After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Mother, neither the Great Qian nor the surrounding barbarian tribes are a match for me. Even if they raise an army, it doesn't matter. I'm itching for a fight anyway."

Chen Futu didn't care at all about the rumors circulating today.

Let alone the Industrial Revolution, the policy of merging land tax and poll tax alone could not be implemented in various countries because those in power still needed to employ people and dared not drastically offend interest groups.

Chen Futu is different from them. He currently only occupies a corner of the northern frontier. Much of the land has been cultivated by the people, so there are no vested interests who would jump out to oppose him. As the government's decrees become more fixed, the resistance to his entry into the Central Plains will decrease in the future. Even if there is resistance, it can be eliminated.

This is why everyone thinks the King of the Northern Frontier is domineering.

With systemic backing, how can one not be domineering?

Half a day later, the news spread, and people began to know about the Northern Frontier King's remarks.

"My God, the three-hundred-year curse can be broken by the King of the Northern Frontier!"

"Could it be that he really intends to replace the Great Qian Dynasty?!"

"Why not? Since ancient times, those positions have been held by the virtuous."

"You're telling me that the King of Northern Frontier is virtuous?"

"He is only brutal to foreign enemies, but he is still very kind to the people of the Central Plains. I think he can be the ruler of the world."

"Aren't you afraid that if you speak like this, the imperial court will hold a grudge if it gets back to Daqian?"

“What’s there to be afraid of? I’ve already decided to move my entire clan to the northern frontier.”

Similar discussions are taking place throughout the streets and alleys of Longcheng.

Today, the words of the Northern Frontier King have shocked and prompted deep reflection among the world. Compared with the Northern Frontier King, the new emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty is simply incompetent and tyrannical. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a second Wanyan Jiu Mei.

Are we going to wait until the Great Qian Dynasty has conquered us before investing?

Upon receiving the news, Chen Futu instructed the Ministry of Commerce to put the new residences in the development zone up for sale. As expected, the sales were extremely brisk, and the properties sold out in almost an hour.

This time, they were counting money until their hands cramped, and the businessmen were happy to receive their dividends, which would make them even more dedicated to the northern frontier.

"Your Majesty, Yan Wuqing has gone missing."

Suddenly, a member of the Imperial Guard came to report the situation. Chen Futu said unhappily, "So many martial arts practitioners chased after him and still couldn't catch him? He's really useless."

"Yan Wuqing's lightness skill is excellent, and ordinary people can't do anything to him. However, he was cornered in Longcheng by martial arts people. Perhaps he is hiding somewhere. General Li was worried that he would commit a crime in the city, so he dispatched the Thousand Bull Guards and a large number of garrison troops to search for him. He also requested a general from the military camp to assist him."

"If Yan Wuqing dares to commit a crime in Dragon City, I will make him regret ever being born."

Chen Futu didn't have a good impression of Yan Wuqing. He had publicly said he wanted Diao Chan, so it was already exceptionally merciful of him not to kill him.

In the evening, Su Yun and his group came to visit.

They discussed it and decided to write home, pack their things, and move to Daqian. However, their tribe was quite large, so they hoped that the king could send troops to meet them along the way in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

This is a good thing. These individuals come from families with considerable influence. Although Chen Futu doesn't think much of aristocratic families, their departure from Daqian will undoubtedly bring more negative impacts and exacerbate the chaos in Daqian.

So Chen Futu secretly wrote to Cui Zhengyu and Chu Jiang, instructing them to keep watch in the northern mountain range and escort these families if they arrived.

It's worth mentioning that Su Yun and his friends plan to join Dragon City Academy to learn new knowledge, and even Zhang Fan wants to join.

Others could join directly, but Chen Futu made the academy charge Zhang Fan 100,000 taels of silver, which greatly angered him.

The old cripple said, "Young master, the King of the Northern Frontier is targeting you intentionally. It must be because you spoke rudely before that he did it on purpose."

"Once I get Su Yun, I will leave the Northern Frontier, and my family will not move to Dragon City."

