Chapter 150 Ode to Willow
A mysterious feeling.
Zeng Anmin's eyes were fixed on the string of beads on the table that looked like white bones.
There was a gleam in his eyes that seemed to be something but was not.
He seemed to be in a daze.
It also seems like whispering.
"Boom~"
A bell sound rang in his ears, as if it came from ancient times and was brought to his ears along the long river of time.
The sound of the bell is extremely loud.
It seems to have a Buddhist sound.
Can't understand.
But it is extremely shocking.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Zeng Anmin felt like he had suddenly realized something.
He felt a gentle breath passing through his mouth.
But when he tasted it carefully, he found that there was nothing there.
Just when he wanted to explore the mystery.
When looking at the next bead.
This mysterious feeling disappeared.
Zeng Anmin's expression returned to normal.
[Slow Epiphany: Time Remaining 0]
Then he saw [Slow Enlightenment] disappear from the Gold Finger's panel.
“Huh~”
Zeng Anmin slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
He stretched out his white hand and picked up the beads on the table.
There was a look of confusion in his eyes.
"What did you realize just now?"
He knew that he had comprehended some kind of artistic conception and magical power from the bead.
But he couldn't remember what it was exactly.
"No matter what it is, this necklace definitely hides a huge secret."
Zeng Anmin looked at the eerie necklace with burning eyes.
Without much hesitation, he put it into his preparation space.
“Today’s gains are really great.”
Zeng Anmin stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on his fingers.
The next moment.
A golden light rose from the fingertips.
"Golden righteousness..."
Zeng Anmin looked thoughtfully at the ball of light emitting mighty power.
"It should be the result of compression and condensation after each enlightenment of the Six Arts..."
…
Imperial Palace.
Imperial study.
After Bai Ziqing finished explaining the last detail of the Huang Yuangao case, he stood respectfully with his head lowered.
In front of him sat Emperor Jianhong.
At this time, Emperor Jianhong was not wearing a dragon robe, but a black long gown that showed his boundless nobility.
Next to him was an unfinished chess game.
After listening to Bai Ziqing's words.
There was no change in his gaze.
"The Eastern Cult, the demon tribe...stole the Dragon Map."
"Liu Ji is trying to cover up his crime of negligence."
Bai Ziqing looked serious.
"Um."
Emperor Jianhong's fingers tapped lightly on the table.
Bai Ziqing looked at Emperor Jianhong quietly.
At this time, he did not dare to interrupt Emperor Jianhong's thoughts.
He waited for a long time.
Nor did he dare to show any impatience.
Just stood there quietly waiting for Emperor Jianhong.
finally.
Emperor Jianhong slowly raised his head.
An extremely fierce face was revealed.
But he didn't say much.
He just looked at Bai Ziqing calmly and asked:
"Did you solve this case?"
Six simple words.
Bai Ziqing hesitated for a moment.
He raised his head calmly and saluted Emperor Jianhong:
"Your Majesty, I know my own limitations, so when I went to Liangjiang County, I asked Zeng Anmin to assist me."
"Zeng Anmin."
There was an inexplicable light in Emperor Jianhong's eyes.
He wasn't surprised at all.
A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"This boy is quite interesting."
Bai Ziqing did not answer, but just waited quietly.
"Go down."
Emperor Jianhong waved his hand slowly, his face showing no concern:
"You have made great contributions in solving the case. I will discuss this with the cabinet and then reward you accordingly."
Bai Ziqing grinned.
He saluted Emperor Jianhong and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. I will take my leave."
…
After Bai Ziqing left.
Emperor Jianhong's expression could no longer contain its gloom.
He narrowed his eyes and glanced in a certain direction without leaving any trace.
Then he said coldly to the eunuchs waiting below;
"Call Li Zhen, Zeng Shilin, and Duke Weiguo to see me."
"yes."
…………
"father?"
Zeng Anmin pulled the reins and looked blankly at his father's back as he got off the carriage in front of him.
He quickly dismounted and trotted to his father's back.
"Why are you here?"
He asked doubtfully.
Zeng Shilin heard a familiar voice, then turned around and saw Zeng Anmin, with a gleam in his eyes:
"Are you back from Liangjiang County?"
"Um."
Zeng Anmin looked up curiously, then blinked at his father and asked:
"Why are you still going to the palace at this hour?"
Dad didn't answer the question.
He first looked around and found no outsiders, then pulled Zeng Anmin to a secluded place.
The voice was extremely solemn and asked:
"The case is solved?"
"Yeah." Zeng Anmin saw his father's serious expression and narrated to him at a very fast speed:
"This case is a joint effort between the Eastern Cult and the demon race..."
