Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

Inside the Prime Minister's residence, Ye Mo, who was washing his feet, received news that the disciples of Qingyi Tower had been wiped out outside Jinling City.

"Hiss, dead?"

Ye Mo's cheeks twitched incessantly, one leg propped up on his knee, as he scrubbed his feet back and forth with a cloth.

It was hard to tell whether the expression on his face was from the comfort of rubbing his feet or the shock of receiving this information.

Juan lowered his head and said, "It's absolutely true. Outside the secret gate of Jinling, there were fifteen corpses, all of whom had their throats slit with a single blow. It was a clean and efficient operation."

Ye Mo nodded and continued wiping his feet.

"So what if he's dead? It's no big deal. Notify all government offices in Jinling."

After the body was collected, registered, and recorded, the people from the Qingyi Tower were notified to come and claim it.

Juan nodded, then asked, "Master, if the Green Robe Pavilion asks about this, what should we say?"

Ye Mo wiped his other foot, tossed the towel aside, then walked to the table, picked up a gold needle, and fiddled with the candlelight a few times.

"I've already shown enough respect by inviting the Green Robe Pavilion to participate in this Jinling Secret Realm event. As for what might happen during the process, that's not my concern."

Since it was Xue Wuying's disciple who lost his life due to incompetence, what right does he have to question this old man? The martial arts world is now interfering in the imperial court.

I don't know where this little brothel got the nerve! If all else fails, they can just say they leaked the information themselves.

This aroused the covetousness of other martial artists, leading to a fierce battle outside the Jinling Secret Realm. He fought valiantly but was defeated and died in battle. In short, this matter had nothing to do with the Prime Minister or the imperial court.

"If you insist on pursuing this matter, it's tantamount to making an enemy of the entire Great Chu court. If you're not convinced, feel free to try."

Juan: "Master, I understand. Just in case, I will send a few more experts from the manor to protect you in the next few days."

"There's no need. With Ye Xiang and Ye Kong here, I feel perfectly at ease."

Ye Mo sat back down on the bed, and a maid immediately stepped forward and pulled the fan mechanism hanging on the ceiling.

Soon, a cool breeze came from overhead, dispelling the summer heat.

Ye Mo dismissed the maid and continued, "Is there any news from the palace?"

Juan: "It seems that His Highness Prince Jing went to the palace about half an hour ago."

"They must have gone to report the news of the Jinling Secret Realm."

Ye Mo lay down on the bed, and Hu An proactively propped up his pillow a little.

"Heh, this time, His Majesty has won. Very good, His Majesty has finally shown some imperial bearing. That's how it should be."

"Then, sir, what should we do when we go to the palace tomorrow?"

"Do you think I, the Prime Minister, am so idle?" Ye Mo rolled his eyes at Hu An. "There are so many national affairs to handle in Great Chu. Is it worth making a fuss over this matter?"

Besides, I never wanted the Jinling Secret Realm to be occupied by the Green Robe Pavilion, and I wouldn't be foolish enough to bring this matter out into the open.

Juan was confused: "Sir, what exactly do you mean by that? I don't understand."

"You're really stupid. What kind of people are in the Green Robe Pavilion? Even I, who don't participate in the martial arts world, have heard about them. They're a bunch of lawless thugs."

I was forced to let them participate in this Jinling Secret Realm.

If I could, I would really like to wipe out all these inhuman creatures.

Juan: "Sir, what's wrong with you...?"

Ye Mo: "Do you know why the capital of the Great Chu was moved from Chang'an to Jinling?"

Juan nodded: "I've heard of it. Back then, the Hu people in Chang'an refused to submit to the king's rule and repeatedly invaded the territory of our Great Chu. Emperor Xuan was so bothered by this that he moved the capital here."

Ye Mo: "That's only one reason. The real reason was that not only did the Hu tribe rebel,

Those self-proclaimed neutral martial arts factions like Kunlun Palace, Tianshan Sect, and Xuanlong Hall openly joined the Xia Kingdom's camp.

Otherwise, what do you think those barbarians could possibly achieve? And how could my Great Chu have suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

At this point, Ye Mo sighed again.

"If the forces of the martial world are left unchecked, they will only bring disaster to the common people. I have been reading through my family's ancient books and I can't help but sigh with regret."

If one day the imperial court could make these martial arts factions abide by the law, the world would already be at peace.

Juan: "Master, don't think so much. Since I can remember, on the Taiwu Continent..."

