Recently, there have been individuals attempting to leave the city carrying secret letters, only to be intercepted before even reaching the gates. The letters they carried soon became damning evidence.
As confession after confession piled up, the secret letters were laid before Emperor Shunying, who sighed repeatedly, occasionally glancing up at Fang Zhiyi standing before him. "My dear minister, why didn’t you act like this sooner? How could it be that my empire was built upon these noble families?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "That is precisely why the uprising erupted."
News spread that Emperor Shunying would hold court.
The surviving ministers scrambled to the grand hall, their spirits worn down by relentless torment. Nearly every noble family in the capital had been arrested by the Xuanjing Bureau, and some who resisted were shot dead on the spot. Rumor had it their hidden silver and estates had all been confiscated.
The court still appeared full, as if no purge had ever taken place. Yet the remaining ministers were inwardly alarmed—why did they not recognize a single face among those standing beside them?
"The Minister of Revenue—what was his name again?" Emperor Shunying pondered for a long moment.
The newly appointed Minister of Revenue stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Your servant, Wang Chongxi, greets Your Majesty."
At the mention of this name, several ministers paled in fear. Before the rebel army had besieged the capital, they had seen this very name on petitions for reinforcements—Wang Chongxi had been the leader of a rebel faction in the west! But now, none dared speak out of turn. They could only stare at him in uneasy silence.
"Ah, yes, Wang Chongxi. How goes the treasury audit?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, we have recently confiscated vast amounts of wealth. The treasury is still being tallied, but based on preliminary estimates, it exceeds one hundred million taels of silver."
This declaration stunned not only Emperor Shunying but also the surviving ministers.
What did this mean? In the past, though Emperor Shunying rarely attended court, Cao Ji had always been present. Countless disputes had revolved around budget allocations, with the treasury perpetually hovering at just a few million taels—much of which was further skimmed off by corrupt officials. And now, what had they just heard?
"One hundred million taels?" Emperor Shunying’s eyes gleamed. No emperor disliked a treasury overflowing with silver.
Wang Chongxi added, "And that is a conservative figure. If we include rare treasures and artifacts, I estimate another fifty million taels."
Emperor Shunying leaned back on his throne, thoroughly satisfied. "Excellent! These miserly bastards—when the capital was under siege, they all wept poverty. Now their hidden fortunes have been exposed. How satisfying!"
The old ministers shrank back, fully understanding the implication.
"And the Ministry of Justice? Any reports?"
The newly appointed Minister of Justice stepped forward. "Reporting to Your Majesty, since assuming office, my ministry has expedited the resolution of over nine hundred backlogged cases of wrongful convictions. Work is still ongoing."
"Good!"
Several more ministers stepped forward to deliver their reports. The old officials finally realized—these new colleagues of theirs were almost entirely former rebel leaders! And the one who had elevated them to this golden hall was none other than the man seated beside the throne. Their eyes covertly flickered toward Fang Zhiyi.
For the first time, Emperor Shunying found court sessions rather enjoyable. The men Fang Zhiyi had recruited were all highly capable, handling affairs without constantly deferring to the emperor for every minor decision.
"General Fang, what of your report? Any matters to address?"
Fang Zhiyi rose to his feet. "The Feixiong Army has pacified the northwest. I propose deploying additional forces to suppress rebel factions in the south and disband the local garrisons."
The old ministers were baffled—what rebels in the south?
But Emperor Shunying nodded. "Approved! You have my full authority to proceed."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Meanwhile, in Huaiyang City—a southern border town—the local governor, Governor Hu, was drinking with the garrison commander, General Wang, while embracing a courtesan.
"General Wang, I heard the capital’s defense was successful. Do you think His Majesty will hold it against us?" Governor Hu was uneasy. When news of the capital’s siege had arrived, Huaiyang and other southern cities should have mobilized troops to reinforce the capital. Yet they had all tacitly agreed to remain idle.
General Wang waved dismissively. "You know the emperor. Later, we’ll just send him a few more beauties and some rare treasures—no harm done." He wasn’t wrong. A weak-willed ruler like Emperor Shunying wouldn’t bother settling old scores. His grip on the woman in his arms tightened slightly. "But General Fang… that’s another matter. After all, he’s my superior. Now that he’s won another great victory, I’ll need your help, Governor, to prepare generous gifts."
Governor Hu nodded eagerly. "Of course, no problem. We’ll just notify the Ji and Sun families—we might even profit from this."
General Wang downed his wine in one gulp and slammed the cup onto the table. "Just mentioning them pisses me off! Those high-and-mighty noble families—they’ve gone too far! I had my troops ready to march, but those bastards sent people to stop me!"
Governor Hu quickly tried to calm him. "Careful with your words, General Wang! The noble families hold immense power. Even I have to kowtow to them just to keep my position. Making money isn’t shameful."
General Wang’s face darkened, his drunkenness showing. "I heard Elder Li of the southern thirteen cities was planning to enthrone Prince Dai as emperor. If that got out… heh, the Li family would be finished."
Governor Hu’s expression changed instantly. He hastily dismissed the courtesans. "Don’t speak nonsense! General Wang, you’ve had too much to drink."
Seeing his nervous reaction, General Wang suddenly understood and slapped his own forehead. "Ah, right, I forgot—you’ve got the Hu family behind you. Hah! Pretend I said nothing."
Governor Hu sighed, about to reply, when a guard burst in.
"Disaster, my lord! Disaster!"
"What happened?" Governor Hu’s heart sank with a terrible premonition.
"Merchants from the capital have been allowed to trade freely again. A large group arrived at our gates, but the moment they entered, they overturned their carts and drew weapons hidden beneath! The city gates have already fallen!"
"What?!" both Governor Hu and General Wang shouted in unison. The latter staggered out in a drunken rush, while Governor Hu stood frozen, speechless.
The gates had been completely overrun. Above them fluttered a banner bearing a single bold character: "Heaven."
From a distance, General Wang recognized that tattered flag and halted in disbelief. "Impossible… the Heavenly King’s rebels? Weren’t they crushed by the general? How…?" A terrifying possibility struck him—the capital had fallen! The earlier reports of victory had been lies! The capital’s sealed gates, supposedly to root out bandits, had been nothing but a ruse!
Fear crept into his heart. Years of indulgence had left him too cowardly to raise a sword. The fleeting courage from the wine vanished with the wind.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
