Chapter 57: The Scapegoat

unuchs and palace maids. If they really found the culprit, it meant they would be safe and sound.If it weren't for the two guards still watching them from inside the room, everyone would have cheered....Outside Feilong City, Bai Fu turned his head once more to cast a last glance at the imposing city gate. His eyes burned with intense hatred, then without looking back, he plunged headlong into the boundless wasteland.

Last night's thinking, Bai Fuhuan had roughly locked down who the culprit was. After all, it was easy to guess from the final beneficiary.

"Cai Ning, I will make you pay blood for blood!"

Only at the very end did Bai Fuhua's thinking go astray. Although Huaqing Princess was currently the most famous and best-regarded person in Feilong City.

But as everyone commonly believes, it is thought that this matter could not have been interfered with by Princess Huaying. After all, what could a princess who had just come out of the deep palace possibly do!

Therefore, all of this must be the handiwork of Cai Ning, the ruler of Feilong City, because his biggest difficulty in governing Feilong City is the three powerful families.

Now that the Three Great Families have been wiped out, Cai Ning has been beaming with joy every day.

If Cai Ning, who is completely unaware of the situation, knew that he had unwittingly taken the blame for Zhang Liyang without any reason, he wouldn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Junior brother, are you sure you won't report this to the master"

“This is my own feud, please don't trouble Master about it.” Bai Fuhuan suppressed the hatred in her eyes and then looked at Li Hua, “I just need to borrow Master’s Huotian Ling.”

"What are you going to use it for"

About a hundred miles outside of Flying Dragon City, there's a sect. I plan on letting them enter the city.

As expected.

Hearing Bai Fuhuan's words, Li Hua sighed inwardly. He knew that Bai Fuhuan was using the Fire Heaven Order for this very purpose.

For those small sects on the border, Huitianling's decree is an unassailable imperial edict!

As long as Bai Fu Huan arrives at that time and those fire decrees are sent down, that sect will inevitably agree.

"Brother Bai, isn't a small sect short of manpower" Fang Qi spoke up. "The other party is the chief administrator of Feilong City and the right minister of Rites of the Great Qin Dynasty. He must have many protectors around him. It wouldn't be easy to kill him."

Li Hua then chimed in, following Fang Qi's words, "And even if we succeed, it's not certain that we can escape from Flying Dragon City."

"I know." Bai Fuhuan's fists clenched tightly, her eyes flashing with a sinister light. "So besides that sect, I also plan to go to Ci Lai!"

"I will go to borrow troops!"

"No!" Li Hua rejected Bai Fuhuan's idea without even thinking.

While Huitianling can be used this way, the consequences of doing so are too great. If things go wrong, they could all end up dead with no place to bury them.

"I know what you're worried about," Bai Fuhuan said, her eyes fixed on Li Hua. "I won't let them attack Feilong City, and besides, do you really think a Fire Heaven Order can summon that many troops"

But this involves the Stia and Dakian, I cannot let you run amok!

Looking at Li Hua, Bai Fuhuan's eyes showed a hint of impatience. Within their sect, although Li Hua was his senior brother, Bai Fuhuan didn't like him very much. It wasn't because of anything else, but simply because his senior brother was rather pedantic.

Besides, Bai Fuhuan's cultivation talent made him almost the apple of his master's eye among the disciples, to the point that Bai Fuhuan didn't have much reverence for his senior brother.

"You don't need to worry about this, just bring me the Fire Heavenly Decree!"

If the Fire Heaven Decree wasn't so important, and Li Huaxiu hadn't just broken through to the second ring, it wouldn't have been placed in Li Hua's hands.

Looking at Bai Fuhuan's hand outstretched without the slightest courtesy, Li Hua's face twitched. He really wanted to refuse, but he was afraid that Bai Fuhuan would tell his master, and then, considering that he wasn't already liked by his master, he probably wouldn't even be acknowledged anymore.

"As you said, we can't let the borrowed troops attack Fei Long City!"

"I see." Bailinghuan snatched the fire-red token, palm-sized and blazing like a miniature flame, from Lihua's grasp. "First, go to that sect, then assassinate Lai!"

Inside Fei Long City, Cai Ning, who was unaware that he had taken the blame for someone else, was enthusiastically starting his work.

From land distribution, to reopening of business roads and next year's spring planting plan, Cai Ning was practically busy from dawn till dusk. Although tired, Cai Ning felt a sense of accomplishment.

As the ruler of Flying Dragon City, with the three great families gone, Flying Dragon City was entirely under Cai Ning's control. This feeling of having absolute power, like a local emperor, sometimes made Cai Ning feel that his position as Minister of Rites wasn't as enjoyable and comfortable as being the city ruler.

Cai Ning was busy all day, and Mu Yinghua was also busy.

She, who owned a vast tract of land, was now gathering orphans and beggars from Flying Dragon City, making them work on her land, tending livestock. Meanwhile, Mu Yinghua provided them with shelter and food.

There is a huge gap between what one puts in and what one gets out, but for those people, Mu Yinghua is still a living bodhisattva. It was she who brought them back to life on the brink of death.

To such an extent that every time Mu Yinghua went outside the city to inspect the land and pasture, whenever these people encountered her, they would kneel down and kowtow to her with utmost piety.

This phenomenon Mu Yinghua stopped several times, but these people didn't listen to Mu Yinghua in the end, she could only let them go.

Besides these, the city's food distribution Mu Yinghua also almost goes there in person every day, Cai Ning has already contacted the side of Liangzhou City, and new food will soon come over from there.

This alone cannot truly resolve the food crisis in Flying Dragon City.

To solve the food crisis in Feilong City, all that's needed is to plant in the spring and then, when harvest comes in the autumn, combine it with the grain from the trade routes. Then the food problem in Feilong City will be almost solved.

As for Zhang Liyang, he spent his days as a recluse in the Xue Lin Estate. He diligently honed his physical body while contemplating the establishment of the Black Prison's base camp.

He is still very weak and needs to rely on a big tree, and the Black Prison Mansion is the tree Zhang Liyang chose. Although this tree grows in darkness and is rarely known to people, it is undeniable that this tree can be ranked among the top few in the entire Great乾 Dynasty!

Whew, whew~.

The wind carried whispers through the small courtyard of a manor house nestled within the snow-covered forest. Standing just outside, one could distinctly feel waves of heat emanating from within, starkly contrasting with the biting cold that permeated the surrounding air.

Click, click, click...

Hasty footsteps echoed from outside the courtyard. Yuan Li, a captain guarding Mu Yinghua's side, strode in with a grave expression.

Bang, bang~.

He lightly knocked on the door and Yuan Li spoke from outside, "Sir, there's an emergency."The imperial physician withdrew, and Emperor Daqian stood beside the bed, looking at the lifeless Empress Yuan. The broad sleeve of his robe couldn't conceal the tight fist he clenched in his palm."Wh...