Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 168

Chapter 168 I Do Have Rebellious Intentions

“Jiang, Brother Jiang.”

Several people greeted Jiang Li awkwardly.

Everyone gathered in the dungeon, except for Commander Liu. Why not just call Commander Liu over as well?

Jiang Li quickly dismissed this dangerous idea.

When Ma Zhuo and his wife saw Jiang Li, they lowered their heads and reduced their presence.

“Kong Hu, tell me, what’s going on?” Jiang Li came here just to meet Zhang Konghu and do some ideological work on him.

As for Ma Zhuo and his wife, hehe, figure it out themselves.

“Brother Jiang, I, I don’t understand. I didn’t kill anyone or set any fire. I was walking on the street, chatting with people, and just said a few words before leaving that I would talk about it tomorrow. How, how did I become a prisoner?” Zhang Konghu knocked his head irritably, and he couldn’t figure out this problem.

If he made a mistake due to his recklessness and was locked up, he would admit it. But if you say that he was locked up just for saying the word “Ming”, he would deny it even if he was beaten to death.

But he also felt stupid. Emperor Yong must have had his considerations when he issued this order. Maybe he hadn’t thought of anything.

However, he didn’t know what Emperor Yong’s considerations were, so Zhang Konghu was very conflicted.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. His eyes were red, and he even had the urge to cry.

Seeing that the honest and hardworking Zhang Konghu was wronged, Jiang Li also became angry.

Jiang Li comforted Zhang Konghu: “Konghu, you are right, Emperor Yong was wrong.”

“Really, is that so?” Zhang Konghu looked up and tried to hold back his tears, “But doesn’t Emperor Yong manage a country? He will make mistakes too?”

“Of course, everyone makes mistakes. I will make mistakes, you will make mistakes, and even Ji Zhi, who looks wise, will make mistakes.” Jiang Li said softly.

“A hundred years ago, Ji Zhi believed that alcohol was the root cause of crime, that drinking was detrimental to cultivation and detrimental to the practice of cultivators. So he issued a prohibition, banning the manufacture, sale, and transportation of alcohol within the Great Zhou territory.”

“The prohibition’s original intention was good. The public consumption of alcohol in the Great Zhou did indeed disappear. However, it couldn’t eliminate the desire and demand for alcohol. The underground black market flourished, and the illegal manufacture and sale of alcoholic products brought in huge profits. Countless people turned to crime, and the crime rate in the Great Zhou climbed year by year.”

“In the end, Ji Zhi had to admit that the prohibition had failed and abolished it.” Jiang Li detailed the reasons and consequences of the prohibition. Zhang Konghu seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to.

Ji Zhi had rarely made major mistakes in his life, and the prohibition was one of them.

“Everyone makes mistakes, and Emperor Yong certainly made them too,” Jiang Li said with a smile. “Konghu, there are no saints in this world. Don’t blindly trust anyone. Learn to think for yourself.”

Zhang Konghu nodded in confusion.

“And you, Old Huang, put your skills aside. You’re making Kong Hu want to cry,” Jiang Li said to Commander Huang without even turning his head.

Commander Huang’s skills affect the moods of those within a certain radius. Whatever mood Commander Huang is in, others will feel the same way. Since Commander Huang is always sad, those close to him also feel sad.

Normally, Zhang Kong Hu wasn’t afraid of Commander Huang’s skills, but now, his mind was stuck, his spirit unstable, and he was easily affected.

“No, I’m not crying.”

“Xiao Mu, who are they? And who are you?”

Although they didn’t mention words like “Human Emperor” or “Fusion Stage” in their conversation, Zhang Kong Hu’s cellmate, the young cultivator, sensed something was amiss.

Several commanders, the eldest of whom was surnamed Jiang, were casually discussing Emperor Zhou Jizhi, a subject he couldn’t fathom. These things easily led him to think of something he couldn’t imagine.

Commander Mu explained sheepishly, “Actually, we’re all commanders of the Human Emperor Palace. This is our Palace Master. You should have heard of his name, Jiang Li.”

