with a relief of a circling blue dragon with its head held high carved on the armor. They held long-handled heavy machetes in their hands. They looked well-organized and dignified.

This is the absolute elite infantry of the Imperial Guards, the Qimen Army, which is completely controlled by the emperor. It has a number of about 3,000 people and is responsible for the daily defense of the Changming North Palace.

The individual strength of the Qimen Army soldiers is slightly inferior to that of the Lanling Xiao family's Xuanzhong Guards, but far stronger than the Jinwu Guards, Jianmen Guards and other imperial guards.

What happened to this army when Changming fell?