The side gate of the Court of Glory, the corridor of divine swords.
"Gu Xiang, he has arrived." A spirit official strode over, bowed slightly, and whispered to an old man in front of him.
"The court debate isn't over yet, let him wait."
"yes."
After the spirit official left, Gu Yu straightened his clothes and stepped steadily into the main hall. A carpet was laid on the stone bricks, and there were four pillars in the hall with three or five people standing on them. The radiant stone throne at the top was empty.
Everyone bowed to the ancient jade, their faces showing respect.
"Let's continue the court deliberations."
Gu Yu stood below the throne steps, facing the crowd with a blank expression, and asked, "Have you found out the source of the new weapon?"
"Prime Minister, it has now been determined that those firearms and knives were all transported out from Prince Shu's border warehouse. Our people cannot get in. From morning to night, the border warehouse area is guarded by armored soldiers, and the defenses are very tight."
An elderly man in his seventies stepped out, bowed, and said.
"Prince Shu has built several factories inside, which are emitting black smoke all day long. Judging from the output, they have mastered a mature production line. In addition to the standard .75 caliber, they also produce .51, .49 and 6mm rockets, including armor-piercing and high-explosive rounds. The firearm can fire small rockets to propel bullets with low or even no recoil."
Another middle-aged man also shared what he knew about the situation.
These two men were Gu Yu's right-hand men, the mainstays of the old Ling King's forces, and extremely loyal.
Prince Yue and Prince Shu are now very powerful, and the old Prince Ling is bedridden, leaving behind three sons. The royal court's direct line is gradually weakening. The only solution that Gu Yu can think of is to join forces with the Dong Party and find new allies. Thus, the standard of 'cooperation between the two parties' was introduced.
However, the production of new weapons also dealt a blow to the old King Ling's position in a practical sense.
The standard incendiary guns equipped by armored soldiers are just one example.
.51 and .49 caliber standard firearms were Prince Shu's trump cards.
"Is he planning to equip ordinary soldiers with the new standard firearms...?" Gu Yu frowned. Large-caliber incendiary guns like those are not easy for ordinary people to equip. Carrying them on the shoulder is like carrying a cannon, which greatly affects actual combat.
Small-caliber weapons are exceptionally suitable; by selecting physically qualified soldiers and training them meticulously, an absurdly powerful Burning Legion can be cultivated in just a few years.
“Continue to monitor the border warehouse area, record their shipment quantities, and transportation routes.”
"yes."
Gu Yu looked at the other person, who was no more than 40 years old, with a calm expression, and stood to the side with his head down.
This man is the second prince's right-hand man. He was once saved by the royal family and thus gained their loyalty. His name is Star Key, and he is a psychic master.
"What has the second prince been doing lately?"
Upon hearing this, Xingyue blinked. "Didn't the Ancient Prime Minister instruct Your Highness to intensify your study of psionic properties? Your Highness hasn't gone out recently."
Gu Yu: "Yes, thank you for your hard work. You must teach the Second Prince well; he is our hope for the future."
The old King is afflicted with the disease of the Black Calamity. The future of the royal family must not be inherited by the third and fourth princes. They are illegitimate sons, and their intentions are not good, nor are their abilities outstanding.
However, with the support of Princes Yue and Shu, even a fool could be helped to ascend the throne.
Everyone knows the truth.
A ruler with weak power often ends up either being poisoned or sidelined, dying in despair.
Gu Yu's loyalty has never wavered. He will arrange everything properly within this short year, before the old Ling King departs for the west.
That would require defeating the factions of Prince Yue and Prince Shu, and sacrificing everything to consolidate royal power.
Afterwards, the group discussed many issues and resolved them one by one. Gu Yu dismissed his colleagues, left the empty throne, went out through the side door, and walked along the Divine Sword Corridor to the Palace of the Prime Minister, where Duan Wujiu was sitting obediently inside waiting for him.
"You've come." Gu Yu smiled.
Duan Wujiu quickly stood up and bowed to Gu Yu: "Gu Xiang".
"I know what you're trying to say. The situation at Wall One has been chaotic lately, and it's certainly difficult for you to manage alone. However, let's not talk about that today..."
"Your problem will also be solved."
Gu Yu's words were puzzling. Duan Wujiu was taken aback and looked at him silently.
Gu Yu said, "I will introduce you to a distinguished guest. Please follow me."
Duan Wujiu dared not say more and followed Gu Yu, leaving the Quanxiang Palace and walking into the depths of the Glory Court.
Located in the heart of the giant dome, this is the tallest building formed by the city's mountains, reaching to the sky and even touching the ceiling of the giant dome at its highest point.
Of course, the locals at No. 10 Wall don't call it the 'Giant Egg'; they call it the 'Ecological Park'.
The sunlight becomes very soft in the ecological park, and under the shade of the trees, patches of Tyndall effect are formed. Following the quaint corridor, you enter a high place that resembles a lighthouse.
There was a bed there, facing the window.
A gentle breeze blew as the old Spirit King lay dying on the bed, with two spirit priests standing beside him. Their skin was withered and sallow, their eyes were devoid of pupils, only the whites of their eyes remained, and their arms were partially exposed, like the skin on the surface of a stone, unlike those of a living person. A bright blue light shimmered between their palms, transforming into streaks of light that were reshaping the old Spirit King's body.
This old man had been in power for many years, but now he was seriously ill. Duan Wujiu witnessed this firsthand and was deeply shocked.
“This…this is…” he stammered.
Gu Yu didn't say much, but instead led Duan Wujiu up.
Beside the bed, besides the two spirit officials, there was a middle-aged man sitting motionless at the head of the bed, looking thoughtful.
He was draped in a black cloak, with a lithe and handsome figure. Perhaps due to years of travel, he possessed a calm and composed demeanor, though his face appeared slightly haggard. The man was fiddling with the jewelry hanging around his neck, muttering something to himself. Hearing the noise, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at Gu Yu and Duan Wujiu, a flash of azure light passing through his eyes.
He first looked Duan Wujiu up and down twice, but still did not speak.
Gu Yu said, "Wu Jiu, let me introduce you. This is the eldest prince of the old Ling King. He has been traveling abroad for ten years and has only recently returned in secret."
Duan Wujiu was deeply shaken.
The eldest prince was said to have been traveling for a long time and had not returned, leading many to believe he had died long ago.
Otherwise, he would surely inherit the throne in front of the Court of Glory; how could it be the second prince's turn?
He actually came back?!
The eldest prince, Sa Lingtian, looked up at Gu Yu and asked, "Who is he?"
Duan Wujiu immediately bowed his head and remained silent.
Gu Yu smiled and said, "Your Highness, this man is a pawn I planted in the Eastern Party. He has made many contributions to the royal family over the years and is trustworthy. I brought him here to see you."
Sa Lingtian slowly stood up, walked forward, and after a moment of silence, said to Duan Wujiu, "A turmoil is about to break out. Since Gu Yu trusts you, then you are my comrade-in-arms."
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