My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 383 - 254 Yiren’s Decision

Although the Prince of Han had not practiced cultivation, he still had an understanding of the Hundred Schools.

This was knowledge they were bound to study during their youth.

During the heyday of the School of Cross and Vertical, it suppressed the other schools, even causing the Confucian school to avoid its sharp edge.

At that time, it was still the Warring States period with continuous conflicts amongst numerous nations.

The School of Cross and Vertical maneuvered amongst these states, freely manipulating the continental situation, aiding the country it resided in to conquer and annihilate others.

Including Daxia, the Five Great Dynasties were established with the assistance of the School of Cross and Vertical, shaping the territories as they are today.

However, with the end of the Warring States, the nations began to recuperate; with several hundred years without major wars, the School of Cross and Vertical lost its stage to display its capabilities and gradually faded into obscurity.

To this day, Confucian flourishes, and there are many practitioners in Legalism, the Military, and Mohism, but the School of Cross and Vertical has almost completely disappeared.

The Prince of Han exclaimed in astonishment, "The School of Cross and Vertical still has a lineage?"

Lin Ting nodded, saying, "Actually, all the Hundred Schools have their lineages, but like the School of Cross and Vertical, the Yin Yang School, the successors are extremely few, I just happened to meet one..."

The Prince of Han, somewhat excited, asked, "Could you introduce me?"

Lin Ting's expression turned troubled, hesitating before saying, "This..."

The Prince of Han furrowed his brows, asking, "Why, is it not possible?"

After some internal conflict, Lin Ting still nodded and said, "The gentleman does not wish to be disturbed, but since Your Highness wants to meet him, I will speak to him…"

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Night.

Song Residence.

Because of the matter concerning Yiren, Li Nuo and his wife stayed at the Song Family tonight.

Yiren's mood had likely not yet settled, and as Li Nuo entered her courtyard and knocked on the door, her voice came from inside the room: "The door isn't locked, come in."

Li Nuo pushed the door and entered, seeing her sitting at the table, still staring blankly at the candle flame.

Li Nuo walked over and asked, "Are you still thinking about what happened during the day?"

Yiren lowered her head and did not speak.

Li Nuo sat down opposite her, saying, "Stop thinking about it, it wasn't you who killed that person. They just wanted to use you to get back at me."

Actually, Yiren wasn't thinking about that person.

Having learned that the person deserved to die, she had no burdens in her heart.

What she cared about was that Li Nuo had saved her, which cost him all his cultivation.

Although he also had talent in the Martial Path, the cultivation in martial arts was very hard, even with his talent, it required more than ten years of grueling effort to achieve minor success.

And he, he simply didn't have the time to dedicate to cultivation like a martial artist.

She looked up at Li Nuo and said, "I'm sorry."

Li Nuo, puzzled, asked, "Sorry for what?"

Yiren lowered her head again and said, "It's my fault that your cultivation was ruined."

Only then did Li Nuo realize what she was thinking about.

There was really nothing to worry about; if the person really had been killed by her, and Li Nuo had covered up for her out of selfish motives, it could have impacted his cultivation.

The killer was someone else; she was just wrongly accused, it was hardly something that could ruin his cultivation.

He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, whether it affects the cultivation is another matter. Even if I really can't practice Legalism anymore, I can still practice the Martial Path. At worst, I'll just bring more guards when I go out. My father doesn't have any cultivation either, so many in Chang'an hate him, yet he's still fine…"

Seeing him so nonchalant and indifferent, Yiren quietly made a decision within her heart.

If he couldn't cultivate anymore, she would work hard at her cultivation and protect him in the future.

At the very least, she'd protect him for a lifetime.

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She extended her hand to Li Nuo, saying, "Give it to me."

Li Nuo asked, "Give you what?"

Yiren said, "My music box."

Li Nuo didn't play dumb and asked her why she wanted to take it back, but just smiled and said, "It's at the Li Family, you can go get it tomorrow."

Yiren added, "And my painting too."

Li Nuo shook his head, saying, "That was given to Jiaren, if you want it, I can draw some more for you."

She didn't say anything but nodded her head.

Seeing that Yiren was in a better mood, Li Nuo then left.

Elsewhere at another courtyard gate, Su Qing leaned against the door, watching Li Nuo leave, sighing softly, her mind filled with thoughts.

Song Zhe stood next to her and asked, "Do you think Yiren will leave?"

Su Qing scoffed softly, saying, "Leave? Her heart is in Chang'an, it's useless to go anywhere else..."

Setting aside these matters, she looked at Song Zhe and asked, "That matter you spoke about with Li Xuanjing from the past, what exactly was it?"

Song Zhe sighed deeply, his eyes lost in memories.

The matters of the past were just some young men, well-versed in saintly books, who topped the Imperial Examination, initially entering officialdom hoping to make a grand impact.

For example, reforming the Imperial Examination, allowing more people, especially those from poor families, to change their destinies through the exams, to alter the status quo dominated by nobles and famous families.

Or rooting out treachery and corruption, jointly petitioning His Majesty in the hope of purging the greedy and corrupt from court.

