Peace Order-Chapter 1569 - 22: Overlord and Prince Qin

The atmosphere in Mengyun’s Mansion was very oppressive.

The imperial physicians came and went, carrying all kinds of pills, their expressions tense.

The maids and attendants inside the mansion held their breath, their faces pale, walking briskly without making a sound.

As a result, the entire Mengyun’s Mansion carried an indescribable oppression.

It was as if it was suffocating everyone to death.

Mengyun was still unconscious, even though he was a Grandmaster in martial arts, he was pinned to the Nine Dragon Wall by an arrow from Prince Qin, hanging for the time it takes to finish a pot of wine before being pulled down, and immediately dragged back for treatment. Looking at the situation now, it was extremely dire.

This family is extremely strict; just now, the old lady came to see her son, crying hysterically.

Before leaving, she was furious, saying that if her son, Mengyun, could not be saved, she would send these maids and attendants to accompany him in death!

To pay respects below!

It was no wonder the maids and attendants looked pale, sincerely praying in their hearts for Mengyun to wake up.

As the head of the Central State’s military officers, Mengyun controlled tens of thousands of troops in Central State. His martial arts talent was also commendable. With the support of spirit pills and many fortuitous encounters, he managed to take a step into the realm of Grandmaster at the age of fifty-nine, before the final limit of a Grandmaster. But after all, a Grandmaster is still a Grandmaster, even the weakest one is the same.

With the Dharma Form, energy strikes in all directions.

Since then, Mengyun’s conduct became increasingly arrogant.

Relying on his military power and Grandmaster status, the officials dared not provoke him, at least unwilling to engage in a deadly fight—at that point, a deadly struggle would leave both parties injured, benefiting no one, and allow others standing by to profit from the conflict, so why bother? Thus, Mengyun’s arrogance grew even more unchecked, leading to numerous conflicts with another faction of civil officials in recent years.

But this time, among those who came to visit Mengyun, there were many who came from the civil officials.

And they were quite sincere.

Sighing deeply.

For the usual conflicts between civil and military officials were merely internal matters, the fights meant nothing as the spoils remained within the pot. But now, Prince Qin suddenly appeared as if a dragon crossing a river, and nearly nailed Mengyun with an arrow from outside, breaking the rules. Yet they dared not challenge this person’s rules, and could only endure it, causing them to feel oppressed and unhappy.

The officials visiting today were all young and vigorous.

The old ones feigned illness and declined to show up, one by one.

Claiming a twisted ankle or saying they fell ill.

Or finding it inauspicious to enter with the left foot first today, thus not suitable to receive guests.

Each slippery old fox ran faster than anyone, being more cowardly than anyone.

Only these young officials came, visited Mengyun, then found another place to rest and discuss Qin while feeling gloomy, thinking they must all bow and scrape to live under the shadow of Prince Qin.

But if it’s about being an enemy to Prince Qin, no one would agree.

For he is third on the Divine General List, a top contemporary hero.

Should we fight Prince Qin?!

Really?

Must have lost our minds.

Best to drop the idea quickly.

But when so many gather, someone is bound to come up with a scheme.

After a few cups of wine, one person proposed a rather ingenious idea, saying:

"We can’t deal with Prince Qin, but we don’t need to fight him to the death!"

Everyone looked in confusion at the young civil official.

He was from the Imperial Observatory, adept in trends and public opinion. Holding his drink, he said: "Now, His Majesty the Red Emperor favors Prince Qin, their relationship is very good. Therefore, Prince Qin only claims to be ’king,’ though his strength is that of an emperor. This shows that Prince Qin values loyalty and justice."

"To deal with a man of loyalty and justice, naturally it must begin with loyalty and justice."

"We don’t need to deal with Prince Qin directly."

"We only need to make Prince Qin and His Majesty the Red Emperor estranged!"

"When Prince Qin is forced to leave, won’t there be no more mountains crushing us?!"

Everyone pondered, then praised, saying it’s a clever idea!

Soon they asked:

"But how do we do that?!"

The official from the Imperial Observatory was usually at the periphery of the civil official system, where he lacked the experience of being the center of attention among so many senior officials. Under everybody’s eager gaze, he couldn’t help blushing, as if part of his mind for self-preservation was discarded, he thought a while and said:

"How about starting from the traditions of the Red Emperor’s lineage?"

"Throughout the Red Emperor era, who is the greatest enemy?"

Everyone thought for a while, then looked at each other and said: "The Western Regions, the Grassland, and the Overlord."

The official from the Imperial Observatory shook his head and frowned at the first two, indicating they were incorrect or insufficient. But hearing the last name, his eyes lit up, and he loudly said:

"Exactly, the Overlord!"

"Throughout the Red Emperor era, isn’t the Overlord the oldest and greatest opponent?"

He spoke with excitement: "The Overlord belongs to the White Tiger Sect, and Prince Qin is also from the White Tiger Sect."