"Where is the Dali Temple Minister?"
After he finished speaking, a man stepped out from the crowd, bowed his head and kowtowed, "I am here."
"I order you to preside over this case and re-examine the case of Prime Minister Huo. Make sure the evidence is complete and there are no omissions. Among the six ministries, the Ministry of Justice will assist in the trial, and the other five ministries will also fully cooperate. There must be no mistakes."
"I accept your order."
"I obey your command."
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In Anguo Temple, Chu Lu, whose expression had lost its expression, gradually looked closer to Chai Zhu's.
He really couldn't figure out what had happened in the short period of more than a month from Kuangxi to the capital. The reason why he could pinpoint it so accurately was because Chu Lu was very sure that no matter when he met Lin Ru and the others last time or when he met Yan Jie later, they had no intention of overturning the case because of Prime Minister Huo's "last will".
This happened for no reason and even Chu Lu was caught off guard.
Almost immediately he recalled the feeling of rejection that came from being stared at constantly by this world's consciousness, and subconsciously he tensed up.
The scene reflected in the "mirror" continued. The emperor left his seat first, and the ministers who had knelt to see him off also left one after another. However, the image in the mirror did not disappear, but turned outward from the empty hall, reflecting the expressions on everyone's faces.
Chu Lu couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
The image in the mirror flashed across the expressions on everyone's faces, and finally stopped at the emperor in the bright yellow robe.
The young man, who had experienced many ups and downs in his life but had eventually grown into a tall and upright man, looked up at the sky.
Wisps of clouds were blown by the wind, and the blue sky was open and clear. A young man in a bright yellow robe said softly, "Sir, did you see it?"
"This world...will never let you down."
After being stunned, Chu Lu couldn't help but shake his head.
“I never felt let down.”
He was already satisfied that he could complete the plot line well and pull back this shaky world that was on the brink of collapse.
As for the reputation after his death... he never really cared about it.
The monk Kongtong opposite him clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra, then repeated his argument, "The donor planted good causes in the past, and now he is reaping the good fruits."
The smile on Chu Lu’s face froze.
This monk...
There's no need to remind him over and over again that this is all his own fault, right?
Just thinking about the expressions on those faces just now, Chu Lu's expression relaxed a little.
Never mind...
Just be happy.
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Chai Zhu, who followed Chu Lu out of the quiet room, had completely lost his expression.
Admit it, right?! Huo Yan's words just now meant admitting it, right?!
Did he admit that he was Prime Minister Huo? !
The shock was so great that Chai Zhu was on the verge of collapse. When Chu Lu asked him, "Are you okay?", he managed to hold back for a long time and uttered, "Should I call you Uncle Huo?"
Chu Lu: "..."
The child was so shocked that he was frightened.
Three years later.
The results of the palace examination were announced, and the emperor's selection of the top scholar topped the list.
This was the second number one scholar in the imperial examination who had won three first places in a row since the establishment of the Dayan Dynasty. When the young man with a graceful figure appeared in the court, many people were surprised and then suddenly realized.
——It is true that a good father will have a good son!
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Another ten years passed, and Chu Lu, who was buried in files and documents and also took time out to teach the little kid in a dragon robe, vaguely felt that something was wrong.
System: Of course not!!
They are here to take a vacation, a vacation! Not to work overtime for free!! 吐魂.jpg
Looking at the host who was once again buried in official documents, the system decided to start another game to calm down.
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Another five years.
Zhao Jing, who had already decided to abdicate and become the emperor, took the heir's hand and handed it to Chu Lu.
"I want to go and see this beautiful land for you, Mr. Dai."
Mr. Chu himself Lu: "..."
I don't need you to "watch it for me", I can go by myself.
"With you and Fenggui here, I feel at ease."
Chu Lu inexplicably felt like his son wanted to go out and have fun, so he just threw his grandson to the old man to take care of.
——What else can he do?
Chu Lu bowed: "I accept your order."
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Maybe it is some tradition of the Zhao family to leave children to be raised by the elders.
After all, Zhao Jing worked diligently for nearly thirty years, but his son Zhao Nianshi was even more excessive. After only over a decade, he stuffed another little kid into his hands, and even said the same thing as his unfortunate father, "I feel at ease with you here, sir," and then let go and went out to enjoy himself.
Chu Lu: "..."
He diligently raised the child for nearly ten years. Seeing that this little kid, who had grown up, expressed the same ideas as his father and grandfather, Chu Lu only thought about it for one night and then simply "died of illness".
A system that has been persuading its host to "die a normal death" since five years ago:?!
#The surprise came too suddenly#
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It's a happy funeral.
Even according to Huo Yan's age, Chu Lu has lived in this world long enough, let alone his real age.
Upon receiving the news, the retired emperor who was wandering outside hurried back to the capital and finally saw his teacher for the last time before his burial.
