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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair In the imperial study, Yang Zhen was quietly reporting to Emperor Xiao Wenxuan. When he finished, the Emperor frowned deeply. "Are you sure it was Prince Qi’s men who caught the Jin merchant?" Xiao Wenxuan asked. "Yes. We could have caught the merchant earlier, but Prince Qi’s people got there first. Our men have been following closely, and we can take the merchant back anytime the Emperor orders. But until then, we dare not act rashly and risk…-
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair Outside the bridal chamber, Lu Luo and Ziyuan pressed their heads against the window, wearing mischievous smiles. Xiao Huan looked at them with displeasure. "Hey, how can you two eavesdrop like that?" Ziyuan curled her lips. "We’re not eavesdropping. The Princess Consort told us to record everything. How can we not listen?" Before Xiao Ming’s wedding, Consort Zhen had specially brought Ziyuan and Lu Luo into the palace and told them to keep…
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In the Jade Water Pavilion, Consort Zhen chatted warmly with Feiyue’er, often asking if she was comfortable. Xiao Ming sat watching them, quietly planning when to return to Qingzhou. Now that he was married, he saw no reason to stay longer in Chang’an. The recent assassination attempt left him with a shadow over his mind — Chang’an was unsafe. Just like every regional lord tried to avoid leaving their own territory, Xiao Ming felt the same. Once on another’s land, he couldn’t guarantee his…
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Advanced chapter at Patreon.com/caleredhair When life becomes peaceful, time seems to pass quickly. After the court ceremony and rewards, the Ministry of Rites came to Xiao Ming’s mansion to help prepare for his wedding. During this time, Xiao Ming visited relatives and friends to strengthen his connections with court officials — especially Luo Quan, Du Boyuan, Qin Rui, Zhu Yushu, and others. These were his trusted people in Chang’an who had protected him many times. Notably, when they…
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With the sound of drums and music, the imperial guards slowly marched forward. Chang’an wasn’t a big city, and the Fei family home was not far from Xiao Ming’s mansion. Walking down the straight street, Feiyue’er’s group gradually arrived at Prince Qi’s mansion. By now, most of the guests who came to congratulate and drink had already gathered. The sound of drums outside made Xiao Ming realize Feiyue’er was about to arrive. Officials from the Ministry of Rites immediately got busy. From…
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A giant hot air balloon slowly rose above the palace. Standing on the balloon, Emperor Xiao Wenxuan relaxed as he looked through a telescope over Chang’an — like a fierce tiger patrolling his territory. "Father, if you buy this balloon, you won’t regret it. It can scout and watch over the whole city from high above. And if there’s danger, you can escape by balloon. One hundred thousand taels is really cheap," Xiao Ming kept persuading. Xiao Wenxuan had already been tempted, and now Xiao Ming’s…
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At the square in front of Chengqing Hall, the ministers formed a crescent shape around Luo Xin and his group. Emperor Xiao Wenxuan and Xiao Ming stood in the middle of the formation. Xiao Wenxuan looked surprised as Luo Xin took out one long stick-like weapon after another from wooden boxes. He asked Xiao Ming, "Ming’er, are these the firearms?" "Yes, Father. These are the firearms used in the Jizhou battle. Actually, it’s quite simple — just a smaller version of a cannon," Xiao Ming…
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"Five thousand muskets?" Xiao Ming was a bit disappointed by the number, but seeing the expressions on Emperor Xiao Wenxuan and the ministers, he understood why. After all, they still doubted the effectiveness of muskets in the army — or maybe they just hated spending so much silver. In Qingzhou, Xiao Ming had often heard ministers complain about the cannon prices. Some even wanted the court to fund their own clan workshops to copy Qingzhou’s cannons. Those ministers weren’t patriotic; they just…
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All around was dead silent, and cold sweat suddenly formed on Xiao Ming’s back. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the inner door of the imperial study. That door led directly outside. He had a strong feeling that if he refused to sign, soldiers might storm in and kill him on the spot. After all, this exact scene had played out many times throughout history — emperors forcing strong princes to swear loyalty to protect the heir. Xiao Ming never expected that he would be part of such a moment…
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Only Yang Zhen and Emperor Xiao Wenxuan remained in the room. A scar ran across Yang Zhen’s face from left to right. Most people would be shocked by such a mark. But Xiao Wenxuan didn’t show any disgust. Instead, his eyes softened when looking at the scar. Years ago on the battlefield, Yang Zhen had taken a knife wound meant for Xiao Wenxuan — that was why he trusted him so deeply. "But Your Majesty, if the Second Prince is truly behind this, it will be a serious problem for you," Yang Zhen said…
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