Martial Arts: Starting with Creating a Genius Persona

Chapter 71 The Duan Family Bloodline: No Questions Allowed

Lu Yuan's voice was not loud.

But every word he uttered was like a nail driven into the silence of the main hall.

at the same time.

The effect of the "Aloof and Unconventional" attribute activates instantly.

His imposing aura unfolded without reservation in that instant.

Li Chong felt as if an invisible force was pressing down on his knees.

My legs suddenly felt weak.

I have an urge to kneel down.

He subconsciously took half a step back, avoiding Lu Yuan's gaze.

Seeing Li Chong's expression, Lu Yuan turned his gaze away and looked at Shen Tian.

He asked softly, "Mr. Shen, do you believe me?"

"That's natural."

Shen Tian answered without hesitation.

"Master Shen?"

"believe."

Shen Wan's voice was still trembling slightly, but it remained very firm.

Lu Yuan then looked at Shen Qingyan.

She was looking at him, her eyes sparkling.

He was taken aback by his question, then nodded vigorously.

Lu Yuan turned around to face everyone in the hall.

Just now, an extremely audacious idea flashed through his mind.

The core principle of the Golden Finger is "cognitive monetization".

Whatever others believe, that's what the "golden finger" will give them.

From a certain perspective, if someone believes in you, wouldn't the outcome you predict become a reality?

First comes the effect, then the golden finger adds the cause.

He had never proactively tested this direction before, but now he had to take the gamble.

"Patriarch Shen, according to blood relations, shouldn't I call you uncle?"

Lu Yuan's voice was calm, as if calling someone "uncle" himself was harmless.

According to what Shen Qingyan said earlier, the former imperial concubine and Shen Wan were cousins, and she was the daughter of Shen Tian's brother.

According to seniority, Lu Yuan should indeed be addressed that way.

However, while Lu Yuan remained calm, Shen Wan could not accept it calmly.

In his eyes, they were nothing more than distant cousins.

If I were to agree so casually, it would ultimately be a breach of etiquette.

Shen Wan hurriedly cupped his hands in apology, repeatedly saying, "Your Highness, you flatter me, I dare not... I dare not..."

Lu Yuan walked up to the picture that Shen Wan had taken out and examined it carefully.

He appeared to be deep in thought.

"If I'm not mistaken, that painting in your hand was brought from the palace back then."

Shen Wan nodded in agreement.

There is a seal of the Nanzhao royal family in the lower left corner of the painting. It was this seal that Lu Yuan sought verification.

He keenly noticed that after he uttered those words, the expressions of several people present changed slightly.

"As you all know, the paper in this palace is made from the bark of the Qingtan tree, which is unique to the Nanzhao royal palace."

Lu Yuan gently stroked the painting.

"This kind of tree bark only grows within a ten-mile radius of the mountain behind the Nanzhao royal palace. When the late emperor built the palace, he deliberately avoided that forest of Qingtan trees because Qingtan was the national tree of Nanzhao."

Shen Tian nodded slowly: "It seems so...it is true. There are indeed green sandalwood trees near the palace."

Lu Yuan was startled by Shen Tian's words, but his expression remained unchanged.

I made it all up.

The geographical location of Nanzhao was originally suitable for the growth of Qingtan (a type of sandalwood).

The main material for making Xuan paper is the Qingtan tree.

You actually guessed right!

Lu Yuan continued speaking in the same tone as before.

"You don't know, but the Duan clan bloodline has a unique characteristic..."

"Once the blood of a member of the Duan clan comes into contact with paper made from the bark of the Qingtan tree, it will react and the color of the blood will change from red to dark green."

"This is what my mother told me; even many of the imperial physicians in the palace didn't know about it."

Upon hearing this, he looked at Shen Tian, ​​Shen Wan, and Shen Qingyan in turn.

The three reacted differently.

"What, you don't believe me?"

They all shook their heads.

But then Shen Tian stroked his beard and slowly spoke.

"I have indeed never heard of it, but the secrets of the Duan family bloodline are not something that we, as foreign officials, can know in full."

Shen Wan then spoke directly.

I believe you.

Shen Qingyan nodded vigorously.

"I believe everything Your Highness says."

