He stared at the general, trying to hear his thoughts from the old man before him.

Does he want to protect the common people or...?

"You young people! You know absolutely nothing!"

“You think I’m a child, but do you know there’s a little killing god in Qi? That’s me too! Don’t treat me like a child!” Fu Tu said.

At that moment, the old general's face turned even uglier.

He could tell that the Buddha had not deceived him.

But that's what makes me even angrier.

Such a good child.

They don't study or learn martial arts.

They actually killed someone!

Of the four great families of Qi, only one was destroyed by the regent.

The rest were all killed by the Regent's chosen successor, the Little Killer.

When he first heard the news from his spies in Qi, he was shocked and felt that his own Huo Chengxu was not as good as them.

Of course, Huo Chengxu also went through a lot back then.

At the very least, they should be able to return from outside in good health.

I also learned a lot of things.

At that time, he was already very content.

"By the way, I met Huo Chengxu a long time ago. He was like a beggar in the market in Lucheng. He almost froze to death. I kindly rescued him and found out that he had been ambushed."

The general's mansion is so well-guarded, staffed entirely with veterans. Why is Huo Chengxu in such a state? Do you know why?

Buddha knows best how to pierce the heart.

Fortunately, he had given the person a heart-protecting pill beforehand.

Otherwise, the person would have already died of anger by now.

That would be a losing proposition.

"What happened? Children are naughty and can't be kept in check, so they're bound to run into accidents."

“That was quite an unexpected turn of events,” Fu Tu said with a smile.

There was no further heartbreak.

However, he still said, "Look at the emperor's appearance, and then look at his sons. Which one of them is a wise ruler? He intends for Huo Chengxu to be like you, with his descendants all losing their lives to protect the country and their families."

But his own family is still living in dire straits?

After saying this, Fu Tu walked towards the Imperial Study.

It's time to bring Rong Zhen back.

Wang Sheng is now itching to poison the emperor.

With Rong Zhen back, the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs in the palace can play its greatest role, thus keeping things under control within the palace.

But how can I rightfully ascend the throne?

Futu had something on his mind.

I remembered what my mother had said: a miracle!

Perhaps, the emperor himself will make him emperor.

Of course, if one is not of royal blood, after the coup, one must consider the Wucheng Garrison and the Imperial Guards in the capital, as these are all potential forces that could attack the capital from the outside.

Even in the palace, there are officials in charge of ceremonies to supervise them.

but……

Such casualties are too great.

It deviated from his original intention.

Unless, of course, the people from the Five Cities Garrison are also given to them.

However, the people there are really unfamiliar to me.

This question is a bit difficult!

Futu pondered this.

Meanwhile, the anti-drug squad over there wasn't idle either.

Ever since they received the news that poppies, this harmful thing, were related to Jun Chaoyang, the boys' faces changed.

Walking on the street on ordinary days.

All I heard were praises for this person.

They also genuinely admired this person.

But now, the more I admired them before, the more resentful I feel now.

Those things destroyed their entire families and caused their deaths.

At first, they disliked their fathers or uncles who were addicted, but the more they learned, the more they realized that things were not like that at all.

This thing!

Harmful!

It really harms people!

It can change a person's way of thinking.

Even the best person, who usually has no bad intentions, can become corrupted by this substance unintentionally. Their behavior changes drastically, their circumstances worsen, and they become extreme. This is like…

It's like a good dog suddenly turning into a mad dog.

Of course, they also knew that poppies, that awful thing, weren't all bad.

The poppy is a tool.

Good people take it; it's for healing and saving lives.

If a bad person takes it, it will destroy a family.

Ultimately, the worst one is Jun Chaoyang, who secretly made people addicted.

However……

I didn't think much of Jun Chaoyang's residence at first, but I only realized how much it was once I started keeping an eye on it.

The security inside is even stricter than that of the royal palace.

It has become even more difficult to verify and find out Jun Wujiu's whereabouts.

There was a fair-skinned girl in the squad who usually killed those who promoted opium poppies. She was so fast with her knife that she could kill them one by one, and no one in the squad dared to mess with her.

But at that moment she stood up.

"The Jun family has a good reputation. Some women or people who are struggling financially can still get in if they want to find a job doing laundry or cooking. After all, he cares about his reputation, so we're doing this!"

"You're going to be a spy for the traitorous king? Is being a spy easy? What if you get discovered...?"

"Then we've been discovered. We've never lacked food or clothing in this line of work, and we've never had to worry about money. These past two years have been fulfilling and energetic, and we've come up with even more ideas."

Know why you live.

If I really die here.

That was a worthy death!

If it's been discovered, then it's been discovered.

If it means death!

Then go die.

Everyone has to die eventually.

Even in death, I want to leave behind my beliefs and the meaning of my life.

That's probably what faith is all about.

This journey may be very difficult.

But!

...

Someone has to do it, right?

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