The martial arts world and the imperial court operate independently, and this is not something you alone can change.

"But someone has to do it, even if it's just to try. What if it succeeds?"

Ye Mo took a deep breath.

"However, it's too early to talk about these things now. Dealing with the complexities of the martial arts world requires a step-by-step approach. The key task right now is..."

We still need to find a way to stabilize the situation in Western Xia; those wolves and tigers are truly insatiable.

Juan covered Ye Mo with the blanket: "Alright, sir, don't think so much. It's getting late, you should go to bed early. You have to go to court tomorrow morning."

Ye Mo nodded and instructed Juan to turn off the lights, plunging the room into darkness instantly.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Weiyang Palace.

After leaving Shen Lang's house, Jiang Shangxian rushed towards the imperial city.

Before even reaching the imperial study, he couldn't help but shout, "Your Majesty, great joy! Great joy!"

Jiang Mengxuan, who had just taken a nap at her desk, was immediately awakened by the thunderous shouts.

Looking up, she saw her royal uncle smiling so hard his eyes were almost closed, and she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Royal Uncle, what are you doing? Are you overjoyed? What's the cause of your joy?"

Jiang Shangxian placed his hand on the table and said excitedly, "Your Majesty, the matter of Qingyi Tower has been resolved."

As he spoke, he slapped the storage ring that Shen Lang had given him directly in front of Jiang Mengxuan.

"Your Majesty, look, these are the treasures brought out by fifteen disciples of the Green Robe Pavilion from the Jinling Secret Realm. They have brought them to Your Majesty without missing a single one."

Jiang Mengxuan stared at the ancient-looking storage ring, lost in thought for a moment, and then suddenly stood up.

"Uncle, are you saying that the matter of the Green Robe Pavilion has been resolved?"

Jiang Shangxian nodded, quite certain, and said, "It's done. None of the fifteen Qingyi Tower disciples survived; they all died outside the secret realm."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mengxuan was no longer sleepy at all.

"Uncle, tell me, how did you do that?"

"This was naturally resolved by me using the Jingwei Division."

"Jingwei Division?"

Jiang Mengxuan was taken aback.

"How many men did the Imperial Uncle send?"

Jiang Shangxian held up one finger: "Only one person will go."

"one person?"

Jiang Mengxuan was shocked.

This time, all fifteen disciples of the Green Robe Pavilion were at the Acquired Realm cultivation level, while the Jingwei Division currently has very few martial artists at the Acquired Realm. Is it possible for just one person to achieve this?

Seeing Jiang Mengxuan's suspicious expression, Jiang Shangxian immediately said, "Your Majesty, do you know? The person who carried out this mission is Shen Lang, whom we talked about yesterday."

"Shen Lang?"

Jiang Mengxuan immediately recalled the scene from yesterday at Wenxiang Tower, where Shen Lang had taken down three lackeys of the Prime Minister's mansion with a single move.

"You mean, Shen Lang handled this all by himself?"

"Your Majesty, you may not trust me, but you cannot distrust him. Shen Lang has never disappointed us."

It seems there's nothing in the world he can't do, unless he chooses not to do it.

Jiang Mengxuan nodded. She had reviewed all of Shen Lang's documents. In the year since the Jingwei Division was established, he had been the most reliable in handling affairs, and he had done a flawless job in all the tasks he carried out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mengxuan's previously depressed mood was once again stirred up.

"Very good, Imperial Uncle, tell me, what should I reward him with?"

"By the way, with Shen Lang's merits, he shouldn't just be a centurion; he should be more than qualified to be a chiliarch."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shangxian immediately looked troubled: "Your Majesty is quite right. In fact, Shen Lang's abilities are such that he could easily dismiss me."

But he seemed to only care about money and didn't want to do anything too troublesome. I hinted several times that I should promote him to a higher official position.

He said he would accept a raise in salary, but absolutely refused a promotion in official rank, so I couldn't press him too hard.

The only thing I can do is cultivate a good relationship with him privately and offer him some assistance in his life.

This statement is half true and half false; the truth is that Shen Lang is unwilling to be promoted.

But to offer him financial assistance would be blatantly lying.

If Jiang Mengxuan knew that this so-called "life assistance" was actually a plan to take Shen Lang to prostitutes, she would probably be completely shocked.

"Hmm, is that so? Then how should I reward him? Let me think about it carefully."

Jiang Mengxuan gradually fell into deep thought.