Chapter 102 is too clean, no way!

  "King Chu Yan, haha...Chu Yang, you really have skills!" Wu Xiangxiang covered her small mouth and laughed in front of Chu Yang.

  Whenever she thought of Chu Yang's nickname, Wu Qianqian couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, deep down inside, Wu Qianqian also felt a hint of frustration and a strong sense of admiration.

  Chu Yang, who is one year younger than himself, has achieved a height that he could not have imagined in his dreams. With the power of one person, and with the identity of an unknown origin, he actually became the imperial throne of the Bu Tian Ge!

  It's worth noting that this is a position that his own father, Wu Yunliang, had dreamed of but couldn't achieve after years of hard work; yet Chu Yang achieved all this in just half a month!

  Of course, the father's sect background is different from Chu Yang's solitary nature; Tie Butian won't take risks. But... isn't Chu Yang also from Tianwai Building? Doesn't the prince fear that Chu Yang is a hidden person of Tianwai Building?

  Why be cautious of one's own father but not Chu Yang?

  These were all the things that puzzled Wu Qianqian in her heart, but she wouldn't say them out loud.

  Ever since learning that Chu Yang was coming, then hearing people constantly talk about Chu Yang, and seeing Chu Yang again, she even personally went to invite Chu Yang, and it was with the etiquette of a national guest... At that time, Wu Qianqian felt like she was dreaming, and for this former junior brother, she really admired him extremely.

  Although Wu Qianqian saw every step of Chu Yang's clearly, that was just a post-mortem analysis. If it were someone else at the time, Wu Qianqian would not have believed that there was anyone in this world who could do better than Chu Yang!

  But the subsequent development was even more unexpected by Wu Qianqian. He actually became the emperor in just one night, from the moment he entered the Buxiantai Hall! Then he smoothly integrated the Buxiantai Hall, making everyone including several martial arts masters submit to him!

  Others may not know Chu Yang's true strength, but how could Wu Qianqian not know? Chu Yang, only a warrior's cultivation!

  Warriors, leading a large group of martial artists, martial sects and even martial emperors... unexpectedly no one disobeyed him, and he even became an object of worship...

  This made Wu Qianqian directly dizzy. Moreover, after Chu Yang's deliberate low-key rendering, he had not revealed his martial arts skills and had left everyone with the impression of a 'bookworm who doesn't know martial arts'!

  But what's even more absurd is that these warriors, who are all unruly and unyielding, actually allow this "weak scholar" to lord over them, and instead of being resentful, they become even more devoted and submissive to him.

  Until recently, it got even more absurd. This guy actually became the "Chu Yan Wang" whose name is so feared that even little kids dare not cry at night!

  Wu Qianqian really felt dizzy.

  "Huh? You should be calling me Chu Yuzuo." Chu Yang flipped his eyelids. He could only flip his eyelids, because even in the house, he was still wearing that ferocious mask.

  Doing so is not showing off, but rather having an ulterior motive.

  My current strength is not enough, mystery is necessary. You have to know that sometimes mystery and authority combined together are a great power. People all worship gods, but who has seen gods? If the gods meet people every day... then they are no longer gods...

  Chu Yang is now creating a god, making himself into a god!

  Moreover, Chuyang made an effort to spread the rumor that 'Chu Yanwang is not good at martial arts', although it's unknown how effective it was; but it can numb the enemy to a certain extent. So, if there's danger, the possibility of escaping safely will be very high...

  "Chu Yu Zu? I'll just call you Chu Yan Wang instead." Wu Qianqian sat across from him, tilting her head and smiling, seemingly fascinated by Chu Yang's ferocious mask.

  In fact, Wu Qianqian herself was clear; every time she was in front of Chu Yang, if Chu Yang's mood was good, her own feelings would be relaxed, even if he wore this strange mask, it would make her feel like a spring breeze. But if Chu Yang's mood was heavy, then Wu Qianqian would not dare to laugh so recklessly, even breathing would become tense without realizing it.

  Wu Qianqian didn't know why she felt this way...this kind of feeling.

  "Whatever you want. It's up to you what to call me." Chu Yang lowered his head, continuing to look at the documents in front of him. Right in front of him was a breathtaking beauty, one in ten thousand, with a gentle and elegant demeanor, exuding a fragrance like orchids and musk, but Chu Yang seemed completely unaffected, carefully examining the materials in front of him.