He quickly told the whole story of the case and its outcome.
After listening to this, Dad's eyes flickered with confusion:
"Eastern Religion... No wonder Huang Yuangao died."
There was a hint of realization in his voice.
"What?"
Zeng Anmin was confused for a moment.
"fine."
Dad came back to his senses and looked at Zeng Anmin in surprise:
"Why are you in the palace instead of staying at home?"
Zeng Anmin scratched his head embarrassedly and said:
"I came to find the eldest princess and thank her."
"What to say to her..."
Dad was a little impatient at first, but then he seemed to think of something, and he closed his mouth and said with relief:
"Well, thank her on my behalf."
"I came to the palace this time because His Majesty summoned me. It should be related to Huang Yuangao's case."
Dad turned around, carried Zeng Anmin on his back, and walked slowly forward.
Zeng Shilin then paused, and his voice slowly drifted into Zeng Anmin's ears:
"Behave yourself for now, I think the war is about to start."
Start a war?
Zeng Anmin blinked.
Before he could ask anything, he heard his father's impatient voice again:
"I'll tell you when I get home tonight. Now I'm leaving."
After saying this, his figure slowly disappeared.
Zeng Anmin looked at his father's back.
There was a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
…………
"Meet the Princess."
Zeng Anmin bowed all the way, his attitude remaining neither humble nor arrogant.
In front of him, sat a woman.
The eldest princess wore a red dress today.
Loose areas are still loose areas.
But in some places, even loose clothes can't hide her extraordinary talents.
Still held tightly.
Then there was an extremely smooth curve that wrapped around her waist and hips.
Zeng Anmin just took a glance and then looked away.
Can't watch it anymore.
He took a deep breath.
Suppress the restlessness in your heart.
"Ever since crossing over, it's been one case after another."
"Solving cases all day long...and they never stop."
"When can I lose my virginity so that all my hard work will be worthwhile."
This body is now in the period of youthful restlessness.
It is easy to be distracted by some superficial things.
The eldest princess's face showed no strange expression. She looked at Zeng Anmin calmly:
"Did you come to me this time to find out about the Xihuangtu?"
Zeng Anmin's old face flushed slightly, and he coughed dryly:
"I haven't been in Beijing recently. I went to Jiangnan."
The implication is also obvious.
I haven't started looking yet.
"Then why did you come to see me?"
The eldest princess glanced aside, stretched out her white fingers, twisted the incense stick on the table, and slowly inserted it into the small burner on the table.
Zeng Anmin bowed with both hands:
"I came here specifically to thank the Princess."
"Thanks?"
The eldest princess raised her eyebrows slightly, then turned her head and looked at Zeng Anmin with a smile:
"What can I thank you for?"
Zeng Anmin did not dare to neglect it. He coughed and said:
"That day in the hall, if it weren't for the Grand Tutor's words, my father would have been sent south."
The meaning is obvious.
If my father is sent to the south of the Yangtze River to handle the case, I am afraid that the situation in the court that has just been stabilized will become unfavorable to him.
That’s all I have to say.
Be brief and don't make things too clear.
If he doesn’t tell her, the princess won’t know?
"hehe."
The eldest princess nodded without comment.
She didn't need to say it explicitly.
Party line.
No matter how officials get along with each other, there is no need to talk about it openly.
The only way in this world is to get along with each other in a friendly manner and help each other.
Where did the idea of forming a clique come from?
"How's the Huang Yuangao case going?"
The eldest princess glanced up casually, and her expression was full of charm.
Zeng Anmin's throat rolled over when he saw this.
He quickly lowered his head and said seriously:
"The main culprit in Mr. Huang's case was a spy from the Eastern Religion working in conjunction with the demon tribe."
"After assassinating Mr. Huang, the two thieves also stole the Dragon Map."
"Investigating the Dragon Map?" The eldest princess frowned slightly, and her very smooth voice murmured:
"The martial arts diagram of Fengqi Road..."
After a long time.
Her eyes looked towards Zeng Anmin.
Just happened to meet Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"They put so much effort into planning a martial arts map. What is the purpose of the demon clan and the Eastern Cult?"
Her voice sounded inquiring.
But Zeng Anmin knew that she was asking the question knowing the truth.
Zeng Anmin coughed slowly, his eyes turned serious and he said:
"My Great Saint Dynasty has been on good terms with the Jiang Nation for a long time. The demon race certainly doesn't want this relationship to continue for long."
"And now that the Jiang Kingdom's empress is in power, people's hearts are still not at peace. There must have been some dissatisfaction among the Jiang Kingdom's royal family."
