Because of the innate tacit understanding between men, you and Li Liushui stood to the side and watched silently for a while.
The emperor was right in the mood; it would be too inappropriate to interrupt him.
After watching until your eyes went sore, you couldn't help but speak up.
"Our emperor is already like this, and your Li family isn't going to do anything about it?"
Li Liushui, holding his sword in his arms, smiled faintly and said.
"I am only responsible for the emperor's personal safety. What the emperor does every day is not for me to criticize."
"Can't the Li family see that the affairs of the court are controlled by powerful ministers, and the emperor has no say?"
"Brother Chen, speak cautiously. If it weren't for Li Lingyue's sake, what you just said would constitute the crime of insulting the sovereign, and I could strike you down right here."
It seemed Big Brother was right. The Li family was free-ranging the emperor—they only cared about putting someone on the throne, not whether the emperor did a good or bad job, as long as the royal family's interests were not compromised.
Just as the two of you were getting tired of watching and Li Liushui coughed, preparing to ask for instructions.
The concubine who was being held in Longzhi's arms suddenly pulled the hairpin from her head and thrust it toward Longzhi's neck!
"Assassin!"
You were a step too slow. Li Liushui was, after all, in the Martial Sage realm, and was much faster than you.
Damn it! What a great opportunity to claim the merit of saving the emperor!
My reaction was still too slow. I should have tripped Li Liushui first!
"Don't kill her!"
Longzhi shouted just in time.
Li Liushui pinned the concubine to the ground with his sword scabbard.
"Speak, who sent you!"
The commotion inside couldn't be hidden from the group of martial arts bigwigs outside. Even without using their divine sense, they could hear it clearly.
"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!!"
A crowd of people swarmed in. They completely ignored the Southern Border Empress and rushed in to snatch the credit.
Seeing that there was only one assassin, and she had already been subdued by Li Liushui, they were greatly disappointed.
There's not enough credit to go around!
Qin Rong was furious.
"Men! Drag this assassin out and execute her by a thousand cuts!!"
Longzhi put his clothes on properly and tidied up his messy hair and beard.
"Beloved Minister Qin, hold on. Let me figure out why she wanted to assassinate me."
Qin Rong was very obedient.
"I humbly defer to Your Majesty's judgment!"
Longzhi walked up to the beautiful concubine and looked down at her.
"We were having such a good time, why would you try to assassinate me? I haven't left the palace in decades, so I presume I couldn't have offended you or your family, right? Could it be that you are here to plead for the people or something?"
The concubine spat at him.
"Bah! Pleading for the people is exactly what I should do! You incompetent tyrant! You ignore state affairs, neglect the empire, and are obsessed with lust and play! You don't look like an emperor at all! If it weren't for the Dragon Protector's agility today, I would have definitely succeeded!"
Li Liushui scratched his cheek in embarrassment. Why was she praising him now?
Li Lingyue stood outside the courtyard and sneered.
"Well scolded! This woman is not to be killed. I want her alive!"
Longzhi glanced outside.
"How is it that in my own home, another sovereign pops up to give orders? Can't you give me a little face?"
Li Lingyue rolled her eyes at him.
Longzhi was rendered speechless. He lowered his head and continued to ask the concubine.
"So, you're not here to plead for the people or anything like that. You simply want to kill me, and I want to know the reason."
"My brother was a battalion commander of the Six Armies of the Northern Border. He came to the capital to demand military pay for the brothers in his battalion, but he came in alive and went back dead!
I don't know the details inside the palace.
I only know that in February I received a letter from my brother saying he came to the capital for business, and in March I received a letter my parents had someone write, saying he was dead!
You high officials! The emperor! You are so rich, so wealthy! Why won't you even pay the soldiers their wages! You even killed him for demanding it!"
The concubines in the garden knelt on the ground, while the officials stood.
Everyone fell silent.
The air was so cold it felt like it was going to freeze.
You stood to the side enjoying the spectacle, even wishing you had a bucket of popcorn.
Longzhi stood with his hands behind his back.
"How much military pay does the imperial court owe your brother and his brothers-in-arms?"
"Two hundred!"
"Two million taels. I will give you four million and pardon you of your crimes. You can go back..."
"It's two hundred! Not two million! Although we are children from poor families, we have ambition! We won't take advantage of you!"
Longzhi was so angry he laughed. He looked up at Qin Rong.
"Beloved Minister Qin, why do I remember that you reported to me a few months ago that ten million taels of military pay for the Six Armies of the Northern Border had already been allocated from the national treasury? Why is there still a battalion of soldiers who haven't even received two hundred taels of pay?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Rong immediately knelt down, let his arms hang by his sides, and looked behind him.
"Minister of War! What is going on! Did your Ministry of War not deliver the silver?!"
Upon hearing this, the Minister of War immediately knelt down, pressed his forehead to the ground, and looked behind him.
"Vice Minister Zhang, you were in charge of the transport! Where is the military pay!"
Upon hearing this, the Vice Minister of War immediately knelt down and prostrated his entire body on the ground.
He looked back.
Damn it, there was no one left!
Those with lower official ranks than him were not qualified to enter the palace for an imperial audience, so they weren't here. The ball had been passed to him, and he couldn't pass it any further!
"Reporting to Your Majesty! Chancellor! Lord Minister! When we transported it, there was only one million taels! Hearing that the nation's tax collection was difficult this year, we even subsidized some of our own money to send as military pay, but... it really wasn't quite enough..."
Minister of War: "Preposterous! Why didn't you report such a thing earlier!"
Qin Rong: "Trash! You didn't even know your subordinates failed to complete their tasks! And you deceived me into thinking the military pay was fully in place! I see no need for you to continue being the Minister!"
You watched a massive game of passing the buck from the sidelines.
How it was finally handled wasn't important.
Whoever wasn't present took the blame.
Where did the money go? Anyway, it was under investigation.
Even in the mortal world, the interests of the lower-class people couldn't be guaranteed, let alone in the martial arts world.
The concubine who attempted the assassination was not sentenced to death. Longzhi pardoned her and gifted her to Li Lingyue.
After dealing with this interlude, Longzhi walked up to you, cupped his fists, bowed, and saluted.
"Benefactor! It has been many years since we last met. I am already old and senile, yet Benefactor still looks like a youth..."
Longzhi dismissed Qin Rong and the others, and had Li Liushui raise the restrictive arrays in the Courtyard of Beauties to prevent anyone from probing.
"Beloved Minister Li, you may leave as well."
Li Liushui was uneasy.
"Your Majesty, this person has a close relationship with the Empress. I cannot leave you alone with him."
"Rest assured. When I first met my benefactor, the Empress hadn't even lost her baby teeth yet."
Although Li Liushui was reluctant, Longzhi insisted. Left with no choice, Li Liushui could only obey the order.
When only the two of you were left, Li Chengqian took off his "Longzhi" mask.
"I've made a fool of myself in front of my benefactor. I imagine these little tricks of mine couldn't deceive your discerning eyes."
"The assassination attempt was timed so perfectly. You arranged it, didn't you?"
["Indeed... if we don't put on a show for the court historians to document, securing the soldiers' wages will be exceedingly difficult.
They constantly preach that 'all land under heaven belongs to the sovereign.' It is clearly my money, yet when I decide who to give it to, I am stonewalled by these ministers who claim to 'deeply care for the nation and its people.' Tell me, isn't it utterly absurd?"]

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!