When fate was at its end, it was not because of the rapid development of the outside world that everything would be exhausted. In a big country with countless noble families, if each family could have one person who could serve as a pillar — didn't have to be many, and did not necessarily have to be exceptionally talented, or a master of literary and martial arts, as long as their brain was clear, self-conscious, and knew what to do and what not to do — then with the accumulation of generations, the Yan Wang Party, even with extraordinary abilities, would not be able to climb to their heads.

Fang Qin looked around and sneered. Having nothing else he could say, he left.

Grand Scholar Fang sat up with his eyes lowered, reached out his hand and stroked his beard. "My son is incompetent, how embarrassing."

Next to him, an official no longer able to lift his eyelids from old age said in a low voice: "Second Master is brilliant, but he is still too young and vigorous in the end."

At Fang Qin's age, he could hardly be called ‘young and vigorous’. However, Grand Scholar Fang shook his head meaningfully: "It's true, when Emperor Wu was in power, he was still young, he had not gone through these things, and had less experience. I feel that it is not a bad thing to conceal some things from the younger generations, to avoid making them worry too much.

"The old brothers who pushed the former emperor to the throne are still here, go back and gather your children and grandchildren. Maybe we will still be able to carry this out… But my unfilial son is also right. Tell Imperial Duke Zhao to restrain his recent childish endeavor. If he cannot kill in one move, then why waste the effort? He would only get laughed at."

However, Yan Wang did not give Imperial Duke Zhao the chance to restrain.

The next day, the Ling Shu Institute announced that the steam train had passed various rigorous testing and everything was ready. They sincerely asked Emperor Long An to come see it with his own eyes. Li Feng happily took the Crown Prince with him and rode the train for a while in person. However, before returning to the palace and waiting for the fresh excitement to pass, he received a letter urging for the railway completion from Yao Zhen, which successfully piled up the anxiety in the heart of Emperor Long An.

Piling up until the evening, when the Imperial Censorate brought the last bit of grass to ignite the Emperor's anger.

The Imperial Censorate accused that Imperial Duke Zhao was unjust, conniving his family members to embezzle and plunder the lands from farmers at a low price.