  This gave Wu Qianqian a feeling: this man, no matter where he was, as long as he wanted to calm down, he would definitely be able to!

  Chu Yang's eyes quickly scanned through the documents, then his gaze fixed on one of them, motionless.

  This usually means that Chu Yang has started thinking about the loopholes after reading an official's information, and every time he does this, he always takes a long time to consider.

  Generally, a spy will exhaust all means. In the Iron Cloud Nation with so many people, no one discovered it; this shows how deep its concealment is. Yet Chu Yang wants to find a weakness in a place where countless others can't find any flaws and then make his move.

  The truth is simple to say, but difficult to put into practice!

  Wu Qianqian sat quietly on one side, watching Chu Yang think. This was a clever girl who knew when to tell jokes to make Chu Yang relax and when not to disturb him and needed quietness. Although she had not been in the world for long, relying solely on her intuition as a woman, she did it perfectly.

  This is also one of the reasons why Chu Yang allowed her to stay here.

  Even if there's no ulterior motive, the principle that men and women working together is less tiring still applies universally. Having a lively and beautiful woman in front of you indeed has a certain motivating effect.

  No one wants to lose face in front of a beauty, and Chu Yang is no exception.

  Tang Xinseng, 37 years old this year, Shangshu Shilang, Tieyun City Prefect, is a clean and honest official. He entered the government at the age of 19 and was steadily promoted. He has served as... During his tenure, he had an excellent reputation...

  Wu Luo Zhi, 38 years old this year, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites... slightly corrupt, but still quite diligent in his official duties...

  Qian Qi, 37 years old this year, is the vice minister of the Ministry of War... He has extraordinary willpower and was once a general. He had led his soldiers to plunder the Pingding Pass of Zhao.

  Zhou Zhijun, ... has a good reputation as an official...

  After finishing an official's information, Chuyang pondered for a moment, then picked up another official's information...

  After a long time, he put away the dozen or so documents he had read and felt that these people seemed to have no problems. Wanting to put it aside, but still vaguely feeling that he had missed something, he carefully looked through it again, but still didn't find anything...

  Chu Yang raised his chin, thinking deeply, but still felt bewildered and had no clue. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

  "Chu Yang, you're going to investigate one official after another, how many more can you investigate? Don't tell me that in your eyes, there isn't a single good official in this world?" Wu Qianqian also looked at the materials Chu Yang had investigated and asked when she saw him seemingly finishing up.

  Chu Yang's eyebrows suddenly jumped at these words. He stared steadily at Wu Qianqian, his eyes shining with a hint of excitement...

  "Ah-ha!" Chu Yang finally remembered where the problem lay. Wu Qianqian's previous sentence had reminded him!

  "Are there really no good officials in the world?" Chu Yang muttered to himself, a smile spreading across his face: "That's right, Wu Shifu, you've really reminded me and helped me out of a tight spot!"

  "Help you a great deal?" Wu Qianqian asked bewilderedly, having no idea how she was helping him.

  "What's good about being an official?" Chu Yang let out a cold hum, his eyes fixed on the file of Tang Xinsheng. The problem was: this Tang Xinsheng was just too clean!

  Too clean, no good!

  He was diligent in his official duties, and whether he was promoted or demoted, he remained unchanged, without complaint or regret. He had a strong sense of justice and integrity, and as the Vice Minister of the Imperial Secretariat and the Magistrate of Iron Cloud Prefecture, he still tilled the land to make a living. He wore simple clothes, ate plain food, and used the silver he saved to help the poor...

  As a fourth-grade official, his wife was still weaving and his son was still farming! His son had the ability to take the imperial examination, but he cut off his son's path to success with the reason that 'if the father is an official, then the son will also be an official, even if not corrupt, will naturally become so; it is enough for one person in a family to work for the welfare of the people.'

  It means that if I, your father, become a high-ranking official, you can take the imperial examination and get a good title. Even if you don't have real abilities, others will still look at my face and directly recruit you. Such a title is not as good as none. Being an official, having me, your father, is enough, so it's better for you to avoid suspicion...

  This person is simply a saint!

  Is there a saint in reality? Or does someone believe it, but Chuyang absolutely doesn't!