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The emperor stood up, thinking: If he had succeeded, how could he have died suddenly! Didn't Xiao Qi snatch Xiao Jiu's life from the wise emperor? Ah, this shouldn't be like this. If I kill Xiao Jiu, will Xiao Qi wake up?

The head of the Imperial Censorate was too old to walk, so he threw himself to the ground, hugged the emperor's legs and shouted, "Your Majesty, how could you kill the Ninth Prince? Your Majesty, he is your son, you can't do this..."

Emperor Fengcheng: Damn old thing, how did he know that I want to kill Xiaojiu to save Xiaoqi now? "Let go, let go quickly!"

General Yang hugged Emperor Feng Cheng and said, "Your Majesty, you cannot kill the Ninth Prince. Do you not want to be the emperor? It doesn't matter if you don't want to be the emperor. Since the Ninth Prince was appointed by heaven, we will help him ascend the throne."

"Yes, Your Majesty, didn't you say that being an emperor is exhausting and that your beloved woman has suffered so much injustice? Why don't you abdicate?"

"How dare you!" Emperor Fengcheng roared, but in his heart he was thinking: These important ministers all deserve to die. Killing only two of the Dugu clan's relatives was too easy for them. This Zhang Gelao of the Imperial Censorate deserves death, as do the left and right chancellors. And General Yang deserves even more death. He actually dared to hold me captive and prevent me from rescuing Xiaoqi...

Zhang Gelao, who was hugging his legs, said, "The emperor wants to kill me, so go ahead. If you kill me, you will become a truly incompetent ruler. You can't kill the ninth prince. Killing a wise ruler who has been appointed by heaven will damage the foundation and fortune of the dynasty..."

Wen Wan stood invisibly beside the emperor's throne and watched a great show.

All the important ministers and powerful officials could hear the inner voice, except those officials below the third rank. They didn't know what was going on. Even Lord Zhang didn't care about his manners and held on to Emperor Fengcheng's legs tightly, as if he would not let go even if he was killed.

The Left Prime Minister said, "General Yang, I will hold the Emperor back. You quickly go and save the Ninth Prince. Don't let the Imperial Concubine go crazy and kill people."

Without the imperial concubine's instigation, the emperor would not have done anything to change his life.

The imperial concubine fainted in her bedroom. When she woke up and did not see the emperor, she fainted again out of grief.

Emperor Fengcheng was hugged by his ministers, and Zhang Ge Lao threatened that if he was going to kill the Ninth Prince, he would hit him to death.

Officials below the third rank looked at these crazy ministers with a lot of question marks on their heads.

Until the Grand Chamberlain said: "The Emperor is truly unruly. He favors treacherous concubines and kills loyal ministers. Since the Emperor does not want to be the Emperor, the Left and Right Prime Ministers, and Zhang Gelao, even though the Ninth Prince is only six years old, he is still a wise ruler appointed by Heaven. Why not..."

Emperor Feng Cheng roared, "How dare you!"

In my heart: The crown prince can only be Xiao Qi, the daughter of me and my beloved concubine. No one else is worthy except him.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is dead." said Lord Zhang.

Emperor Fengcheng: Even if he dies, I will bring him back from the underworld. He will only be the next emperor.

Another eunuch came to report the news, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Noble Consort woke up and didn't see Your Majesty. She has fainted again."

Emperor Feng Cheng struggled frantically, waving his hands and feet, trying to push the Left Prime Minister away. Instead, the Right Prime Minister trapped him from the front. "Your Majesty, calm down! The Seventh Prince is gone. Let him rest in peace..."

Emperor Fengcheng: Bullshit, there must be hope. Last time, that dead kid Xiaojiu was only breathing his last breath and came back to life. Xiaoqi must be saved!

The emperor must have been hoping for the death of the Ninth Prince, but the Ninth Prince was ordained by Heaven, so how could he die? The emperor had disappointed them so much. Even in the court of ministers, where the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children was clear, they would have vigorously nurtured the legitimate son. Yet, the emperor actually hoped for the death of his only legitimate son.

