The Emperor of the Three Realms

chapter 5

What does it mean to receive a carved dragon medal from the supreme ruler of a kingdom?    

This meant that Jiang Chen could freely enter and exit the palace.    

If this child really healed the princess, then she would be the king's darling and a sign of good luck. He will enjoy the love and goodwill of the king. Who in this kingdom would not treat him with all respect?    

Jiang Chen only followed the situation and expectations of the audience gathered as he knelt down and received the carved dragon medallion. To be honest, as the son of the revered Celestial Emperor in his past life, he really could not force himself to bend his knees before an ordinary king.    

He would naturally not reject something that put aside the need to prostrate to a king.    

And of course, one had to make some sort of statement when he received the gift. He patted his chest and declared, “Your Highness, your humble folk do not make empty jokes. I will only say this, if there is an accident that befalls His Majesty due to my inability in curing him, then your humble subordinates will join the princess in death.”    

There are many beautiful words and sentences to express loyalty, but nothing is more straightforward than that sentence. Can't cure it? Then I'll die with him!    

This is a great act that involves a family life of its own!    

Of all the nobles under the heavens, who possessed this kind of spirit; this much loyalty?    

At that moment, even Jiang Chen was almost touched by his stunning appearance.    

A show that can even touch the hearts of its players naturally conquers others.    

The nobles and high officials accompanying Eastern Lu were also secretly shocked. Who would have thought the heir to Jiang Han had such a spirit. Like a father like a son. Tiger fathers will not give birth to puppies.    

Even the crowd of Duke Tianshui felt that if their position was reversed, they would not have the strength of this character.    

Jiang Chen's appearance was not over. He continued, “Your Majesty, the gods have further guidance. Today's events must remain confidential, and not a single word has been leaked. It is first to avoid insulting the gods, and secondly to safeguard the reputation of His Majesty.”    

If word gets out, tonight's hilarious incident might damage Eastern Lu's reputation. After all, watching Duke slap himself was not a dignified thing to witness.    

And of course, the most important thing was to avoid insulting the gods. If someone were to leak his secret and anger the gods, who then blamed Eastern Zhiruo, then the situation would be very bad.    

Eastern Lu ordered without hesitation, “There is not a single word regarding today's events that will be spoken of after leaving this room. Anyone who does that is against the Eastern royal family!”    

Thankfully, not many people were present. Excluding the people related to the Duke of Jiang Han, the people accompanying the king numbered only six or seven.    

They were all cunning foxes in politics and knew that the king was a very serious person. If even a little bit of this matter were to spread, then their entire lives would be at stake.    

Not to mention that their appearance today was not the most ideal; their reputation would fall along with the king's reputation if any gossip was circulating.    

Jiang Chen frightened the nobles sillyly on behalf of the gods, like a fox borrowing the ferocity of a tiger, especially with regards to his desire to remain under the radar.    

He did not want the people of this country to view him as a strange creature if this was revealed!    

Eastern Lu was very touched and uttered a rare sentence filled with emotion as he clasped Jiang Feng's hand, “Duke Jian Han, your loyalty and the loyalty of your son are very heartwarming.”    

Jiang Feng could only smile wryly. His son was brave enough to face two people, and fortunately, he was able to handle this situation well. If he protested otherwise, he would create unnecessary trouble. He could only grumble inwardly.    

“Basic kid, you're having fun. You better not screw it up. Whatever it is, you are my son. If things go badly, your parents will step in and take a hit for you no matter how bad things get    

Jiang Feng's mental state had calmed down a little after the emotional and situational rollercoaster he had just experienced.    

They say that a long-suffering patient will be a doctor for his illness. Jiang Chen in the past had been plagued by his yin constitution since birth, and thus naturally had done a lot of research in this area.    

Of course, with his current state, it was simply impossible to refine a Sun Moon pill like his past father had. What a stupid piece of shit to think of doing that.    

The Sun Moon Pill was a medicine that violated its natural properties in giving more life to its users. Even the Celestial Emperor had exhausted his spiritual energy and sacrificed several years of his life in order to successfully purify him.    

It was possible that not a single ingredient needed to refine a Sun Moon pill existed in this world. Even if they did, there was absolutely no way anyone could expend as much resources as the Celestial Emperor had to concoct the pill.    

So the Sun Moon pill was impossible to do, but there were medicines that mimicked the effects of the Sun Moon pill. Even if they could only offer one-tenth of a thousand of what the Sun Moon pill could do, it was enough to extend one's life by a hundred years.    

Remember, Jiang Chen in the past had taken the Sun Moon pill and lived millions of years. He was almost immortal if not for that natural disaster.    

With the situation that Eastern Zhiruo was in, it was impossible for him to live for millions of years; even if the Celestial Emperor rose from the dead.    

But to help him live another eighty or a hundred years, that Jiang Chen could do, and in more ways than one.    

However, Jiang Chen had no intention of doing that at once. If he quickly resolved the matter of Eastern Zhiruo with little effort, then Eastern Lu's gratitude would disappear easily.    

The hearts and minds of kings and emperors are constant and changeable. Peacefully coexisting in the long run is never followed by gratitude in the short term.    

Jiang Chen needed time, and with enough time, he was not even willing to worry about the ruler of an ordinary kingdom.    

Therefore, he decided to do it slowly and steadily. After all, the only thing he needed to accomplish was to prolong the princess' life.    

This way, he would not only gain the extra time he needed, but also obtain an invisible layer of protection.    

