Chapter 320: Master Xuanxi Suffers Heaven's Punishment

If he dares to refuse, his father will exile all the Chu family members in Lingnan.

Xiao Fei felt a stuffy and painful feeling in his chest, as if there was a fire burning him.

He was not attached to the position of the eldest prince at all.

"Your son obeys your order."

The emperor smiled and said, "Fei'er, please don't let me down."

"It's so glorious."

"Clean and clean."

"The garrisons of Ningcheng and Yicheng are under your full command."

"Don't worry, father." Xiao Fei said without any sadness or joy.

What a big deal.

There were nearly 10,000 soldiers defending the two cities, and these soldiers were about to raise their butcher knives and attack the people of Wanxing.

"I, your son, have the courage to ask your father again, when will you summon Sansi to investigate the matter of your son's impeachment in detail?"

The emperor smiled and said, "When Fei'er returns triumphantly, I will order you to preside over the trial."

"Thank you, Father, for your grace."

"Father, I want to visit the Empress Dowager before I leave Beijing. I beg for your permission."

The emperor paused for a moment and said, "The Queen Mother has always loved you. It's time to go visit her."

"I will go with you."

Changning Palace.

Empress Dowager Xie looked at the father and son who came together in surprise.

"Why is Fei'er here?"

Empress Dowager Xie looked at Prince Duan with a kind face, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Empress Dowager, Fei'er is about to leave the capital, and his return date is uncertain. I have come to visit you before he leaves." Prince Duan's eyes gently swept over the graying temples of Empress Dowager Xie, his voice choked with a hint of sob, and his nose was slightly sour.

In the past, he also grew up lying on the lap of Empress Dowager Xie.

In fact, he was also a child raised by Empress Dowager Xie.

Both Empress Dowager Xie and Emperor Jingxiang treated him very well.

"Are you going to tour the country again?" asked Empress Dowager Xie.

Prince Duan did not comment, but knelt on the ground and bowed, "Aunt, take care of yourself."

Empress Dowager Xie narrowed her eyes slightly, stroked the Buddhist beads on her wrist for a moment, then took them off and handed them to Prince Duan, saying softly, "This string of Buddhist beads has been with me for many years. I am giving it to you now. May everything go well for you and you will be free from disasters and difficulties."

Prince Duan carefully took the Buddhist beads and said, "Fei'er will keep them well."

The emperor who witnessed this scene felt a little jealous.

Queen Mother Xie hadn't given him anything for a long time.

No, I have sent it before.

I've cursed and slapped you.

"You guys go now. I'm going to recite the scriptures." Empress Dowager Xie knelt down in front of the cushion again and closed her eyes.

As soon as he left Changning Palace, the emperor stretched out his hand and said, "Take it."

Prince Duan pretended to be confused and blinked blankly.

"A string of Buddhist beads." The emperor enunciated each word.

Prince Duan said aggrievedly, "Father, that was given to me by the Empress Dowager."

The emperor lowered his eyes and said nothing, but he never withdrew his hand.

Prince Duan reluctantly handed over the Buddhist beads.

The emperor was very satisfied.

Empress Dowager Xie in Changning Palace was also very satisfied.

Prince Duan expressed his intention to cooperate with her, and she was happy to see the result by giving her a string of Buddhist beads.

Xiao Yao, who killed his nephew to seize the throne and treated human life as worthless, will sooner or later be deserted by his relatives and friends.

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The wheel of time slowly rolls into mid-May.

Rain began to fall in Wanxing and Beiba counties, which had been suffering from drought and high temperatures for a long time.

At first, the raindrops were small and soft.

The sound of the spring rain is as precious as oil.

Gradually, the raindrops became bigger and bigger, and thunder and lightning appeared in the sky.

The people of the two counties had no time to rejoice over the long-awaited cool weather, but began to worry about the predicted floods and epidemics.

Can we really survive a natural disaster?

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

Lightning struck the Wanxing County Inn one after another, breaking the beams in Master Xuanxi's rest room. As the beams fell, flames began to rise.

