Chapter 375

If this scene was seen by the people of Chu State, especially those officials in the court, they would be shocked and speechless.

Kneeling to the emperor is a matter of course, even if it is an idiot emperor, but this is Zhang Dashi!

Liu Shisui naturally knew who the main messenger of this murder was, and also knew what this grand scholar meant to Chu, but he thought it was normal.

He asked Jing Jiu for instructions, "Kill him?"

Master Zhang's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't hear this sentence, and he didn't turn around and run away.

When he entered the palace alone, he had already expressed his attitude.

"Don't mess around."

Jing Jiu waved his hand, motioning for the Grand Master to get up.

Bachelor Zhang said: "Your Majesty, that's not what I meant."

Jing Jiu said, "I know."

Grand Master Zhang was silent for a while, and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to be in charge, I can always..."

"In no mood."

Jing Jiu didn't let him finish his sentence, and said, "Just pretend that this incident never happened, and you will deal with it yourself later."

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Grand Master Zhang left the palace to deal with the follow-up, and he did not forget to ask for those maids and eunuchs to be brought back. Your Majesty must have no fewer people to serve.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and the imperial guards surrounded the outside tightly. Not to mention assassins, even the flies that came over after hearing the smell of blood were unable to enter.

The eunuchs and maids were very frightened. They didn't know when the palace gate would open and a massacre would be ushered in. They shivered all night.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

The gate of the palace was opened, the imperial army withdrew, the palace was extremely bright in the morning light, and the world was as usual, as if nothing had happened. Of course, there have been some changes. For example, the young and powerful minister of the Ministry of Rites was suddenly deprived of his official position, and several young and strong officials were demoted, expelled, and poisoned to death in the mountains and forests in the south...

Mr. Zhang was driven back to his hometown to guard his grandfather's grave. It was not until many years later that he was escorted back to the capital by the imperial cavalry.

There was also a small but noticeable change in the palace.

His Majesty has a small guard beside him.

The little guard was by His Majesty's side all the time, never leaving the palace. At night, he would guard outside the palace, as if he never had to sleep.

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The questioning conference has entered a new stage, and the most obvious sign is that some questioners have died and left the illusion.

In the cave in the depths of Echo Valley, the breeze gently caressed the ancient bronze book, and a monk opened his eyes.

Looking at the picture in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed, and he gradually woke up to understand what happened.

He stayed in the illusion of Qingtianjian for fifteen years, and only when he opened his eyes did he realize that not many days had passed in the real world.

The ascetic looked at the Qingtian mirror in front of him, and found that it was different from when he entered.

The breeze is like an invisible hand, slowly pushing the Qingtianjian to rotate at an extremely slow speed.

The skylight falling from the top of the cave shines on it, constantly changing, and the sesame-like villains on it seem to come alive.

The ascetic moved his eyes on the blue sky mirror, instinctively wanting to find the location of the Qi country, wanting to see those people he knew.

Suddenly he realized that those were all fake, but...if those fifteen years were just a dream, why was the memory so vivid?

He was a little disappointed.

This feeling is very complicated and difficult to describe in words. If ordinary people experience it, they will probably go crazy, or be immersed in it, and it is difficult to get rid of it.

Ascetics are relatively better, but it is still difficult to become fully awake in a short period of time.

However, if the insights generated through this process can be digested and absorbed, it can strengthen the Dao Heart, which is the purpose of the Asking Conference.

A few more ascetics opened their eyes and woke up one after another. They went through the same process as the previous ascetic, and it took a while to accept the reality, and began to discuss what happened in the illusion. Then they discovered that they were all killed by a black-clothed assassin with a high realm and amazing combat power.

Who is that assassin in black?

They looked at those ascetics who hadn't woken up, guessing in their hearts their identities in the illusion.

Jing Jiu should be the emperor of Chu, is Bai Zao really the troubled Princess of Qin? And that person...

Their eyes fell on Zhuo Rusui.

Zhuo Rusui closed his eyes, as if he was in a deep sleep, he looked no different from usual.

But for some reason, Youdao's extremely faint killing intent was slowly overflowing from his body.

The ascetics looked at each other and smiled wryly. They guessed the identity of the black-clothed assassin and thought that their death was not unjust.

This little monster of the Green Mountain Sect doesn't want to think about Wang Tu's hegemony in the illusion, but he only wants to kill people. How many people can stop him?

Another ascetic opened his eyes and woke up. He was dressed as a scribe. He was the self-esteemed disciple of the Kunlun School.

