Having received news from Zhang Jian, Zhang Zhao hurried over.

"Father!"

Under the jujube tree, Zhang Jian opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Zhao in front of him.

Zhang Zhao was already twenty-two years old this year. He had been handsome since childhood, combining the advantages of Zhang Jian and Qi Yuhua in appearance, surpassing his predecessors.

At this moment, the young man’s face was handsome and elegant.

Rarely forged through experience, he possessed a steady temperament.

For this heir he personally nurtured, Zhang Jian was fairly satisfied, though truthfully, Zhang Yi was more satisfied with him.

Zhang Zhao stood before him; to his eyes, his father inherently exuded an aura of authority, making it impossible to look directly at him.

In fact, he wished to be close like some of his brothers, or like his sister, Zhang Chang’an, but for some reason, every time at the crucial moment, he seemed to encounter some kind of bloodline suppression, unable to open up.

A moment later, Zhang Jian’s voice came forth.

"Zhao’Er, how has your cultivation progressed recently?"

Zhang Zhao respectfully replied.

"In response to Father, my cultivation speed is not slow, but there are always some obscure parts when operating Magic, which require more practice!"

Zhang Jian nodded, his gaze fixed on Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao’s aptitude was perhaps the most ’mediocre’ among his siblings, although he possessed superior Spirit Root, lacking a Dao Body.

Yet he was diligent.

Coupled with Zhang Jian’s teachings, he finally completed Divination Foundation Establishment, cultivating Magical Power this year.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step; Zhang Jian was not at all disappointed because of this.

Mediocrity early on does not mean that achievements will be lesser than others; it’s just that the foundation must be stable, one step at a time, eventually leading to accomplishments.

Zhang Jian encouraged him.

"The formation of Magic requires constant honing. There’s no need to rush; remember, maintaining a peaceful Dao Heart is key to performing Magic!"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jian added, "In the study, there is a book written by me, the ’Supreme Forget Emotion Technique,’ which you can read and study. It will benefit you in future Magic cultivation!"

Zhang Zhao nodded, his expression serious and solemn.

Zhang Jian nodded slightly, then further said, "Moreover, regarding the matter from three years ago, you can start handling it now!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhao’s eyes brightened.

A hint of excitement emerged in his eyes.

What happened three years ago was a collective persuasion to advance by many Military Generals, but Zhang Jian refused and reprimanded Zhang Lu.

Zhang Zhao privately asked Zhang Jian about it, but Zhang Jian always rejected him by saying the time was not right and warned him not to make any moves in private.

Zhang Zhao was overjoyed, immediately contacting Zhang Lu, Zhao Qingshan, Song Yingzhen, Wang Xiao, and Wang He, all direct lineage members of the Zhang Family.

Jinlan Restaurant, a large restaurant opened by the Zhang Family, where Zhang Zhao often hosted banquets for many Zhang Family close associates and frequently conducted secret transactions.

After leaving the Prime Minister’s Mansion, he invited everyone over.

Once everyone was gathered, Zhang Lu immediately spoke up to inquire.

"Second Young Master, has the Lord finally relented?"

He had the closest relationship with the Prime Minister’s Mansion and didn’t need to hide too much.

Facing everyone’s gaze, Zhang Zhao nodded and spoke.

"Uncle Lu, rest assured, this time there won’t be any mistakes. Recently, there have been auspicious omens in the Zhang Family, and Father also thinks this is a good sign, a divine opportunity granted by heaven, which if not seized, will bring regret upon us!"

A youth with a brave face next to him, upon hearing this, brightened up and eagerly said, "I heard from the esteemed individuals of Dong Shen Temple that above the Prime Minister’s Mansion, there appeared ten thousand feet of purple qi. Inside and outside Fengyang County, there are Dragon-Feng auspicious omens and Qilin auspicious appearances, which are good signs, indicating a new ruler will descend upon the world to replace the Qian Dynasty. We should all meet the Emperor and advise him to abdicate, fulfilling the will of heaven and the hearts of the people!"

He was Wang He, the eldest son of Central Guard Wang You.

Also the direct grandson of Grand Commandant Wang Huan, having followed Zhang Zhao for eight years, he immediately took advantage of the situation.

Being sensitive, he immediately realized that the opportunity of great fortune was right before his eyes.

The merit of assisting the dragon was right there.

He bore a solemn expression, also glanced at Zhang Lu beside him.

Three years ago, Zhang Lu, the commander of the Black-clothed Guards, wanted to take this leading merit in persuasion and brought a group to the Prime Minister’s Mansion for persuasion, but ended up being scolded, which drew laughter for two or three years. Now, since the second young master of the Zhang Family personally spoke, the timing seemed right, it should be true.

In any case, the Wang Family could not miss such a great event.

Zhang Zhao glanced at Wang He.

He looked slightly surprised.

As the designated heir of the next generation of the Zhang Family, he was allowed insight into some of the Zhang Family’s foundation.

Wang He, to some extent, guessed part of the truth with his flattery.

Indeed, Fengyang County did have Dragon-Feng, but regarding Qilin, that was ’nonsense’!

Listening aside, Zhang Lu was stunned, then angrily glared at Wang He, slightly dazed, as Wang He swiftly seized the merit for assisting the dragon, appearing smug, cupped his hands towards Zhang Lu, who then ignored entangling with this infamous troublemaker from the Wang Family, standing up.

"Second Young Master, I’ve long said the Lord has the aura of the Emperor; you see, I was right, wasn’t I? When do we act? Many brothers from the Capital Camp have been waiting eagerly!"

Next to them, Song Yingzhen, and Wang Xiao also showed unusual expressions; they did not expect such a turn of events, Wang Xiao was the quickest to react.

At this moment, he quickly spoke.

"Uncle Lu, I think you needn’t act on this matter; it’s better to leave it to my father and other uncles. With their involvement, everything will be handled well!"

Song Yingzhen smiled slightly, "We, with many military achievements, can also contribute at the Court!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhao secretly nodded.