Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 290 I Confiscated My Entire Family's Property and the Princess's Ascension to the Throne
'The patriarch has been arrested?'

Fang Can looked at the civil and military officials present and said, "Since the Wan family has offended me, it's too easy for one of their heads to die."

“I had previously made a deal with them. The Wan family would hand over half of their assets, and for every month that was delayed, the interest would increase by 5%.”

"Two months have passed, and I still haven't received the Wan family's property. Can someone go and urge them for me?" Fang Can asked in a calm tone.

"Reporting to Lord Fang, this humble servant is willing to go," a second-tier cultivator stepped forward with a fawning smile on his face.

"Oh, who is this?" Fang Can asked in surprise.

“I am Sun Bailiao, and I have risen to the position of Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. I have been promoted by Wan Mingxuan, the Commissioner of the Court of State Affairs. Now is the time to repay him.”

"That Wan family head is your teacher? Is this how you repay him?" Fang Can found it somewhat ridiculous.

Facing the disdainful glances of the court officials, Sun Bailiao spoke with an air of righteousness:

"That's exactly why I often tell others to cultivate good relationships when they're away from home, and to maintain a good family tradition so that the younger generation doesn't make big mistakes."

"Now that the Wan family has committed such a heinous act, it is time for me, a junior, to step in and set things right. I am willing to serve Lord Fang like a slave and lead the way in confiscating the Wan family's property. I beg Young Hero Fang's permission."

As he spoke, Sun Bailiao knelt down again and begged, his shamelessness inspiring contempt in the surrounding court officials.

But some people felt they knelt down too late and didn't get a chance!

"Well... well, what a shameless person." Looking at the other person's current appearance, Fang Can clapped his hands in admiration.

"Lord Fang, you flatter me. My loyalty is as clear as day, and my admiration for you is as boundless as the surging river!" the second man said sincerely.

"Since that's the case, it's time to show your loyalty. Just like the Wan family, 60% of your Sun family's assets will be confiscated," Fang Can said slowly, leaving everyone stunned.

Upon hearing this, Sun Bailiao was only slightly taken aback, then his face lit up with joy as he repeatedly kowtowed, saying:

“That is only right. I have long wanted to offer up all my wealth, but I have never had the opportunity. Thank you, Lord Fang, for confiscating my entire family’s property! I request to do it myself without having anyone else do it.”

'This guy is really... shameless, he's just jumping on the bandwagon.'

Fang Can was somewhat speechless, but since that was the case, giving the other party a chance wouldn't hurt, so he gently raised his head and agreed.

Seeing how happily the other party confiscated his entire family after accepting the order, even Fang Can had to admit that he was quite a character!

After that shameless man finished his court session, Fang Can looked at the remaining people and said:

“I seem to remember… the emperor of Dayan hasn’t been chosen yet. While I have the time, let’s call out the candidates right away, and I’ll pick one to be the emperor.”

"This..." After a brief silence, everyone obediently agreed to Fang Can's words.

While agreeing, the courtiers secretly wondered to themselves, "Those candidates are all princesses, what if...?"

Before long, despite all the speculation in their minds, the seven princess candidates soon entered the court, led by their beautiful daughters.

According to previous customs, only members of the royal bloodline who did not practice martial arts could be elected as the Emperor of Dayan. However, most men could not resist the temptation of practicing martial arts, resulting in only princesses being among the current candidates.

Looking at this group of beautiful and charming descendants of the former Great Yan Divine Lord, they all stared at him with nervous eyes.

Since none of the princesses present were practicing cultivation, the live stream continued as far as they could see, and as a result, the characters from the live stream actually came into reality.

On one side is a young man sitting high on the throne in reality, and on the other side is an ability user competing with a fourth-tier power user in a live broadcast. Who wouldn't be afraid of that?

Fang Can glanced at the group and immediately spotted a familiar face. He pointed and said, "It's her!" Following Fang Can's finger, they saw a young woman with eyebrows like distant mountains shrouded in mist and eyes like autumn water. Immediately, all the court officials knew it was her.

The girl Fang Can pointed out was Jiang Qilan, a girl he had met once before coming to the capital.

For a moment, the other princesses looked at the princess who had been chosen with either envy or jealousy.

Suddenly becoming the focus of the court, Jiang Qilan subconsciously took a step back, her eyes filled with confusion as she asked, "Me, the emperor?"

"That's right, are you interested?" Fang Can asked in a solicitous tone.

“But… I don’t know how to manage a country,” Jiang Qilan said hesitantly, her slender, pale fingers unconsciously gripping the corner of her dress.

Fang Can was amused by these words.

The skills that lower-level workers need to know are varied and numerous, but what special abilities do leaders need? As long as they don't mess things up, they've already surpassed 60% of leaders.

"It doesn't matter. Dayan lacks everything except people. The late emperor has been dead for several months, but there has been no chaos among the people of Dayan. The local areas are still governed as before."

Fang Can said briefly, "They don't expect an ordinary person like you to achieve anything. Any court official who ascends to heaven is more efficient than a thousand mortals."

"After you ascend to the throne, you can do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and I will assist you from the side. How about it, are you interested?"

Looking into the intense gaze of the young man before her, she couldn't utter the words that threatened to retreat.

The girl then calmed her pounding heart and nodded gently amidst the onlookers.

With the girl's agreement, the new empress of Dayan was thus decided in such a hasty manner, and no courtier dared to object.

As Fang Can said, an empress without martial arts skills has no impact on governance.

Moreover, all the courtiers who dared to resist had already been killed by King Yineng in the first round of selection.

Looking at the future princess of Dayan, Fang Can smiled and stepped down from the throne, gesturing for Jiang Qilan to come up and speak.

As her heartbeat quickened, Jiang Qilan sat on the dragon throne amidst the gazes of the assembled court officials.

Even now, Jiang Qilan still felt a sense of unreality, like a dream: 'How did I become the emperor?'

Seeing the somewhat dazed girl, Fang Can stood aside and looked down at the court officials below, saying imperiously, "Do I need to remind you? Quickly pay your respects to the Emperor, what are you all standing there for!"

As she finished speaking, Jiang Qilan looked down at the court officials who were bowing down with the utmost devotion, as if a mountain of gold had been pushed aside or a jade pillar had been toppled.

Even his sisters and elders, including Prince Qing, began to bow and pay their respects.

The girl knew in her heart that these people were worshipping Fang Can rather than her, and they were afraid of the boy beside them.

Fang Can's light laughter came from the side: "Your Majesty, from now on you can exercise your power, and do almost anything you want?"

'Can I do whatever I want?'

Feeling the lingering warmth from where the boy had just been, the girl turned her head and looked at the handsome boy in front of her, a thought rising in her mind.

'What if her first order upon taking office is to have this young man beside her warm her bed? Is that even possible?'

(End of this chapter)