Mysterious mirror hanging high

Emperor Zhao Sheng of Zhao passed away, and his fourth son, Prince Yu Zhao Mingcheng, succeeded to the throne and changed the reign title to Xiangfu. The State of Zhao officially entered the first year of Xiangfu.

The new emperor's coronation ceremony will be held in seven days.

The treasonous Prince Kang Zhao Mingyue was imprisoned. The subordinate soldiers in the palace who participated in the treason were guilty to varying degrees, but perhaps because he had just ascended the throne, Zhao Mingcheng did not kill too many people. He only executed several core counselors and generals who participated in the treason, and let the rest off lightly.

Whether it is the new emperor ascending the throne or the royal heir plotting a rebellion, these are both huge events for the people in the imperial capital. However, the most talked-about figure in the teahouses and taverns in the imperial capital is not the Zhao Mingcheng who ascended the throne or the Zhao Mingyue who plotted a rebellion, but the Sixth Prince Zhao Mingjing who killed the Xiantian Grandmaster with a single blow outside the Chongming Palace!

In a teahouse on Elm Street in the northern part of the imperial capital, the first floor was mostly occupied by merchants and wealthy people who owned houses nearby, who were enthusiastically discussing Jing Yu's previous deeds.

"It's said that seven great masters gathered at Chongming Hall that day. Zhao Mingjing, the Prince of Ping, struck each of them with a hammer, pinning them down on the spot. Six of them were so frightened that they turned and ran away. Only Wang Chong, the master of the Purple and Green Swords, remained frozen in fear and was smashed into a pool of pulp by Zhao Mingjing with just one hammer!"

"Why is this rumor getting more and more outrageous? Seven Grandmasters? Can we in Zhao State have more than five Grandmasters in total?"

"There's more than just our Zhao State in the world. Isn't it normal for masters from other countries to interfere in the heir's rebellion?"

"Let's put aside the question of who the Grandmasters were that day. It's a foregone conclusion that Zhao Mingjing killed Wang Chong with a single blow. What do you think of this Prince Ping's background? I believe he's barely 20 years old, isn't he?"

"It's said, it's said," a tea drinker hunched over and whispered mysteriously, "Do you still remember the time five years ago when an immortal descended from our imperial capital? Two immortals fought in the imperial capital, causing a disturbance at the late emperor's birthday banquet..."

"Of course I remember. Didn't Prince Mingyang get caught in the crossfire? If Zhao Mingyang were still alive, the throne wouldn't be the new emperor's!"

"That day, the immortal who used thunder killed another immortal, but accidentally let the remaining soul of his enemy escape..."

"You mean..." Several tea drinkers gasped, "This King Ping is actually that immortal possessing his body?"

"The idea of ​​possessing another's body is mostly fictionalized in fairy tales. Who knows if real immortals have this ability?"

The tea drinker who had spoken first had a mysterious smile on his face. "But you said that at the age of nineteen, King Ping was able to kill a land immortal like the Xiantian Grandmaster with a single blow. He didn't have some immortal skills. Do you believe it?"

"That's not right. What I heard was that the immortal who used thunder killed his enemy that day and left in a hurry. Later, the Sixth Prince Zhao Mingjing got lucky and obtained the inheritance of the deceased immortal. That's how he soared to the sky..."

"You only have a superficial understanding. The version I heard is..."

The first floor of the teahouse was bustling with people, and all kinds of gossip were still circulating, but the second floor was quite quiet. After all, there was a consumption threshold, and those who could go to the second floor had to have some wealth.

At this time, there were a man and a woman sitting by the window on the second floor. The man looked to be in his twenties, with a handsome appearance, but his sitting posture was extremely relaxed, almost half lying on the seat; the woman was not young anymore, about thirty years old, and some traces of time could be seen on her face, but she had a graceful demeanor.

"Third sister, are you really leaving?" Jing Yu stared at Zhao Mingyu, who was holding a teacup and rubbing the rim in front of her, and asked in a deep voice.

"The reason I stayed in the imperial capital was to fight for the throne. Now that everything has been settled, what's the point of staying?" Zhao Mingyu, dressed in a plain white palace outfit, took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"Third sister, there's something I've been keeping in my heart. Today, my sister and I happen to have some free time, so I'd like to find out what it is."

Jing Yu couldn't help but ask, "Back when my elder brother was still in charge of the Eastern Palace, you didn't seem to have any intention of fighting for the throne. But why did you do that later?"

"I'm actually not interested in being an emperor." Zhao Mingyu tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and said softly, "I'm vying for the throne, firstly to carry on my elder brother's legacy, and secondly to seek immortality."

"Third sister wants to cultivate immortality?"

"Yes."

"Why is Third Sister cultivating immortality?"

"revenge."

Zhao Mingyu practically forced the words out from between his teeth: "The immortal who used thunder that day said that it was only one of his clones that was destroyed."

Jing Yu naturally knew who the "he" Zhao Mingyu was talking about. He said in a deep voice, "That person is very strong. I'm afraid he's not weak even among the immortals. To be honest, Mingjing's current strength is not much stronger than that big brother back then."

“There’s always something to think about.”

Zhao Mingyu smiled and said, "If I could become emperor, sending out a large army to search for immortals would be a waste of money and manpower. I'm afraid I would be cursed by everyone in the future. But now it's fine... I'll go find the immortals myself."

"Third sister, I was lucky enough to get a chance to become an immortal a few years ago. As far as I know, cultivating immortality also requires qualifications, and not everyone can do it."

Jing Yu spoke in a tactful tone. He had no means of testing spiritual roots and did not know whether Zhao Mingyu had any, but he thought it was most likely that he did not. In the end, even if he found a cultivator, it would all be in vain.

In fact, even if Zhao Mingyu has spiritual roots, she is now a bit old. Even if she draws the energy into her body immediately, thirty-three years old is the starting point of the immortal path. Unless she is a genius, it is difficult for her to achieve much.

"It doesn't matter. Even if I can't succeed, I still have my children and grandchildren. There will always be someone who can succeed."

Zhao Mingyu sighed, "Even if I'm not seeking revenge for my elder brother, what's the point of letting our descendants live in this mundane world, living a life of mediocrity? Now that we know there are immortals in this world, we should at least seek a chance to become immortals!"

"When will you leave?"

"I'll leave tomorrow."

"So hasty?" Jing Yu asked in surprise, "Why don't you wait until after Fourth Brother's coronation ceremony?"

"The night is long and dreams are many, so it's better to leave early."

Zhao Mingyu shook his head. "I was too deeply involved in the previous struggle for the throne, and the influence I gathered from the former crown prince is deep-rooted, with his disciples and former officials spread throughout the court. If I don't leave the imperial capital soon, Mingcheng will be worried and may not be able to accommodate me in the future."

"Fourth brother is not such a suspicious person." Jing Yu has a good relationship with Zhao Mingcheng, so it is inevitable that he will make a few excuses for him.

"Sixth brother, you once said that I was the most concerned about the imperial heir. Actually, that's not true. Mingcheng has as much hidden secrets as I do." Zhao Mingyu said softly, "If you stay in the imperial capital, you must be more cautious."

"Many times, after an emperor ascends the throne, the friendships established before his ascension are no longer considered valid."

She seemed to have thought of something and laughed, "But with Sixth Brother's ability, all the conspiracies and schemes, open and secret attacks, are just a joke in front of you."