Madman Chu's single sentence instantly shattered the joyful atmosphere.
Granny Wei trembled all over, and Xiahou Yan's hands also trembled.
Today is the fifteenth of the first lunar month.
It didn't snow today.
It's sunny.
Tonight, perhaps, maybe, a full moon will appear!
They marched all the way to the capital, sweeping all before them. Overjoyed, they forgot that it was a full moon night.
If he goes mad again today, then not only Emperor Yangsheng, but also the civil and military officials and the people of the whole country will not allow Yin Jin'an to ascend the throne.
After all, no one would allow a "monster" to become emperor.
Yin Jin'an didn't care much and said to Xiahou Yan, "I'll go take a look."
Jiutian took his hand and said, "Second Uncle, can I take a look too?"
"Aren't you afraid of the Nine Heavens?"
"If it's scary, I'll come out."
Xiahou Yan stopped her, and Granny Wei said sadly, "Master, perhaps we shouldn't watch it?"
"It's alright, I'll go take a look." Judging from their appearance, this dungeon shouldn't be for anyone else, but for the original owner of this body.
He was confined to his place on every full moon night.
After passing through three iron gates and descending more than thirty steps, one arrives at the center of a massive water dungeon. In the center stands a thick, dark iron pillar, about the size of a person's arm span. Around the dungeon are six similar pillars, with thick iron chains bearing arm and neck rings, connecting these seven pillars. The ground is also covered with thick iron rings.
If you're locked up like that, you'll never be able to escape, right?
Yin Jin'an looked at this super luxurious dungeon, deep underground, with such thick iron chains and such a sturdy dungeon, it was specially built for him.
Is "his" destructive power really that great?
He stood under the large iron pillar, reached out and touched the pillar and the iron chain, and a sense of sorrow welled up in his heart.
A child is locked up here, his life filled with misfortune.
He wanted to kill Emperor Yangsheng, kill Chu Hanhua, and leave no one alive in the Chu and Cui families.
Jiutian had already realized that this was where her second uncle was being held, and she couldn't help but burst into tears, hugging Yin Jin'an's neck and sobbing.
Madman Chu hurriedly coaxed Jiutian: "Master, don't be afraid. This is where the most powerful people are imprisoned. I would be overjoyed if I could be imprisoned here, which would mean I am very powerful."
Unfortunately, I don't even have the right to shut this place down.
Yin Jin'an smiled and said, "Jiu Tian is scared, let's go out."
Once outside, Yin Jin'an gave a stack of silver notes to Granny Wei, asking her to go out and buy vegetables, rice, and some new clothes.
He was too lazy to scold Empress Chu and Emperor Yangsheng. Over the years, they had been lacking food and clothing. Empress Chu was always afraid that if they had too much money, they would hire a miracle doctor, but they didn't even have the money to see a doctor.
After asking around, Yin Jin'an learned that, apart from Granny Wei, all the head maids originally left by Wei Mu were either dead or missing. Apart from Granny Wei, only Xiahou Yan and his guards remained in the courtyard.
"What exactly is wrong with my madness?"
Yin Jin'an only has memories from before she was four years old, but she was too young to remember them very clearly.
Granny Wei cried and said, "This old servant doesn't know what happened. After the Empress passed away, Your Highness was first banished to the Cold Palace. Later, His Majesty built that dungeon, and Your Highness was imprisoned in this courtyard."
"How long have I been in the Cold Palace?"
"Two years."
Two years is enough time to poison someone.
Yin Jin'an returned to the capital, and powerful figures and influential families in the city, who were well-informed, had already come to him to curry favor.
"Master, the Chunyu family has sent 150,000 taels of silver, 500 top-grade furs, 5,000 shi of white rice, and five slaughtered pigs."
"The Ma family sent 150,000 taels of silver, 3 bushels of pearls, 5,000 shi of rice, and 300 chickens, ducks, and geese each."
"The Guo family sent 150,000 taels of silver, 3 bushels of gemstones, 5,000 shi of white rice, and 300 jin of beef."
...
Granny Wei muttered under her breath, "Seeing that the master is in power, they've all come to curry favor."
Xiahou Yan asked, "Master, shall we accept it or not?"
Yin Jin'an raised an eyebrow and said, "Of course I'll accept it! These are just a drop in the ocean for them. I don't lack money, but I must accept it. Only by accepting their things will they feel at ease and think that I have tolerated them."
It's impossible to befriend them, but when you're in a high position, no matter how arrogant you are, you still need to gather all your strength.
The common people are the foundation, but if the powerful and wealthy do not support the court, there will be endless trouble.
Yin Jin'an ate a meal at the mansion, and the prince's mansion was filled with supplies.
After noon, Yin Jin'an was noticeably restless and found the noise around her quite loud.
"I've been exhausted for several days. Clean up my bedroom so I can get a good night's sleep. No one is allowed to disturb me."
Yin Jin'an's eyes had begun to turn red.
Both Granny Wei and Xiahou Yan were terrified.
The master's strange poison hasn't been cured yet, is he about to fall ill again?
Granny Wei quickly tidied up Yin Jin'an's bedroom. Yin Jin'an and Jiu Tian went in, and Granny Wei said to Jiu Tian, "Young Master, why don't you come and play with this old servant?"
Jiutian was dressed as a little Taoist boy, and everyone, except for Yin Jin'an, thought she was a boy, including Granny Wei.
Jiutian said, "My second uncle is sleeping, and I am meditating in his room."
Granny Wei was afraid that Yin Jin'an would harm Jiutian when she fell ill, and said with heartache, "Why is such a young child meditating?"
“I am a Taoist priest, so of course I must meditate,” Jiutian said. “My second uncle said that anyone who tries to force their way into the courtyard will be given a lightning bolt.”
As Jiutian spoke, he closed the door to Yin Jin'an's bedroom.
Seeing Yin Jin'an covering her head, her eyes gradually losing their whites, she gently rubbed Yin Jin'an's temples.
He said, "Second Uncle, your practice of the Mysterious Heaven True Scripture is actually a form of internal energy cultivation. If you can endure extreme loneliness, your martial arts will also improve!"
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