Chapter 84: As Long As You Can, I Will Give

"I thought he regretted it, but later I found out that wasn't the case." Tie Butian's voice was very soft, as if he were mumbling in a dream: "At that time, I was very confused. Since he had personally killed my mother and issued the decree to kill my sisters, why was he crying? If he was in pain, he deserved it!"

"I have been hating him until now! But over the years, especially as I gradually grew up, I found myself unable to hate him." Tie Butian kept his hands behind his back, letting clear tears flow slowly down his face, his eyes filled with complexity.

"It wasn't until recent years that I realized how much pain Father had in his heart. As a father, he endured so much; as a man, he endured so much; and as a king, he endured even more!" Tie Butian took a deep breath: "And I, under the high pressure of Uncle Er, learned things; countless times, I learned until I broke down, crying loudly, and then Uncle Er would use whips and fists to make me regain consciousness... Over time, I not only had to learn things, but also learn strategy, tactics, martial arts, and the art of kings. Uncle Er carved the words Father once said to me on my desk, hung them in my bedroom, and placed them in every place I went. Before every meal, I had to recite these words..."

"Uncle Er fought on the battlefield, planned in the command tent, and made decisions from afar; he controlled the entire country's political and military power. At that time, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to talk to me, but he would ask my teachers every day what I had learned, and then I would be beaten severely, as if he was never satisfied..."

"Finally, I dared not slack off." Tie Butian's throat made a gurgling sound, as if he were swallowing something: "I hated Father, I hated Uncle Er, but one day, I saw Uncle Er using the juice of the Black Devil Flower to dye his hair. At that time, Uncle Er was only thirty-two years old. His handsomeness was famous throughout Tieyun, but since Father fell ill, Uncle Er's white hair started to grow, and eventually, there were more white hairs than black ones. Uncle Er had to dye his hair every so often."

"At that time, I despised him. An old man, why dye his hair? But later I realized that with Father ill and me still young, Uncle Er was the pillar of Tieyun! His health was the greatest hope of Tieyun! If the soldiers found out he had white hair, it would be a devastating blow to morale!"

"Uncle Er was always full of energy on the battlefield and in the training ground; he walked with a powerful stride, and his roar could be heard by hundreds of thousands of soldiers, making them tremble. But every night when he returned home, his feet seemed unable to lift, and even speaking was difficult. His hands and feet would shake while eating... At that time, he was already a Wu Zun expert, yet he was exhausted every day..."

"Only after I finally understood the pain and hard work of Father and Uncle Er did I begin to devote myself entirely to my studies. Every time Uncle Er returned from a battle with Wu Di Qingrou, he would practice with me dozens of times! Finally, from three years ago, I began to take charge of the military and politics, starting my true life as the crown prince. Only then did I realize that before that, all decisions were made by Uncle Er in my name. The entire Tieyun, and even the whole world, knew that Tieyun had a born king! Tieyun was full of hope!"

"No one knew how this born king had come to be. Where in the world are there born kings? The path to kingship is so cruel!" Tie Butian's voice became sorrowful and mocking.

"When I first took control of the government, I couldn't handle anything; Uncle Er was like a god, standing in the court every day. Anyone who disobeyed or questioned was dragged out and beheaded. At that time, Uncle Er was more tyrannical than a tyrant; but when I could truly control Tieyun, Uncle Er no longer appeared in the court."

"I heard that after observing me for three months, he went back and told Aunt Er, 'I am relieved.' Then Uncle Er stood straight and fell asleep, and he slept for three days and three nights, making the family very worried."

Tie Butian took a deep breath and exhaled: "The military and political affairs of Tieyun finally got on track, and I started to establish the Butian Pavilion, gathering heroes and valiant men. I hope someone can help me. I really hope someone can share some of the burden."

"The stability of Tieyun and the peaceful life of sixty million people have come at a great cost!"

"I am so tired! Uncle Er is also so tired!" Tie Butian said calmly. His voice was very calm, but Chu Yang could hear the deep fatigue in it.

"Uncle Er recommended you to me." Tie Butian did not turn around, but said affirmatively: "I trust Uncle Er, so I trust you! If you want the Butian Pavilion, I can give it to you! But you can only start as a guest scholar. I cannot give you a high position directly, and I believe you understand this."

"Once you can win the trust of the people, I will give you all the information about the Butian Pavilion! If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them." After saying this, Tie Butian turned and floated away, his white figure like a cloud in the wind, lightly flickering a few times, and the water surface rippled slowly, and he disappeared from Chu Yang's sight.

He did not turn around, unwilling to let Chu Yang see the tears on his face...

Chu Yang slowly sat down, silent for a long time.

He was digesting what Tie Butian had said.

Tie Butian's words were sincere, honest, and touching.

Chu Yang had also suspected that Tie Butian's purpose in saying these things was to win his loyalty. As someone who had lived two lives, Chu Yang recalled the "Ming Ling Great Technique" he had learned by chance in the Upper Three Days, and reviewed the entire conversation.

The Ming Ling Great Technique is a strange skill. It has no power, but it can see through every lie! This is a skill left by the Three Stars Holy Clan. It ensures that anyone who possesses the Ming Ling Great Technique will not be deceived by anyone.

But under the scrutiny of the Ming Ling Great Technique, Chu Yang found that every word Tie Butian said was true!

Even though his words were full of loopholes and many things were incomprehensible, the strange thing was that anyone could hear the huge loopholes in Tie Butian's words, but they were all 100% true!

For example, why did the Tieyun emperor kill his beloved wife after being seriously injured? Why did he execute his six daughters and their families? Why did he massacre the palace?

These were all incomprehensible and irrational things! But they were facts!

Chu Yang didn't understand either. Even though he had experienced history once, he still didn't know. After all, the Tie Butian of his previous life died too early and didn't have time to explain anything.

These were full of mysteries! Chu Yang could only feel the immense pressure and deep pain in them!

Chu Yang thought for a long time and found that his head was still a mess. He decided to give up further thinking: the affairs of the imperial family were unique. Trying to understand the mind of an emperor was impossible, especially when guessing without any basis.

Chu Yang only knew that Tie Butian had agreed to his cooperation request.

In this process, Tie Butian did not haggle at all. This was partly due to Tie Butian's broad-mindedness, his ability to tolerate people, and his gambler's mentality.

But the most important thing, Chu Yang knew, was the effect of the Bingxin Cheyu Bone Skill. Although different from the Ming Ling Great Technique, it had a similar effect. Although it couldn't see through lies, it could observe the human heart, giving Tie Butian a clear and almost terrifying intuition!