Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
After the cooperation was reached, he also conducted a rigorous selection process within the sect.
The most elite direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were selected and incorporated into the auxiliary formation of the Blazing Sun Temple.
These are all support-type Soul Masters, whose amplification abilities are irreplaceable in team battles.
——
"Ning Fengzhi is much more insightful than I imagined," Qian Renxue commented.
"Indeed." Dongfang Jing nodded slightly.
Then, Qian Renxue raised her third finger: "Gengxin City Blacksmith Association".
Lou Gao, the president of the Blacksmith Association, which has cooperated with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for many years, and is on good terms with Dongfang Jing.
With his approval, the Temple of the Blazing Sun was also joined.
The Blacksmiths' Guild does not provide combat personnel, but they do provide concealed weapons and armor.
The hidden weapons, armor, and various specially made equipment used by the members of the Temple of Blazing Sun were all made by the Blacksmiths' Guild.
Lou Gao even set up a secret production line specifically for the Temple of the Blazing Sun, dedicated to creating high-quality combat equipment.
——
"Fourth, the support of the patriarchs of various families. The Dugu family's grandfather and grandson, the Ye family's mother and daughter..." Qian Renxue continued.
Dugu Bo.
This arrogant old man had already sided with Dongfang Jing five years ago.
And the Ye family.
Dongfang Jing helped Ye Lingling break free from the curse of her martial soul, and Ye's mother and Ye Lingling herself were naturally extremely grateful.
However, the Ye family disciples were generally not very strong and could not be considered elite, so only the mother and daughter joined the Blazing Sun Temple.
Qian Renxue withdrew her hand and looked up at Dongfang Jing.
"As expected of you! You've quietly brought so many forces onto the same boat. Who are you planning to invite next?"
"Let's do it one by one," Dongfang Jing said. "There is a martial spirit called the Swift with a Sharp Tail, which is particularly good at gathering intelligence. I plan to pay them a visit."
"And the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire, I need to take some time to help my sister's best friend deal with them."
"besides..."
Watching the handsome young man in front of her discuss his future plans, Qian Renxue stared at him intently, a slight smile curving her lips.
After Dongfang Jing stopped speaking, she quickly suppressed her smile and got down to business.
"Alright, now it's time to talk about my side of the business."
Dongfang Jing straightened up and looked at her: "How are your preparations going?"
Qian Renxue smiled slightly.
That smile was beautiful.
But upon closer inspection, it gives one a chill.
Everything is ready.
...
Qian Renxue picked up her teacup, took a slow sip, and put it down before speaking.
"For the past five years, I have been staying in the palace, learning how to govern, how to rule the country, and how to deal with those old ministers. I have been absorbing everything that Sect Leader Ning and you have taught me."
"I spent three years replacing the core force of the Imperial Guard. Now, the commander and deputy commander of the Imperial Guard are all my people. More than half of the ministers in the court support the Crown Prince's ascension to the throne. Of the remaining half, one-tenth are opportunists. When the wind changes, they will naturally switch sides."
"What about the remaining 40%?" Dongfang Jing asked.
"Twenty percent haven't expressed their opinions, but that's alright. Once the new emperor ascends the throne, they will either submit or retire to their hometowns. I don't plan to take action against them. After all, they are all meritorious officials, and I can't let the people's hearts be chilled."
Dongfang Jing nodded.
"As for the last 20%... they're either loyal old ministers of Xueye or corrupt officials..." Qian Renxue's eyes turned cold, and she asked Dongfang Jing for his opinion with some uncertainty, "What do you think?"
Dongfang Jing saw the coldness in her eyes and calmly replied, "Just do it your way." Qian Renxue smiled gently after hearing this, "Yes, our plan can be brought forward."
"Has this day finally come...?" Dongfang Jing's expression remained unchanged.
This was because Qian Renxue's situation was even more successful than expected. He not only trained the Imperial Guards but also gained the support of many ministers who supported his ascension to the throne.
Therefore, they accelerated the implementation of the plan.
Indeed, the Great Emperor Xueye is now ill!
The imperial physicians were at a loss; they consulted renowned doctors both inside and outside the city, but none of them could cure the patient.
After all, the mixed poison under the thousand-foot snow is a mixture of multiple chronic toxins that catalyze and mask each other, so how could it be so easy to treat?
Qian Renxue gradually increased the amount of food in Xueye's meals each time. Xueye was getting old, and her body was already declining. After many years of accumulation, she finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Meanwhile, Prince Snowstar and Avalanche have also made some moves.
After Xueye fell ill, Xue Beng and Xuexing became anxious.
They searched everywhere for a doctor, but when they couldn't find one, they thought of Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo went to check, and with his current strength, he was able to undo the mixed poison in Xue Ye's body on his own.
But he's on Dongfang Jing's side now, so he definitely won't do that.
So Dugu Bo put on a dramatic act, went to the palace, pretended to look around, and finally shook his head and sighed, indicating that he was powerless to do anything.
Qian Renxue also learned about the avalanche and Xue Xing's attempt to impersonate Tang.
But she wasn't in a hurry to deal with it.
Once Xueye dies, she will take care of everything.
As for Xueke.
Qian Renxue's heart softened.
Xue Ke, the princess of the Heavenly Dou Empire, is Xue Ye's youngest child.
Over the past five years, Qian Renxue disguised herself as Xue Qinghe and spent every day with Xue Ke, so they developed some feelings for each other.
Xue Ke is a simple and kind girl who greatly admires and relies on her "elder brother" Xue Qinghe.
Qian Renxue will keep her.
After all, Xue Ke might not know anything and hadn't participated in anything.
Let her continue being her princess.
...
"It should be within the next few days. The imperial physician said that Xueye has at most five more days to live." Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at Dongfang Jing.
"I understand." Dongfang Jing stood up.
"Are you leaving?" Qian Renxue's voice became more urgent.
"There are still some things to take care of," Dongfang Jing said. "I left a mark on your arm. Remember to infuse your soul power into it when the time comes. I will be there."
Qian Renxue opened her mouth, wanting him to stay a little longer.
But in the end, he swallowed it back.
"good."
She watched as Dongfang Jing walked towards the door of the private room.
Just as he was pushing open the door, Qian Renxue suddenly called out to him.
"Eastern Mirror".
"Um?"
"I...thank you."
Dongfang Jing turned around and glanced at her, his lips twitching slightly.
"What are you thanking me for?"
He pushed open the door and went out.
Qian Renxue sat alone in the private room, staring blankly at the empty seat opposite her for a long time.
A voice came from outside the door: "Young Master? Dongfang Jing is gone?"
"...Um."
"Um, news came from the stand-in that Emperor Xueye's condition has worsened again."
Qian Renxue's expression instantly returned to its icy state.
"Let's go back to the palace."
She stood up, straightened her clothes, and stepped out of the private room.
Before leaving, she glanced back out the window.
Dongfang Jing's figure had already disappeared into the crowd of people in Tiandou City.
Qian Renxue withdrew her gaze, changed back into the prince's men's clothing in the private room, activated her soul bone to change her appearance again, and quickly left.
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