Chapter 71 Black Pot
Xianling has been established for hundreds of years, and there has never been such a ridiculous thing. A prince's balls were kicked, and it was another prince who did it. Whenever Eunuch She thought of this, he felt a dull pain in the place where he was stabbed. Bodhisattva, what kind of thing is this?
"Father, you must make the decision for me! Just now, my elder brother came up to me and tried to take off my pants without giving me any explanation. How could I bear such a great humiliation? I kicked my elder brother in desperation..."
On the high throne, Lu Yan hugged the emperor's legs and cried bitterly, using the eight words "confusing right and wrong" and "shameless" to the extreme. If one ignores the heart-wrenching screams of the imperial physician and Prince Nanxun who came in and out of the inner room, the emperor might really believe him a little.
"What a mess!"
The Emperor couldn't help himself and kicked Lu Yan to the side. He stood up and pointed at his nose and cursed:
"You think you are a traitor. Is your elder brother a traitor too? Why would he take off your pants for no reason?!"
Although the Emperor loves Lu Yan, there are priorities and urgency in matters. If he were to favor Lu Yan in this matter, he would inevitably be doing a disservice to his other son...
Egg.
The Emperor's kick was not very heavy. Lu Yan rubbed his chest and said aggrievedly: "You have to ask big brother about this. I don't know either. Father, you must make the decision for me!"
The Emperor endured and endured, and finally refrained from kicking him a second time. He paced back and forth in anger: "I have already asked people to interrogate him in detail. Your elder brother clearly wanted to investigate that little eunuch. When did he want to take off your pants?!"
Lu Yan was stunned when he heard this: "Eunuch? He was investigating that eunuch? Maybe I just misheard and wrongly accused you, brother."
The Emperor gritted his teeth, pointing at him with shaking hands: "You idiot, you can make up for your elder brother's... your elder brother's..."
The emperor's face twitched, and he was unable to utter the word "descendants and grandchildren". He waved his sleeves coldly and said, "Go back to your palace, copy a hundred volumes of scriptures, and make amends for your elder brother!"
Eunuch She raised his eyelids upon hearing this and sighed inwardly, thinking that His Majesty was indeed partial. For such a serious matter as his son Sun Gen being kicked, Prince Fengling only had to go back home and copy a hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures. It was really like hitting the head with a feather, which did not hurt at all.
Prince Nanxun didn't know if he heard the noise outside the palace, but he stood up angrily and didn't treat his wounds. He pushed the doctor away and walked out of the inner room with a pale face under the support of two young eunuchs: "Father..."
His legs were shaking and he was sweating profusely. He looked extremely pitiful.
The Emperor wanted to step forward when he saw this, but he realized it was inappropriate, so he waved his hand to signal his servant to bring a stool for Prince Nanxun to sit on. Then he frowned and said, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, you should lie down and rest, why did you come out?"
Lu Yan also quietly leaned over and said, "Yes, brother, you should have a good rest..."
The Emperor interrupted angrily, "Get out! Stop embarrassing me here, you idiot!"
Prince Nanxun could tell that his father was deliberately biased. He knelt on the ground with a plop and cried loudly. His expression was much more sincere than Lu Yan's: "Father! You have to make the decision for me! I was worried about your safety. I thought of searching for the eunuch because he was suspicious. But I didn't expect that my third brother was colluding with the assassin and refused to let me investigate. He even kicked me..."
Prince Nanxun paused and then cried even louder: "You even kicked my descendants! I don't even have any offspring, father!!!"
He beat his chest and stamped his feet, crying like a 200-pound child, wishing he could cut Lu Yan into pieces.
When Lu Yan heard him accuse him of colluding with assassins, he could no longer pretend to be dumb. He knelt beside the emperor with a look of grief and anger and said, "Father, I am wise. Even if I have the courage of heaven, I dare not collude with assassins. If something happens to you, what good will it do me?!"
Lu Yanyu moved to the side of the emperor, and hammered his legs like a servile servant, reciting with great emotion: "Spring feast, a cup of green wine and a song, I bow and make three wishes. One is that my father lives long, two is that I am always healthy, and three is that we can see each other year after year like the swallows on the beam!"
What kind of bullshit poem is this?!