"Those members of the Jiang Kingdom's royal family may not be saying it openly, but they must be secretly harboring thoughts of resistance."
"But since the empress took office, she has been adopting a strategy of showing goodwill towards our Great Holy Dynasty."
"So the demon tribe can only collude with the Jiang Kingdom's evil-minded royal family to plot against my Great Sage Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River, hoping to throw dirty water on the Empress. Ideally, they would create a rift between our two countries and sever the alliance."
"Only in this way can the demon clan have a chance to survive."
Zeng Anmin said this while looking at the eldest princess's expression.
The eldest princess raised her eyebrows first.
Then he looked at Zeng Anmin in surprise.
Then he nodded frequently.
Zeng Anmin continued:
"And this is exactly what happened with Huang Yuangao's death."
"Be it a spy from the Eastern Religion or a demon clan."
"They are certain that the death of a second-rank provincial governor in our Great Saint Dynasty will not remain indifferent."
"Even if the Empress didn't commit this crime, in order to appease the anger of the officials and the people, our Great Saint Dynasty must demand an explanation from the Empress."
"Although this case won't temporarily destroy the alliance between our two countries, Shengjiang, it will inevitably create a gap that is invisible to the naked eye."
After Zeng Anmin finished speaking, he sighed deeply:
"Alas, if this happens, I wonder how many innocent people will be implicated."
After saying that, he sighed again.
The image of being concerned about the country and the people is established first.
The eldest princess's eyes gradually became serious.
What she thought of, Zeng Anmin thought of.
Zeng Anmin could also think of things that she had not thought of.
Never thought.
Zeng Anmin is still so politically sensitive about the relationship between the two countries.
"So what do you think of the rebels in Jiang State?"
The eldest princess looked at Zeng Anmin with an expressionless face.
Zeng Anmin sneered:
"A bunch of maggots who only want to create chaos in the world."
"While investigating a case, Bai Ziqing and I encountered an ambush by people from the Eastern Cult in a desolate forest."
"Whether Your Highness believes it or not, after being struck by the Eastern Religion's 'dream-entering' technique, what I dreamed of was actually Your Highness's majestic figure."
Zeng Anmin remained calm and glanced at the eldest princess's towering figure.
Then he bowed to the eldest princess:
"Your Highness spoke harshly in my dream and woke me up."
"That's how I avoided being tricked by the Eastern Sect's spies. I quickly woke up and used my righteous energy to help Bai Ziqing clear the black energy from his temples. That's how I was able to survive this calamity without any danger."
Zeng Anmin's face was extremely serious:
"Your Highness, please accept my respect for saving my life!"
The eldest princess did not believe Zeng Anmin's sweet words.
But I don't want to expose it.
She smiled faintly and said, "What did I say in your dream that could wake you up?"
Zeng Anmin said solemnly, "Your Highness read a poem."
The princess blinked and raised the corner of her mouth slightly:
"Tell me about it."
After saying that, the eldest princess slowly leaned back on the bench, stretched out her fingers lazily, pinched a grape, and put it into Yinghong's mouth.
Zeng Anmin coughed lightly, then took a step and walked slowly in the yard.
One step, two steps.
Zeng Anmin's voice slowly rang out:
"The tangled branches have not yet turned yellow, yet they are driven wildly by the east wind."
As soon as he finished the two lines of poetry, he secretly glanced at the eldest princess.
The eldest princess was chewing grapes at this time.
There was a hint of daze in his eyes.
Zeng Anmin took two steps forward slowly, his voice full of enthusiasm:
"They know how to use the flying flowers to cover the sun and moon, but they don't know that there is clear frost in the world!"
After finishing reading, he looked at the eldest princess with burning eyes:
“I’m ashamed to say that when I first heard this poem, I didn’t understand its meaning.”
"It wasn't until I solved the case that I realized the Eastern Religion's spies and the Yao Yao Clan were colluding to murder officials of our Great Saint Dynasty."
"And behind the Eastern Religion's spies, those Jiang Nation's traitors are colluding with certain officials of our Great Saint Dynasty..."
Zeng Anmin sighed and said:
"It was only then that I realized that Your Highness's poem was a metaphor for a moral."
"It offers a bitter satire and stern rebuke of those who, in politics, rely on power and wealth to become complacent, pointing out that while they may be able to dominate for a while, they will ultimately fail."
After finishing speaking, Zeng Anmin showed admiration:
"The poem is full of metaphors and images, blending descriptions of objects with philosophical ideas. Its satire is clear but not superficial and direct, and its meaning is profound and thought-provoking."
Just at this moment.
The eldest princess's beautiful face had become a little dull.
(End of this chapter)
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