The moment Shen Qingyan uttered "I believe it all,"

A familiar notification sound rang in Lu Yuan's mind.

Ding!

The entry for "Descendants of the Duan Family" lit up slightly.

[Descendant of the Duan Family] New effect: When your blood comes into contact with the sandalwood paper in the Duan family palace, it will turn blue-green.

"It's done! It really is!"

Lu Yuan had been waiting for this moment.

He forcefully suppressed the surging emotions within him.

His face still held the same calm and composed expression as before.

Shen Wan suddenly realized what was happening, and his expression changed drastically.

She grabbed his wrist.

"Your Highness, you mustn't! You are of noble birth, how can you do this in public..."

His fingers were clenched so tightly that red marks appeared on Lu Yuan's wrist.

His eyes held not only fear, but also a hint of anxiety.

Lu Yuan pressed down on the back of Shen Wan's hand, not with much force, but it made Shen Wan's fingers loosen one joint at a time.

He swept his gaze across everyone present, his voice not loud, but enough to drown out all the whispers.

"You all question my identity? Today I will show you clearly... the bloodline of the Duan family is beyond question."

He casually pulled the knife from Old Huang's waist.

The blade gleamed with a bluish light in the sunlight.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slashed across the palm of his left hand with the blade.

Blood gushed from the wound, dripping slowly down the lines of his palm onto the unfolded portrait.

All eyes were fixed on those few drops of blood.

The blood fell onto the yellowed sandalwood paper, first spreading into a small patch of dark red, and then the color began to change.

From dark red to deep brown

From dark brown to dark green,

Finally, it spreads out on the paper as a blue-green mark, with a slight luminescence at the edges.

"It changed color! It really changed color!"

"It's true! It's truly the Duan family bloodline!"

"The legend is true! He's not a fraud, he's real! He really is His Highness the Crown Prince!"

The sound of chair legs scraping against the floor echoed throughout the main hall.

Upon seeing this scene, the middle-aged men who had been questioning the situation knelt down one after another.

His knees slammed against the floor with a series of dull thuds.

"Your subject greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Your subject greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."

......

In the hall, voices paying homage to Lu Yuan rose and fell.

Some people lowered their heads, some covered their faces, and some quietly had tears in their eyes.

Li Chong knelt on the ground, his forehead almost touching the ground.

His voice trembled.

"Your Highness, I deserve to die, I, Li Chong, truly deserve to die..."

"I've caused you..."

Shen Wan stepped forward and kicked him in the shoulder, sending him sprawling to the side.

He pointed at Li Chong on the ground and said sternly.

"Forcing His Highness the Crown Prince to harm himself, have you, Li Chong, lost your mind?!"

He turned to look at Lu Yuan, his tone shifting from fury to respect in the instant he turned, "Your Highness, what should be done with this person?"

Lu Yuan looked down at Li Chong, who was kneeling on the ground.

Those few drops of blue-green blood were still imprinted on the portrait of the imperial concubine.

The empress, who originally had a kind and benevolent face in the portrait, now had a hint of coldness in her eyes.

At this moment, blood was still seeping from the cut on Lu Yuan's palm.

But his voice was very calm.

His calm demeanor was so palpable that everyone present could sense the chilling coldness emanating from it.

"I only want people who are truly loyal to Nanzhao," Lu Yuan said, waving his hand.

Shen Wan paused for a moment after hearing this, then nodded.

Li Chong is at best a minor family head.

His father, a former official of the Nanzhao Kingdom, had long since passed away.

This is the perfect time to use it to establish His Highness the Crown Prince's authority.

He waved towards the door.

Two guards from the Shen family walked in from outside and took Li Chong's arms on either side.

As Li Chong was dragged across the threshold, he was still desperately begging for mercy from the Crown Prince.

She called out a few times before the guards covered her mouth, leaving only muffled sobs that gradually faded into the distance in the corridor.

Silence returned to the main hall, and none of the people kneeling on the ground dared to raise their heads.

Lu Yuan opened his palm and looked down at the still bleeding cut.

He clenched his fists, turned around, glanced at the kneeling former officials, and slowly sat down again in the main seat, placing Lele on his lap.

"Get up, all of you," he said in an extremely authoritative tone.