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Misha and Li Cu finally returned. The girl from Western Shu Esoteric Buddhism had already passed on to the Underworld. After properly handling their remains, they were buried next to the High Monk's Remains, allowing them to continue receiving the worship and blessings of the Believers.
During this time, Misha delved deeply into the teachings of Western Shu Esoteric Buddhism, making adjustments and corrections where necessary. On the final day, the girl known as Skull manifested a divine sign, effortlessly convincing the Believers of the new doctrine's divine power. The cannibalistic thoughts that had plagued them were eradicated at their roots, and the practice of female sacrifice in Western Shu finally came to an end.
Meanwhile, another significant event was quietly unfolding in the Great Jing Dynasty. More and more students in various scholarly robes filled the streets. Diners informed Sang Qingxiao that in just over a month, it would be time for the Great Jing Dynasty's triannual Imperial Examination.
Sang Qingxiao counted on his fingers and realized he knew quite a few familiar faces participating in this year's Imperial Examination. Chi Chen'an, Yan Min's son, and news from Jianghu indicated that the Liang Family would be attending the Martial Arts Examination. The Qi Xiaopeng Residence was also joining in on the excitement; they had already set off.
Huo Qi felt quite pleased upon reading the contents of the letter. The more people there were, the livelier it became. However, it was no longer suitable for anyone to live next door due to too many secrets; he needed to find a place nearby.
Qi Xiaomian slapped down a prepared property deed in front of him, noticing it even bore his real name. Huo Qi laughed, appreciating his son's filial piety for buying him a house. However, having his name written on it could raise questions if anyone doubted him.
No matter; there were plenty of people in the Capital who purchased properties under aliases.
Seeing that Qi Xiaomian had something to discuss with Sang Qingxiao, Huo Qi cheerfully took the property deed and went out to show it off.
Qi Xiaomian asked, "You mentioned earlier that there were issues with the Ministry of Revenue?"
Sang Qingxiao countered, "Has His Majesty made things difficult for the Chancellor?"
Bringing up old matters regarding relocating tombs using existing blueprints was met with reluctance; he found it ominous. The Lei Family had no choice but to design anew. Xuande Emperor had raised numerous demands; although the Royal Tomb's area remained unchanged, its standards had significantly increased, which would undoubtedly require substantial funds.
Ha! Could Cheng Haoda of the Royal Tomb afford to wait for Xuande Emperor's body?
Thus, more manpower would have to be employed to shorten construction time. This endeavor would consume as much in labor costs as it would in building expenses.
Was there truly no method left to delay this further? It would be best if they could postpone until Xuande Emperor met with Yama; then there wouldn't be so many issues.
Qi Xiaomian shook his head. "Regarding the Third Prince, His Majesty harbors resentment. During confrontations with court officials, he has been relentless and unwilling to compromise, even using imperial authority against them. The court officials likely won't hold out much longer."
"Your uncle really has some nerve! The Chancellor has already made concessions for the greater good; what right does he have to be angry over his own corrupt practices?"
"Who told him he was His Majesty?"
"Has he still not summoned you?"
Qi Xiaomian smiled indifferently. This was the first time he had shown a disagreement with him, and it wouldn't be the last; he would have to get used to it.
Sang Qingxiao noticed that his expression was still calm, so he returned to the main topic. "Let's talk about the Ministry of Revenue. If this gets exposed, it will certainly cause quite a stir."
Qi Xiaomian chuckled, "With the troubles you've stirred up, when has there ever been a small commotion?"
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