Anyone who wanted to make trouble for the Royal Highness' exclusive physician had to first decide whether they were able to bear the consequences of the king's anger.    

Jiang Chen held many deep and flowery conversations with the visitors before finally agreeing to take care of the princess in three days. Only then did the crowd leave.    

But then it was the fat Xuan who approached with a sad face, “Brother Chen, you are too ruthless. You should have given your brother a hint. The illustrated version of the Worldly Sajadah is the last of its kind, and is now burned out. What will I do on those long, lonely nights now?”    

“And that ten thousand silver banknote, it's original.”    

Fatty laughed and scratched his head, “I'm not done yet. It was the original Hall of the Nine Underworlds production, I spent five silvers on it.”    

The Hall of the Nine Underworlds was a respectable shop that specialized in printing paper money to burn for the dead.    

The fatty's face trembled twice in pain as he spoke of the five silvers.    

All fat people are very stingy, asking them to take money out of their pockets is as painful as bleeding for them.    

“Brother Chen, I can put ten thousand silver coins behind us. But that copy of the Worldly Sajadah was really the last one.”    

“Let it behind us? I forgot before you brought it up. Fat bastard, when are you going to return that ten thousand silver you borrowed?” Jiang Chen laughed as he spoke.    

“Eh? Brother Chen, what are you saying? You were too convincing when you pretended to be dead, I fully believed you. I cried too hard because of my heartbreak and hurt my eardrum. I can't hear very well now. No, no, this is not gonna work, I have to go find a doctor. Brother Chen, rest up and I'll come back to see you..”    

Fatty had already slipped out before his final sentence was delivered.    

Other than the fatty Xuan, Hubing Yue and Yang Zong were good friends with Jiang Chen.    

Seeing the fat Xuan had escaped, Hubing Yue spoke briefly with Jiang Chen and parted as well.    

Yang Zong wanted to give an explanation, but in the end did not say anything after Jiang Chen patted his shoulder. He's gone too.    

When everyone had left, only Jiang's father and son were left in the hall.    

Jiang Feng unsheathed his sword without saying a word. A brilliant cold light shone with a shake of his wrist, and the black wooden coffin that occupied the center of the hall immediately broke into shards of wood.    

“Come, someone cleaned it up and took it to burn. Clean this shit air!” Words alone could not describe how excited Jiang Feng was to get back his son whom he thought he had lost.    

On the other hand, Jiang Chen looked at his father with a small smile, “Daddy, do you not have anything to ask me?”    

“Hahaha,” Jiang Feng laughed out loud and patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder. “You are my son, I will bear the consequences whatever you do!”    

It made Jiang Chen speechless. This father is very lacking in principles.    

But we should know that the previous Jiang Chen in this body was almost the same as the one that could not be repaired. If he really dies, then only one line needs to be written as a tombstone: Here lies a nobleman who does everything but his duty.    

Small accidents every three days, major disasters every five days.    

Jiang Feng had almost forgotten how many times he had cleaned his son.    

Of course, that does not mean this child does not have any positive traits on him. At least he is loyal and has the least dependence. Otherwise, he would not have a group of never-successful people around him calling him their leader.    

In short, it was hard to find anything positive to say about Jiang Chen. It would be easier to find a needle in a haystack. But to identify some of its weaknesses is innumerable and easy to determine.    

It was fine if the special children of the noble family had some character flaws. But the child's biggest failure was that he was so lazy to practice!    

“Ai, what a person who does not appreciate what he has,” Jiang Chen must admit to it when he finishes sifting through the memories of the previous person. Jiang Chen was completely lost.    

Parents are unconditionally supportive, and the potential is not too bad. He was born with a golden spoon in his mouth in the Eastern Kingdom.    

But among his friends, this person was among the last in his class.    

As the inheritors of each rank of a duke, they were unable to stay in the royal capital. They should be in their own territory.    

The heirs and rulers of each rank of a duke had gathered to participate in the Hidden Dragon Trials held every year.    

There were 108 dukes in the Eastern Kingdom, but the ruler of this dukedom was not carved in stone. The Hidden Dragon Trials held every twenty years were a test for the designated heirs.    

Only if the heir successfully passed the Hidden Dragon Trials would he be allowed to maintain command over the rank of a duke, territory, and family legacy.    

If he fails, the family must relinquish control, their land is confiscated, and their property is revoked. They would go back to being a wealthy family without power or prestige.    

If they became a family without power or influence, then their collapse and death would be very likely. Just as monkeys scatter when trees are uprooted, it is certain that their influence will diminish, and humans will leave their families.    

After all, losing the rank of a duke meant that the family had lost all power and many sources of income. The family had to survive their savings, and it was not enough to feed an army of subordinates and guards.    

The royal family would also not allow those who had lost the rank of a duke to develop and grow stronger than the current dukes.    

The Hidden Dragon Trials were quite long as they lasted for three years.    

At the end of the three years there will be an inheritance ceremony in the capital for heirs who successfully pass the test. This meant that the power of a duchy and its territory was retained for the next twenty years.    

And after twenty years, representatives of the new generation had to be sent to participate in the Hidden Dragon Trials.    

The purpose of the Hidden Dragon Trials was to ensure that each rank of a duke maintained the situation in developing a large number of talents, and to avoid the cessation of the path of self-development.    

If you can't pass, then you lose the rank of a family duke.    

This is the rule for survival in this world.    

Unostentatious. Directly. Brutalised. Brutalising!