As soon as these words were spoken, not only the Emperor's face turned green, but also the King of Nanxun's face turned green. Although they had known that Lu Yan was unlearned and incompetent, they had never expected that he was so unlearned and incompetent.
The emperor was already beginning to worry about the coming congratulations from all nations. Would this foolish son make him lose face? He tightened and loosened his fists in his sleeves, and finally he slowly exhaled, his face pale as he said, "King Fengling——"
Calling someone by their given name shows that he is really angry.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yan paused in his leg-pounding motion, then quickly retreated a long distance. After making sure that the Emperor's kick could not reach him, he asked cautiously, "What do you want, Father?"
“…”
The Emperor couldn't really kick him to death, so he asked in a deep voice, "Is what your elder brother said true? Where did that little eunuch come from? Why didn't you let your elder brother investigate?"
Lu Yan said firmly, "I have no background, I am just an ordinary eunuch. I can swear to the Nine Heavens that I have no connection with the assassins, otherwise I will die without a burial place! I just don't know why you are so eager to frame me!"
There are nine heavens, where gods and Buddhas gather. Immortals believe in gods and karma, so they never swear an oath lightly. Usually, they just say a few words to Buddha and Guanyin, but no one dares to swear the oath of the nine heavens.
Nanxun King Lu Mang also became anxious after hearing this: "Third Brother, what do you mean! Could it be that the assassin was sent by me?! Just to deliberately frame you?!"
Lu Yan sneered: "Then I don't know."
Prince Nanxun raised his hands angrily, thinking, isn't it just an oath? Who wouldn't do it? He said anxiously, "Father, I can also swear to the Nine Heavens that if I have anything to do with that group of assassins, my whole family will be in trouble..."
“Bang!”
Before he could say a word, he was unexpectedly slapped to the ground by the Emperor. Everyone in the hall could hear the crisp sound and was startled.
"You evil creatures, you should die sooner and be reborn sooner! I must have been immoral in my previous life, and I have committed too many sins in this life, which is why I gave birth to two idiots like you!"
The Emperor was about to explode with rage, he was about to explode with rage, he took two steps back and fell onto the dragon chair, his chest heaving violently, scaring everyone.
"Father!"
"Father!"
"Hey, Your Majesty! Are you okay?"
Eunuch She hurried forward to pat the emperor on the back to calm him down. Prince Nanxun also suddenly realized what stupid thing he had just said. He didn't care about his children and grandchildren being kicked and swollen. He knelt forward in panic, covering his swollen face and said, "Your son deserves to die! Your son said something wrong! Please calm down, father!"
The Emperor's eyes widened in anger, and he raised his finger to point at him, then at Lu Yan. After a long while, he finally spoke: "The assassin has nothing to do with you, and he has nothing to do with him either. Who sent him?!"
As soon as Emperor Junyu finished speaking, he felt that his brain was led astray by these two idiots. Since the assassin had nothing to do with them, he was most likely sent by the enemy. The top priority now should be to search for him with all their strength. Why did they compete with them?
Lu Yan said aggrievedly: "I don't know, if something happens to my father, I am the least capable one and I can't be the crown prince, what good is that?"
Prince Nanxun was also busy expressing his loyalty: "You always scold me for being reckless. I am only fit to be a general defending a city, but not the ruler of a country. The court officials think so too. If something happens to you, I will not benefit from it. They will not recommend me to be the crown prince, but only the second son... Hmm? The second son?!"
Prince Nanxun's face changed, and his brain finally "clevered" for once, and he said nervously: "Father, the assassin must have been sent by the second son! He wants to be the crown prince!"
Emperor: “…”
Lu Yan: “…”
Although Lu Yan felt that this guess was a bit absurd, he and King Guxu were mortal enemies. It seemed unreasonable not to add insult to injury at this time?
No matter what, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Lu Yan thought for a moment, and then he and King Nanxun united their forces. He said hesitantly, "Although my brother's guess is a bit arbitrary, but..."
The Emperor asked without being able to tell the emotion: "But what?"
Lu Yan secretly glanced at the emperor's expression. Wow, it was really ugly. He immediately lowered his head and looked away, fanning the flames without leaving any trace:
“But it makes sense.”
