To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

Chapter 421: 219: The Dream of the King_3

Translator: 549690339

At this point, Lu Yuan felt somewhat like he did after just traveling through time, practicing martial arts and reading each day, feeling the fullness of his schedule.

Now, Lu Yuan’s daily routine included spending some time handling political affairs and spending time with Lan Cai’er, while the rest of his time was dedicated to practicing the Taiping Dao Book.

The decisive battle in the north of the river was imminent, and he would join Yan Wangqiu and others who were leading the army to cross the river and have a final battle with the Zhou People.

Even if he had the advantage in strength, there was no absolute safety in the battlefield, was there?

At this moment, every bit of strength he could improve would give him a greater chance of self-preservation during the battle.

Lu Yuan was quite experienced in such matters, and he approached them with great steadiness.

Time flew by, and soon it was Hongdao 7th year, month 11, day 23.

That day, after nearly a month’s journey, Yan Wangqiu finally arrived at Fu City with the army.

“King of Changsha, it’s been half a year since we’ve seen each other. Your majesty looks even more imposing than the past.”

The two allies met again, and Yan Wangqiu seemed very happy, greeting him enthusiastically.

“King of Nanhai also looks much better than before.”

Lu Yuan looked Yan Wangqiu up and down, noting his far healthier complexion than ever before, and remarked with amazement: “Indeed, the king’s aura is nourishing. The Lingnan King Qi has really invigorated you, my lord.”

He also greeted Yan Wangqiu with a smile.

After all, not long ago, Yan Wangqiu allowed his scholars to participate in Lu Yuan’s imperial examination, which was a great favor. It was only right for him to compliment Yan Wangqiu.

As expected, upon hearing this, Yan Wangqiu heartily laughed and said: “King of Changsha is right. Since becoming king, the noble aura has indeed made me feel different.

I don’t mind telling you, King of Changsha, that even though I have only been king for half a year.

Within these six months, thanks to my efforts, three concubines in the harem are pregnant with my children.

In the decades before that, besides the children born in my early years, I had no other offspring.

Now, within half a year of becoming king, my offspring has multiplied. This is a sign from Heaven that my Nanhai Country will enjoy everlasting reign and never-ending generations.”

Yan Wangqiu spoke with pride and profound meaning.

Standing beside him, Lu Yuan was deeply impressed.

If he wasn’t mistaken, the King of Nanhai standing before him was already 144 years old.

At such an old age, he was still able to father children within half a year.

This vigor and vitality were truly fitting of the old lord, displaying a deep-seated foundation and inspiring admiration.

While admiring him, Lu Yuan responded to the other’s subtle hope for the enduring reign of Nanhai Country and for generations to come without end.

“King of Nanhai, rest assured that as long as your country practices benevolent governance, bringing internal peace and prosperity to the common people and maintaining good relations with neighboring countries, your Nanhai Country will be able to enjoy lasting reign and generations without end.” Lu Yuan cryptically assured him.

Hmm.

As long as there were no internal troubles in Nanhai Country, and they maintained good relations with them, they could indeed enjoy long-lasting rule and enduring generations without end.

However, if Nanhai Country’s rule led to the people suffering, while also severing their good relations and breaking their alliance,

then such a tyrannical country ought to be eliminated.

The final outcome depended on how their good ally, full of vigor and strength, would educate their successors.

However, at this time, the two were indeed allies in good faith.

This fact was clear to both Lu Yuan and Yan Wangqiu.

Therefore, after receiving Lu Yuan’s promise, Yan Wangqiu, the King who fathered three children in a row, laughed happily and gratefully: “I’ll take your word for it, King of Changsha.”

After laughing, he looked at Lu Yuan and couldn’t help teasing him: “However, I have already fathered children and strengthened my country’s foundations. King of Changsha, you are younger than me, and you should also start planning to have more children to stabilize the hearts of the people within your country.”

For the people of this world, a monarch having many children would be a good thing, as it would allow better choices for the successors and provide a stable foundation for the realm.

Moreover, Lu Yuan was already preparing for his wedding and was about to get married, so no one urged him.

Otherwise, if he was still single, Cui Changqing, Sun Siwen and others would have run over to submit their advice, asking the king to expand his harem, indulge in nightly revelries, and have more children for the country’s sake.

Lu Yuan naturally understood this, too.

However, at the moment, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: “King of Nanhai must know how unique my queen-to-be is. I would like to follow your example and father children one after another.

But I don’t know whether my queen will agree!

I don’t want to cause discord in the harem, or I would be the one to suffer in the end.”

These days, Lu Yuan had been spending time with Lan Cai’er, and with his efforts, their relationship as husband and wife had improved to the point where they were gradually resembling a couple.

However, Miao People’s customs were traditionally monogamous.

Lan Cai’er was an Inborn Grandmaster, and her dignified personality was not comparable to that of an ordinary concubine.

Lu Yuan felt that if he wanted to expand his harem, his queen might not refuse due to etiquette.

However, the hard-won good relationship these days would probably be ruined as a result.

From then on, they would basically be having separate dreams on the same bed.

He might even have to face the risk of being suffocated in his sleep.

He still wanted to have a good relationship with his queen and add some excitement to their lives, instead of dealing with a cold, lifeless fish, which would be much less interesting.

So the question of how to approach this issue and how to do the groundwork became a difficult problem for Lu Yuan.

Seeing his troubled expression, Yan Wangqiu couldn’t help but sympathize and understandingly said, “With such a queen, it must indeed be tough for you.”

In all fairness.

If Yan Wangqiu were in Lan Cai’er’s shoes, the Inborn Grandmaster would naturally be unwilling to share her husband with others.

Alternatively, she might agree to share on the condition that he finds another Inborn Grandmaster, in which case, she would have no objections.

If not, how could an ordinary woman compare with her and share her husband?

This was the pride of being an Inborn Grandmaster.

Listening to this, Lu Yuan sighed, “Every family has its own difficulties. For the time being, I can only make do with my situation.”

After traveling through time, he struggled to build a dynasty, declaring himself king and establishing his empire.

However, he couldn’t expand his harem and indulge in the pleasures of the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards, which was indeed unfortunate.

Lu Yuan felt frustrated at that moment.

He also made up his mind that, in the future, he would work more on Lan Cai’er. He didn’t want his dream of being a muddled monarch to be crushed like this.

And so, the struggle for one who dreams of being a muddled monarch continues.