Living forever in the deep palace

"What else?"

Zhang Gui raised his eyebrows, sniffing the faint smell of blood in the yard, and his deep eyes looked towards the medicinal field in the courtyard, which was slightly higher and had been renovated.

Just now, someone died.

This is the smell of human blood.

"nothing."

"It was just that a little eunuch insisted that I stole his things, punched me twice, and died first."

Seeing that it was really Zhang Gui, Su Chen responded.

What he said is true.

Eunuch Wu Chen, didn't he come up and punch him twice, but ended up dying from the poison entering his lungs?

Hearing that he was just an ordinary eunuch, Zhang Gui did not care. He had killed countless people and had thousands of lives on his hands. But he could never have imagined that this so-called little eunuch was of the same level as him, the deputy general manager, the top third-rank eunuch Wu Chen.

Now, there will be another eunuch in power in the palace.

"Emperor Jianwu summoned all five general managers. What did they discuss?"

Su Chen asked.

"The World Martial Arts Ranking is feasible."

"I'll take this job!"

Zhang Gui’s words are concise and to the point.

He had a paranoid hatred for Daliang. Even though the old emperor was dead, he still wanted to hold power, become the first supervisor of the Purple Robe, stir up trouble in the world, and bring disaster to Daliang.

Looking at the coldness hidden deep in Zhang Gui's eyes, Su Chen's heart began to beat fast. He had a vague feeling that Zhang Gui's departure from the palace and his trip to the martial arts world would inevitably set off the prelude to chaos.

Faced with such a great opportunity, he did not confiscate the property and exterminate the clan, forcing the powerful gangs in the underworld to resent the imperial court. He would be truly unworthy of the chance given to him by Emperor Jianwu.

"Can I not go?"

What responded to Su Chen was the determination in Zhang Gui's eyes in silence.

"I'll write to you."

As if he didn't want to give Su Chen a chance to say more, Zhang Gui finished speaking and was about to leave in a fiery red dress.

Looking at Zhang Gui who was about to leave and Xu Xiaohan who was jogging towards him, Su Chen remembered something, raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Golden Palace, and suddenly asked.

"Is the old Emperor Tianwu really dead?"

Zhang Gui's figure seemed to suddenly stop, and he quickly disappeared into the distance.

really.

Su Chen's heart suddenly sank.

The bad suspicions in my mind became stronger and stronger.

Rumor has it that half a year ago, one of the two white-robed dragon princes who died in the slaughter of the warrior guards managed to survive. So, is it possible that the old Emperor Tianwu, whose corpse had never been seen, was still alive...

This world is infested with demons and monsters, and there are many strange and mysterious techniques, even methods like heart transplants can appear. It is not impossible to fake death and escape.

Zhang Gui must know a lot of secrets.

Unfortunately.

He was unwilling to speak.

"Master Su, what do you mean by asking..."

Xu Xiaohan spoke tremblingly.

The old Emperor Tianwu is not dead?

"It's just a guess, don't take it seriously."

Su Chen laughed it off and got away with it.

……

Time flies.

A year passed in a flash.

Tianwu twenty-five years.

Do not!

should say.

January of the first year of Jianwu.

The fifth prince, Emperor Jianwu, was the true legitimate son who was awarded the white dragon robe during the era of the old Emperor Tianwu. With the recognition of the Tianwu Tower, he was the real crown prince.

But the old emperor was absurd and bestowed three White Dragon Prince robes at once.

Since January of the first year of the reign, Emperor Jianwu stepped into the Tianwu Tower alone and received the recognition of many first-class masters in the Tianwu Tower. Then, the edict of the dragon throne spread throughout Daliang immediately.

The whole country celebrates!

In January, the reign title was officially changed to the Jianwu period.

Emperor Jianwu worked hard to govern the country, selected virtuous ministers, won over generals, and consolidated the nobility. For a time, the new dynasty had a new look, and there was actually some trend of revival of Daliang.

The originally crazy Concubine Liang was directly transformed into Empress Dowager Liang, and the eunuchs and many palace maids who served in the cold palace were all given the death penalty.