In full view of the crowd, the famous mage Xuan Xi was smashed into a bloody mess by the falling beam.

The unskilled Qintianjian Supervisor Yan looked up at the sky, calculated with his fingers, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

He really was becoming increasingly unable to see through the celestial phenomena.

It's a complete mess.

It was even more chaotic than the year when Emperor Jingxiang died suddenly.

Lu Yao said at the right time, "Hurry up and save people."

"What if there are still some alive?"

As soon as the words fell, the officials and servants of the post house looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and rushed into the crumbling room.

Lu Yao also took advantage of the chaos to get in, but he didn't save the people. However, he pulled out a lot of thin and long metal bars without anyone noticing, and quietly stuffed them into Lu Mingchao's hands.

This thing is so scary. It can actually draw lightning down from the clouds.

He was afraid that if he kept it for too long, his luck would be bad and he would follow in the footsteps of Master Xuan Xi.

Lu Mingchao took the metal lightning-attracting finger stick into the space supermarket.

The deceitful and misleading mage Xuan Xi deserved only such a death.

Prince Duan sent a secret letter, and the emperor ordered him to bring Master Xuanxi back in grand style.

Now he has been crushed to death by the broken beam struck by lightning and burned into charcoal, which is quite a sight.

After all, this is the first case in more than a hundred years since the founding of Daqian.

"Zheng Yan, how can I explain this to His Majesty?" Lu Mingchao stood under the intact eaves with a worried look on his face.

Strict supervision is very annoying.

It was as if he was the one struck by lightning, not Master Xuan Xi.

"I, I don't know either."

No one would be struck by lightning again and again.

Yan Jianzheng was very suspicious that Master Xuanxi had done something secretly that angered both God and man.

"Tell me the truth."

"The law does not punish the masses. With so many witnesses, Your Majesty will believe it."

Lu Mingchao frowned.

The law is not responsible for everyone?

No, the one sitting on the dragon throne wants to massacre the city.

"Then I'll trouble the Supervisor to write a memorial and send it to the capital."

Yan Jianzheng: He is just a charlatan!

Yan Jianzheng took a deep breath and accepted his fate.

He uncomplainingly ordered the servants to carry out the tattered body of Master Xuan Xi in the rain and place it in an empty room.

With lingering fear, he looked up at the sky filled with lightning and thunder, then trotted out of the room.

You have to believe in it.

Even the most accomplished monks were struck to death, let alone this half-full charlatan like him.

On the night when Master Xuanxi was crushed to death, Prince Duan and his entourage came to the Wanxing County Posthouse wearing straw raincoats.

When seeing the miserable death of Master Xuanxi, Prince Duan silently gave Lu Mingchao a thumbs up in his heart.

I just knew that Lu Mingchao was going to do it!

But, you still have to pretend on the surface.

"What's going on?" Prince Duan asked coldly.

The raindrops dripped from the straw raincoat onto the ground, as if a small hammer was constantly hitting people's hearts.

"Your Highness Prince Duan, Yan Jianzheng has already written the memorial." Lu Mingchao said softly.

The strict supervisor sighed and told everyone exactly what he had seen.

Prince Duan was surprised.

How did Lu Mingchao do it?

How could there be someone in this world who could use thunder for his own benefit?

Lu Mingchao: It has nothing to do with her.

He committed many evil things, which were beyond the reach of Heaven and he was eventually punished by Heaven.

"This matter must not be leaked to anyone!" Prince Duan narrowed his eyes and sternly scanned everyone present.

Yan Jian was rubbing his hands together and said, "It's too late."

"Your Highness, countless people in Wanxing saw with their own eyes how Master Xuanxi was crushed to death by a beam and then burned by lightning."

"Many people are leaving the city to seek refuge with relatives in various places because they are worried about the coming torrential rain. By tomorrow morning, the news will probably spread throughout Yicheng."

Prince Duan: It would be better if it spreads widely.

My father was able to massacre Wanxing, so could he also massacre Yicheng?

Who is he?