Chapter 1292: Shaking the World! I (1/2)

Chapter 1292: Shaking the World! (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Wang Chong was dazed. He had never expected the situation before him. Ever since he had obtained a vast quantity of Destiny Energy in the war of the southwest, Wang Chong had not run into the World Constraint. As long as one had enough Destiny Energy, the World Constraints would have no effect on him, but this situation was clearly different.

But before Wang Chong could think too deeply about this, the door opened, allowing Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, Cheng Sanyuan, and Xue Qianjun to rush inside. The four of them scanned the room before swiftly setting eyes on Wang Chong. They had been standing outside the door the entire night as Wang Chong was writing, all of them extremely uneasy.

”Your Highness, how are you doing?”

They stared with concern at Wang Chong behind his desk. Wang Chong's face was pale and he appeared to have gotten much thinner. But even though he was extremely fatigued, his eyes were shining brightly. Yet this only made them even more worried.

Wang Chong only waved his hand.

”Su Shixuan, Cheng Sanyuan, Xue Qianjun, Xu Keyi, I have a task for you. Take the manuscript on the table and then have it typeset, printed, and bound into books as quickly as possible. In my name, have the book distributed throughout the entire empire. In three days, I want the entire capital and every part of the empire to be able to see this book!”

Wang Chong extended a finger and pointed at the thick stack of papers on the desk.

The study fell silent as everyone stared at the papers.

The moment they had entered the study, they had noticed the stack of papers in front of Wang Chong, thickly covered in writing, the ink still wet.

No one knew what Wang Chong had written, but they all knew that anything that Wang Chong had needed five days to write and that he spoke of so solemnly could not be simple.

”Yes!”

The four of them respectfully replied and stepped forward to take away the thick stack of papers. But the four of them had no idea that when they stepped out of the study, that thick stack of papers became destined to completely alter the Great Tang and the countries that bordered it.

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The storm had quickly passed, and as the eastern skies slowly brightened, the capital regained its calm. For the people of the capital, the heavenly phenomena produced by Wang Chong as he wrote in his study were a mere illusion and had not affected their lives very much. It was just an additional topic of conversation. Within the capital, the number of people marching had not decreased at all.

The western part of the city, Li Zheng Meat Bun Store.

This steamed meat bun store was renowned throughout the capital. It was said that it was established by a couple with the surnames Li and Zheng, and had a history of seventy-some years, passed down from father to son. Its meat buns were known for their thin, flaky skin and thick, tender, and fragrant meat filling. Many of its patrons would even walk for two hours to eat the meat buns from this store.

In the early morning, steam was rising from the store while a fragrance filled the air. Many customers had gathered at the entrance.

”Shopkeeper, give me three meat buns!” said an azure-robed scholar of thirty-some years, at the same time placing three copper coins on the counter.

”Scholar, once you’re done eating the buns, are you still planning to head to the tea house?” the owner of the store asked as he grabbed the buns. It was clear that he was very familiar with this scholar.

”Heh, that's right!” the scholar absentmindedly replied as he turned to the bookstall next door.

The bookstall was run by a bearded man of forty-some years. Every morning, this book merchant would come to this place to sell books. Unlike other countries, the Great Tang had a deep appreciation for books and learning. It wasn't merely the scholar class, but also the ordinary people who enjoyed buying and selling books, either to collect them or pass them down through their families.

The azure-robed scholar happened to be fond of this hobby. Every day, he wanted to see if there were any newly-published books, and once he found one, he would regard it as a treasure and immediately buy it so that he could take it home and carefully read it. But the scholar had not found any new books at this book merchant's stall for quite some time.

”Mm?”

Suddenly, the scholar's eyebrow rose as he noticed an additional book on display.

”'Might Makes Right'? What a strange name!”

The scholar was taken aback. He had been reading since the age of ten, twenty-some years of time, and he had seen all kinds of bizarre names for books. However, he had never seen one like this. And he was not able to determine what the contents of the book were from the title.

This book gave him a completely different feeling and had a completely different style from any other book he owned.

”Shopkeeper, what book is this? How come I've never seen it before? Which of the honored scholars wrote it?” the middle-aged scholar asked.

”Ah? Oh, Scholar Zhang! That's not the case. It's a new book that was sent over this morning. And the person who wrote this book is rather famous: our Great Tang's King of Foreign Lands. I heard that he spared no effort to write this book. I'm planning to treat it as a treasure of my store and even keep one book for myself.”

The book merchant cheerfully smiled.

”What?!”

The scholar was astonished by these words, his eyes flying open.