The other eunuchs were also affected a lot.

In the imperial palace, a new group of eunuchs were promoted to oversee affairs, and a new group of eunuchs entered the palace.

However, none of this could disturb Su Chen's tranquility.

"Master Su, you presented His Majesty with a brilliant plan for the World Martial Ranking, yet all you were given was the powerless title of Red Robe Steward. This is too..."

Xu Xiaohan is already twenty years old.

In the library, people were indignant on behalf of Su Chen.

This world is the world of practitioners.

The purple-robed First Supervisor with white-haired face was unable to send Su Chen on the path of cultivation even through personal effort. Even Emperor Jianwu had no intention of using Su Chen again.

This was exactly what Su Chen wanted.

In the library.

After nearly a year of renovation, the courtyard on the first floor was once again filled with exotic flowers and plants, and the charming fragrance, with a strong and toxic aroma, filled the entire library.

After lunch, Su Chen glanced at Xu Xiaohan who was chattering and reminded him.

"It's time for you to go."

This was well-intentioned. If more time passed, Xu Xiaohan, who had just reached the fourth level, would have shown signs of poisoning. By then, it would have been too much trouble to trouble him with medicine to save him.

After Xu Xiaohan left.

Su Chen unfolded the letter in his hand. It was a letter from Zhang Gui, the head of the East Factory.

Zhang Gui said he could write letters, and indeed he wrote two letters every month.

In just one year, the world's martial arts rankings, which collected the top masters in the martial arts world, have been successfully established. It has been quite effective and has successfully made the three major factions in the martial arts world become enemies.

Meanwhile, the East Factory Director, searching for rare treasures, classics, and secret medicines for Emperor Jianwu, traveled throughout the nine counties, often confiscating property and exterminating families! There were even signs that he was poised to replace the previous Purple Robe Supervisor and earn the title of Nine Thousand Years Old.

"Zhang Gui is now a second-rank official!"

"Just last night, he was officially promoted to the position of Grand Chamberlain! He will be in charge of the Martial Arts Bureau. From now on, his East Factory will have a steady supply of manpower."

"A twenty-five-year-old second-rank master! Emperor Jianwu will hold him in even higher regard."

"More than respect."

"I'm afraid there will still be fear!"

"However, Emperor Jianwu will not take action against Zhang Gui until he has eliminated the hidden dangers left by the old and deposed emperors. After all, this is a sword he purposely crafted..."

Su Chen took a look at the contents and threw it into the bamboo basket next to his feet. The bamboo basket was filled with dozens of letters.

Su Chen did not reply to any of the dozens of letters, mainly because he did not know what to reply.

Emperor Jianwu was very capable.

Not only was he diligent in his government affairs, he also reviewed memorials in the imperial study until late at night every day. In order to win over his ministers, he would take concubines every month and was extremely hardworking in cultivating and sowing seeds in the harem.

December of the first year of Jianwu.

winter!

Heavy snow is falling.

The entire imperial city was covered in silver.

The first prince was born.

Then another princess was born.

Emperor Jianwu issued a general amnesty, and not only the entire palace, but the entire imperial city was celebrating.

Even in the library, Su Chen felt the joy. Gazing at the imperial palace in the distance, he could vaguely see many ministers, generals, and nobles congratulating Emperor Jianwu at a banquet.

The snow is getting heavier.

During this year, Su Chen kept practicing "Ben Lei Ao Ti" in the yard. After one set, fifty-four thunder sounds exploded all over his body.

"Two years of training, fifty-four thunders, probably the middle stage of the tendon and bone realm."

It's been a long time since I last took action.

Su Chen didn't know how strong he was now.

Perhaps, it is possible that a weak third-grade being can be killed with a snap of the fingers.

"Nothing good will happen until the end of the year when it snows. I don't know what this year will be like."

Su Chen was thinking.

next moment.

A group of fast horses galloped into the imperial city and went straight into the Golden Palace.

"Report!"

"Nanyang County has rebelled!"