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Returning to the palace, Yang Yin of the Jin Dynasty recently expressed intentions to return to the capital. At this moment, having set off from his fief, he arrived at Dashi Bridge. Beyond Dashi Bridge lay Jincheng, yet the purpose of this journey remained unclear.
Liu Donghui dared not speak falsely, but he also refrained from saying too much or expressing his own opinions. A cunning and shrewd person like him would not easily be intimidated by Bei Qinping's strange expression.
Yang Yan nodded at Liu Donghui's words. She understood that Gu Ping's speculation held significant truth. The Jin Dynasty had chosen an odd time to enter the capital—why now?
Why, after twenty years, did Ancient Words seek to return to Jincheng? Why did Ancient Words' son seem to have nothing to say about the officials of Jincheng, both big and small? What about the Supervisory Censor? Why had there been no impeachment?
Yang Yan could sense these unusual phenomena in Jincheng, yet she struggled to connect them all until Gu Ping voiced his conjecture. It truly seemed that after a long truce lasting two decades, both sides might be secretly gathering strength. If the court was embroiled in disputes over Bu Luo, then the forces in the eastern court would surely come into play, leading to a bloody storm.
This peculiar moment for the Great Jin represented an opportunity for Gu Ping—a chance for the royal family to seize an opening, one that could attract the attention of the Jade Void Sect. It was an opportunity that could draw most of their cultivators and military strength into action; Gu Ping recognized this chance.
The Jade Void Sect had received orders from Celestial Dao Gate and would undoubtedly clash with Light Path Classic in the World of Mortals. The Great Jin Yang Family must have sensed something amiss, which explained Ancient Words' interest in Jin Capital. After twenty years of relative stability, why did the Jin Dynasty suddenly wish to enter the capital? This was an opportunity for both sides—a chance to disrupt the current balance.
Yang Yan pondered who among those currently engaging with the Jin Dynasty might be involved.
Without needing Gu Ping's reminder, she posed a question to Dongyi. However, Liu Donghui's response left the three present perplexed.
Liu Donghui silently shook his head and said, "No one."
If Liu Donghui claimed there was no one, then it was likely true—whether on the surface or behind the scenes. What could be the purpose of this return to the capital by the Jin Dynasty?
Although Ming Emperor and Jin Dynasty were akin to brothers, both sides were thorns in each other's sides. If given a chance, they would not hesitate to eradicate each other completely. Now, with nothing else to do but frolic in Jincheng, were they truly afraid of provoking death?
"I'm afraid they know what happened twenty years ago."
Gu Ping said to Yang Yan, aware that Coco would be displeased about that matter, as it was ultimately a personal family issue. For Gu Ping, the cigarette paper was a straw to grasp; if he held on tight, there was a chance for Coco to survive Dong Lai.
Did I know what happened twenty years ago?
Yang Yan directly asked Liu Donghui. She was willing to believe Liu Donghui, after all, he was the one who had promoted her to her current position. How could a trusted aide not know more than she did?
Liu Donghui shook his head. He didn’t know more than Yang Yan; his authority as a commander wasn’t much greater than hers.
It seemed they needed to investigate thoroughly. He sought information about everyone and everything related to the Jin Dynasty from twenty years ago, especially concerning those linked to Ancient Words, and the current situation of the newly appointed official, who was said to be the son of Ancient Language. Initially, Yang Yan had asked Liu Donghui but added that they should wait until certain matters were confirmed before informing the Emperor.
Liu Donghui hesitated for a moment, feeling that concealing information from Emperor Dong wouldn’t be wise.
"Is it impossible?"
Yang Yan stared at Liu Donghui, her face displaying an earnest expression as if genuinely inquiring without any hint of coercion. However, Liu Donghui understood that Yang Yan’s expression didn’t imply whether he could do it; rather, it meant that no matter what, she expected him to accomplish it.
Minghong agreed; then let’s proceed. Bu Luo reminded him that one should act within their means and not overreach.
When Liu Donghui spoke those words, he wasn’t addressing Gu Ping but was interrupted by Yang Yan's voice.
"Understood. Hurry and go."
"No, if it's related to Liu Dong, then I'll take my leave."
As they watched Liu Donghui depart, the three exchanged glances with Yi Dong. Gu Ping picked at his teeth and asked, "Can we trust Liu Donghui?"
Yang Yan nodded.
Is there something he needs?
Gu Ping paused his movements and thought about the information he was missing. He then turned to Yang Yan and said, "There are some things that ordinary people shouldn't know. So we really need to approach this from the perspective of a cultivator. In an ordinary city, there must be places where cultivators come and go. Some matters can only be resolved by seeking out cultivators. Twenty years ago, what role did they play? We need to find relevant cultivators for that. I might have to investigate this personally."
He smiled, assuring them that he would quickly help find the place they needed to go.
And what about them?
Seeing that Gu Ping had sorted out all the interests and arranged everything that needed to be done, yet had nothing for himself, Liu Lao Jiu couldn't help but ask.
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