Chapter 341 The News Spreads
In the moonlight, crows were still circling overhead.
On the grave in the mass grave, the former national teacher of Dayu, Guhuo Zhenren, sat on his own coffin.
He was stunned for a moment before he understood what the other person said. Then he shook his head and said blankly, "I don't know."
"I don't know?" The sloppy man put the long sword made of copper coins on his back and marveled at it.
"Then it seems that after you died, your soul was not taken back by the God of Impermanence at all. Haha, there are many people in the capital who can stop the God of Impermanence. The female emperor, Zhang Yanyi, and the monk Xuanyin who rarely shows up but has unfathomable strength... can all do it."
As he spoke, the leader of the "Underworld Cult," one of the three major evil organizations in the martial arts world, said:
"I warned you long ago that going to the capital is extremely risky. Three celestial beings are crowded in that city. Are you crazy enough to go looking for trouble? Who do you think you are? The Wuxiankui on the cliffs of Qingshan Mountain in the East China Sea?"
Guhuo Zhenren showed annoyance on his face, sneered and retorted:
"I am different from those of you who hide in the dark. I want to do great things."
"Yeah, okay, let's do big things." The leader of the Underworld Cult nodded perfunctorily.
Not wanting to argue with this guy whose head was filled with lust, he sneered and said:
"You will be devoured by your own desires sooner or later. As an evil cultivator hated by everyone, you insist on becoming the Imperial Master. The old emperor was foolish back then, and he gave you two years of advantage. You should be satisfied.
He should have left quickly before the old emperor passed away to avoid being liquidated by the newly appointed crown prince.
And yet, you, coveting the position of Imperial Master, were unwilling to give it up, supporting someone like Xu Jianwen and getting involved in the palace infighting... You died once, but you still didn't learn your lesson, and you're doing it again."
Guhuo Zhenren was ridiculed and sneered back:
"You talk so nicely, but why are you willing to cooperate with the Kuangfu Society? Don't tell me you're just here to make money. Aren't you also eyeing the royal mausoleum? Are you greedy for the Yin energy that has been nurtured for six hundred years?"
The poorly dressed leader of the Dark Cult did not refute and just smiled:
"What are you going to do next?"
"Hide and recuperate," Guhuo Zhenren did not hide his intention to recuperate.
"Then find Zhuang Xiaocheng and ask him to find out how I died this time. Humph, I'll remember this grudge!"
When he said this, the old Taoist priest's face was ferocious and terrifying, as if he would not give up until he killed his enemy.
The man in the sloppy red clothes turned and walked away, throwing and catching the copper coin with his palm, saying:
"I must remind you that if you die again, even if you can afford the price, I cannot guarantee that I can bring you back."
Guhuo Zhenren said nothing and sat on the grave with an expressionless face.
What he didn't say was that he didn't know who killed him.
But this time, thanks to the mysterious connection between the two souls, he vaguely sensed that the person who killed him had something that made him extremely afraid and extremely eager.
"I've got my eyes on you."
The old Taoist priest looked at the bright moon above his head and said softly.
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A night passed, the darkness receded, and the sky in the east began to turn pale again.
When Zhao Duan woke up from his coma, his first reaction was a burning pain all over his body.
“Hiss…ah…”
He grimaced in pain as soon as he moved. He struggled to sit up and found in a daze that he was still in the warm hall of the bedroom.
The coffee table and other objects in front of him were already knocked over, as if they had been hit by heavy objects many times.
He looked down and found that his clothes were torn into strips... His chest was covered with scratches, and there was a strange bruise on his stomach...
"..." Zhao Duan's expression was dull, he didn't understand what happened last night.
"Are you awake?" Suddenly, a cold voice came to my ears.
Xu Zhenguan yawned and walked out of the "inner room".
She was still wearing the same gauze dress, no different from the one she wore before going to bed last night, except that her face looked a little tired, as if she had not slept well.
Even in the pseudo-heavenly realm, she still couldn't get rid of the need for sleep. Although she was always energetic in the past, she still slept for at least two hours at night.
But last night...she had a very poor sleep quality!
"Your Majesty... Last night I was..."
Zhao Duan showed a strong desire for knowledge and was puzzled by the scars on his body.
Xu Zhenguan glanced at him and said lightly:
"You lost control of your mind last night and were very dishonest. I had no choice but to stop you."
This is said politely, but it translates to "you beat me up"... Zhao Duan complained, but at the same time he was also curious about what had happened to him to deserve such a beating...
He tried to recall, but his memory of last night only stopped before he fell asleep.
"So that's how it is. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your help!" Zhao Duan stood up and saluted, then found that his legs were also limping.
He has to thank us for being beaten...Xu Zhenguan twitched the corners of his mouth and felt a little sorry.
Although this guy's unyielding spirit last night was really infuriating, among the six desires, there was no appetite for food or greed for money, only one desire...
From this perspective, it's quite specific...
"Come here, get some medicine for the external injuries, bring back Lord Zhao's clothes, and send some food over." Xu Zhenguan ordered towards the outside of the door.
At this time, the sky was already bright and the doors and windows appeared white.
This difficult night finally passed, and Zhao Duan realized that he had survived the "aftereffects", and what remained in his body was only pure "soul power" that could be absorbed by him.
