From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 301 Director Ao Qi: A Glance That Lasts a Thousand Years

"and many more!"

As Ao Qian pondered this, he looked at the delicate Sima face and forced a smile.

The person who came was none other than the Dragon Lady of the Jing River, who was also his wife and the sister of the Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Yan.

He, Ao Qian, the Dragon King of the Jing River, is the brother-in-law of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and also the uncle of the White Dragon.

"So, I am Director Qi, still Director Qi without a mistress!"

The shadow cast by Sima Yi's face before him was too great, causing a flood of unpleasant memories to rush back.

Ao Qian was not originally surnamed Ao. He was originally a wild dragon from the West Sea. What does "wild dragon" mean?

It's a demonic dragon that's not part of the official organization and only knows its mother, not its father.

Its mother was not a dragon, but a large serpent from the depths of the Western Sea. As for why the serpent would give birth to a dragon...

Dragons are inherently silver, those who know, know.

In the Western Sea, and even the Four Seas, there are countless wild dragons and demonic dragons like him, and nobody cares about them. Anyway, the Four Seas are big enough to hold them all.

The tables in Heaven and the various celestial palaces are long enough to accommodate everyone's food.

The reason he was able to stand out was not because of any particular ability, but because of eight words.

Handsome face, well-endowed and skilled in bed!
This needs no further explanation.

He was first selected as a guard of the West Sea Dragon Palace, and later he was favored by Ao Yan and became the brother-in-law of the West Sea Dragon King. Relying on this nepotistic relationship, he became the current Jinghe Dragon King.

From a small demon dragon, he rose to become the governor of the eight rivers and the rain god, which can be said to be extremely glorious. At least in the demon dragon circle of the West Sea, he can be considered a small legend.

But honestly, the relationship between husband and wife is like drinking water; only the person drinking knows whether it's hot or cold.

Ao Yan was originally a princess of the West Sea and the younger sister of the Dragon King. She was very arrogant and domineering by nature, which led to a situation where the man was weak and the woman was strong after their marriage. Over time, Ao Qian's already little affection for her was worn away. Of the eight words he relied on for success, only the first four remained. The last four words were still there, but they were no longer effective in front of Ao Yan.

As time went on, Ao Yan's temper became increasingly irritable, and she always wore a stern face. Ao Qian found this stern face irritating and lost all interest in her...

I want to go out and have some fun, but I don't have the guts, so life is getting worse and worse.

Another point is that although he is the Dragon King of the Jing River and governs the eight rivers, making him one of the righteous gods of the Heavenly Court, his position is worlds apart from that of the West Sea. The Dragon Palace of the Four Seas is the natural ruler of all aquatic creatures in the world, and Ao Yan's identity is not a secret. Therefore, in the Jing River Dragon Palace, Ao Yan's words carry much more weight than Ao Qian's. Most of the people in the Dragon Palace are Ao Yan's confidants. To put it bluntly, he has long been sidelined by Ao Yan.

He even secretly suspected that Ao Yan might have been behind the Jinghe Dragon King's fate in the original story, given the relationship between the West Sea and Buddhism...

However, considering Ao Yan's intelligence, it doesn't seem likely; she was probably being manipulated.

Didn't you see that your little nephew, the White Dragon, later became a Bodhisattva?

"What brings you here, Madam?" He was as cautious and discreet as ever.

"Why did I come? If I hadn't come, it wouldn't be long before your title of Jinghe Dragon King would be changed to that of a coward."

“What are you saying, Madam? Yuan Shoucheng was able to know the contents of the imperial edict in advance, so he is obviously not an ordinary person. Such a person cannot stay in Chang’an City every day. In time, he will leave on his own. Why bother to provoke him?”

"You are the Dragon King of the Jing River, the master of the aquatic creatures of the Jing River. Are you just going to stand by and watch these aquatic creatures be harmed by humans, and do nothing about it? Aren't you afraid that the Jing River Dragon Palace will become disloyal and alienated?"

"What does Madam mean?!"

"In any case, things can't go on like this. I think the strategist's suggestion is good. We should smash his stall and drive him out of Chang'an City, and that will be the end of it."

“Madam, you are mistaken!” Ao Qian looked at Sima’s face, unsure whether she truly thought so or was influenced by someone, but his tone was very firm.

