Peace Order

In the end, Emperor Qin merely patted this White Jade Vase, showing no sign of restraint or hesitation. He simply stood up and casually said, "Too hard, it’s uncomfortable to sit on."

"Let’s go!"

He walked on his own path, and as he left, the Nine Cauldrons howled in response.

The Nine Provinces Tripod no longer hesitated and returned entirely under Emperor Qin’s control.

With a thought, there was no delay.

Countless citizens blessed this body, raising their hands and feet, blood surging, exceeding even the Overlord; the vastness of fortune already surpassing the Red Emperor.

Within the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, the combat power was unmatched, the first in ancient and modern times.

Intrinsic nature is self-sufficient, not seeking from the outside, just standing here, it becomes the world, the sovereign’s brilliance is endless, the emperor is righteous and aboveboard, only this person, not betraying his true intent.

However, this situation did not last long before being broken by an urgent message that Mr. Po Jun intended to take his leave, and when Emperor Qin learned of the news, his face changed.

He jogged all the way.

Riding directly on a fine horse, he galloped towards where Po Jun resided.

Po Jun did not live in the bustling city, but in a quiet and peaceful place.

Even passing through the bustling city, even Emperor Qin had to honestly lead the horse on foot, not worried about Mr. Po Jun leaving immediately, for in these ten-plus years of acquaintance, Emperor Qin well knew Mr. Po Jun’s personality.

This fellow informed Miss so that Li Guanyi could come to bid farewell.

Mr. Po Jun is still so particular.

Li Guanyi led the war horse, walking amidst the crowd, using the Murong Family’s martial arts, the Mist Rain Jiangnan Tower Skill, to conceal his presence, others could not see him, but could only see the people living in peace and happiness, smiles touching their lips.

Everyone was looking forward to the future.

The foolish emperor had been eradicated, corrupt officials and notable families were dealt with one by one, and there would be no more wars.

Everyone harbored warm expectations in their hearts.

A beautiful golden age was about to begin.

Li Guanyi suddenly heard a faint noise by his ear.

Emperor Qin’s footsteps halted, the war horse softly neighed, the people ebbed and flowed like a tide, Li Guanyi slowly turned his head, and led the war horse towards a smooth side path off the wide avenue.

There, sunlight couldn’t reach, and the dust of the outside world couldn’t enter, but in the shadows, there was a commoner kneeling on the ground, face full of grief, saying:

"I beg you, I gave you the money for this matter; I gave it all to you."

"But according to the laws of Great Qin, this land should be divided to our family, how could you, give it to that person? Even if, even if it’s your wife’s brother, you can’t do this."

"What do you mean? Didn’t we divide the land for you?"

Li Guanyi’s gaze moved away from the panic-stricken and grief-stricken old farmer, and saw the person he was pleading with, whose face was shrouded in shadows, indistinguishable, but on the trailing hem of his battle robe—

Was the Qilin Pattern.

A colonel of the Qilin Army.

The colonel said something that caused him to burst into laughter.

The commoner suddenly knelt down, crying out:

"Master!!!"

In an instant, Li Guanyi awoke from the dream of peace.

The peaceful livelihood of the people, the warmth and harmony of the small tavern, Mongolian children, education, Taiping, land division, noble families, these issues all resolved in a beautiful dream filled with light now shattered before him.

As if the sense of reincarnation invaded this body.

In the end, be the founder of the country, or...

Footsteps sounded, and when the commoner kowtowed, suddenly a strong hand supported his arm, preventing him from bowing, and as he froze, he heard a young voice say—

"Stand up!"

"Do not kneel."

"Do not, kneel."

Both eyes turned, and upon seeing this person, the Qilin Army colonel was taken aback, then his face changed drastically, immediately saluting, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Qin Li Guanyi lifted the commoner by both hands.

In his eyes, the majestic imperial aura belonging to one who accomplished supreme feats slowly dissipated, while the brilliance of a warrior emerged again like a honed sharp weapon, revealing its sharpness.

......

"Hahaha, old fellows, old fellows!"

"Do you know my lord? Have you ever seen a lord like mine?"

"Young master, I’m heading back, I must tell you all about this journey, recount everything that happened along the way, I ended the chaos, I completed the feats you couldn’t achieve."

"I even, even surpassed Shaking Light one..."

The Purple-eyed Strategist wrote letters one by one, laughter frozen.

Contemplating, seemingly thoughtful.

In the end, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "She eventually became an imperial consort, or an empress, anyway, no longer just a strategist, assisting!"

"Hahaha, on this path of a strategist!"

"I!"

"Breaking Army!"

"Win!"

"A great victory!"

"Refreshing!"

At this moment, there came a knocking on the door from outside, and Breaking Army was stunned, hearing a familiar, yet matured voice saying: "Is the sir still inside?"

Breaking Army composed himself, put down the pen, straightened his attire and appearance, went to push the door, and when he opened it, he saw outside Emperor Qin, and for a moment, was in a trance.

The strategist’s purple pupils contracted, as in an instant, he saw not the sovereign in regular imperial attire, composed and leisurely, but seemed to see Li Guanyi, the Divine General, clad in armor, re-draped and robed in war garments.

After the trance, he saw Emperor Qin was still wearing that attire.

But the fierce war spirit, that blazing will like a great sun, after the world was at peace, reappeared on this emperor who accomplished supreme feats, stirring the strategist’s very blood.