Otherworld Advance Team-Chapter 1780 - 1773: 5-Person Council

"He can then rely on the power of the Wu Family to counterbalance the Wen Family’s rule," Luo’er added.

"Am I right?" Fulajie’er asked eagerly.

"It’s not about right or wrong, but your analysis is indeed very accurate," Luo’er nodded.

"So complicated..." Feng tilted his head and was silent for a long time before he spoke softly.

"That’s how power is," Luo’er said, shaking his head with a bitter smile, "Now it’s getting more interesting. Yichuan Fei took the initiative to contact me, which implies he is hiding something from Emperor Wu. He ostensibly collects the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures needed for imperial cultivation, but he exchanges the genuine for the fake, clearly with his own motives."

"After all, he is an outstanding disciple of an aristocratic family, surely not because of a love for money," Fulajie’er added, hands behind her back.

"Exactly, seen in this light, I must have a good talk with Emperor Wu," Luo’er pondered.

"But Yichuan Fei is, after all, a close aide, he will likely be present at the time," Fulajie’er said worriedly.

"Emperor Wu is eager to see me, he probably has something to say to me, so he will definitely find a way to send Yichuan Fei away," Luo’er said.

"It all seems so troublesome, just thinking about it makes me feel tired," Fulajie’er tilted her head, pouting gloomily.

"Troublesome? I think it’s okay," Luo’er said earnestly.

"We’re always busy handling other people’s affairs, but we have no clue about our own," Fulajie’er continued with a pout, "We’ve been in the East Continent for almost four years. First, we dealt with the Demon Clan matters, and after the war, we traveled to Kyushu, worrying about the Dongsheng Empire’s affairs. I’m beginning to miss home a little."

"It’s rare to hear you say you miss home. I thought as long as you were with us, you wouldn’t feel lonely," Luo’er said with a helpless smile.

"Of course," Fulajie’er stammered, seemingly realizing that Luo’er misunderstood her, "as long as I’m with you, I can manage a hundred years, but I miss my sister a little. After all, she’s just a mortal, and I don’t have much time with her."

"I’m truly sorry, actually, I should let you sisters reunite," Luo’er sighed.

"No, no, no, it’s not like that," Fulajie’er was a bit flustered, "I, I mean, there’s no problem staying with you, but I occasionally miss my sister, occasionally!"

"Hehe," seeing her awkwardness, Luo’er smiled gently, "I certainly know, but none of us knows when the rescue fleet will arrive. Ever since the civil war in the West Outer Heaven broke out, that place has become unbearable. We claim to come to the East Continent to mediate for the Demon Clan, but essentially we want to escape from that vile power-struggle environment." freёwebnoѵel.com

"But clearly, the East Continent is even more vile!" Fulajie’er spread her hands and said.

"There’s nothing we can do, wherever there are people, there will be power struggles. But setting that aside, the political ecology of the East Continent has its unique charm. The emergence of the Wu Family due to magic and the inexplicably appearing Wen Family can actually fight back and forth," Luo’er shook his head, with a bit of emotion.

"Why is this so," Fulajie’er gestured and asked, "I mean, the Wu Family holds the power of magic, while the Wen Family consists of scholars, how can they still draw with the Wu Family?"

"It’s simple," Luo’er smiled, "the foundation of power comes from the support of the people. The Wu Family relies on military strength to intimidate the populace, thus obtaining power, but its drawbacks are evident. The Wen Family, however, truly gains grassroots support, so they naturally possess power."

"Why does the Wen Family gain grassroots support?" Fulajie’er asked again.

"Do you think fairness is more important, or is order more important?" Luo’er asked in return.

"Of course, fairness!" Fulajie’er answered without hesitation.

"Guess again."

"Could it be order?"

"No, actually both are important, but order is the premise of fairness," Luo’er explained, "under order, there may be unfairness, but the people can perhaps barely accept it. But if order is disrupted, fairness is out of the question. Fairness might normalize once a new order is established, but during the establishment of order, the populace bears a significant cost."

"Therefore, the populace often values the stability of order over fairness. Losing fairness costs a lot, but losing order costs everything."

"For this reason, the Wen Family focuses on building and stabilizing order, providing the populace with order stability, and consequently gaining support. This order may still be unfair, but for the populace, as long as they can survive, they are satisfied."

"Oh," Fulajie’er suddenly understood, "So, the Wen Family provides order to the populace, while the Wu Family can only rely on military force, allowing the Wen Family to stand toe-to-toe with the Wu Family."

"That’s pretty much the idea," Luo’er said, feeling a bit emotional, "people love to sing praises of princes and ministers achieving greatness, yet few realize that the true agents of history are the masses."

"The ruling class and vested interest groups always instinctively overlook this group, thinking they can change the world relying solely on themselves. Yet they do not consider that the weapons they rely on are crafted by artisans, and the thousands of troops they command primarily consist of the armed forces of the masses."

"History is led by the people and will be driven by the people. The Wen Family deftly grasped this point, which is the reason for their strength. However, the power from the Wu Family has always been attempting to reclaim this portion of power that doesn’t originally belong to them. How long can the civil-military system of the Dongsheng Empire be sustained?"

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"The civil-military system of the Heavenly Dynasty is also time to end. From now on, the Heavenly Dynasty will be led by civil officials; the Wu Family will no longer hold political power, only serving as a subsidiary of the state."

In the dim room, Yichuan Fei’s sonorous voice was heard.

In this little room of only a dozen square meters, five people were seated around. They were all young, yet held extremely noble status.

Luzun Qian from Tong State, currently the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Ducha Department of the Dongsheng Empire. Considering he is only thirty-eight years old, to reach this position means either outstanding ability or connections in the court.

Gaofeng Yang from Yun State, the oldest at forty-seven, serving as the General in Command of the Dongsheng Empire, directing both domestic and foreign military operations, a position second only to one.

Jiuyun Shuang from the Northern Province, currently the Superintendent General of the Dongsheng Empire’s Military Strategy Department. Among all, he is the youngest, only twenty-eight.

The rank of Superintendent General seems useless but is essentially a reserve position for expeditions by the Imperial Court. Once the Empire engages in warfare, personnel will be directly drawn from the Strategy Department to lead, assembling the court’s army for battle. Considering his age, this position is quite high.

Huayu Xuan from Hua State, currently forty years old, once fully participated in the Dongsheng Empire’s war against the West Outer Heaven and was tasked with command when the Dongsheng military leadership was completely annihilated, leading the Dongsheng army against the Demon Clan forces.

Upon returning to Shengyuan Prefecture, he was awarded for merit and ennobled, currently serving as Deputy Minister of Personnel in the Dongsheng Empire, and is in the latter twelve of the Wen Family’s twenty-four cabinets, being a candidate for cabinet minister.

Lastly, the speaker Yichuan Fei, from the Yin State’s Yichuan Clan. His father is a Hundred Chief in the Wen Family’s cabinet of the Dongsheng Empire. He himself serves as the Recorder of the Emperor’s Sect, nominally tasked with collecting the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures needed by Emperor Wu for cultivation, seemingly a leisure post. But in fact, it’s a close aide position that can reach Emperor Wu at any time.

These five individuals form the deep-seated government of the Dongsheng Empire, the Gongxin Association. They come from different backgrounds, hold different positions, but share one commonality — they’ve all been officers in the Dongsheng Empire.

After the speech, Yichuan Fei glanced around, and everyone furrowed their brows, plunging into deep thought, refraining from speaking for a long time.

Yichuan Fei looked at them, and his vision blurred, as if he could see their appearances from years past.

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