Prince Guxu was sitting at home when trouble came out of nowhere. In the afternoon, he was inexplicably summoned to the palace by the Emperor. He was suddenly confused and could not find out the reason.
He rode into the palace in a hurry, and when he arrived at the Wannian Hall, he saw such a strange scene. The emperor was sitting on the dragon throne with an ugly face, and the King of Nanxun and the King of Fengling were sitting on the left and right below, with their heads down and not saying a word. It was indescribable...
disturbed.
King Guxu looked away thoughtfully, lifted his robe and saluted calmly: "Your son greets you, father."
He has a clear voice, his movements are measured, he is a gentleman, and his heart is full of poetry.
The emperor's expression finally improved a little, because Lu Sheng's existence at least proved that his son was not a complete fool: "Get up."
"Thank you, Father."
King Guxu calmly sat down, glanced at his other two brothers, and then hesitantly spoke: "So the eldest brother and the third brother are here too. I wonder if the emperor has urgently summoned me to the palace for something important?"
Prince Nanxun spoke in a sinister tone, "Second brother, why are you pretending? How could you not know about such a big thing as the assassination of our father? Half of the court are your spies, so why didn't they pass the news to you?"
One advantage of idiots is that they pose no threat, but there is also a disadvantage, that is, they speak too directly, which makes it difficult for people who are more roundabout to cope with them.
King Guxu remained calm, "Brother, what are you talking about? The court belongs to my father. How can I have any information? Of course I have heard about such a big thing as my father's assassination, but I just heard the news and received an urgent summons from my father before I had time to enter the palace. How is it? Has the assassin been caught?"
Prince Nanxun became even more gloomy: "Assassins? Don't you know whether the assassins have been caught? Weren't those people sent by you?"
Upon hearing this, King Guxu's face finally changed. He got up from his seat and knelt on the ground. His handsome face flushed red, as if he was ashamed and angry, as if he had suffered a great injustice. "Father, even if I have the courage of heaven, I dare not assassinate you. First, as a king, and secondly as a father, this is a disloyal and unfilial act! I don't even know when I offended my elder brother to let him slander me like this. We are brothers, what misunderstanding can't be solved?!"
He turned to look at Lu Yan and asked sadly, "Third brother, do you also think that the assassin was sent by the second brother?"
Lu Yan nodded honestly: "Yes."
“…”
The whole hall was silent.
King Guxu's face froze. He was always cautious and reserved when speaking to others. Even if he and Lu Yan were in the same position today, he would definitely pretend to plead for the other party. But he didn't expect... He didn't expect...
#A natural born conspirator meets two straight-talking idiots#
“Puhahahahahahahaha!”
The King of Nanxun laughed so hard that he slapped his thighs and even forgot about the pain in his balls.
"Second brother, what else do you have to say! We both suspect you, do you still want to deny it?!"
King Guxu gritted his teeth silently and said, "Brother, you are joking. This matter is of great importance. It is not like leading troops to fight a war. Whoever has more people is right. I beg you to investigate this matter thoroughly and clear my name."
He was speechless and could not get up, and the Emperor did not respond at all. He sat on a high seat, observing the expressions of his three sons as a bystander. Although he did not say a word, it made people feel inexplicably difficult to breathe, and cold sweat wet their backs.
Lu Yan felt the crafted ball in his sleeve, and suddenly he remembered something. He stood up from his seat in front of everyone, knelt down in front of the emperor and said, "Father, my second brother mentioned the matter of 'innocence', which reminded me of something."
The emperor's voice was mixed with emotion and anger: "Speak."
Lu Yan said: "A few days ago, my son's house was suddenly attacked by a group of swordsmen. It is said that they are from Tianji Palace..."
Before he finished speaking, King Guxu's face turned pale. It had already been confirmed that the Tianji Palace incident was caused by him. Lu Yan brought it up at this time. Wasn't it implying that he had no regard for brotherhood and was cruel and ruthless? !
For a man who can kill even his own brother, it is not impossible for him to assassinate his father. King Guxu was sweating profusely, but he did not dare to open his mouth to interrupt. He just felt that this time it was like yellow mud falling into the □□, it would be shit if it wasn't shit!
