Chapter 150: There Are Really Remnants of the Fierce Emperor
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"Enough, enough! Why are you all looking at me? Is now the time to look at me?!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Hong Muer broke down her defense, raised her finger and pointed forcefully in the direction of the man in black robe.
"You remnant of the Fierce Emperor! Didn't you say that now is the critical time? What are you doing!?"
The man in black robe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something and laughed strangely at Ji Lie, who had a gloomy face.
"Ji Lie, you are much better than I thought, but this is better. If you are not alive and kicking, I won't be able to appreciate your pain."
After the black-robed man said this, Hong Muer and Feng Ling no longer cared about the problems ahead.
Ji Lie is the real name of Emperor Lie, but the remnant of Emperor Lie, who holds the imperial edict and claims that Emperor Lie is the legitimate heir of Dayu, wants Ji Lie to suffer.
Ji Lie's face was gloomy, but he was looking at Feng Ling and Hong Muer.
Feng Ling and Hong Muer felt a chill coming over them. Just as they were about to take action, their eyes went dark and they fell limply to the ground.
This time Li Yanmo held both of their arms.
Ji Lie let out a long breath and looked coldly at the man in black robes, "I have nothing to say to you, the remnants of Emperor Lie. Get out!"
"Hmph - Ji Lie, you can't evade this debt."
Li Yanmo was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he cautiously asked, "Tai Shou Du Chen?"
Seeing that his identity was seen through, the man in black robe had no intention of hiding it. He raised his hand and revealed that it was the Nanyang City Governor Du Chen.
Li Yanmo trembled and said, "So, the Sky-Eating Locust is also you, the governor..."
"That's not the case. I haven't finished my account book yet," Du Chen said with a strange look on his face. "Why would I want to add a stain to my resume?"
"Oh, so your identity as a remnant of the Fierce Emperor..."
Li Yanmo dragged Feng Ling and Hong Muer away from Ji Lie.
Given his stereotyped impression of Emperor Yu, it was impossible for this matter to unfold in a serious manner.
The loyal followers of Emperor Lie were so obsessed with the idea that even if Ji Lie himself did not have that idea, they wanted Ji Lie to take the position of Emperor Yu again...
Absolutely impossible!
"Humph, of course it's true. I came here for only one thing, and that is to carry the Fierce Emperor into the ancestral temple!"
"Do you think it's possible?"
Ji Lie's eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious. If Li Yanmo had not been deaf, he would have almost thought that Du Shen had just said that he wanted to destroy the Dayu Dynasty.
Li Yanmo felt his head swelling. "Well, Lord Du Chen, can you tell me the situation in detail?"
"good--"
At the moment when Du Chen's eyes moved away from Ji Lie, Ji Lie shouted "sneak attack" and stretched out his hand, wanting to use some means to throw Du Chen out.
But Du Chen had anticipated this and reached into his sleeve with his right hand.
The ancient imperial edict was fully opened, and a line of large golden characters lit up.
[I am your father!] From today on, you are Emperor Ji Lie! 】
"ah--"
Ji Lie screamed, covered his eyes and fell backwards.
"I don't want to see it! Don't show it to me!"
Du Chen was like a god holding a magic mirror, forcing Ji Lie to retreat step by step with his imperial decree, while Ji Lie was like a ghost who could not stand the sun and could not raise his head.
"Master Li, it's actually like this. Any Emperor Yu could only be in office for three hundred years, but Ji Lie only sat for a hundred years before he removed himself from office and called himself the Lie Emperor. He also severely injured himself in a lightning speed and buried him in the Lie Emperor's tomb. His descendants had already fled long ago."
"The Yu Dynasty has problems with the Ministry of Works' account books, and there are millions of sects outside who are eyeing the throne covetously. The throne of Emperor Yu cannot be left vacant."
"Master Li, what do you think Dayu would do in this situation?"
Li Yanmo thought for a moment and then asked tentatively, "Let another prince take the throne?"
"Right!? That's exactly what happened!" Du Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he tightly grasped the imperial edict in his hand, "My grandfather served the Eighth Prince at that time."
"The Eighth Prince knows everything about astronomy and geography, and is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He has even learned the Taoist tradition of Shennong."
"That year Ji Lie became emperor, and the Eighth Prince was given poisoned wine—"
At this moment, Ji Lie, whose heart was most painful after being reminded of the imperial edict, struggled to stand up.
"Bullshit! That day, not only did they steal the immortal wine that I was reluctant to drink, but they also got me drunk in my prince's mansion, and finally filled the bill with inferior wine! It took me twenty years to figure it out!"
Du Chen paused and pretended not to hear Ji Lie's protest and continued, "Ji Lie removed himself from the list. Emperor Yu was indispensable. The Eighth Prince, who was saving the world, did not receive the news in time and was dragged back to the Great Yu Dynasty overnight. Even the identity of the miracle doctor he had prepared was taken up by the imperial doctors of the Imperial Medical Office in turn."
"And we, the followers who support the Eighth Prince, are also forced to deal with the problems of the Ministry of Industry!"
Seeing that Du Chen was getting sadder and sadder, Li Yanmo couldn't help but ask, "So, the Eighth Prince was exhausted and died on the throne of Emperor Yu?"
"That's not the case. The Eighth Prince has always paid attention to his health in order to seek revenge. It's a pity that Ji Lie has already learned the art of Zhuge's mechanical device. We, the Emperor Lie Party, can't find him no matter how hard we try."
Li Yanmo rubbed his face vigorously. "So, the so-called Emperor Lie Party wants to carry Ji Lie back to the ancestral temple to replace the Eighth Prince and leave the Eighth Prince with a... good reputation?"
“It’s natural!”
Ji Lie pointed at Du Chen, his voice trembling, "Traitor! Remnant! Remnant! How can the Great Yu Daoist tradition be manipulated at will with such a trivial reason!"
"...Du Taishou, does that mean you and I don't have any... conflicts?"
Li Yanmo thought about it, then raised his finger and gestured.
Du Chen nodded first, then thought for a while and said, "Of course. This time, Sect Master Li, you have helped us a lot. The Mausoleum of Emperor Lie will be left there anyway. I will report to Emperor Yu and give it to you as a branch building of Tianxu Building in Jingzhou."
Li Yanmo's eyes twitched wildly.
He still remembered that his second disciple once said that if he wanted to build the Tianxu Tower in Jingzhou, it would conservatively require more than a hundred times the amount of spirit stones as the Tianxu Tower in Ganzhou.
"No - this tomb of Emperor Lie belongs to the Great Yu Dynasty. I absolutely cannot accept such a generous gift. Please value it and settle the account. Even if it takes ten thousand years, I will pay it back!"
Li Yanmo's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were clear and bright, like a clear spring.
Zhuge Moer couldn't help but glance sideways.
Du Chen was stunned for a few seconds and then nodded solemnly, "Okay——"
Seeing that his tomb was about to be moved away in a few words, Ji Lie immediately reached out his hand.
"Wait! I need to say something!"
Du Chen took out an account book from his arms and began to flip through it.
"This tomb of Emperor Lie was built by you using the funds of the Dayu Dynasty during your lifetime. According to Dayu's laws—"
"Okay! I have nothing to say!"
(End of this chapter)
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