The young cultivator’s eyes widened.

There are seven of us here: one Mahayana cultivator and five Heti cultivators. How could a mere sixth-level Qi cultivator like me deserve to be imprisoned with you?

Is there smoke rising from the ancestral tomb?

The young cultivator felt that even if the tomb caught fire and the ancestor were resurrected, he wouldn’t be able to place him beside the Human Emperor.

“All of you, come out and see the Emperor.” The official beamed. As far as he knew, none of the nearby cities had reached the number the Emperor had in mind; only their own number met the target.

After today, he was certain to be promoted.

…

“You are excellent! Over three hundred of you share the resolve to overthrow the Xuan and restore the Ming. This number is considered acceptable.” Emperor Yong, clad in a yellow robe, sat high in the courtroom, reviewing the figures submitted by his subordinates and nodding gently. Local officials stood in two rows.

Seeing Emperor Yong’s satisfaction, the officials knelt and kowtowed, chanting, “Your Majesty is wise and wise! May the Great Yong endure forever.”

“Your Majesty, several of these unruly individuals harbor resentment against you, and they’re quite hidden. I’ve spent considerable effort tracking them down.” The local official took the credit for the officer’s accomplishment, hoping for a promotion. As for the officer, he could offer him some benefits, confident he wouldn’t disobey his wishes.

“Then bring them up for inspection.” After hearing this description, Emperor Yong also wanted to see how deeply hidden they were.

“Bring them up!” the local official exclaimed cheerfully, turning around and giving a stern order. The officer, with a stern face, brought the men up. Since

his superior was taking credit, he naturally had to take it back.

“Your Majesty, please look! One of these two men sells sesame cakes, the other sells bananas. This man’s sesame cakes are large and round, shaped like the sun, called ‘日’ (sun), while the other’s bananas are shaped like the moon, called ‘月’ (sun and moon). Combined, they form ‘明’ (bright). According to investigations, these two have been selling sesame cakes together for sixteen years, demonstrating the depth of their grudge!” the officer declared triumphantly, emphasizing his reasoning.

“Your Majesty, I feel wronged. How could I have the heart to rebel?” The people selling sesame cakes and bananas cried out in injustice. They were only at the third level of Qi training and were tired of living, so they supported the previous Emperor Yong.

Moreover, the previous Emperor Yong only worked for half a month before being pulled down by the current Emperor Yong

. Who would support the Emperor Yong for only half a month? If it weren’t for the strict prohibition of saying “Ming”, they wouldn’t even know that the previous Emperor Yong was called Luo Ming.

Now, probably everyone in Dayong knows that the previous Emperor Yong was called Luo Ming.

The official continued to introduce them regardless of what these unruly people said.

“And there is this person, who has no respect for the law. He ate the round sesame cakes into a crescent shape, replacing the sun with the moon, not only forming ‘Ming’, but also the meaning of changing the sky. I believe this person must have the heart to rebel!”

The man eating the sesame cake nodded. “I do harbor rebellious intentions and want to replace Emperor Yong.”

The official was overjoyed. He had unexpectedly found the rebel, and he had foolishly admitted it. How could he not rise to prominence?

Emperor Yong jumped to his feet, his legs shaking like chaff.

“The Human Emperor is joking,” Emperor Yong forced a smile. His subordinates were ignorant and incompetent. They didn’t know Jiang Li, but as Emperor Yong, how could he not know him?

The emperors of the nine dynasties were supposed to visit the Human Emperor upon their succession.

Emperor Yong had wanted to visit Jiang Li when he first ascended to the throne, but unfortunately, Jiang Li was still in the zombie world at the time, so Emperor Yong naturally couldn’t see him.

Now he had met him, but Emperor Yong would rather not.

“Really? Emperor Yong knows me better than I do. I didn’t even know I was joking,” Jiang Li said casually, his expression a little cold.

Zhang Konghu had been wronged, and as his elder brother, he had to avenge Zhang Konghu.

Even the Human Emperor had selfish motives.

(End of Chapter)