Lu Yan continued, "Father is wise and has sent people to arrest these remnants. But according to my investigation, Tianji Palace has been secretly divided into two halves. One half of the people are unwilling to live in poverty and have turned to the rich and powerful, while the other half have stayed in the mountains for a long time, guarding their ancestors' foundation and living a life. They have nothing to do with the assassination."
"They were arrested without reason and tortured severely in prison. Among them were children and women. I beg you, Your Majesty, to have mercy and pardon their death penalty."
The Emperor did not expect that Lu Yan was doing this for this matter. When he was young, he was ruthless and fought hard to conquer the Three Kingdoms. He killed tens of thousands of souls. Although he is old now, he would not take the lives of the dozens of old, weak, women and children in Tianji Palace at his own risk. His brows were furrowed. "Is this what you want to say?"
Does Lu Yan really want to save people, or is he just trying to please the second brother?
Lu Yan: "Father, this is what I want to say."
He always felt that the King of Guxu would be in big trouble soon, and if he didn't tell him now, the Emperor would probably not be in the mood to listen.
The Emperor closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, clearly not taking the matter to heart. He said in a tired tone, "Since you have found out that it has nothing to do with them, just go back and ask the prison to release the person."
"Father is wise."
Lu Yan thanked him and then asked tentatively, "Your Majesty is very busy, how about I take my leave first?"
The emperor was annoyed when he saw him: "Get out, you idiot! You shouldn't have entered the palace today!"
Yu Ji looked at King Nanxun again and said in a deep voice, "You also go back home to recuperate, and the second brother stays here."
There is nothing more joyful than seeing the enemy suffer a defeat. Upon hearing this, King Nanxun bowed and took his leave quickly. He glanced at King Guxu with a saccharine look, and then walked out in a strange posture, supported by two eunuchs.
Lu Yan also covered his chest that was kicked by the Emperor and quickly left the Wannian Hall. However, the moment the door closed, he clearly heard the crisp sound of a teacup breaking from inside, followed by the Emperor's unclear curse:
"You haven't done it?! If you really haven't done it, do you dare to swear an oath to the Ninth Heaven?!"
Lu Yan shook his head, feeling that King Guxu was "pitiful". He was dragged into this situation by King Nanxun for no reason. It was really unfair that a black pot flew out of nowhere.
The same was true for Prince Nanxun. He had no idea of the assassin's origins. He adhered to the principle of "If I don't live well, you won't live well either" and deliberately blamed Prince Guxu. After returning home, he forgot about the matter.
But they never expected that the assassin was actually sent by King Guxu!!!
“Is this true or false?”
Lu Yan was lying on the imperial concubine couch, rubbing his hands with medicinal wine. He sat up straight after hearing the news. His head was buzzing: No way? They were fighting in front of the Wannian Palace, and he just bit someone randomly. He turned out to be the murderer? !
"It's probably true. I heard that his real power has been taken away and he is now under house arrest. The Emperor probably hasn't figured out how to deal with him yet."
Shang Junnian was rubbing medicinal wine on Lu Yan. He poured the medicinal oil into his palms and rubbed it to warm it up before rubbing the blood bruises on his wrist. His slender fingertips carried traces of marks left over from years of sword practice, and his rubbing force was moderate, bringing a rough, shuddering feeling.
Shang Junnian frowned: "You have been practicing sword skills with Eunuch He too hard these days. The medicinal wine in the palace is not enough for you."
Lu Yan fell back on the couch and said lazily, "I have been having trouble practicing a few moves recently, so I asked him to give me some pointers. Being seriously injured is a good thing. It means that Eunuch He must use ruthless moves to defeat me now. He can't even hold back his strength."
Shang Junnian glanced at Lu Yan and said, "Isn't the Emperor also a Sword Sect? Why doesn't he teach you the moves, but ask Eunuch He to teach you instead?"
Lu Yan also found it strange and frowned: "The Immortal Sword Sect's mental method can only be learned by the royal family. My father always loves me, but I don't know why he only taught me two moves when I was young and never mentioned it again."
"King Guxu likes literature, so his swordsmanship is mediocre, but when King Nanxun led troops to fight, my father didn't teach him. Instead, he made him become a disciple of He Jianshuang and learn the He family sword."
The more Lu Yan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "Could it be that only half of the Immortal Spiritual Skill is left, so I can't teach it?"
