The guards outside the door reacted quickly and immediately stood in front of King Qishan.

The person who lunged at him looked up; his hair was disheveled and gray, and his face was covered in wrinkles.

He was around fifty years old, and his eyes were filled with hot tears.

When the guards stopped him, the man immediately knelt down on both knees.

"Your Highness—" This cry was heart-wrenching.

Tears streamed down the man's face.

"Your Highness, it's pitiful that the prince of my Great Zhou has become a plaything for this false dynasty!"

As soon as those words were spoken, not to mention others, even Yun Wuyi's eyes darkened.

The name "Da Zhou" is fine with other people.

On Yun Wuyi, it was a forbidden word.

The guards immediately stepped forward and pulled him away.

The man persisted, wailing and crying loudly. His movements even displayed a degree of martial arts skill.

For a time, they were unable to do anything to him.

It was clear that this had attracted a group of scholars from the bookstore at the alley entrance.

The man continued to wail.

"That treacherous Wei Zhao, disregarding all principles of loyalty, has usurped the power of the state. As his servant, I witness my Great Zhou prince reduced to a mere pet. My heart aches, my heart aches—"

Everyone was horrified.

What are you talking about? You've gone mad!

Everyone knows that His Majesty values ​​his reputation above all else; such treasonous words are tantamount to being skinned alive!

Then I saw the man take out a short knife from his pocket.

"Heaven and earth have rebelled! The treacherous dogs have stolen the country! Reverse the Yan dynasty and restore the Zhou dynasty! I will rebuke the world with my blood!"

As he spoke, he plunged the knife deep into his chest, then pulled it out.

Blood spurted out instantly, staining half the street red.

The man looked at Yun Wuyi with tears of blood in his eyes.

"Your Highness, you are a prince of the Zhou Dynasty, of the Yun bloodline—remember this! This old servant is departing—"

After saying that, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes still open.

He really didn't want to live anymore.

But others will also be implicated and suffer greatly because of him.

He was just the beginning; a bloody storm was to come.

Although it was a sunny day, the alleyway by the side gate of Qishan King was quiet and eerie.

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A drop of blood splattered on Yun Wuyi's face.

He closed his eyes.

Qi Su lifted her sleeve and wiped his face clean.

The dog furtively grasped his finger.

"Big brother, are you alright?"

Yun Wuyi's dark eyes were cold and quiet.

He nodded slightly upon hearing her warm greeting.

He reached out and patted the back of her hand reassuringly.

To describe it lightly.

"You go back first."

Qi Su didn't sense any fluctuations from the Gu worms in his body, so she felt relieved.

"And you?"

Yun Wuyi looked up at the azure sky above.

"I will go to the palace to plead guilty."

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The carriage carried the King of Qishan away.

The crowd in the congested alley was quickly dispersed.

The servants of the Embroidered Robe Envoy seemed to descend from the sky, taking away the corpses from the ground.

At the same time, all the witnesses present were locked up.

To preserve the dignity of King Tuoqishan for the time being, Qingyan and Qisu were sent back to Daci'en Temple.

However, he was also kept under the supervision of the monks in the temple and was temporarily unable to go out.

Everything awaits the imperial decree.

…

It's only been a few years, the week before last, but it already feels like a memory from a past life.

After all, even though the emperor had changed, Fenglelou continued to operate as usual, and the Lantern Festival was celebrated as usual.

The lives of ordinary people do not seem to have been greatly affected.

However, the death of this old man today is like a sharp blade, piercing through the illusion of peace.

The thing that statisticians feared most has happened.

…

Emperor Wei Zhao has been in a good mood these days.

The unrest on the northwestern border has been brought under control, and Southern Chu has not caused any further trouble recently.

The Northern Court is also in negotiations.

The newly arrived beauties in the palace are all knowledgeable and charming, and their looks and personalities are exactly what he admires.

His sons aren't so stupid anymore, and the crown prince is increasingly showing the demeanor of a future heir apparent.

Kyoto is peaceful and the world is clear.

Everything indicates that he was a wise ruler.

Even more encouragingly, members of the imperial family, along with the Minister of Rites, have submitted three petitions to hold a birthday celebration for him this year.

In the years since he first ascended the throne, his power was not yet secure, and the people were filled with fear.

For the sake of the nation and its people, he never celebrated the Emperor's birthday.

Even when his subjects submitted memorials, he refused them all.

They only said they did not want to cause trouble for the people and waste money.

Now, eight years have passed since he ascended the throne, and the world is finally at peace.

The imperial family and ministers submitted three petitions, which he could not refuse and had no choice but to grant.

The emperor's birthday, the Longevity Festival, was a major festival comparable to New Year's Day and the Lunar New Year during the Former Zhou Dynasty.

When the new dynasty came to power, for the sake of the people and the empire, he set an example by never allowing extravagance or waste.

And now that the world is at peace, he is already fifty years old.

It's time to revive the Longevity Festival.

…

Wei Zhao was playing chess with his beloved little concubine when a eunuch came to report.

The King of Qishan has come to apologize.

He came to apologize? What apology did he come to apologize for?

Yun Zheng was intelligent and pragmatic. Apart from the arranged marriage that displeased him, everything else went his way.

Wei Zhao held the little nobleman's finger and placed a white piece on the chessboard.

Casually: "Summon him."

…

The King of Qishan came, and then he left.

He didn't stay for very long, only about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

When he left, the emperor was still all smiles.

Finally, he even had his trusted chief eunuch escort him.

As soon as the King of Qishan stepped out of the palace, Wei Zhao smashed the chessboard.

The black and white chess pieces fell like raindrops, splashing throughout the palace with a crackling sound.

Wei Zhao's face was ashen, and the young noblewoman beside him huddled on the soft couch, trembling.

"Go! Summon the head of the Embroidered Robe Envoy to me."

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After returning to the Daxiangguo Temple from the palace, the King of Qishan began to close his doors to visitors.

Qi Su was waiting for him in the room, carrying vegetarian buns that she had packed from Fenglelou.

She had already changed the young novice monk's clothes.

However, he was dressed in the clothes of a servant, and his hair was casually tied up with a hairband.

She looks playful and clean.

His gaze swept over Yun Wuyi.

"Fortunately, it's all intact." Nothing was added or missing.

Yun Wuyi washed his hands and picked up his chopsticks to eat the steamed buns.

Qi Su teased him.

"Brother, you've had a long day. Shall I feed you?"

Qingyan stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"...Do you think I'm dead?"

Yun Wuyi glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Qi Su: "You're not really going to wait for me to feed you, are you?"

Qingyan tapped on the table.

"At this time, shouldn't we be worried about what our senior brother encountered in the palace, and whether he was bullied by the old emperor?"

Qi Su: "It's normal to get a few sarcastic remarks. Otherwise, it shouldn't be a big deal."

Qingyan glared at her angrily.

"You say you like your senior brother, but you don't care about him at all!"

Qi Su: "How could I not care? I even bought him steamed buns. Okay, since you put it that way, then I'll show some concern."

She looked at Yun Wuyi beside her.

Blinking eyes.

"Master, what did the old emperor say? Does he suspect you?"

Yun Wuyi: "Don't worry about it. He has never let go of his suspicions about me."

Qi Su: "Did he bully you?"

Yun Wuyi: "Wei Zhao is hypocritical and loves fame; he won't do anything to me for now."

Qi Su spread her hands and looked at Qing Yan.

"Look, he's perfectly fine."

Qingyan glared at her fiercely.

"You can forget about becoming a princess."

Qi Su: "Hey, do you know why your senior brother likes me, and not you?"