Chapter 105 Preparation
At this point, it's actually too late to make any more arrangements.
But Zhao Youchen couldn't help but ask, "His Majesty hasn't woken up yet, what should we do?"
Since Li Qinghe came and went, Fu Mingyi has been thinking a lot.
He knew Li Qinghe's capabilities. Otherwise, he wouldn't have openly and covertly begun cooperating with them before heading north.
There are some things he can't do using the Fu family's power, but he can borrow Li Qinghe's power.
For example, when he was in Beiping'an City, he needed Li Qinghe to relay messages to the young emperor.
For example, this time at Tianyin Temple, he also needed Li Qinghe to determine whether the young emperor's coma was caused by Tianyin Temple.
Nanding was not originally the capital of the Great Xiao Dynasty; under the rule of Emperor Tianhe, it was more like a forgotten corner.
Despite its bustling atmosphere.
Therefore, he would carefully consider which force to use or what decision to make.
If even Tianyin Temple cannot remain neutral, there is probably nowhere else in the entire Namding region where His Majesty can stay safely.
This means that all his previous efforts will be in vain.
To make matters worse, he will find himself in a dilemma.
If they save lives, their hidden secrets will be revealed to the world.
If he is not saved, there is no possibility that what he hopes for will ever come true.
Now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to believe that with Li Qinghe's abilities and reputation, as long as he can find a way to safely bring the young emperor to the Martial Soul Tomb without exposing her, she will definitely wake up.
Fu Mingyi steadied himself. "Prepare as usual. Also, personally go back to the palace and bring His Highness Yan to the Martial Soul Tomb."
Zhao Youchen did not understand what Fu Mingyi meant, but seeing that Fu Mingyi had turned to look at the young emperor again, he knew that this was not the time to ask questions, so he accepted the order and left.
Fu Mingyi said in a low voice, "Although Your Majesty has broken your promise, I will protect Your Majesty."
When did I ever break my promise?!
As expected, Fu Mingyi personally accompanied the emperor, and with the help of Master Jueyan, he had the young emperor carried down the mountain in a tightly sealed sedan chair, and then put him into a carriage, which slowly headed towards the Martial Soul Tomb.
Master Jueyan maintained a solemn expression and a worried look throughout, appearing even more concerned than Fu Mingyi.
With nothing to do, Xiao Qing floated around the carriage, looking around.
Life is full of surprises.
If someone had told her while she was alive that one day she would experience the life of a wandering ghost wearing a "dog leash," she would never have believed it, not even if you beat her to death.
She can believe even the strangest things now.
The closer Xiao Qing got to the Martial Soul Tomb, the more eerie the wind seemed to blow.
This feeling is very subtle.
This made her involuntarily wary.
She thought of the chaotic and noisy sounds she heard when her soul left her body.
Later, as she drifted through the room, she gradually became almost inaudible.
She subconsciously looked at Ma Hong again. He seemed to be in slightly better condition, perhaps because of the medicine the Grand Tutor had given him.
But what exactly is that medicine?
Xiao Qing felt that she had more and more questions and more and more curiosity.
This is not a good sign. It will hinder her from leaving.
The Martial Soul Tomb was not built for a long time, but it is now completely finished.
This area was flat and open, and now it has been transformed into a high staircase. At the end of the staircase, the tombstone faces north. Nearby, there is also a Temple of the God of War, a Stele of the God of War, a cenotaph, and so on.
Wang Xiang, Sun Jinyi, Yu Zaiting, and others had been waiting at the Martial Soul Tomb for a long time. When they saw the emperor's entourage slowly approaching, they all came forward to greet them.
Wang Xiang took the lead, seemingly holding something in his hands.
Fu Mingyi, on the other hand, was searching for Li Qinghe's shadow.
Li Qinghe didn't see it, but the black bird he always carried with him was already waiting among the dead branches of a tree, its round eyes fixed on this side, motionless.
Fu Mingyi felt a little relieved.
Wang Xiang walked over solemnly, carrying a set of old armor.
Xiao Qing glanced at it, then thought of Fu Mingyi's response at Tianyin Temple.
Wang Xiang was adept at taking advantage of others' misfortunes.
Wang Xiang wanted to see His Majesty, so he found an excuse to say, "His Majesty has graciously granted my elder brother's old armor to be enshrined in the Temple of the God of War. The Wang family is deeply grateful, and Wang Xiang has come to express his gratitude!"
Fu Mingyi knew that Wang Xiang must have an eye in Tianyin Temple. But this eye wouldn't be very close to His Majesty.
Wang Xiang used this as an excuse to confirm the young emperor's condition.
However, he needs to do so now.
Fu Mingyi whispered, "His Majesty has been performing rituals for days and is truly exhausted. He just slept for a while..."
Wang Xiang suddenly realized, "It was my fault, Your Majesty. I almost disturbed Your Majesty's rest."
Fu Mingyi smiled and said, "It's alright. His Majesty also said that if the Prime Minister comes to pay his respects, he must invite him in to show his closeness."
Wang Xiang thought it was perfect and naturally agreed.
Fu Mingyi invited him into the spacious carriage. Wang Xiang saw that the young emperor looked normal, as if he were asleep, and his mind raced again.
Fu Mingyi's explanation sounded reasonable. However, he was always strict with His Majesty and would certainly not allow him to be sleeping after arriving at the Martial Soul Tomb.
"Does the Grand Tutor have anything to say?" he asked in a low voice.
Fu Mingyi said calmly, "You and I are both pillars of the state, and we should naturally put His Majesty first in everything we do."
Wang Xiang nodded, "That's absolutely right."
As they were talking, Zhao Youchen appeared at the Martial Soul Tomb with Xiao Yan.
The two then got out of the carriage.
As soon as Xiao Yan saw the Grand Tutor, he rushed over, "Grand Tutor! How is my brother the Emperor?" His face was full of worry, like a good younger brother who was concerned about his brother.
Many people around them, upon hearing his question, unconsciously turned their gaze toward the carriage.
Why is His Majesty not here?
Some people looked at Wang Xiang and Fu Mingyi with curiosity in their eyes.
Wang Xiang said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. His Majesty is taking a rest and it would be inconvenient to disturb him."
After saying this, Wang Xiang realized that he might have been tricked by Fu Mingyi.
Whether or not His Majesty was actually asleep is another matter, but the fact remains that everyone saw him go in and come out together with Fu Mingyi.
He had previously harbored some intentions to make things difficult for Fu Mingyi, but now, if he were to use the young emperor's matter to make things difficult for Fu Mingyi, wouldn't he be...
Ultimately, he was just too greedy.
They want imperial favor for the Wang family, but they also want to bring Fu Mingyi down. Can one have their cake and eat it too?
Xiao Yan said, "I apologize for being so talkative."
Fu Mingyi said, "It is only natural for Your Highness to care about your brothers, and there is nothing wrong with me saying that."
Before Xiao Yan could say anything more, the official in charge of ceremonies came forward and reported, "The auspicious time is approaching. Your Majesty, please move your carriage. The Prime Minister and the Grand Tutor should make preparations in advance."
Fu Mingyi's heart sank, and his eyes swept over the withered tree.
Blackbird is no longer there.
Wang Xiang nodded, "Then let's prepare as soon as possible."
He glanced at Fu Mingyi and said in a low voice, "Grand Tutor, you have some impressive skills."
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