As for the greatest change afterwards, it might be the relationship between the emperor and the Han Dynasty. Liu Xie’s continuous self-destructive behavior and the improving situation of the Han Dynasty have already caused some disconnection between the emperor and the state. With Liu Xie’s sudden action, inexplicably, in the hearts of the Han Dynasty ministers, the emperor Liu Xie and the Han Dynasty’s realm have already decoupled. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

In fact, the ministers of the Han Dynasty finally realized that the Son of Heaven of Han, Liu Xie, is not absolutely indispensable to the entire Han Dynasty realm. Even from a certain perspective, even without Liu Xie, the realm might not change much.

Though many witnesses of this situation and ministers who realized this fact deny it, this understanding inexplicably took root in their minds and grew by absorbing nutrients from the scenes they witnessed.

Xuu Shao, with an indifferent expression, offered One Incense Stick’s Time to Fuu Wan and then slowly exited the spirit hall. As he left, he clearly saw the change in the Qi of Chang’an, representing the nation, the emperor, and the nation’s Fortune, the Golden Dragon had already split apart.

[What a method! While the Qi and Fortune of the nation cannot ultimately defeat the people’s hearts, when people’s minds are determined, Fortune naturally strives towards unity; when people’s hearts turn away, Fortune changes accordingly. Now, even though Liu Xie is still the emperor, someone has managed to separate the nation and the emperor with such means.] Xuu Shao gazed far at Weiyang Palace with admiration, such means, one must comply.

[The nation is the nation, the emperor is the emperor, what a method!] Liu Liang, who was fortune-telling in Chang’an, unconsciously gazed at Weiyang upon the moment of separation between the emperor and the nation.

The skill is indeed divine, even if yet to completely decouple the emperor and the state, once this trend emerges, it almost certainly fortells this day’s approaching fate.

In Ye City, Li Youu processing government affairs suddenly looked westward with a stirring in his heart. He sensed something intimately connected to him was happening.

"Wen Ru, you aren’t thinking about slacking off again, are you?" Lub Su asked without lifting his head, seeing Li Youu’s scribbling pause.

"Aren’t you going to Chang’an?" Li Youu suddenly asked, "If you go, with your merits, you could ascend by one rank and become a marquis, if not, you may not receive it."

"Ancestral enshrinement at the Grand Ancestral Temple?" Lub Su flattened his pen for a moment then, without waiting for Li Youu’s response, shook his head, "Merely marquis, can the young generation even as marquis surpass me? Don’t they still need me to calculate and distribute their stipend?"

Li Youu smiled, said nothing. Marquis? Certainly, high nobility. But to Lub Su, who is prepared to witness the Empire’s history and co-exist with it, what foolery is this!

"Back to work, back to work, how far along are you with household registrations lately?" Lub Su picked up his pen, tapping it, seeking inquiry.

"I had Zijia work on it, Zijia’s deep understanding of interpersonal relationships is impeccable." Li Youu laughed and remarked, "Unmatched as one of Zichuan’s picked core individuals for factional adjustments."

"As for artisans’ ratings?" Lub Su queried again.

"I’m working on it, haven’t seen Suzhi these days, uncertain on his progress, but rest assured, if Suzhi can’t deliver, I’ll provide alternatives." Li Youu chuckled saying.

"However, why are you growing a beard lately?" Lub Su originally prepared to work, but noticing something different with Li Youu, queried curiously.

"Aging." Li Youu replied nonchalantly, though he indeed felt older with a beard, his demeanor evolving towards benevolence.

"Whatever suits you." Lub Su found no issue with Li Youu’s beard, indeed, it rendered him noticeably more agreeable, quelling lurking shadows within his brows.

The white-bearded elder appeared particularly benevolent, yet how had Li Youu’s damnable whiskers suddenly turned white?

"Why are your whiskers so white?" Lub Su quickly responded, asking straightforwardly.

"Dyed, don’t you feel it looks particularly benevolent?" Li Youu smiled slightly, projecting genuine kind-eyed intent.

Lub Su, rendered speechless, subdued himself, silently resumed state affairs, a bit excessive, indeed.

"Xiang’er, what’s wrong?" Managing the bookshelf, Cai Yan noticed Ji Xiang’s distraction, casually queried.

"Soon, there won’t be ’I am the State,’ unknown is whose hand split emperor and state." Ji Xiang said nonchalantly, her gravity defying multiverse futurology and divination was far from mirth, although Chen Xi treated it as psychological therapy.

"Should reduce reading such books, I somehow feel these books aren’t right, they all fall under forbidden books category, if not for your specialization in this category, I would not dare hand them to you." Cai Yan observed the book Ji Xiang held, displeased thus declared.

Chen Xi had provided numerous texts to Cai Yan, some deemed unsuitable for the era, although some individuals transcended time, hence they remained, preserved as forbidden texts.

According to Cai Yan, such forbidden books could devastatingly denigrate a state, hand-delivered guidance on constructing high walls, amassing plentiful foodstuffs, cultivation to worthily conquer realms.

Delved into extracting patterns from history, observing contemporary eras.

Facilitated discourse on class essence, exploitation versus being exploited, innate rights, justification for rebellion, reclining mainly as forbidden texts.

To Chen Xi, such is merely modded versions piggybacked from historic secondary education in geography and politics.

Impressions from history textbooks tended towards deep analyzing reasons for rebellion failures, successes, examination of temporal prosperity achievements, uncovering eventual state demise provocations aligning with core roots...

Succinctly termed, compelling counter-books!

Geography textbooks fundamentally dictate appropriate cultivations, regional unique resources applications, locate significant mines, identify exposed minerals areas, observe structural formations.

Choosing settlements, elevating barricades, accumulating grain staples indispensable factors, ostensibly counter-books.

Political textbooks contain not solely economic essence, but protracted dialectical materialism and historical materialism mastery further supplemented, aside imparting relationship studies, management theories and sociology...

Conclusively guiding on assembling manpower, nurturing relationships, escalating growth, acquiring fresh insights, assimilating vitalities from antiquated wisdom, um, veritable counter-books.

Chen Xi ideally scripted with such rhythm...

Herein resides heaps within any Eastern Han aristocratic chamber designated treasure, emerging as counter-books galore ultimate knowledge.

Cai Yan amassed and, due to her Spiritual Talent, she comprehended every text’s literal and extended intentions, intelligently perceiving their underlying essence, hence recast into classical prose.

Given these texts’ adverse content, Cai Yan refrained from elaborate note-taking, stacking them within forbidden category, barring ordinary access; absent for Ji Xiang’s summit within psychology’s sub-branch domain, access remains prohibited.

"This book seems exceedingly potent, truly wish to experiment." Ji Xiang entices with a charming smile, intent to reclaim the book.

"Not even a thought." Glancing at Ji Xiang, Cai Yan firmly vetoed, effortlessly reclaiming Ji Xiang’s psychological manipulation book, "These books belong to forbidden collections, ill-advised if fell into wrong hands."

With deft motion, Cai Yan enfolds the slim volume, stores within a wooden case, secures it, then perched to shelve under psychology’s apex forbidden category.

Ji Xiang vented watching Cai Yan, presently unable to retrieve the book previously.

"Really, with only myself under this category, yet denied access, cautious lest it perishes." Ji Xiang declared agitated.