The Kunlun sect disciple looked around, his eyes were very confused, and suddenly he burst into tears in extreme grief. The ascetics who woke up first did not show a mocking look, because they felt the same way, and when they first woke up, their performance was not much better.

After a while, the Kunlun disciple finally accepted the reality and stopped crying.

A monk who knew him asked with concern: "Friend Qiu, how did you get out? Could it be that you were also found by an assassin in black?"

That Kunlun sect disciple, whose surname was Qiu Mingcheng Dao, was startled when he heard the words, and said, "What black-clothed assassin?"

The ascetic was a little surprised, and asked: "If it wasn't for that little monster who came to the door, with the ability of a fellow Taoist, why did you leave the illusion so early?"

Qiu Chengdao sighed and said: "I came to the Seven Gods Sect of the Zhenguo Dajiao in the Luo Kingdom. I practiced hard and worked hard. I finally gained the trust of the leader and was selected into the palace to help the emperor in alchemy. I originally planned to stay in the palace for decades, subdue the emperor, become the leader of a religion in the future, and then establish the country with education. Then I rushed into the capital, and the imperial palace was burned into ruins. I was unlucky and couldn't escape, of course, so what if I could escape? If I think about it, the mountain gate of the Seven Gods Sect will also be destroyed."

These ascetics lived in the illusion for fifteen years, and when they suddenly heard that Luo, one of the five kingdoms, was destroyed in this way, they couldn't help being deeply moved and remained silent. Only one ascetic exclaimed: "What? Luo Guo was destroyed? When did this happen?"

Qiu Chengdao glanced at the man and asked, "When did you come out?"

The ascetic made some calculations and said, "Come out an hour earlier than Brother Dao."

Qiu Chengdao said: "It means that less than 30 days after you left, the armies of the two countries came to kill you."

The ascetic was slightly startled when he heard the words, thinking of those relatives and friends who were still in the illusion, there was pain in his eyes.

Qiu Chengdao asked, "Are you from the Luo country?"

The ascetic saluted and said: "It's ashamed to say that I was just an ordinary official in the court when I died, but I have heard of the name of the Taoist friend in the palace."

A young Taoist priest who helped the emperor in alchemy actually enjoys a great reputation. Naturally, it cannot be a good reputation, so it is inconvenient for him to explain it too clearly.

Qiu Chengdao didn't feel ashamed, instead he stroked his short beard lightly, looking a little proud.

Soon the elation disappeared and turned into anger, because he found out that he was the sixth one out.

There are still twenty aspirants in the illusion. They have outstanding talents and skills. Why were they eliminated so early?

Qiu Chengdao looked at those people who were still sleeping with their eyes closed, eyes full of pain and anger, and shouted: "It's not fair! Why do they go in like Prince Jing, Prince Beihai, or the idiot emperor, but we have to start climbing from the bottom?"

Hearing these words, the ascetics who woke up showed the same emotion on their faces.

Thinking of the hardships and humiliation of the past fifteen years in the Seven Gods Sect and the imperial palace, Qiu Chengdao snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves slightly, and brought a gust of wind to hit somewhere.

Jing Jiu sat there with his eyes closed.

If you want to say which questioner Qiu Chengdao hates the most, it is naturally the idiot emperor of Chu State.

I believe that most of the questioners think so.

Of course he didn't dare to kill Jing Jiu, but he just woke up from the illusion, he was still in a trance, and he always wanted to vent his shame and anger. If his sleeves fell on Jing Jiu, Jing Jiu's soul in the Qingtianjian would definitely be disturbed, maybe something serious would happen.

Suddenly, a crisp bell rang.

A small glazed bell appeared in front of Jing Jiu's body, weathering that sleeve into nothingness.

At this time, Qing'er flew out from the Qingtian Jian, flapped her transparent wings, brought a gust of wind, rolled up Qiu Chengdao's body and threw it from the top of the cave.

His screams came from the sky, and he didn't know where he would end up and how he would be thrown.

Qing'er looked at the other five awakened ascetics with extremely indifferent eyes.

The five ascetics calmed down and said that this matter had nothing to do with them.

Qing'er ignored these people, looked at the little glazed bell in front of Jing Jiu, with a slightly different expression, thinking that this person is really strange, there are so many good things around him.

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Miss Qing'er returned to Qingtianjian and turned into that blue bird, flying back and forth between Beiqin and Nanchu, occasionally going to Zhao Guo to have a look.

Time passed slowly in its flight, and three years passed in a blink of an eye.

Many things happened in three years. With the secret help of Hu Qi and King Jing, the rebellion in Beihai County finally succeeded, and the army entered Xianyang.