Once it is slowly digested, it will be time to advance to the middle level of the Divine Chapter.
As for the statue of the god of death and the candle magic weapon, the empress did not give him any ideas.
Not surprisingly, the imperial court always destroyed or hid the "evil talismans" in a safe place to prevent them from being lost.
After a while.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and accompanied by the coolness and morning mist of the autumn morning, one by one, the palace maids came in carrying trays.
When he saw the messy warm room that had obviously been the scene of a "battle", and Zhao Duan's clothes that were torn into strips, especially the bloody scratches on his chest.
Even though they had all received professional training, the expressions of the palace maids serving the empress had obviously become extremely subtle.
Even thriller.
As palace maids in the bedroom, they know much more about the relationship between His Majesty and Lord Zhao than outsiders.
Most people also know that the so-called "face-to-face lovers" never spend the night in the palace, and are probably fake.
Therefore, after seeing this scene, I was particularly shocked.
The look he gave Zhao Duan was different.
So crazy?
The palace maids' poor imagination could not conceive of the possibility that they had scratched it themselves, and they instinctively thought that it was His Majesty who scratched it.
"Sir Zhao... please change your clothes." The palace maid's voice became hesitant.
"Put it down, I'll do it myself." Zhao Duan showed a warm smile.
After a group of palace maids left with excitement in their eyes, the empress also walked back to the inner room to avoid suspicion, leaving Zhao Duan to apply medicine on his wounds and change back into his original robes.
After getting dressed, the emperor and his ministers had a simple meal in the house. After satisfying their stomachs, Xu Zhenguan put down his bowl and chopsticks and said calmly:
"I have an early court session today, so I should go. You can go back on your own."
"I obey your command." Zhao Duan also put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Xu Zhen looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, and suddenly said:
"It's been a long time since you let Zhuang Xiaocheng go."
Zhao Duan nodded seriously and said:
"I was just about to report to Your Majesty that Zhuang Xiaocheng has been hiding in Jianghu, making his whereabouts difficult to track. This time, I have arrested the rebels in the capital overnight, not only to deal a heavy blow to them, but also to take the opportunity to make some arrangements."
Xu Zhen looked at him, without asking any further questions, and said calmly:
"Whatever you want to do, just sit down and let go. I agree."
This sentence carries great weight, meaning that the empress has delegated power to him to do some less legal things against the rebels.
Zhao Duan stood up, said yes solemnly, and then turned around to say goodbye.
When he pushed open the carved wooden door of his bedroom and walked out, his face was splashed by the morning air, and the warmth and fragrance that had lingered on his body all night quickly faded away.
At this time, he heard the bell from the direction of the Meridian Gate across the palace.
The courtiers entered the palace.
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The officials in the court wore official robes, walked through the Meridian Gate, entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and stood firmly on the left and right.
It was discovered that His Majesty did not arrive on time today. According to the rules, as long as His Majesty does not come, the court meeting will not be considered as being held, and we can chat in low voices.
At this moment, a group of ministers naturally started discussing the "return of the imperial teacher".
A full day has passed since the National Master appeared, but what happened last night has not spread yet, and people still don't know that the National Master has been arrested.
Instead, what happened to Kong Hanlin and the other two last night attracted much attention and would spread in the Golden Palace.
"Is Kong Hanlin really dead? They say he hanged himself in his study?"
"It's said that the deputy general Qianniu also went mad and set his house on fire. The flames shot up into the sky. The deputy general killed people on a whim. He was apprehended by the officials of the imperial court. They said they were still waiting for him to regain his consciousness."
"Priest Zhao from the Tianshi Mansion was staying at his private residence last night. He was injured and was taken back to the Tianshi disciples overnight. He seems to be fine."
A lot of discussion!
As the news spread, the faces of the ministers in the palace all turned grim, filled with anxiety and a hint of fear.
They are not too afraid of martial arts masters because they can see and touch them and they have guards to protect them.
But this kind of strange magic is really frightening, especially when one person dies, one goes crazy, and one is injured overnight.
Everyone is in danger!
Someone went to find Ma Yan to verify the news, but found that Ma Yan had not attended court today.
Only Yuan Li and Li Yanfu, the two pillars of their respective parties, looked calm, but they were very skilled in cultivating their Qi, and were not completely calm in their hearts.
"Silence! His Majesty is here!" Suddenly, a eunuch came in and shouted at the top of his voice.
In an instant, all the ministers returned to their seats and fell silent.
After a while.
The empress, wearing a dragon robe and a crown, stepped onto the dragon throne. Xu Zhenguan smiled:
"What are you discussing? I've been listening from outside."
Yuan Li said, "Your Majesty, we are discussing how to deal with that evil Taoist. He is a disaster to the country and cannot be allowed to stay for long."
Xu Zhenguan nodded slightly in agreement, his eyes swept over the nobles below, and said lightly:
"I was just about to tell you that last night, Zhao Duan, the Imperial Guard, led his men to seize the Kuangfu Society branch, but encountered a demonic Taoist and killed him on the spot."
In an instant, the court became quiet.
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Typos should be corrected first and then replaced
(End of this chapter)
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