Han Zeyu entered the tunnel and arrived at the imperial city with ease.
The remaining tunnels can only lead to three directions: the Dali Temple prison, the Ministry of Justice prison, and the inner hall of the Imperial Observatory.
After much deliberation, Han Zeyu decided not to bother digging a new tunnel.
He estimated that there was probably no one in the imperial palace who was more powerful than him.
If he had evil intentions and wanted to assassinate the emperor, wouldn't he be able to rule the country naturally?
At that time, his family's Su Shi'en will be enthroned as the queen, Tiezhu will be the general of national defense, and Zhao Xun will be the minister of revenue.
Lin Jing was named the head of the imperial merchants, and he was allowed to print the works of Qingbai Lord on a large scale, including hardcover editions, collector's editions, and zodiac commemorative editions.
They have to draw lots, queue up, get up early and work late, beg for help, and use eighteen levels of connections before they can buy it.
As for the three thousand beauties in the harem, he didn't want them. After all, his greatest strength was his loyalty.
But when he thought about taking over the national treasury, Han Zeyu's rebellious thoughts immediately faded.
That's not the national treasury, that's a big hole. Looking back over the past five thousand years, the national treasury of every dynasty has never been full.
No, no, he is a nepotist. It is better for you to be a good official and serve as a minister's family member!
The palace was so huge that Han Zeyu was flying around like a headless fly.
During this time, he also encountered patrolling guards, but he cleverly avoided them.
Where is it?
Han Zeyu lay on the tallest building in the entire palace, stretching his neck to look down.
Could it be that the place where the lights are still on in the middle of the night is right there?
Han Zeyu sneaked over carefully and found many people standing outside the door of a side hall.
If someone is carrying a medicine box, then his occupation is self-evident.
The palace door slowly opened, and a bright yellow figure walked out. This was the first time Han Zeyu saw the emperor, and he couldn't help but feel excited.
The emperor is quite young, and looks to be in his thirties.
His Majesty, the 38-year-old Emperor...
After all, I was wrong.
Several imperial physicians filed in, and it looked like the patient inside was in a very critical condition.
Han Zeyu counted on his fingers and found that there were only two days left until Xiao Chenxuan's birthday, so he had to hurry.
But there are too many people in the hall. How can he get in?
After much deliberation, the only option was to lure the tiger away from the mountain to buy him some time.
After a while, an imperial physician came out to report the situation to the emperor.
Not long after, the emperor left, taking most of his guards with him.
Han Zeyu's eyes lit up, it was really God's help.
Just when he was planning to use himself as bait to lure away all the people outside the palace gate, he didn't expect that something unexpected would happen. A traitor jumped out and blew himself up.
Men in black and wearing cloth masks have almost become standard, and people like Han Zeyu who wear masks have become the odd ones out.
The man in black seemed to want to use a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but he never expected that while the mantis was stalking the cicada, there was an oriole behind it, and his efforts actually made things difficult for others.
The guards were chasing after the black-clad assassin, probably quite frightened.
The appearance of an assassin in the palace was, to put it bluntly, their dereliction of duty.
Fortunately, His Majesty the Emperor passed away early, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
The scavenger Han Zeyu quickly sneaked into the side hall and found that there were five people in the hall.
Two imperial doctors, two palace maids, and a person responsible for decocting the medicine.
Han Zeyu found that he didn't need to get too close. Standing ten meters away, he could feel the energy flowing everywhere.
With him around, Xiao Chenxuan wouldn't die, but he would most likely become mentally confused, just like those experimental subjects in the iron cages.
First he was stabbed, and then his father slapped him, causing him to vomit blood.
Who took advantage of this loophole and did what to Xiao Chenxuan?
Place the two pieces of jade on the ground, and then use your supernatural power to send the jade over.
Han Zeyu also absorbed some of the energy leaking into the air, which helped to reduce Xiao Chenxuan's burden.
After a while, Han Zeyu put the jade away. It seemed that he was only half full.
The guards outside the door returned one after another, and Han Zeyu was not in a hurry to leave. He felt that the man in black would definitely come back.
As a result, the man in black came back, but he didn't show up at all. He tinkered with the roof for a few times and then left.
Han Zeyu's face was full of black lines. Is this guy sick?
Where did he get the radiation source? Did he dig out the sarcophagus?
Just when he stabilized the magnetic field in the hall, it was destroyed again. Han Zeyu repeated the previous steps exhausted.
He felt like a constantly running range hood, with all the dirty work thrown at him.
After removing the evidence from the roof, Han Zeyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't even rest. After changing into his night clothes, he went straight to Zhou Yi and asked him to take him into the palace.
Early in the morning, Zhou Yi was trapped in bed. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he was so scared that he almost fell off the bed.
Oh my god, Han Zeyu, why is this evil star back?
By the way, it was Abbot Deyun who personally went to Shuzhou to invite this person.
Wait, putting aside other things for now, does this mean that Xiao Chenxuan can be saved?
Han Zeyu interrupted his beautiful fantasy: "Master Zhou, do you want to enter the palace wrapped in a quilt?"
Zhou Yi was indignant. You think you are right to block someone's bed so early in the morning?
Thinking about the times when he was beaten, Zhou Yi swallowed his complaints back into his stomach.
Han Zeyu ate Zhou Yi's breakfast, teased Zhou Yi's son, and chatted with Mrs. Zhou about the cultural landscape of Shuzhou. They had a very pleasant conversation.
During this period, she also did not forget to promote her own Shu brocade bags, saying that she would give her one in the fall.
Zhou Yi picked up his son's rice porridge and drank it all in one gulp.
I thought to myself that since your father has been bullied like this, it’s time for you to tighten your belt and fulfill your filial duty.
Zhou Zijun, who was only five years old, dared not say anything but just gnawed the egg in his hand, eating it with great care.
Zhou Yi had a special channel to meet the emperor, and Han Zeyu acted as his little follower, following behind Lord Zhou with his head lowered and his eyes submissive.
Zhou Yi's heart was extremely hot, how could he describe how great it was? He thought to himself, will there be a day when you, Han Zeyu, will lower your noble head?
When a villain succeeds, he becomes arrogant. Zhou Yi was so happy that he turned to sorrow and was completely crushed by the pressure of supernatural powers. He almost fell to his knees.
Han Zeyu flexed his wrists. He had only been away for more than a year, but he couldn't even tell who was the big and small king.
Are you getting carried away, or am I unable to lift the knife anymore?
Zhou Yi cleared his coughs awkwardly and asked the deputy steward of the inner court to pass on a message to Eunuch Wang, telling him that there was news about the miracle doctor.
Miracle doctor?
Is he the miracle doctor with superb medical skills, unpredictable personality and erratic whereabouts?
Han Zeyu OS: I didn’t expect I have so many labels…
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