Di Renjie was still thinking about whether he should run away secretly.
A weak fluctuation swept past, and in the next moment, his entire body froze on the spot.
He was shocked and his pupils constricted.
After a few seconds, his expression returned to normal.
He felt depressed and said,
"It's over. One is a Rank-2, and the other can't even tell his strength. He's at least a Rank-3.”
Cultivators had different auras. Different realms, different cultivation systems, and even different attribute cultivation techniques would give off different auras.
If he were to use all his strength to restrain them, low-grade cultivators would indeed be unable to detect the strength of high-grade cultivators.
However, as long as they were of the same level or were stronger than him, unless they had some special magic treasure or cultivation technique, it would be difficult to hide.
And he had clearly sensed the fluctuation of a second-grade martial artist from this monarch who was two years younger than him.
That powerful body and the dense blood essence emitted by the lock surged into the sky. In his spiritual sense, it was like a furnace.
Although he was only at the Second Stage Realm, he was still able to fight an ordinary cultivator of the Third Stage.
Moreover, what made Di Renjie shudder the most was that he had only sensed Jiang Chen's blood essence fluctuation for an instant.
In the next second, when he sensed it again, there was only the aura of an ordinary person left.
He knew with his toes that the other party had discovered his hidden strength and deliberately let him sense it.
The other party's motive for doing so was obvious. It was to warn him.
Di Renjie could only silently comfort himself.
Forget it, even though the State of Qin was a little small, the current situation was also chaotic.
However, this monarch was able to endure, had courage, and his cultivation talent was not bad.
If she followed him, she might be able to create great achievements in the future.
Of course, the most important thing was that the other party had already discovered his existence. Even if he wanted to refuse now, he had no choice at all.
Di Renjie had no doubt that if he were to forcefully refuse, his life might end up in some corner.
A tree that stood out in the forest would be destroyed by the wind. No force would ignore a cultivation genius under their command.
If he could not rope them in, he would take advantage of the fact that the other party had not grown up to completely kill them.
This was also the reason why he chose to hide his strength. He did not want to join Zhao Ping and the others.
Di Manor was not big, and there were only five entrances.
Soon, Jiang Chen walked into the largest Ming Hall.
He didn't stand on ceremony at all and directly sat on the main seat.
Di Xiaoxu, on the other hand, sat down cautiously after bowing.
As for the others, the servants and servants had dispersed. Most of the clansmen could only stand outside and listen.
Only three or four core members were left to sit beside Di Xiaoxu.
Jiang Chen smiled and said,
"Don't be nervous, Old Master Di. I'm here because I didn't make things clear in the three Dao Monarch Tokens.”
In the ancient system of hegemony, the king would usually address his ministers by their names.
However, even with Zhao Ping's great power, he was still loyal to the monarch and did not join in.
Jiang Chen still had a trace of respect for this old minister, so he addressed him as Duke Di.
Di Xiaoxu was naturally touched.
However, when it came to serious matters, he did not stir up any emotions. He just silently remembered it in his heart.
He now had some understanding of this new monarch. He didn't like to listen to nonsense and bow.
Especially when they were discussing serious matters, if you were to engage in such empty talk, it would instead anger the other party.
Di Xiaoxu paused for a moment and turned to look at the clansmen standing respectfully outside the door.
Realizing that Jiang Chen had no intention of dispersing them, he lowered his head and said,
"Please speak, Your Majesty."
"The tax reduction itself is the job of the Ministry of Revenue. Di Gong should be able to handle it with ease. However, recruiting talents and recruiting soldiers should actually be the matters of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of War.
Therefore, he wanted the others to help him share the burden.”
"Your Majesty, who do you have in mind?"
Di Xiaoxu was not surprised. Instead, he was a little surprised that Jiang Chen had other talents that he could use.
It seemed that in the past few years, he had not only been busy cultivating and accumulating strength in secret. He had also made arrangements in other aspects.
Jiang Chen said directly,
"I heard that your grandson knew a thousand words at the age of three, memorized a hundred poems at the age of five, was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of seven, and was proficient in poetry at the age of eight.
At the age of eighteen, he was full of vigor and talent. After some training, he would definitely be able to take on great responsibilities in the future.
He would be the chief examiner for the first batch of examinations.
Old Master Di was old. The future State of Qin still had to rely on the young to govern.”
"I knew it."
Outside the door, Di Renjie, who was hiding behind an uncle and pretending to be an ostrich, rolled his eyes and had the urge to look up at the sky and sigh.
In this small State of Qin, an eighteen-year-old Second Stage was too conspicuous.
If it were him, he would not let him off either.
Di Xiaoxu originally thought that Jiang Chen had secretly roped in other ministers.
When he suddenly heard his grandson, he was dumbfounded.
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