Three years had passed, and Jiang Ming had gained over a hundred thousand Dynastic Fortune Points.
This showed that his Great Shang had not weakened. It had truly grown stronger.
The flourishing fortune of the human path was proof of that.
Of course, because Jiang Ming had changed the system, the conflict between slavery and feudalism had left some feudal lords dissatisfied.
Jiang Ming could not be bothered with them for now. Give him another five years to develop, and he would personally send out the army to deal with those disobedient feudal lords.
Among the feudal lords, the Western Marquis had voiced the greatest opposition.
He represented the future rebel force, King Wen of Zhou. His son would be King Wu of Zhou.
However, Jiang Ming had caused them some trouble. He had his avatar issue a royal decree, appointing the eldest son, Bo Yikao, as the heir to the Western Marquis, and Su Daji as the heir's consort.
He wanted to see what the Western Marquis would do. Would he depose his eldest son and install his second son, Ji Fa?
Or would Ji Fa kill his elder brother and sister-in-law to seize the heir's position?
"Second Master, Second Master, I've already learned the escape technique you taught me. You said you would give me a gift, so where is it now?"
Nezha came rushing over in a whirlwind. Over the years, he had come to understand some things. His mother was gentle, while his First Master was crude and heavy-handed, often accidentally injuring him while teaching him cultivation. But his Second Master was the one he feared most. With Jiang Ming, if he did well, he would truly receive rewards, such as the Fire-Tipped Spear he had received over the years.
But if he did something wrong,