Like how they abolished the hereditary nobility system, they stripped the nobles of their privileges.

And the land reform, redistributing fields occupied by famous families to the impoverished commoners.

Song Zhe and Li Xuanjing were among those who implemented these reforms.

Along with over ten Advanced Scholars, who were implemented with them, all fell into a conspiracy case and were killed. Only Li Xuanjing and Song Zhe survived.

Li Xuanjing survived because the person who exposed them was Li Xuanjing himself.

Song Zhe survived because before the conspiracy case arose, Li Xuanjing had expelled him from the reform team.

To this day, how could he not see that it was to protect him?

Song Zhe looked melancholic and whispered softly, "It was like this back then, and it is still the same now, he has always liked to face everything alone..."

The night deepened.

In Chang'an, many people still found it hard to sleep.

The Death Exemption Token in Li Xuanjing's hand was like a dangling sword over some people's heads.

The Death Exemption Token itself was secondary.

The fact that His Majesty had granted him the Death Exemption Token not once but twice was the real headache.

Having the first and second tokens, there might well be a third.

To completely overthrow Li Xuanjing, one would probably have to wait until His Majesty abdicated and a new emperor ascended the throne.

But over the years, His Majesty seemed to be getting younger, with absolutely no intention of passing the throne to any Prince.

How long would these hard days last...

Assistant Minister Zongzheng's Mansion.

Pale lanterns, hanging from the entrance to the inside of the mansion, gave the entire residence a chilling aura.

The entire Assistant Minister Zongzheng Mansion was also immersed in sadness.

The family's only son had been murdered, and the murderer had been exonerated—a double blow for them.

Assistant Minister Zongzheng sat inside the ancestral hall, his gaze empty as he stared ahead, looking like he had lost his soul.

For this only son, he had sacrificed so much; unexpectedly, it all had amounted to nothing.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the ancestral hall.

Assistant Minister Zongzheng saw the figure walking in and suddenly stood up.

Despite the indescribable rage in his heart, and his fists clenched in his sleeves, he still suppressed all his anger and said in a deep voice, "Lord Li, what brings you to my residence at this late hour?"

If anyone in Assistant Minister Zongzheng's Mansion was most detested, it was, of course, Li Xuanjing.

But although they were desperately resentful, they dared not show even a hint of it.

Li Xuanjing walked over to Assistant Minister Zongzheng, found a chair and sat down. He dusted off the hem of his official robe before saying, "I know, Assistant Minister, you hate me, but don't rush to hate. The death of the Fengyang County Son involves hidden matters. It's not just you; even I am within their calculations."

Assistant Minister Zongzheng's eyelids twitched, and he immediately asked, "Really?"

Li Xuanjing said, "I'm just telling you, believe it or not, it's up to you."

Assistant Minister Zongzheng glanced at Li Xuanjing and slowly sat back down.

Although he previously loathed Li Xuanjing to the bones, he believed what he said.

With his power and authority, there was no need for him to come in person to explain.

If he really intended to, he could easily annihilate their entire family.

After taking a deep breath, his tone became somewhat respectful as he asked, "Dare I ask Lord Li, who actually caused my son's death?"

After a moment, his face showed astonishment and he exclaimed, "Why, we never wronged them!"

Li Xuanjing said indifferently, "Assistant Minister, you have also spent many years in officialdom. Why would you ask such a naive question?"

Assistant Minister Zongzheng soon figured it out. Those above in power didn't care about grievances, only about suitability.

Shou'er was indeed a viable candidate.

Strangely enough, although he was an enemy, when Li Xuanjing sat across from him, he found his words utterly credible.

Li Xuanjing stood up, looked at the coffin placed in the hall, and said, "The cause of the past is the effect of today. Li Shou's fate was his own making. Assistant Minister, don't overindulge your next son like you did the last..."

Assistant Minister Zongzheng looked up at him, his face flushed with anger. He had long been unable to behave rationally; this comment was a great humiliation to him.

Li Xuanjing casually threw something over, which Assistant Minister Zongzheng caught.

It was a white porcelain bottle.

Li Xuanjing said, "Inside the bottle is a pill that, after ingestion, can revive your vigor for an hour. Assistant Minister, seize the opportunity. You still have another son in your fate, but the choice is still up to you..."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Several young women slowly gathered around.

One woman looked at Assistant Minister Zongzheng and asked, "Master, is what he said true? Could it be poison?"

Assistant Minister Zongzheng pulled out the cork and poured out a pill from the bottle, swallowing it without hesitation.

Even if other friends or relatives gave him pills, he would think twice.

But there was no need to doubt the one from Li Xuanjing.

If Li Xuanjing wanted to kill him, he wouldn't need such methods.

No sooner had the pill gone down than he felt a fierce heat surge to his lower abdomen—an all too familiar sensation!

Thinking of Li Xuanjing's words that the effects would only last for an hour, and despite having just lost a son that day, he immediately gathered his concubines and said anxiously, "Quick, to the bedroom, all of you come!"