"No matter the reason, as the Dragon God of Imperial Decree, I cannot disobey the Great Heavenly Venerable's decree. Whatever time he commands, that's the time; whatever amount of rain he commands, that's the amount. Not a single drop can be missed." Upon hearing this, Ao Yan immediately objected, "You, Ao Qian, what a boastful tone! Have you forgotten your status, the Dragon God of Imperial Decree? If it weren't for my brother, would you be here in the Jing River, using his power to bully others? You really think you're someone important! Let me tell you, this matter is done whether you like it or not!"

"This is supposed to be Journey to the West, but it's turning into a version of The Return of the Dragon King!" Ao Qian found it utterly absurd. How come Ao Yan's appearance and attitude were exactly like the villainous female lead in those short versions of The Return of the Dragon King that he had watched before he transmigrated? Could it really be that art imitates life?

“This is something that absolutely cannot be done,” Ao Qian sighed. “I will find another way to deal with Yuan Shoucheng, but it is absolutely unacceptable to disobey the Great Heavenly Venerable’s decree. We, the righteous gods of the Heavenly Court, should act in accordance with Heaven. How can we openly do such a thing against Heaven? Madam, are you confused?”

"You're the one who's confused." Ao Yan's tone turned sharp. "You don't need to worry about this. I'll handle it." With that, she turned and left without waiting for Ao Qian's response.

"Was she knocked unconscious by the aura of robbery?"

Ao Qian narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe it was an act. Although Ao Yan came from a noble family, she wasn't very intelligent. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been taken advantage of by Ao Qian, a man from a poor background.

Born into a noble family, possessing certain beauty, and naturally arrogant and domineering, if she is truly bewitched by the aura of robbery, she will be a real handful!

For example, if she were to confine herself to her own bed tomorrow and go about her own business, do you think the blame should be placed on her or on him?
That scoundrel Ao Run will definitely push him out!
Therefore, we cannot give her this opportunity.

Having thought this through, he seemed to have made up his mind, "Someone, bring me my official seal and edict."

"what?"

Li Dazai, standing to the side, was taken aback, his gaze somewhat blank, unsure whether he was genuinely stupid or feigning ignorance.

"I said, bring me my seal!"

Ao Qian's expression hardened, and his voice deepened, revealing a chilling killing intent.

Li Taizai shuddered and dared not say a word. He immediately went to retrieve Ao Qian's seal.

He believed that if he didn't do as Ao Qian said now, he would be the next one to die.

He was puzzled as to why the Jinghe Dragon King in front of him seemed like a completely different person.
Fake?
Impossible. If it were fake, there would be no way he would be allowed to retrieve the seal.

A moment later, Grand Tutor Li, accompanied by two shrimp soldiers and crab generals, one carrying the seal of the Jing River Dragon King and the other carrying the imperial edict, entered the hall.

"Raise the tray, offer incense!"

"what are you up to?"

A moment later, everything was ready, and Ao Qian burned incense and prayed. Just then, a scream rang in his ears, "Ao Qian, what are you doing?"

Ao Qian ignored her, and their eyes met. Ao Yan clearly saw the disdain and mockery in Ao Qian's eyes.

After a glance, Ao Qian, his face solemn, bowed to the incense and said, "Your subject, by imperial decree, the Eight Rivers Commander, the Dragon King of the Jing River, pays homage to the Supreme Heavenly Sage, the Greatly Compassionate and Benevolent Jade Emperor, the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, the Mysterious Firmament God. Today, the sorcerer Yuan from Chang'an City..."

Bang!
With a loud crash, the altar containing the Jade Emperor's seal and offerings was kicked over and scattered on the ground, along with the Jade Emperor's gold plaque, the Dragon King's seal, and other offerings.

"Ao Qian, how dare you submit a memorial to the emperor without authorization!" Ao Yan's scream echoed in the hall, but received no response.

The hall was as quiet as if someone had died.

"As expected, she has been blinded by the aura of the calamity!" Seeing Ao Yan's various behaviors, Ao Qian understood that she was not part of the conspiracy, or rather, she was just another victim.

Just like the offerings scattered throughout this hall.

"Ao Yan, how dare you! Guards, take her away!"

The silence lasted less than a second before Ao Qian's roar echoed through the hall. He stepped forward, embraced the fallen Jade Emperor's golden tablet, and looked grief-stricken, as if he had lost his parents.

"Take this disrespectful shrew away and await further instructions!"

(End of this chapter)