Zu An had anticipated this question and calmly replied, "It was thanks to the desperate help of several other silver-ranked embroiderers that we were able to kill the enemy in such a perilous situation. In the process, two silver-ranked embroiderers, Tao Qing and Yan Ke, were sacrificed. I humbly request Your Majesty to allow them to join the Hall of Glory and to provide preferential treatment to their families."
Zhao Hao's voice rang out again after a long silence: "Granted!"
He accepted the other party's explanation. After all, whether it was Zhang Jie or Zu An, even if they were considered important figures in the eyes of ordinary people, they were just ants to him.
He didn't care how ants fought.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" This was the first time Zu'an had ever sincerely thanked him.
"How's the situation in Zishan lately?" Zhao Hao asked again.
"During this time, I arranged for the Imperial Guards to repair the mountain and secretly investigate various hidden dangers. However, everything is normal at present, and the Taoist Grand Competition is also nearing its end..." Zu An roughly recounted the events of the Grand Competition.
"Hmph, Kongming Island and Taixuan Cave, these previously declining sects can still cultivate such powerful disciples. It seems that the imperial court has been too lenient with them all these years," Zhao Hao muttered to himself.
Zu An silently mourned for Kongming Island and Taixuan Cave, especially Kongming Island, which was truly an unexpected disaster. They were clearly not that strong; they were completely tricked by Yun Jianyue.
"What happened to the disciple from Kongming Island who went missing?" Zhao Hao suddenly asked again.
"It's not clear yet; the Daoist sect is investigating." Zu An naturally couldn't tell him the truth.
"Don't worry about these things. Just remember your mission. You interfered recklessly before, almost causing the Prince of Yan's mansion to rebel. I haven't settled the score with you for that yet," Zhao Hao snorted coldly.
Zuan was furious. "You're the one who asked me to investigate the seventh-place gold medalist. What do you mean I'm meddling?"
"I am already on my way to Zishan. Just keep a close eye on things in Zishan during this time, and don't cause any more trouble," Zhao Hao said in a deep voice.
Although with his strength as an Earth Immortal, he could appear from the capital to Zishan with a thought, he was here to perform the Heaven-worshiping and Fengshan ceremony, and the proper sense of ritual was necessary, so he could only lead a large group from the capital to Zishan.
Along the way, he would also summon local officials and occasionally take the time to show his face to the people.
"Yes!" Zu An thought he needed to inform Sister Yun as soon as possible, otherwise, if Zhao Hao came to Zishan while they were still there, they would be in danger. Before leaving, Zhao Hao warned, "Unless you discover some earth-shattering conspiracy in Zishan, you are not allowed to summon me again, or you will pay with your head!"
Anger from Zhao Hao: +400 +400 +400...
Clearly, being summoned back and forth by Zaun these few times had made him extremely annoyed.
Zu An thought that seeing his angry appearance, he must be like those old relics of the demon race who are nearing the end of their lifespan, needing to spend most of their time in seclusion and slumber. Every time he summoned him, it was as if he was losing his life.
Sigh, I really wish I could invite him over to hang out every now and then.
However, Zuan knew very well that doing so would only lead to him being torn apart by the enraged Zhao Hao.
After seeing Zhao Hao off, Zu An went directly to the prison where the Prince of Yan was imprisoned. The Prince of Yan was raging at the jailer who brought him food. Clearly, he was not having a good time being imprisoned here, as he was usually so arrogant.
"Your Highness, what's wrong? Who made you angry?" Zu An walked over with a smile.
Upon seeing it was him, the Prince of Yan snorted irritably, "You know perfectly well why I'm asking!"
Zu An found a stool and sat down in front of his bed: "With Your Highness being so uncooperative, even if we wanted to seek justice for Your Highness, we couldn't do it."
The Prince of Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately put on a smile: "Eleventh Lord, do you have any advice for me?"
Zuan then slowly said, "After my investigation over the past few days, I've discovered that the case of the seventh-ranked gold medalist is quite suspicious. It seems that someone is deliberately leading us to investigate your case. Your Highness, think about whether you have offended anyone. Who is most likely to do such a thing?"
"It must be Zhang Jie, it must be him!" The Prince of Yan slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "That old bastard is full of evil intentions. He has always had a grudge against me and has always wanted to get rid of me. There is no one else but him who would dare to do such a thing!"
He was worried that naming Zhang Jie would backfire, so he could only be vague about who he was referring to.
Hearing what Gold Medal Eleven said, he wasn't stupid. He immediately realized there was a chance and naturally stopped worrying.
“We have indeed found some clues about him now,” Zuan said ambiguously.
The Prince of Yan was overjoyed: "If Lord Eleven can help me clear my name, the entire Prince of Yan's household will surely remember your kindness."
Zu An coldly replied, "I am handling this case impartially, so why should you remember any favors I have done for you?"
He came here to deceive the Prince of Yan. Now that Zhang Jie is dead, it would be a pity not to take advantage of him. He will create a time difference, do the Prince of Yan a favor, and in this way, everyone will have a good relationship in the future.
After all, this guy also harbors rebellious intentions, and given his connection to the Demonic Sect, he might come in handy in the future.
"Yes, yes, Lord Zu is so selfless, I admire you." The Prince of Yan said with a smile. He had thought this guy was repulsive before, but now he looked particularly cute.
"Let's get this straight, one thing at a time. You may be innocent about the seventh-place gold medal, but we still need to check the records to see if there are any problems." We need to scare him enough; we can't let him think that getting out is too easy.
As expected, the Prince of Yan's expression changed, but he reacted quickly and said, "Those must have been framed by that scoundrel Zhang Jie. I believe that Your Excellency Eleven has keen eyes and will surely be able to find out the truth."
Zuan nodded in satisfaction, so that when he came out in the future, he would really think that he had deliberately done him a favor.
After settling everything in Yicheng, Zuan planned to return to Zishan, but wondered where Yun Jianyue had gone.
While he was lost in thought in the room, a sweet voice suddenly rang out from the window: "Little brother, are you thinking about some girl?"
Upon hearing this familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice, Zu An was both surprised and delighted, and looked up.
A stunningly beautiful young woman leaned against the window, her eyes sparkling with a smile.
With a rosy complexion, bright eyes, delicate eyebrows, fair skin, and moist red lips, she possesses the appearance of a young and beautiful girl, yet every feature exudes a charming allure that seems incongruous with her age.
"Red Tears!" Zu An never expected to meet her again under such circumstances. He had heard from Yun Jianyue that she had been sent on a mission.
He rushed to the window and hugged the other person tightly. In fact, the two of them also rarely saw each other.
Qiu Honglei was also very excited. She had clearly recognized the other person on Zishan Mountain but could not acknowledge him, which made her longing for him even stronger.
The two embraced tightly, and then, overcome with emotion, they naturally kissed. After all, they had done almost everything before, except for taking the final step, and their bodies were already familiar with each other.
Just as the two were passionately kissing, a soft cough came from the side: "Did I come at the wrong time?"
Anger from Yun Jianyue: +66 +66 +66...
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