It was already very late at night. Jiang Xuanhong stood alone in the Supreme People’s Palace and looked at the words “Supreme People’s Palace” above the throne. His feelings were very complicated.

There are some people in this world who, from the day they were born, have already had a fixed life plan, as well as a life responsibility that they are destined to shoulder.

For example, Jiang Xuanhong was like this.

The Jiang Clan where Jiang Xuanhong lived had a long history, so long that even Jiang Xuanhong couldn’t figure out when the Jiang Clan had started to exist.

In the Celestial Dynasty, the Jiang Clan was known as the “Royal Clan”. The sages of the Jiang Clan were known as “Human Saints”.

Jiang Xuanhong had been taught to be a good “Emperor Wen” since he was young. In terms of the characteristics of his profession, Jiang Xuanhong believed that Emperor Wen was definitely the most difficult profession in the world.

In this world, both literary and martial cultivators could concentrate on a single field of cultivation and research.

For example, the Kong Clan’s Wen Sheng specializes in Confucianism, the Shang Clan’s Fa Sheng specializes in Law, and the Jun Clan’s Dao Sheng specializes in Dao …

However, Jiang Xuanhong had been taught since childhood that he wanted to be a benevolent lord and love his people like a son. We should also safeguard the dignity of the laws of the Heavenly Dynasty and rule the country according to law. At the same time, he had to emphasize trust and decentralization, so he had to learn from Taoist inaction and so on …

Jiang Xuanhong had learned a lot and was determined to be a good Emperor Wen.

However, Jiang Xuanhong didn’t realize it until he had truly ascended to the throne. The dignified Empyrean of Emperor Wen had to face too much helplessness.

The balance between the nobles, the intimacy between the officials, the conflicts between the sects, and the contradictions between the civil and martial arts …

Every problem required Jiang Xuanhong to compromise, fight, work hard, and deter.

Everyone thought that once the Emperor Wen decree was issued, the entire world would not dare to disobey it.

However, who knew that Jiang Xuanhong would have to apply to the Jiang Clan’s Human Saint if he wanted to ask for a Emperor Wen Token?

Of course, as Jiang Xuanhong sat in Emperor Wen’s seat for longer and longer. He is becoming more and more familiar with the means to his end.

That was why Jiang Xuanhong was able to recall Prince An from the northern border and let him become a nameless and idle prince in Tiandu.

Therefore, Jiang Xuanhong was able to use the Wen Clan and the Long Clan to restrain each other and make the Cabinet Elder completely obey his will.

Therefore, Jiang Xuanhong was able to maintain a good relationship with the Martial Saint, allowing the literary and martial cultivators under the heavens to maintain basic mutual respect.

However, none of this could conceal the only two sorrows in Jiang Xuanhong’s heart.

One was the woman he loved the most, and the other was his most difficult son to deal with.

Back then, when Hua Yuewu died, Jiang Feng was taken out of the palace by An Ran from the expert factory. Many people thought that Jiang Xuanhong didn’t know about these two things, but in fact, he knew about them.

It was precisely because Jiang Xuanhong knew everything that Jiang Xuanhong’s heart suffered all the time after that incident.

Perhaps Jiang Xuanhong could find many reasons for his actions, but he still couldn’t find a way to forgive him.

The person Jiang Xuanhong looked down on the most was himself.

As a husband, he watched helplessly as his wife was poisoned. As a father, he watched helplessly as his child was hunted down.

Therefore, Jiang Xuanhong had always thought that he was wasting his time as a husband and father.

“The moon is dancing in the flowers. Qing Xin is like a sovereign’s heart.”

Jiang Xuanhong took a deep breath and muttered, “Imperial Concubine Hua, from today onwards, I will no longer sit idly by and watch our son get hurt by them. I will definitely do my best to protect him. I promise you!”

After saying that, Jiang Xuanhong turned around and walked out of the Weimin Palace. When he saw Eunuch Cao outside the palace, he said, “Go and prepare a set of ordinary clothes for me. Let’s go out of the palace through the secret passage.”

“Leaving the palace? Your Excellency, where are we going?”

“Freedom Palace, Jun Clan!”

On the Purple Spirit Mountain in Tiandu, Freedom Palace was the only Taoist temple in Tiandu.

However, this Taoist temple was not open to the outside world. Only the Jun Clan’s own Taoist disciples were able to enter and exit this temple.

Because Freedom Palace was the mansion of the Jun Clan.

When Jiang Xuanhong arrived at Freedom Palace, it was already almost dawn.

Jiang Xuanhong walked down the path of the back mountain to the Freedom Palace and directly arrived at the back door of the Freedom Palace.

The back door of Freedom Palace was also guarded. Just as Jiang Xuanhong approached, someone shouted, “Who is it?”

“Jiang Xuanhong.” Jiang Xuanhong replied.

“Ah! Venerable Emperor Wen!”

The one standing at the back door was not a disciple of Freedom Palace, but a guard of Freedom Palace. When they saw Jiang Xuanhong, they were naturally nervous and excited, so they hurriedly came to salute Jiang Xuanhong.

Jiang Xuanhong waved his hand and said, “Alright, alright, no need for courtesy. I’m here for the Dragon Elephant Half-Sage. Is she here?”

“I’m here. Please wait a moment. This lowly one needs to report to the Saint Sovereign.”

“Go.” Jiang Xuanhong nodded.

Jiang Xuanhong stood at the back door and waited for a while. The guard who reported not long ago ran back and said to Jiang Xuanhong, “Your Excellency, please follow me.”

There were two great saints in Freedom Palace. One was a true saint, the Dao Saint Immortal Master respected by the people of the Heavenly Dynasty.