Shang Junnian said calmly: "Even if only half of the book is left, the Emperor is now at the level of a sword master. I think he has memorized all the moves by heart. Why doesn't he teach you?"
Lu Yan thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with any clues, so he put it aside for the time being: "I'll ask Eunuch He some other day. I think he should know the whole story."
Shang Junnian finished kneading the medicinal wine for him and put away the bottles and jars: "Three days later, all the countries will come to pay tribute, and envoys will enter the capital one after another. You should not practice swordsmanship these few days, otherwise your face will be bruised and purple and it will not look good."
Seeing Shang Junnian getting up and about to leave, Lu Yan reached out and grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Where are you going, Prime Minister?"
Shang Junnian finally lost his composure after hearing this and pulled his sleeves back in annoyance: "Of course I'm copying the scriptures for you. There are still thirty-seven volumes left to copy!"
Ever since Lu Yan kicked the King of Nanxun in the balls that day, he was punished by the Emperor to copy a hundred volumes of scriptures. However, his hands were shaking with pain after practicing sword every day. He couldn't even hold a pen, and his handwriting looked like a dog's crawl, so Shang Junnian helped him copy it.
No one likes such a boring task as copying things, and Shang Junnian doesn't like it either. When he thinks about the half drawer of books he still has to copy and how he has to try hard to imitate Lu Yan's poor handwriting every day, his already gloomy mood becomes even more irritable.
Lu Yan stopped immediately after hearing this: "Go ahead, Prime Minister. I won't bother you any more. Father said that the remaining volumes will have to be checked next month. I have an injury on my hand, so I can't do it. I'll have to trouble you."
Shang Junnian glared at him sinisterly and said, "Your Highness has injuries on his hands, but do I have no injuries on my hands?"
The wound in his scapula hasn't healed yet, and the sword wound in his chest has just healed. What evil had he done to deserve to help the other party copy scriptures!
Lu Yan seemed to be smiling, and he looked handsome and romantic, but he also made people hate him. He hooked Shang Junnian's sleeve and shook it, "I am afraid that the Prime Minister will be stripped of his pants, and then I will accidentally hurt my elder brother and be punished by my father. You should share some of the responsibility for me."
Shang Junnian pulled out his sleeves and walked towards the study room: "It seems that I'd better not enter the palace next time."
Lu Yan smiled and said, "I'm afraid that's not possible. I have to take you and the three hostages to the International Banquet. I think Liu Quedan and the others miss their homeland and probably want to see their relatives."
Shang Junnian paused for a moment, then returned to normal: "Then go ahead."
He left the inner room and went to the study to copy scriptures. Eunuch He suddenly appeared in the room, stood beside the noble concubine's couch, and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness."
Lu Yan sat up straight and leaned back on the pillow thoughtfully: "Eunuch He, I feel that my swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck and it is difficult to break through."
Eunuch He nodded and said, "Your Highness, the moves you have learned are extremely exquisite. This is something I have never seen before. You have achieved this at such a young age. It is not an exaggeration to call you a genius."
"Some people want to reach the realm of the Sword Sect, but they have not been able to do it for years. Some people have a sudden enlightenment, but it only takes a moment. It all depends on fate and cannot be forced. You are still young, it is only a matter of time."
Lu Yan was not in a hurry: "Eunuch He, you are also a sword master, do you have any skills to teach?"
Eunuch He smiled, which was rare. His face was pale and old, but his eyes were as bright as they had been for decades. "Your Highness, I am a eunuch. Eunuchs have their own moves. Healthy people cannot practice them."
Lu Yan was afraid of touching upon his sorrow, and realized that he had said something wrong, so he changed the subject and asked, "Are you and Eunuch She from the same school?"
Eunuch He did not deny it: "This old servant and Senior Brother She have both served His Majesty since they were young. There are also Senior Brothers Hu and Xiang, but they are lucky enough to serve the late emperor."
Lu Yan frowned and looked at him, his eyes filled with doubt: "Since you have been in the palace for many years, do you know...why my father is unwilling to pass on the Immortal Sword Sect's secrets to me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the air became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Eunuch He's expression changed several times, and finally he knelt down for the first time, and said in a difficult voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Your Highness, it's not that His Majesty is unwilling to pass it on, but that it cannot be passed on!"
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