He couldn't help but sigh and looked at his son with reproach.
——This kid is so useless.
At first it was the Emperor, but later Master Zhao Nian himself also noticed it——
The gentleman seemed to be leaving at any time.
It's like an immortal who came to the world by chance. If there were no suffering in the world, he would not stay here.
So how do you keep people here?
Zhao Nianshi, who was willful in some aspects, chose to follow the example of his father.
The current young emperor, who had been entrusted with important responsibilities since childhood and had grown up to be exceptionally mature, sighed, "Father, please stop letting your temper run wild. My master is also very tired."
Moreover, he had seen the gentleman's expression at the emperor's grandfather's funeral, and he had also seen the other party's grief when he went to Xiao Taishi's residence to pay his respects...
They could certainly keep the master here again and again, but did the master really have to send those old friends away in person again and again? This would be too cruel for the master.
Master Zhao Nian, who was being taught a lesson by his son, said: "..."
He chose to use seniority to pressure others.
Little Emperor: “…”
It's really not easy for him.
Chu Lu who saw this scene through the system.
He was originally worried that his "death" would cause some unexpected changes, but he did not expect to hear this conversation. After a moment of shock, he suddenly understood.
After all, he is not a real "son". As he grows older, his appearance and figure become more and more similar to Prime Minister Huo of the past. I'm afraid Zhao Jing has already noticed something. However, Chu Lu recalled his memories in this world and realized that the other party did not even test him once. He believed it so naturally and accepted it without any hesitation.
This doesn't seem to be a very good quality for an emperor, but Chu Lu couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and smiled: "They are all good children."
System: What the hell are you talking about!
The filter is more than 80 meters, right? ! Whose good kid tricked people into working in a small world for nothing? !
This is without salary!!
The system, which was addicted to playing games and spending huge amounts of money and had run out of savings, howled in pain.
With the experiences of the previous two times, Chu Lu was already very calm when he was pulled back to the world he had been to before.
This is true in theory, but the situation this time is a little different.
Chu Lu looked down at his outstretched right hand.
It's white and soft, with five healthy fingers, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
However……
Wrong size.
Too young and too immature.
This is a hand belonging to a young child.
Although Chu Lu had carried out missions in many worlds, he had never left a world while maintaining the posture of a child.
After all, he is doing the work of a villain, and even minors have protection laws. If it is a child, it will always arouse some unnecessary sympathy from the protagonists.
The system also discovered this unexpected situation and hurriedly gave the host a full body scan.
The conclusion is "very healthy".
It was a very healthy body of a five-year-old human child, not some larval mimicry of some other species.
Chu Lu:......
This is very abnormal.
But no matter what, the first thing to confirm is, [Which world is this? ]
The system was strangely silent for a while, and then made a "click" sound as if the machine was stuck during operation. After that harsh noise, it gave a standard mechanical response, "Query failed."
A moment later, the system emitted an ear-piercing scream, [Ahhhh——]
[This is a damn series world! ]
[We are currently in the process of developing a new plot line. Before this plot line ends, you will not be able to access previous records! ]
The so-called "series world" in the space-time bureau deserves the evaluation of "damn it".
In general, there is only one fate line that needs to be maintained in a small world. When this plot is over, the small world can be independent and continue to operate. In the series world, different fate lines will occur at different times or in different regions in the same time period. This is a disaster for the Space-Time Bureau - not only must we pay attention to the current fate line, but we must also avoid affecting the future.
Although this kind of world is so troublesome, it certainly has its advantages. The world that is finally formed is of a higher level and is not less likely to be destroyed. The fact that the system has no way of investigating the information of this world now proves that its level has reached a certain height.
Chu Lu hesitated whether to search through his own memory. For the sake of the staff's mental health and mental safety, the employees would dilute their memories in the small world in a specific way and store them in partitions similar to computer hard drives. But after all, they were all his own memories, and he could still recall them if he wanted.
But Chu Lu was a little hesitant. Was it worth it for him to completely open up his memory and search for which world this was? He held the tender hand of this body, a little worried that this young body would not be able to bear the amount of information and fall into a state of brain death.
This is probably the situation that the staff of the Space-Time Bureau dislike the most. The body is still active, but the brain is dead and unable to leave the body. Before they really die, they will be trapped in the small world.
The system that sensed the host's dangerous thoughts immediately fell into a screaming chicken, "This is extra overtime! Extra overtime!! Why are you risking your life for overtime!! 】
[Traversal method! Why don’t I just change the algorithm and use the stupid traversal method?! I will definitely find it - beep -]
At the moment when the system was mysteriously muted, Chu Lu also heard some noises in reality, and he raised his head following the sound.
At the entrance of the alley, a high school student in school uniform with a schoolbag slung across one shoulder walked in.
When their eyes met, the high school student who came in froze for a moment.
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