You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Liu Yuntian pursed his lips and stopped where he was, helplessly watching his father's figure going away. Then he put his right arm into his arms and quickly caught up with him again, "Where are you going, father? Mother is not in good health. Don't let the long journey hurt her."

Liu Ziqing chuckled, as if he saw through you, "What? You still want to drag your father down with you? Since the first day you stepped into the court, you should have understood that you cannot survive in the court by yourself. You need your own followers."

"You act like a mysterious person and keep strangers away every day, but what have you gained? There is no one in the court who speaks for you, and the officials are driven into a mess by you."

Liu Yuntian interrupted, "That's called playing badly."

Liu Ziqing's face froze, he awkwardly stretched out his fist to his mouth and coughed, "It's all the same, they are all words you made up anyway."

Then his expression turned serious again, "You yourself often say that a clean prefecture in three years can earn you 100,000 silver coins. You suppress the court and limit the amount of corruption they embezzle. Who will remember you?"

"Oh, by the way, you are really good to the people. You open up knowledge to the public. I don't know where you got a lot of knowledge about cultivating spiritual medicines and spiritual beasts. You also forcibly exchanged silver and spiritual stones for currency, so that mortals can also have the hope of cultivating immortals."

At this point, Liu Ziqing stopped and looked at Liu Yuntian with a smile, "But what's the use? Outside of this capital, how many people know you? Do they know what you look like? You are busy working for Daliang, and the emperor only needs to kill a princess to turn you into a traitor who is causing chaos in the court."

"If you break up with him and recruit righteous men from all over the world to come to the capital to defend the king, what will you do?"

Liu Yuntian thought for a moment and replied, "I will kill him and establish a new emperor."

"Then you are truly a traitor. You don't have to deal with the four sects anymore. Putting down rebellions every day is enough to keep you busy."

Liu Yuntian was not at all moved by his father's ridicule. He was even secretly delighted in his heart. He paced at the same pace as his father and said in a childish manner, "Then let's do it. I don't believe that everyone will rebel against me. Now everyone can have enough food to eat. Are they so bored that they would risk being beheaded to rebel against me?"

"You're right. I'm just rebelling against you because I'm full and have nothing better to do."

Liu Yuntian naturally understood all this, otherwise why would he go to so much trouble to pretend to be a loyal minister for so many years?

Liu Yuntian glanced at him slightly, and the other party quickly answered, "He learned the arts of literature and martial arts and sold them to the imperial family. When he was full, he began to think about things he had not dared to think about before. When he was hungry before, he thought about how to fill his stomach. Now that his stomach is full, shouldn't he think about taking a step further?"

Pointing at Liu Yuntian's head, he laughed, "Your head is a great achievement! A great achievement! A great achievement that has never been achieved before or since! When the reward of something can reach 300%, then losing your head is not a big deal at all, it's just a scar the size of a bowl."

"It doesn't matter who sits on the throne. What matters most is that they gain something."

Hearing this, Liu Yuntian nodded thoughtfully and asked in cooperation,

"So what can I do to salvage this?"

Liu Ziqing shook his head. "It's impossible to save the situation. The people have been fed too much. If you oppress them again, their stress will be even more severe. The officials have been suppressed too much by you. If you raise their status, they will be even more timid."

"The fall of Daliang is just around the corner."

After saying that, he smiled and patted Liu Yuntian on the shoulder, "We are father and son, so I'll give you a chance. Come run away with me. We will work together to make a comeback, become bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!"

Liu Yuntian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Of course he was reluctant to do so. The three million National Defense Army and the Embroidered Uniform Guard were all trained by him. Even if they were dogs, he would have feelings for them after such a long time. If he ran away, these people would probably be killed by Ye Xinglan.

"Father, you used to always have a face and I was naughty, but now it's the opposite, it's a little funny."

"Haha, that's because you can't let go of your burdens now. You put too much pressure on yourself and always think that you can give your subordinates a sense of security by being majestic enough."

Liu Ziqing stretched out his wrinkled hand and gently brushed Liu Yuntian's head. "Being more dignified can indeed make people feel reliable, but if the dignified one distances himself from them, then the gain will outweigh the loss."

“People need to have weaknesses. Only with weaknesses can people trust them.”

Before they knew it, the two of them arrived at the gate of Liu Mansion. At this moment, most of the carriages had left, and only a few were still lined up to leave the city.

Liu Yuntian faced his father and asked him what he had been curious about for a long time, "Why did you teach me this only now? If you had told me earlier, none of this would have happened at all."

Liu Ziqing did not answer immediately after hearing this, but took off his official uniform slowly, "People cannot teach people, but things can teach people once and for all."

After taking off all his official uniforms, he revealed a plain dress underneath. Then he stretched out his clothes comfortably and blinked mischievously, "Your grandfather used to target me in the same way. We must preserve the traditions of our Liu family~"

After saying that, he turned around and bowed devoutly toward the sky, "Oh God, please bless my wife to have a boy in her belly. The Liu family has only one son for four generations, and the family line cannot be cut off with me!"

Liu Yuntian was so upset that he poked his father's back with his finger, "Do you really want me to die?"

Liu Ziqing spread his hands helplessly, "You just killed eight disciples of Qingyun Sect, how can they let it go? Now there are external and internal troubles, and I really don't know how to break this situation. Otherwise, how about you teach me a lesson and turn this dead end around?"

"Dead end?"

Liu Yuntian shook his head, squatted on the ground, picked up five stones and started fiddling with them. "The internal trouble is nothing more than the difference between Ye Xinglan and I in our ideas of governing the country. He is very satisfied with the current status of Daliang and wants to seize power from me immediately, but he has not discovered the trouble with the Immortal Sect."

He placed four small stones in a circle around the big stone in the middle and continued, "As for the external threat, mortals have always been slaves of immortals. They used to be able to pick talented mortals to take away at will every year, and would also ask for money from mortals to support them every year."

"As one grows stronger, the other shrinks. The weaker the mortals become, the stronger the immortals become. Ever since I started cultivating immortals, there have been countless immortal cultivators in Daliang. Although our foundation is not as good as theirs, their number is definitely not comparable to theirs."

"No matter whether it's internal or external troubles, their goals are the same," he said, pointing to his head, "That's my head, Liu Yuntian."

He stood up, looked at his father and smiled, "So, as long as I'm not dead, the sky won't fall!"