This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

"Death? Of course I fear death, but Your Majesty... there are things in this world far more precious than death..."

"Your Majesty, I humbly request that you rescind your decree. If Your Majesty does so, I will pledge my life to serve you and help you resolve this national crisis."

"Bang..."

With a loud bang, the emperor slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

Pointing at Wang Yangming, he angrily said:

"To resolve the national crisis? Who do you think you are? You think you can make the Dali army retreat just by writing a few policy essays? Arrogant..."

"Guards, seize this traitor..."

Upon hearing the emperor's order, the imperial guards outside the imperial study immediately surrounded the room.

The Prince of Jin was greatly alarmed upon seeing this and hurriedly said:

"Father, Wang Yangming only lost his mind for a moment. Considering that he achieved the highest honors in the imperial examinations, creating a legendary tale, I beg you to be lenient with him..."

The emperor was furious and said sternly:

"Such a treacherous minister, daring to defy me for a woman, even if he possesses immense talent, he will surely become a scourge in the future. Seize him..."

The imperial guards immediately surrounded Wang Yangming, intending to capture him.

At this moment, Wang Yangming went completely mad, no longer caring about the emperor's dignity. His inner energy suddenly erupted, and the imperial guards who had surrounded him were sent flying.

Upon seeing this, the emperor was even more enraged.

"Traitorous subject, are you plotting a rebellion? Where is Minister Wei?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a general clad in golden armor, as strong as an iron tower, burst into the imperial study in an instant. He stood before the emperor's desk, shielding the emperor behind him, his resolute face framed by hawk-like eyes fixed intently on Wang Yangming.

This man was the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards and the emperor's most trusted personal bodyguard.

He is rumored to be a Grandmaster at the peak of the sixth realm, known as the number one expert in the Great Zhao Kingdom.

Wang Yangming knew that he was powerless against this person.

However, he never intended to harm the emperor.

He had already anticipated the current situation before coming to the palace.

Although disappointed, there is still a way out.

Wang Yangming had somehow acquired a yellow talisman in his hand.

This is the Five Elements Escape Talisman that his senior brother gave him before they parted.

My senior brother said that with this talisman, one can travel more than ten miles in an instant.

With the help of a matching sub-talent, one can determine the direction and escape precisely.

Wang Yangming, the son of the Five Elements Escape Talisman, had long ago placed it in the Xianping Prince's Mansion.

Wang Yangming's gaze swept sadly over the Emperor, over the Prince of Jin, and over everyone in the Imperial Study.

Finally, he looked up at the sky and laughed, his laughter filled with endless sorrow and helplessness.

"In the mighty Zhao Dynasty, the court is filled with scheming and despicable people."

"Born of the prince, the heir apparent of the empire, he has no interest in strengthening the country and enriching the people, but only in vying for power and profit."

Wang Yangming has gone all out.

Finally, he pointed at the emperor and shouted angrily:

"As the emperor, he was incapable of governing the country and indulged his sons in factional strife and attacks on dissidents, which led to a chaotic and corrupt court."

"In the end, you even have to make a woman sacrifice herself for your incompetence."

"Such a great man should have died young..."

Upon hearing this, an incredulous look appeared on the faces of Prince Jin, the Imperial Guards, and even the Imperial Guard Commander who had reached the sixth level of perfection.

How can there be such an audacious person in this world? Daring to so vehemently criticize the emperor?

"Wang Yangming, you're courting death! I will exterminate you and your entire royal family..."

"Kill him..."

The commander of the Imperial Guards regained his senses and immediately prepared to take action.

The Prince of Jin immediately stepped aside, all the fear in his eyes vanishing, replaced by a thoughtful and calculated expression.

"I wonder if that grandmaster from Anyi County will fly into a rage for his disciple?"

Just when everyone thought Wang Yangming was doomed, they heard him speak quickly:

"By order of Daoist Qingfeng, activate the Shield Technique..."

The yellow talisman in his hand suddenly burst forth with a blinding light.

The Imperial Guard commander, who was about to make a move, thought it was some kind of martial arts technique and instinctively stopped to defend himself.

However, when the bright light faded, the spot where Wang Yangming had just stood was already empty.

That brilliant scholar who dared to point his finger at the emperor and curse him vanished into thin air...

Everyone was stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

Even the emperor was filled with astonishment at this moment.

Even ghosts can't just disappear like that.

In this sacred imperial palace, what kind of ghosts or monsters would dare to appear so brazenly?

After regaining his senses, he roared in fury:

"Find him, even if we have to turn the entire capital upside down."

The imperial guards received their orders and departed with a sense of unease and anxiety.

Wang Yangming's method of disappearing into thin air was truly bizarre.

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Inside Jiang Ping'an's boudoir in the Xianping Prince's Mansion, because she had already given up, the palace maids and nannies dared not enter without permission and could only leave the room and stand guard outside.

At this moment, only Jiang Ping'an and his maid Qing'er were in the room.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a figure materialized.

Jiang Ping'an was shocked. Only after recognizing Wang Yangming did he put down his short sword and quickly walk over.

"You...how could you..."

Jiang Ping'an looked shocked and asked in confusion.

Wang Yangming shook his head and said:

"There's no time to explain now. I just went to the palace and met with the Emperor. His Majesty... is unwilling to retract his decree..."

Jiang Ping'an's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he said with relief:

"I had already guessed it. Given my uncle's temperament, he would never change the imperial decree for my sake unless there was a greater benefit involved."

Wang Yangming remained silent for a moment, then looked into Jiang Ping'an's eyes and said in an extremely solemn tone:

"Ping An, I promised you I would marry you."

"Even now, this promise remains unchanged."

"But you still have a choice. If you obey the imperial decree and go to Dali for a marriage alliance, you can at least survive."

"But if you come with me..."

Before Wang Yangming could finish speaking, a not-so-soft finger was placed in front of his mouth.

Jiang Ping'an looked at Wang Yangming with tenderness in his eyes and smiled gently:

"If you don't come today, even if I go to Dali with the marriage alliance, I will have no intention of living if Dali withdraws its troops."

"But now that you've come... I have only one wish."

The two locked eyes, their gazes fixed on each other, oblivious to everyone else.

"My only wish is to stay with my beloved through life and death, never to be separated from him..."

Even if I die ten thousand times, I... will have no regrets...

If Wang Yangming's previous fame was merely for a promise, a responsibility as a man...

But now, he is truly in love.

What more could a man ask for than to have such a beautiful woman so devoted to him?

Wang Yangming looked at Jiang Ping'an with deep emotion, but his hand reached out and grabbed at the long sword that was placed on the shelf not far away.

The longsword was drawn and landed in Wang Yangming's hand.

A flash of sword light, and it sliced ​​through the palm.

Wang Yangming took out a unique talisman, and with a bloodstain from his palm on it, the talisman immediately emitted a series of dazzling golden lights and floated motionless in mid-air.

A gentleman's promise is greater than heaven.

Although his marriage to Jiang Ping'an began with a ridiculous farce, Wang Yangming would never break his promise since he had promised to marry her.

Even if it meant losing his official position or his life, he would not hesitate.

However, offending the emperor would likely implicate the Wang family, who lived far away in Anyi County.

And Mr. Wang was Wang Yangming's last resort.

Sir, you are an immortal. If you wish, you can surely protect the Wang family.

Wang Yangming led Jiang Ping'an to kneel down before the talisman.

Using blood as a catalyst and the mind as a guide, a message is sent across thousands of miles.