Although the emperor was angry about Tianmen Mountain losing the formula for the spiritual medicine, out of courtesy, he accepted the Baicao Halls of Tianmen Mountain located across the Great Xia Dynasty.
He also allowed Tianmen Mountain to carry out reforms. In the next three years, it would gradually transform into a medical academy of the Great Xia Dynasty, promoting the development of medicine across the dynasty.
What about the formula for the spiritual medicine? In fact, the emperor understood that rather than the formula being important, the source of the spiritual roots was the key.
The emperor highly appreciated Wen Sirong and intended to cultivate him. However, Wen Sirong politely declined, saying, "Your Majesty, this commoner will strive to promote the reform of Tianmen Mountain. In three years, I will ensure that the medical skills of the Great Xia spread far and wide."
Not long after Wen Sirong left the capital, Ouyang Jinse, the mistress of the Jinshui Palace, presented a medical formula to the emperor with the support of the crown prince.
Meanwhile, Tianmen Mountain offered up its spiritual root cultivation base in Yuzhou City.
From then on, the status of Tianmen Mountain in the martial world plummeted. The sect - leader Wen Sirong led the remaining disciples of Tianmen Mountain into full - scale closed - door training.
"Wen Sirong actually did this?" Zhongli Mingye pondered. From the death of Miao Yunshen, to Song Jinyu's return to the mountain, and then to Wen Sirong ascending to the position of sect - leader.
It seemed as if there was an invisible hand guiding the development of events.
He remembered what Song Jinyu had said last year: Tianmen Mountain just wanted to survive... Was it a case of rising from the ashes? Now, relying on that medical formula, the Jinshui Palace had won the emperor's trust and replaced Tianmen Mountain. Ouyang Jinse was now in high spirits.
How would Song Jinyu take revenge?
"Are you feeling better?"
Startled by his sudden interruption, the pill in Song Jinyu's hand dropped onto the table. Zhongli Mingye picked it up. "I'm better..." She felt a bit uncomfortable. It was a bit embarrassing for a woman's privacy to be known by him.
"Okay..."
Zhongli Mingye let out a soft laugh and stepped forward to embrace her. "It's all my fault..."
Since they got married, Song Jinyu had noticed that Zhongli Mingye was becoming more and more unrestrained with her. "You..."
"You haven't been out for a good stroll for a long time. How about today..." Zhongli Mingye had a rare day off. He took Song Jinyu to a manor outside the capital.
Not long after they arrived at the manor, Song Jinyu met Wen Sirong there. "This..."
She could hardly believe it. Did Zhongli Mingye know what he was doing? Wen Sirong's identity was so sensitive. If the emperor found out, how could he defend himself?
But there was no time to think more. Since Wen Sirong was waiting for her here, there must be something important. Zhongli Mingye stayed far away from them. Song Jinyu was really touched. He must be taking great care of her feelings.
"Congratulations, Princess!" Wen Sirong looked at his junior sister seriously.
She had grown up and got married. Her features were more delicate. Seeing that Prince Yu doted on her so much, he supposed she was living a very comfortable life.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!" Although she had left Tianmen Mountain, Song Jinyu still regarded it as her home.
"The emperor doesn't trust me, but... he still agreed to this matter." Wen Sirong said in a deep voice. "Maybe it's for Master's sake."
Song Jinyu scoffed. "He never shows favor to anyone. It's just that Tianmen Mountain is no longer a threat to him."
"Handing over all the Baicao Halls in the Great Xia Dynasty means cutting off Tianmen Mountain's financial resources."
"Then offering up the spiritual root cultivation base. There's no more support left..."
Wen Sirong let out a soft sigh. Standing there like a graceful and noble gentleman, he said, "All that's left of Tianmen Mountain is just its people!"
Wen Sirong smiled. "The power of the Jinshui Palace is on the rise. With Ouyang Jinse in the front to take the heat, it will be easier for us to act."
"Of course, but..." Song Jinyu looked at Wen Sirong seriously. "Senior Brother, remember to root out all external forces in Tianmen Mountain."
"We can rebuild the Baicao Halls. After all, as a sect with a history of hundreds of years, we have the foundation. We don't have to worry about making a comeback!" Moreover, in these three years, Tianmen Mountain would go deep among the people. Those who won the hearts of the people would win the world. If its influence grew, it would gain more initiative.
"Senior Brother, I'm looking forward to the prosperous era of Tianmen Mountain you'll create!" Song Jinyu smiled. Wen Sirong seemed to see Miao Yunshen in her.
At first, he didn't understand why Master had valued Song Jinyu. It was not until the crisis of Tianmen Mountain broke out that Wen Sirong witnessed Song Jinyu handling things with ease and determination. Only then did he realize that the woman he had thought was weak was actually both brave and resourceful.
She gradually led Ouyang Jinse into the trap and gradually brought Tianmen Mountain back from the brink. She was a master at reading people's hearts. If, or even if she had the slightest bit of ambition. I'm afraid the martial world would have changed completely by now.
After seeing Wen Sirong off, Song Jinyu leaned against the pillar of the flower hall in a daze. Suddenly, she felt a bit more relaxed. "In three years... Tianmen Mountain should be able to make a comeback. And there will be no more shackles!"
Zhongli Mingye watched her from afar. He had just arranged for someone to see Wen Sirong off. Although he didn't know Song Jinyu's revenge plan, protecting Tianmen Mountain was the right direction.
"Your... Majesty..."
In the Yanxue Palace, Concubine Xue's charming voice lingered in the hall. "Your servant is so uncomfortable..." Her watery eyes looked at the emperor.
Outside the main hall, Eunuch Li had been on guard for three hours. He couldn't help but sigh. Concubine Xue was really amazing. Since the emperor entered, he hadn't come out yet.
The commotion inside had never stopped.
The spiritual medicine refined by the last sect - leader Miao was really potent. Compared to before, the emperor was in better physical condition.
"The weather is hot now. If it were autumn, the scenery here would be even better."
Holding Song Jinyu's hand, the two strolled around the manor. Song Jinyu was in a much better mood. "Thank you..."
"We're husband and wife. Saying thank you makes us seem like strangers." Zhongli Mingye looked at her seriously. "I wish you could be as innocent and carefree as before."
"..." Was she really that innocent before?
She gave Zhongli Mingye a strange look. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "Before, did you think I was very innocent?"
"At least you were happy..."
"You never had a worried look on your brow." Zhongli Mingye stroked her brow. "Maybe you didn't have so many troubles before." Song Jinyu dodged his hand. She lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look. In the sunlight, his eyes were so intense. She had nowhere to escape.
"By the way, how did you know Wen Sirong was coming?" Song Jinyu always thought Zhongli Mingye was busy with government affairs every day and had no time to pay attention to Tianmen Mountain.
Zhongli Mingye looked at her amusedly. "When have I not cared about your affairs? So... is it strange that I knew he was coming?"