The carefree sixth prince, my father respectfully invites me to ascend the throne.

Yang Kang, who was standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine when he saw this. In his mind, Su Yun was at most being controlled and used as a bargaining chip in negotiations with the Crown Prince.

But he never expected that his ninth brother would actually kill the person.

Moreover, the scale of the event was so grand, as if they were afraid the Crown Prince wouldn't know.

After killing Su Yun, Yang Ling glanced at Yang Kang, who was tied up, and saw the look of fear on his face before letting out a cold laugh.

The reason I did this today was simply to make an example of him. The Second Prince's purpose in coming here must not be simple either. Now that I dare to kill even the Crown Prince's men, the Second Prince, who has no power, will naturally not dare to act recklessly again.

"Second brother, I'll kill this traitor for you. From now on, if anyone in Liangzhou dares to bully you, I'll chop off their heads!"

Yang Ling spoke with righteous indignation, as if what he said was true.

Upon hearing this, Yang Kang was speechless.

“Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, you acted impulsively today! Although Su Yun deserves to die, his father is a high-ranking official in the court. What if the Emperor blames us…”

Yang Kang, regaining his senses, looked worried. Putting aside the fact that Su Yun was the Crown Prince's man, just the fact that his father was a hurdle for the two princes was enough to give them a hard time.

"Second brother, don't worry! That old scoundrel Su Zhennan is just a first-rank official. Even if he is a high-ranking official, he is still no match for our royal family. Besides, even if Father Emperor blames me, he will only blame me and won't implicate you. This was all Ninth Brother's own idea."

Yang Ling spoke with such righteous indignation that everyone around him was filled with admiration.

Who wouldn't love a younger brother who is willing to offend powerful figures for the sake of his elder brother?

Yang Kang didn't say anything more, but he was inwardly terrified. Su Zhennan was a high-ranking official in the court, and the power he held was extraordinary.

Now that Yang Ling has done this, Su Zhennan will definitely side with the Crown Prince from now on.

But what could he do now that things had come to this? He could only sigh helplessly. In any case, he had managed to save his life today.

Once the two brothers arrived at the mansion, Yang Ling waved his hand dismissively.

"Second brother, it seems you don't have a place to stay in Liangzhou yet. From now on, you can live in this mansion. I will arrange everything for you, including your food, clothing, and lodging."

Yang Ling spoke with a righteous expression, saying that these were nothing to him, and he was already very good at using others to do favors.

Upon hearing this, Yang Kang could only nod helplessly. His ninth brother was currently riding high, and he didn't want to do anything that would be detrimental to him.

"Since Ninth Brother has said so, then I, your Second Brother, will accept it. From now on, I will have to rely on you a lot."

Yang Kang looked bitter. He had come to Liangzhou hoping to get a share of the spoils, but he never expected to become a pawn in their game.

This matter is somewhat shameful if it gets out. I should stay in Liangzhou from now on. At least Yang Ling, the Ninth Prince, won't do anything to me there.

The two brothers sat together and exchanged pleasantries for a while. As dusk approached, Yang Ling finally returned to his residence.

As soon as Yang Ling reached the door, she saw an old man standing there, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

An Yu had told him before that when they were planning to seize Liangzhou, they had been guided by a master.

The old man in front of me now must be the master that An Yu was talking about.

If we can bring this old man under our command, unifying Liangzhou and dominating the Central Plains will be just around the corner.

"Sir, you've arrived!"

Yang Ling led her group over respectfully and bowed to the old man.

"Ah."

The old man responded calmly, stroking his beard as he carefully examined the Ninth Prince before him. Judging from both his appearance and demeanor, this young man was destined to become a king and a powerful ruler.

"Hahaha, after wandering the world for twenty or thirty years, I have finally seen a man with the countenance of an emperor. I have met him here."

The old man was about to bow to Yang Ling when Yang Ling stopped him.

“Sir, you mustn’t! I haven’t even unified a single province yet, how can I possibly accept such a great gift from you?”

As Yang Ling spoke, she helped the old man up and then asked him with a curious expression, "May I ask your esteemed name, sir?"

"My name is Zhang Daoling, and I was originally a wandering Taoist priest."

The old man said with a smug look on his face, while Yang Ling was stunned on the spot after hearing the name.

I've transmigrated to a parallel world, and I never expected there would be people with the same names as those in that world.

Zhang Daoling is a very familiar name; he was a famous Taoist during the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Yang Ling stared at Zhang Daoling in front of him with a look of surprise. He really didn't expect that the person in front of him was a legendary figure.

However, he quickly realized that although they had the same name, they were definitely not the same person.

The Dao Ling in front of me is probably just someone with the same name.

"I have always been very interested in Taoist arts, and I would like to have the opportunity to learn more from you, sir."

Yang Ling said with a smile, "No matter what, since they have the same name, they must have some skills."

"You're too kind, Ninth Prince!" Zhang Daoling said with an air of pride. Although he had lived in seclusion for many years, he was still quite famous in the martial arts world.

"Since you have come from afar, I have specially instructed my servants to prepare a feast for you. Please enjoy your meal and drinks tonight."

After Yang Ling finished speaking, she called out to An Yu beside her, who nodded.

……

"Your Highness, the banquet is ready."

After Zhang Daoling took his seat, Yang Ling sat down next to him.

As a member of the martial arts world, Zhang Daoling naturally had plenty of food and drink to eat and drink, and Yang Ling did not neglect him.

"It is truly worthwhile for me to have met Mr. Zhang here today."

Zhang Daoling also took a sip of wine, and immediately felt a sense of regret for not having met him sooner.

The two drank and toasted each other until the moon was high in the sky, at which point Zhang Daoling finally spoke.

“Your Highness, you have acted impulsively today! Su Yun’s father is a high-ranking official in the court. By doing this, you are essentially pushing him toward the Crown Prince.”

Zhang Daoling's words stirred something in Yang Ling's heart. Originally, he only wanted to make an example of someone.

Unexpectedly, Su Yun had such a connection behind him.

"What does the old man mean?"

Yang Ling frowned and asked, while Zhang Daoling smiled.

"This old man has a plan, but I wonder if Your Highness would be willing to listen?"

Zhang Daoling was slightly drunk after drinking three cups of wine. He stroked his beard, looking like a shrewd and calculating old man.