Emperor Fengcheng was about to kick Zhang Gelao away, but another elderly minister hugged his other leg and said, "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is gone, and you can't bear the pain of losing a son, but the Ninth Prince is also your son. You can't favor one over the other."

The Left Prime Minister hugged him tightly from behind and said, "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince was born weak. You must take care of yourself."

After hearing Emperor Fengcheng's words, the important officials were extremely disappointed and heartbroken. How could an emperor resort to framing others in order to kill his own officials? Or was it him who ordered the treacherous officials to do it?

The Right Prime Minister said, "The Seventh Prince died suddenly. The Emperor couldn't bear the pain of losing his son and has gone mad!"

The chief steward of the inner court immediately said, "Come here, quickly call the imperial physician!"

Emperor Fengcheng has gone crazy!

The Imperial Noble Consort fell into a coma due to the loss of her son. When she woke up again, she did not see Emperor Fengcheng, but heard the news that Emperor Fengcheng had gone mad. He was so crazy that several ministers could not control him.

Emperor Fengcheng, who was declared mad by important ministers and the chief eunuch, was unable to take charge of affairs. Without a queen mother, he asked Empress Dugu to discuss the matter and finally decided on four regents: the left and right prime ministers, General Yang, and Prince Gong.

The Imperial Noble Consort had just lost her son and wanted to see Emperor Fengcheng, but she was told that Emperor Fengcheng was still insane and beat anyone he saw. In the end, she was unable to see Emperor Fengcheng.

The palace wanted to bury the seventh prince, but the imperial concubine refused. This went on for more than half a month, and the seventh prince's body had become smelly in the imperial concubine's bedroom.

A nation cannot be without a ruler. Emperor Fengcheng is insane, and the dynasty needs a ruler. With the Empress Dowager in charge, the six-year-old Ninth Prince ascends the throne with the support of all officials.

Wen Wan heard the voice of Tiandao Xianzun: "Huayang, the mission is completed, 10 points have been credited."

She heard another "ding dong" sound from the "Qinglong Order". This was too tiring. It was not easy to earn 10 points. If it were someone else, it would be difficult to rescue the Ninth Prince who had successfully performed the secret technique to change his fortune and life.

"Immortal Venerable, isn't 10 points a bit too little? I spent quite a bit of money saving people this time. I even used up all my savings..."

Was she cheated? If she had known the points would be so few, she wouldn't have done it.

Tiandao Immortal Venerable said: "The Guardian of the Phoenix Dynasty's National Destiny will pay an additional 200 points. Thank you for correcting the chaos."

Wen Wan thought it was fair and decided to understand the situation before accepting a task next time.

*

The Pavilion Master received the news that Wen Wan was in seclusion and smiled.

Yu Jizi looked up at the sky. In his mortal life, his father and grandfather had been demon catchers, but both had died at the hands of demons. Orphaned, he was adopted by the Fuji Hall. Later, because he possessed a pure yang body and fire spirit roots, he was sent to the Tianshi Academy. When he was in the third grade, the Pavilion Master came down to the mortal world to find him and asked, "I am from the secular world. Are you willing to take me as your master and practice in the secular world?"

He had no worries, and after joining the Tianji Pavilion, he found out that he was the first disciple of the 114th generation Pavilion Master and the 115th generation direct descendant of the Tianji Pavilion. After that, he was guided by his grandmaster and master, and his cultivation became higher and higher. Within the first half year, he was promoted from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level of Building Period, and truly advanced to the thirteenth level, almost two levels a month.

Because he formed the elixir early, although his bone age was twenty-six years old, he looked like a thirteen-year-old boy.

Yu Jizi didn't care about size at all, but when he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he would have another chance to reshape his body. At the age of twenty-six, he had reached the tenth level of the Golden Core stage, which made him a child of destiny.

The master and disciple observed the stars. Yu Jizi saw a black aura moving towards the west and north and exclaimed, "Master, this is a large area of ​​deathly aura covering the Buddhist and Demonic Sects."

"Yes, it seems your stargazing skills have improved recently."