The prefect of Beihai officially ascended the throne as emperor, and the second edict he issued was to make Bai Zhou the crown prince.

This matter did not exceed people's expectations. The young Valkyrie ranked second during the day, but he played the most important role in raising troops and made countless contributions.

His elder brother had voluntarily asked to stay in Beihai long before he raised his troops, and made it clear that he would give up or give in. However, it was a bit chilling that he died not long after the Prince Li's edict was promulgated. It's about dying of illness, but who knows whether it was suicide or being killed?

The troubled princess was also welcomed into Xianyang City, and was conferred the title of Princess Protector by the new emperor. It seemed extremely honorable, but it was not.

Everyone in Xianyang City knew that this former princess was imprisoned in the cold palace, and she might not be able to come out again in this life.

The situation in Qin State did not calm down very quickly. In the name of supporting the princess, many rebels attacked Xianyang City one after another. During the daytime, he led the army to kill everywhere, the military law is still like a god, and the methods are becoming more and more brutal, slaughtering villages and pits at every turn, no one calls him the young warrior anymore, but the god of killing.

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As the secret supporter of Qin's new emperor, King Jing of Chu State also gained great benefits. The large area of ​​Luo State's fertile fields returned to Cangzhou, and the food and grass problem that had plagued the father and son for many years was finally resolved. It may be because of this reason that Prince Jing is in a good mood these days.

When the first snow fell, he asked his subordinates to push his wheelchair to the lake to enjoy the snow.

In fact, he was not in a very good mood, his eyes were covered with a faint shadow and displeasure.

The situation in Qin State has always been under his control, and Bai Tian's military achievements have left him to make suggestions, but now he feels that the situation seems to be gradually deviating from the direction. It wasn't because the princess was under house arrest, which was something the three of them had discussed, but because of the things Bai Bai had done recently. In his opinion, what Senior Brother Bai is doing now is against the peace of the world. Even if this is an illusion, the human beings inside are not real life, and it is not appropriate. Moreover, if Senior Brother Bai is a little lost, it will be quite detrimental to the overall situation.

The cruise ships on the lake in the first snow did not stop, even more than usual, it seems that he is not alone in looking at the snow scene. The girls and guests on the boat, looking at the wheelchair by the lake, and then at the strong guards scattered around, guessed the identity of the person in the wheelchair, exclaimed, and saluted from a distance.

Those girls kept waving their sleeves, hoping that the Shizi would suddenly be interested and come to the boat to have a look.

Suddenly, a pigeon defied the cold and flew to the lake, landed on the wheelchair, and was taken away by one hand.

Tong Yan looked at the people on the boat and smiled, and said, "What did Prince Qin say to Wan Shu?"

The subordinate untied the news brought by the carrier pigeon, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Mr. Xiang... is dead."

Tong Yan's eyes changed slightly, but she still had a smile on her face, and said, "Did Prince Qin move his hand?"

The subordinate said: "No, it should still be the man in black."

Tong Yan felt slightly relieved, and said, "Getting closer... It seems that his next target should be me."

The first aspirant he found back then was his junior brother Xiang Wanshu.

Xiang Wanshu has been hiding very deeply, and is responsible for the correspondence between him, the daylight and the princess. Neither Prince Jing's Mansion nor his own espionage organization knew of Xiang Wanshu's existence. The man in black was able to find Xiang Wanshu, which showed that this person was not just looking at his information leaks, but also had other sources of information.

"You should have come out of the mansion just to wait for me to kill you, but aren't you afraid that I might surprise you by sneaking into the lake?"

Suddenly there was a lazy voice in the snow.

The guards of the palace drew out their weapons one after another, with solemn expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the past few years, a man in black has appeared in the world, with profound realm and amazing combat power. He challenges the masters everywhere, kills people without counting, and it is said that he has a gap with the palace.

The guards of the palace have always been on guard against this person, who would have thought that the other person would come so close without making a sound.

Tong Yan's expression remained unchanged and said: "You never engage in assassination, you always fight head-on, what do I have to be afraid of?"

"You are Prince Jing's son, and you are different from those poor fellows. I don't care so much if I want to kill you."

A man wearing a hat came out of the wind and snow, his whole body was full of laziness, but he also had a very sharp murderous look, like a sword in a sheath.

Tong Yan looked at that person and said, "I used to think you were Jing Jiu, but now I see you look a bit like him."

The man flipped his hat back, showing a plain and strange face, and said, "You know I'm not him."

Tong Yan looked into that person's eyes and asked with some uncertainty, "Zhuo Rusui?"

The man felt very baffled, and said, "Who else could it be?"