Peace Order-Chapter 1486 - 139: King (End of Volume) (2)
"I don’t know, Lord..."
He looked at Li Guanyi.
Li Guanyi placed his palm on the Imperial Decree, suddenly smiling, and said: "If in the end, regardless of what achievements are established, and one neither claims the title of Emperor nor Overlord, what does the old imperial uncle think?"
Ji Yanzhong was taken aback, instinctively asked: "Does Lord intend to abdicate?"
Li Guanyi lost interest in continuing the conversation, he suddenly realized further that the trajectory and foundation of this era determines a certain upper limit.
In truth, no one understands his inner true ideals; without a foundational basis, without the entire era’s trajectory, it’s impossible to leap far in one step, only step by step.
Ji Yanzhong earnestly suggested: "No matter what, whether Lord intends to go further, I still advise against any abdication actions, the achievements you’ve made are rare throughout history, those Western Regions’ Thirty-six Tribes Khans, Qibi Li of the cavalry with the golden curved knives."
"Divine Generals of the Central Plains, Chen Country’s rebel generals, scholars of the Central State."
"Gray Wolf Guard under the Wolf King, Qilin Army, Divine Generals of Taiping Duke."
"Each of these individuals is a hero of their time, placed anywhere, they could rise proudly, relying on their martial prowess, relying on their bravery and courage, leading a military force, establishing achievements. Everyone with great talents is unruly." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"They’re currently compliant because they all submit to you."
"Should you relinquish your position to someone else, they will not accept it."
"Without someone capable of subduing them above, initially there might not be major conflicts, but as time goes on, the struggles among them will definitely gradually intensify, eventually reverting to a chaotic time."
Li Guanyi held the Imperial Decree, after a long time, merely said: "Old imperial uncle, you are truly a generous elder, for saying this to me."
Ji Yanzhong remained silent, for quite a while, his voice dry, and said: "You ought to claim the title of Emperor."
"Or Emperor."
With a flick of his wrist, Li Guanyi unfurled the scroll of the Imperial Decree with its jade spindle, unfurling over the desk like the vast mountains and rivers, Li Guanyi lifted his brush, dipped it in ink, and let his wrist hover to drop a character onto the decree.
Then he put down the brush.
Ji Yanzhong hurried over to see, only to find a single character written in the blank space on the Imperial Decree, imposing and grand, faintly resembling a seal, inherently possessing an extraordinary heroic spirit.
[King]!
Ji Yanzhong froze.
Li Guanyi did not claim the title of Emperor, or Emperor, which was supposed to be what he was pleased to see happen, but somehow, even Ji Yanzhong’s own heart felt that this Lord is enough to self-proclaim an Emperor, matching Emperor Chen and Emperor Ying.
So upon seeing this character, he instead felt somewhat disoriented.
He asked: "Why?"
Li Guanyi replied: "Now the Central Plains is divided into three, with the prairie above eyeing us covetously, the Four Harmonies has not unified, the Central Plains has not become unified, nor has it achieved Shu Tongwen, how can one claim the title of Emperor, or Emperor?"
If this cannot be achieved, how can there be talk of a more distant future?! How can we talk about moving into a more distant era?
The world says, emperors and generals are the pinnacle of humanity.
Our ambitions.
Should be greater!
When Li Guanyi spoke these words, he did so sincerely, and even Ji Yanzhong felt somewhat unsettled. Li Guanyi closed the Imperial Decree, placed it in the old imperial uncle’s hand, saying: "Besides, Ji brother, Red Emperor, treated me with sincerity."
"I must also treat him sincerely."
"The decay of the past cannot be reshaped, things that have perished and rotted will inevitably be burned in the blazing fire, but before it all, let me protect his dignity."
"A jug of wine on that day, today."
"With a single character [King], repay it."
Ji Yanzhong slightly stunned, this Imperial Decree written with the character King, somehow felt its weight suddenly incredibly heavy, as an elder grown under the glory of Red Emperor, he suddenly felt an impulse to burst into tears.
While the heroes and outstanding figures of the world all regard the Central Plains’ Red Emperor as a puppet.
Someone like Marquis Qin Wu, this invincible Divine General of his time, still honorably keeps to his promise with Red Emperor from years past, a contemporary hero wielding his sword, protecting the dignity of the last Red Emperor generation.
This decree bears the final face of the Red Emperor era.
Qin Wu values his promises and integrity.
He understands, the people of the world understand, Li Guanyi can make his underling strong heroes and outstanding figures submit, and let the common people have better lives, his spirit and methods long ago earned him the title of Emperor, yet he still claims the title of King, able to do it, but chooses not to, hence showing his principles.
Ji Yanzhong laughed, with a bitter and complex grateful sigh:
"Such matters truly don’t seem like something a Lord and Overlord ought to do."
Li Guanyi responded: "The one who penned this character, is Ji Zichang’s friend."
Ji Yanzhong carefully stored away the Imperial Decree, then asked: "I wonder, the King you want, what position is it?"
"Is it King Taiping, or Qilin King."
"Or perhaps continuing the current title and rank."
"Qin Wu King."
Li Guanyi made his choice known, after Ji Yanzhong recorded it seriously, he rose to bid farewell and leave, while Li Guanyi paced, looking at this dossier, his expression slightly collected, pursed his lips.
This latest dossier contains the gift sent by Emperor Chen, Chen Dingye.
Two gifts.
The first of which—
Divine Martial King, Chen Fubi’s head.
......
Chen Wenmian almost ran all the way to where the gifts are located, even though it’s already set aside, even though the Gray Wolf’s thousand knots have been untied, but when this scene appeared before him, Chen Wenmian’s mental state still stirred violently.