The other person was what Jiang Xuanhong had just called a “Dragon Elephant Half-Saint”.

The Dragon Elephant Half Saint’s name was Jun Qingyin, and she was the sister of a Dao Saint Because her surname was Jun Qingyin and her character was Dragon Elephant, she was called a half-Sage of Dragon Elephant.

Jiang Xuanhong and Jun Qingyin were “good buddies” who grew up together, so now that Jiang Xuanhong had difficulties and needed help, he was the first to think of Jun Qingyin.

The Freedom Palace guards who led Jiang Xuanhong directly brought Jiang Xuanhong to the Dragon Elephant Sacred Palace.

The door of the Dragon Elephant Sacred Palace was open. Jiang Xuanhong was about to knock at the door when he stood there, but a clear female voice came from the door. “Don’t be hypocritical. If you have something to say, just come in and leave. I’m not prepared to agree to help you anyway.”

“Dragon Elephant, don’t be like this. I have a serious matter to ask you for help this time. If you don’t help me with this matter, I’m afraid that no one in the world can help me.”

Jiang Xuanhong walked into the Dragon Elephant Sacred Palace and said to Jun Qingyin, who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Jun Qingyin was dressed in a light purple Taoist robe, and her entire body seemed to have a unique elegant temperament. She and Jiang Xuanhong grew up together, so naturally, Jun Qingyin was also tens of thousands of years old.

However, Jun Qingyin did not seem to be old. Instead, she felt like an abstinent goddess in her thirties.

Of course, these impressions were likely to be made by people who were not familiar with Jun Qingyin.

For someone like Jiang Xuanhong, who grew up with Jun Qingyin, he could understand why Jun Qingyin had a character called “Dragon Elephant”.

Therefore, for someone like Jiang Xuanhong who knew Jun Qingyin well, he only had one impression of Jun Qingyin, and that was …

Tough!

“Alright, I don’t care about your business or anything. Tell me directly, what do you want me to do?”

“I want your help to save my eldest son.”

“How?”

The change in Jun Qingyin’s attitude was very obvious.

At first, she said, “Anyway, I’m not prepared to agree to help you.” Then, she said, “What do you want me to do?” Afterwards, she didn’t even ask where Jiang Xuanhong had given birth to his eldest son, so why would he need her to save him? Instead, she directly asked, “How can I save him?”

Evidently, Jun Qingyin already had the intention to save Jiang Xuanhong.

Jiang Xuanhong smiled. He looked around and whispered to Jun Qingyin, “I have to tell you the way to save him in a low voice. Otherwise, I’m afraid you’ll kill me.”

“When will you be able to cure your sneaky habit?”

As Jun Qingyin scolded Jiang Xuanhong, she listened to the way Jiang Xuanhong had thought of to save Jiang Feng.

But halfway through Jiang Xuanhong’s words, Jun Qingyin was instantly enraged.

“Jiang Xuanhong, you bastard, you can’t believe you came up with this!”

“Dragon Elephant, think carefully. This is really the only way to save him. Otherwise, he will definitely die.”

“I’ll save your head. That’s your son, not mine.”

“Dragon Elephant …”

“Jiang Xuanhong, if you dare to say another word, I will immediately kill you!”

Bang!

Outside the Dragon Elephant Sacred Palace, the people who heard Jun Qingyin’s roar were slowly gathering. However, they soon saw a figure thrown out of the Dragon Elephant Sacred Palace by Jun Qingyin.

The man who landed on the ground stood up and patted the dirt on his body. After a dry cough, he shouted at the Dragon Elephant Sacred Palace, “Dragon Elephant, you must help me. Only you can help me this time.”

“Fuck off!!!”

“Everyone from my Freedom Palace, listen up. If you dare to let this person go in the future, I will kill your entire family!”

“This Dao Cultivator is simply too terrifying. He always kills and beats people.” Jiang Xuanhong sighed as he pretended to be fine and walked towards the back door of Freedom Palace.

He had barely taken two steps when he heard someone talking behind him.

“Hey, the person that was thrown out by the Dragon Elephant Saint Sovereign just now can’t be the current Sovereign Emperor Wen, right?”

“How is that possible? No matter how much the Dragon Elephant Saint Sovereign does, he will still give Emperor Wen some face, right?”

“Will it?”

“No … won’t you?”

Time passed in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, nine days had passed.

After Jiang Feng found out that his identity and whereabouts had been exposed, he began to travel day and night with Leng Lingchuan, rushing towards Tiandu at full speed.

Along the way, Jiang Feng and Leng Lingchuan disguised themselves and changed their appearances.

Of course, it was very simple for Jiang Feng to change his appearance. He could just take off the Sage’s mask.

However, Leng Lingchuan was a bit more troublesome. Jiang Feng insisted that the two men had too many goals on the road, so Jiang Feng dressed Leng Lingchuan up as a woman …

Jiang Feng and Leng Lingchuan were riding horses and standing on a small hill. Jiang Feng and Leng Lingchuan could see Heavenly Capital City from afar.

Jiang Feng asked Leng Lingchuan, “Ling Chuan, how many days until your father is executed?”

“Five days.”

“Alright, then these five days we will study the route near the execution ground and formulate a rescue plan.

“It’s not easy to save your father, but what if we succeed?”

“Thank you, Big Brother Jiang.” Leng Lingchuan looked at Jiang Feng with emotion and said.

Jiang Feng turned his head to look at Leng Lingchuan and directly extended his hand to push his face aside. He endured his disgust and said, “Ling Chuan, next time you thank me, thank me. Don’t look at me like this again, especially when you blush and wipe your lips.”