Chapter 1279: Wunu Shibi and the Blackwater Shaman! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Two bells glimmered like jewels from the girl's ears, and they pleasantly jingled in the wind.
This girl was none other than the one who had previously appeared at Li Junxian's side.
”There's no need to worry. I've already sent Elder Song to take care of the matter. In just a little while, we can completely squeeze him out of the Imperial Court. At that point, he will cease to be a threat to us in the Imperial Court!” Li Junxian said.
With these words, all three people vanished from the Imperial Palace.
……
”How was it?”
The moment Wang Chong stepped onto the carriage, a voice rang out in his ear. King Song was seated in a corner, apparently having waited a long time. Next to him was Minister of War Zhangchou Jianqiong, and both of them were staring at Wang Chong.
This was the first time the Confucian Sect leader had appeared in the Imperial Court, and many people had probably been watching his meeting with Wang Chong just now.
”The Confucian Sect will begin moving soon. Tell the generals that they need to be careful,” Wang Chong immediately said as he seated himself next to King Song.
Hearing this, the others in the carriage grimaced.
”…In addition, though the surrounding countries can't be trusted, since the treaties have been signed, we need to ensure that the other countries carry out their promise to reduce their armies. Lord Zhangchou, I leave this matter to you,” Wang Chong said, turning to Zhangchou Jianqiong.
”Mm!”
Zhangchou Jianqiong solemnly nodded.
”As for Li Junxian, leave him to me!”
Wang Chong peered out the window, a profound light in his eyes.
Rumble!
The carriage rolled forward, vanishing into the streets.
Just a few hours later, countless soldiers rode out of the Imperial Palace and various government offices and began to post notices throughout the capital. Countless messenger pigeons took to the skies to deliver messages to the various parts of the Central Plains. Ü-Tsang, Arabia, the Eastern and Western Turks, the Goguryeo Empire, Mengshe Zhao… all the countries were reducing their armies for a grand total of nearly one million soldiers. This news rapidly spread throughout the realm.
Rumble! In a flash, all the people of the Central Plains were left stunned by this news.
”How could this be!”
”Wonderful! Wonderful! The Great Tang has finally realized peace with all its surrounding countries!”
All the people throughout the Central Plains began to excitedly celebrate. This was certainly the best news the Central Plains had ever heard, and countless people ran around to tell their friends and even let off firecrackers. And all this news was associated with a name: Secretariat Advisor Li Junxian.
This was the first time the common people had ever heard this name. Although this was the first time, his miraculous and bloodless feat had branded this name deeply in their minds.
”Li Junxian!”
”Li Junxian!”
……
Adults and children ran about the streets of the Great Tang, their faces red with excitement.
”Young Master, listen!”
As the crowds surged through the streets of Chang'an, a simple carriage rode together with all the others. Its curtain was raised to reveal the excited face of a young man.
”This time, Young Master's name has been made known to the entire world! We truly managed to win this round!”
But the white-robed and handsome young master within the carriage remained calm and unmoved.
”It was not we who won, but the world and the desire of the people for peace!” Li Junxian softly said.
The youth was left dumbstruck.
A gentle breeze blew a large wutong tree leaf through the window and into the carriage. Li Junxian extended a palm, allowing the leaf to fall into his palm, where it shifted colors in the mottled sunlight. This seemed to throw Li Junxian into a long daze, and it was only after some time that he managed to break out of his stupor.
”Master, we're on the verge of succeeding! All of this… are you watching from the heavens?” Li Junxian mumbled to himself, a hint of sorrow in his eyes.