Blackwood Cliff.
Wen Chouchou stood before Lin Lang, reporting news from the court.
"What did you say?" Lin Lang sat up straight. "The Emperor of Great Ming is erecting a statue of me, and Great Ming will forever honor me as the Great Ming Sage Teacher?"
"This emperor is quite shrewd. He wants Great Ming to keep borrowing my influence in the future."
Fortunately, it was only a statue. If he built a shrine to worship him while he was still alive, Lin Lang would not be pleased.
Wen Chouchou bowed as he answered, "Lord Imperial Preceptor, should we refuse?"
Any other person in the Jianghu would certainly not refuse, and might not even dare to.
But when it came to the Imperial Preceptor, the balance of power was completely reversed.
Perhaps the Imperial Preceptor did not want anyone borrowing his influence?
He might not even care about the title of Imperial Preceptor.
Lin Lang raised a hand. "It doesn't matter. The Emperor of Great Ming is doing reasonably well for now. We'll see how things go."
He had no intention of ascending immediately anyway, so he could wait.
If the Emperor of Great Ming continued to do well, and the future crown prince was also good, he would keep the emperor secure on the throne. After all, he was Yunluo's elder brother.
If he did anything outrageous, believing that Great Ming was the foremost empire under heaven and he could therefore do as he pleased, Lin Lang would put someone else on that throne. He could even make Yunluo empress.
Just as in Nihon now, Yagyu Piaoxu was still queen, while in Persia, Daiqisi reigned supreme.
Even the three great Martial Arts Holy Lands of the Jianghu-the Sun Moon Holy Cult, the Holy Sect, and the Sword Sect-were all