"However, given the current situation, there is a high probability that the Northern Frontier will replace the Great Qian Dynasty, and the situation in the Great Qian Dynasty is becoming increasingly chaotic. It would be better to move to Dragon City together to prevent any unforeseen circumstances."

The old cripple was utterly loyal to the Zhang family, but Zhang Fan wouldn't listen to him at all. Instead, he complained that the old cripple was too noisy, saying, "If you had helped me take down Su Yun before, I would have made it a fait accompli. Why go through all this trouble?"

These words silenced the old cripple. He was a grandmaster, how could he abduct innocent women like Yan Wuqing? This was his bottom line, and he could not do it.

"Fine, I won't make things difficult for you. The Northern Frontier King is targeting me now, so I need to make plans as soon as possible. Help me find Yan Wuqing; I need to ask him to help me bring Su Yun out."

Zhang Fan's words startled the old cripple. "Young master, this isn't appropriate..."

"Just go when we tell you to; it won't ruin your reputation!"

"Ok."

The old cripple looked disappointed, but in the end he still went to find someone.

That evening, Chen Futu hosted a banquet for several young disciples, but Zhang Fan was the only one absent.

Zhang Fan met Yan Wuqing, who was holding a piece of red undergarment in his hand, looking lewd. "Young Master Zhang, do you know whose undergarment this is?"

Zhang Fan muttered, "With so many people lying in wait outside, you still dare to commit a crime? Aren't you afraid the King of Northern Frontier will kill you?"

"Want to kill me? Heh, the Heartless Fairy is powerful, but as long as I'm careful, she might not be able to kill me. These are Zhou Chuchu's personal belongings; I just took them, they smell really good~"

"Heh, I'll give you 100,000 taels of silver if you help me kidnap Su Qing," Zhang Fan said with a hint of disdain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you want the great beauty Su, and you only want 100,000 taels? Are you trying to fetch a beggar?"

You can name your price.

"Five hundred thousand taels, not a single coin less, I won't do it."

Yan Wuqing made an outrageous demand, and a murderous glint flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes as he said in a sinister tone, "Fine, five hundred thousand it is. As long as you can bring the person to me, everything else is negotiable."

"Hehe, just you wait and see, Young Master Zhang. By tomorrow night at the latest, I will be able to give you a taste of my beauty. But after you've enjoyed yourself, would you be willing to let me have a taste as well?"

Yan Wuqing's smile grew even more lewd.

Zhang Fan grinned and said, "Sure, you'll be there for me then."

"I'll go now."

Yan Wuqing climbed over the wall and left. After he left, Zhang Fan said to the old cripple drinking on the roof, "When that lecherous thief Yan Wuqing brings the person here, you kill him!"

The old lame man frowned and said, "How can you, young master, go back on your word?"

"Hmph, he even wants to touch my woman. Killing him would save money and rid the martial world of a great scourge. Why not?" Zhang Fan said bitterly.

"Master..."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"Although I have received kindness from your Zhang family, I have an agreement with your grandfather that I can leave if things don't go my way."

"What do you mean? You're going to be ungrateful and leave the Zhang family?"

Zhang Fan stared wide-eyed, both shocked and furious.

The old cripple jumped off the roof and stood in front of him, sighing, "I've watched you grow up. Haven't you heard that a man should have principles, and principles he should not have?"

"You're trying to teach me how to do things! Don't forget who you are!"

Zhang Fan had grown accustomed to a life of luxury and had developed a habit of ordering others around since childhood. Since arriving in the Northern Frontier, he had been suppressed by the Northern Frontier King at every turn, which made him very unhappy. Now, even an old servant dared to speak to him like that, which made him even more furious.

Seeing his appearance, the old cripple gave a bitter smile and said, "Very well, then I will deal with Yan Wuqing for the young master."

"That's for the best. It's getting late, and I need to rest."

Zhang Fan left a sentence and went into the room without looking back.

The old cripple looked at the tightly closed door, then gazed towards the direction of Daqian. "Brother, I have done all I could. Once this is done, our karmic ties will be severed."