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Chapter 127 Your Highness, Take Care

In the three dreams, Fang Weihan successfully established an image of an all-knowing master for this white-haired young man.

Now he felt that this image should have collapsed.

The conclusions he came to were far-fetched.

What Fang's family is almost finished?

I just met Fang Zun in the Yuanhui Hall this morning, you told me that the Fang family is almost over?

The family rebellion surrounded Miyagi?
Will the family really rebel?

It was hard for Fang Weihan to imagine any reason for the family to rebel.

Unless these people are crazy, they should know that maintaining Fang's dominance is the best choice under the current situation.

However, the white-haired man didn't care so much, after all, he was just a projection of the past.

"This spherical object is actually a container for information storage."

The white-haired man said leisurely.

"Because ordinary jade plates can't carry so much information, so I invited the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect to specially make this large jade plate."

"However, the aesthetics of the Xiaoyaozong people is not very good, so they made this shape for me."

He glanced at the white ball with some disgust.

Fang Weihan agrees with this.

The jade dish should be in the shape of a flat plate. If you say that the information capacity cannot be accommodated, then you can make a plate shaped like a brick. Why is it not much better than this round ball?
Such a big ball is placed here, it looks like a dinosaur egg.

"The problem of the aristocratic family is the chains wrapped around Da Zhou's body."

The white-haired man said softly.

"I have spent my whole life, but I have not been able to solve this problem. I have been waiting for an opportunity, but in the end I couldn't wait."

"But now, you may have such a chance."

His figure suddenly flashed beside the white ball.

The white-haired man stretched out his hand to cover the ball, and the ball instantly shone brightly.

Rows of small characters emerged from the surface of the sphere, suspended in mid-air, and arranged into paragraphs.

"This is the evidence of all the secret crimes of the family of eight surnames."

He watched the small words appear, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not diminish at all, but it became a little cold.

"There are the memorials of them framing Zhongliang, the evidence of their corruption and breaking the law, and the reasons for their infighting."

Fang Weihan looked at the shocking small blood-red characters in front of him, and his heart stirred up a storm.

Are these things real?

"All these criminal evidences have been added with the oath of heaven, and no one can question their authenticity."

Between the fingers of the white-haired young man, a deep breath of heaven naturally revealed.

Fang Weihan instantly had no doubts about the authenticity of this information.

Once the oath of heaven is formed, it means that heaven has approved what you said and is willing to testify for you.

Generally, no one wants to establish this thing.

Because signing the oath of heaven requires a lot of mental power and longevity.

After all, the world is not benevolent, if you let it do things for you, it will inevitably take excess remuneration from you.

No monk is willing to bear such a high price.

But the white-haired young man in front of him was willing.

What is he drawing?
Fang Weihan was silent.

"Just one piece of criminal evidence may not change anything; the accumulation of countless criminal evidences may be nothing more than a tragedy in which a fly shakes a tree."

"It's always possible, though, aren't you right?"

The white-haired young man looked at Fang Weihan gently, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

"For the prosperity of this dynasty, or even just the possibility of prosperity, why not pay a small price?"

"Put a drop of your blood on the white ball."

The white-haired youth said in a low voice.

Fang Weihan stepped forward and covered the white ball with his injured left hand.

"Om."

The white ball buzzed.

Fang Weihan can now see the evil deeds of these aristocratic families more intuitively.

"General Xu Zhi of the Zhi Pavilion started his rebellion from the Taizu and went through more than a hundred battles with few defeats. The country was established, and he was framed by the Wang family of Shangyuan. He died in Tingwei Prison without judgment."

"When the Taizu raised the army, the Pei family of Hedong annexed more than a hundred lands in the four counties of Hedong, and collected all the salt and iron from Hedong. Seventeen or eighteen of the people in Hedong died."

"Fanyang's Lu clan and Langya's Wang clan are at odds, and they often criticize in the court. Old grievances have accumulated evils, party members have ruined the country, and government orders have been blocked. Salty resentment is even worse."

……

Unjust cases, atrocities, blood debts...

The more Fang Weihan looked down, the more shocking he became.

These aristocratic families are like parasites entrenched on the big tree of Dazhou, they don't care about the condition of every leaf at all.

As long as the big tree is still alive, then this piece of land is their paradise.

"This is something that only happened in the reign of Taizu. Now you should know why I tried everything to pull them down, right?"

The white-haired youth said in a low voice.

"Unfortunately, I still don't have enough time. I couldn't wait for that opportunity."

He sighed, full of unwillingness.

"However, you have waited."

"Since the aristocratic family has launched a rebellion, it has completely torn face with the royal family. No matter whether they succeed or not, their internal affairs are not monolithic, and there will definitely be various problems, large or small, in the distribution of benefits."

"That gives you room to maneuver."

He turned around and looked at Fang Weihan with a radiant look.

"I have accurately predicted that at this point in time where you are, in the near future, this world will usher in a huge and cruel change."

"The victor can ride on the world of the Great Zhou and enjoy the country for 1000 years; the loser will fall into the dust of history, and perhaps not even a punctuation mark will be left in the history books."

"A revolution will definitely determine the outcome. I hope that you and the family should stand on opposite sides. I hope that you are the winning side."

The white-haired young man said leisurely.

His figure gradually began to dissipate.

Fang Weihan couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to say something.

"You don't have to speak."

The feet of the white-haired youth had already turned into light spots and disappeared, but he waved his hands indifferently.

"I can't hear you. There are still 1000 years between us."

"It's been too long, I can't live to your time."

He said with a smile.

"Remember everything I said."

"You are our last hope."

"Reintegrate this broken country, abolish this false country name, and return the world to a real dynasty."

The white-haired youth's body almost completely dissipated, leaving only a looming head.

"Take care."

"His Royal Highness King Guangling."

He finally smiled, and his figure disappeared completely.

Fang Weihan watched all this in silence, stood motionless, with a big white ball in front of him.

In the silent dark room, only Zhou Lv on his shoulder was emitting a golden shimmer.

Did he call me just now, His Highness King Guangling?

Fang Weihan brushed his trembling fingers across his forehead.

It was already dripping with cold sweat.

　A good brother gave a reward yesterday, and today the author wrote an extra update.Is it not short this time?
　　
　
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