Chapter 297: Chapter 211: The Hidden Dragon Mingyuan’s Day Will Come; Who in the World Won’t Know Him

And that was indeed the case.

Gongyang Hu was seething with rage.

He had traveled thousands of miles to pledge his allegiance to Prince Jin.

He was grateful for the Prince’s recognition of his talents; a true scholar would die for a lord who appreciated him.

Once Prince Jin became the Crown Prince, his own position as strategist would elevate to that of the Crown Prince’s Grandmaster. The good days were just around the corner.

No one would dare to challenge his status again, and no one in the Confucian Temple would question his power.

But he never expected that in the end, two months later, he would receive the news of Prince Jin’s death.

All his hopes for glory and riches vanished into thin air.

After the fall of Prince Jin’s Mansion, Gongyang Hu had been investigating in secret.

Waiting for an opportunity.

He knew what marrying into the Holy Netherworld meant for Lu Mingyuan.

If the political marriage succeeded, then Lu Mingyuan could not become the Crown Prince!

This was the most critical point, and the one the Xiongnu Country cared about above all else.

But now, Lu Mingyuan had stopped this political marriage with just a few words.

He refused to accept it!

He was also extremely furious.

He was becoming hysterical, losing all reason.

Gongyang Hu shouted at the surrounding people, "None of you know! This man is the mastermind behind the framing of many Princes! How did he get his position as Crown Prince? It was by murdering the other Princes!"

As he spoke, he cursed, "Lu Mingyuan! You are unworthy of being the Crown Prince! Your first, second, third, fourth, and fifth brothers are all watching you from their graves!"

However, facing Gongyang Hu’s accusations, Lu Mingyuan remained composed, his face calm.

The crowd that had arrived at the Imperial Palace gate looked at each other, not knowing what this man was trying to pull.

Many of the surrounding Bright Lamp Bureau’s Brocade Clothing drew their blades and stepped forward.

Someone was insulting and framing the current Crown Prince; they could not possibly stand by and do nothing.

Just as they were about to seize the man, a burst of Confucian Taoist Literary Energy erupted from Gongyang Hu’s body.

It sent all of the Bright Lamp Bureau’s Brocade Clothing flying.

Only then did everyone realize that this disheveled and downtrodden Cyan-robed Scholar was actually a Tenth Realm Great Sage!

"Lu Mingyuan, even if you’ve become the Crown Prince, you will not have an easy time! All the Princes are watching you from the heavens! How could the Holy Emperor possibly tolerate what you’ve done!"

"You’ve sabotaged the political marriage. When the Great Netherworld’s army bears down on our border, how will you respond then? How long can you keep your title as Crown Prince?"

But Lu Mingyuan appeared exceptionally calm. He didn’t look directly at Gongyang Hu, but instead turned his gaze to the several thousand scholars on his left.

His voice rang out majestically:

"I ask you, the Confucian Scholars of Great Yan, does our Great Yan fear war?"

This was the first question.

These gathered scholars had long since been stirred into a fiery passion by the situation.

Upon hearing Lu Mingyuan’s words,

"We do not fear it!"

The crowd’s reply was resolute and unanimous.

In the crowd was a group of Confucian Scholars from the Imperial College, their eyes wide with fury. They were orphans, their parents having died on the border.

The Court, to compensate them, had allowed them to receive the best education and study at the Imperial College.

Their parents had died at the hands of those Netherworld Creatures from the north.

They studied to serve the country, hoping that one day they could help Great Yan and use their scholarship to conquer the Demon Country.

Today, Lu Mingyuan asked if they feared war.

They did not fear it!

They were fearless!

They sought vengeance for their parents.

"We do not fear it!"

After receiving the answer, Lu Mingyuan turned his gaze to the common people of Great Yan on his right.

"I ask you, the people of Great Yan, does our Great Yan fear war?"

As his voice rang out,

The people of the Imperial Capital also showed expressions of immense resolve.

A merchant clenched his fists, his voice the loudest from where he stood at a window.

His best friend, whom he’d known since childhood, had died on the border during a trade journey.

He hated.

He hated those Northern Country bastards to death.

’You ask if I fear war?’

’I do not fear it.’ 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"We do not fear it!"

The sound was like thunder, deafening and rousing.

The next moment, Lu Mingyuan’s gaze fell upon Gongyang Hu.

In an instant, a thunderous voice echoed throughout the Capital.

"Today, I dare to ask the people of Great Yan."

"Does our Great Yan fear war?"

Lu Mingyuan spoke.

This time, his voice spread throughout the entire Great Yan Capital, reaching the ears of every single person.

"We do not fear it."

A deafening roar arose.

All the people of the Capital clenched their fists—men and women, young and old—and spoke as one.

Their gazes were resolute.

When has Great Yan ever feared war?

Hearing this terrifying roar, Gongyang Hu’s face turned ugly.

In the past half-month, Lu Mingyuan had clearly considered every detail of leaving the palace. He had thought it all through and handled the matter with flawless, impeccable finesse.

On the surface, he didn’t care, but in reality, he had thought more deeply about it than anyone.

Right now, in the court of public opinion, he could not fall.

Otherwise, he would be completely at the mercy of his father, the Emperor.

It was possible his father would find some excuse to put him under house arrest.

’On the surface, I’m the Crown Prince, but in reality, am I not just a Golden Canary?’

’I have to fight back with all my might.’

"Lu Mingyuan, I’ll die to take you with me!"

Gongyang Hu was overcome with rage, wanting to perish together with Lu Mingyuan, his body surging with Literary Qi.

Just as Zi Yun, Hong Wan, and Yun Qinghe were about to make a move, Lu Mingyuan stopped them with a single hand.

Above the Great Yan Imperial Palace, a magnificent phenomenon of Destiny manifested. A thousand-foot-long Golden Dragon coiled in the sky above the Imperial Palace.

This was Lu Mingyuan’s princely visage, the Golden Qilin Dragon Fortune.

Great Yan’s Destiny struck down like a great dragon. A powerful shockwave swept out, instantly suppressing Gongyang Hu and forcing him to his knees. He smashed a large crater into the stone slabs and spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura immediately collapsing.

Lu Mingyuan leaned down, tilting his head to look at him, and asked with a placid smile:

"Who were you going to kill?"

Finally, the princely visage, the Golden Qilin Dragon Fortune, swelled to a length of five thousand feet. It shimmered high in the heavens, its light illuminating the entire Capital.

ROAR.

The sound of a dragon’s roar rang out, deafening and rousing, making the people of Great Yan even more excited and impassioned.