The eldest son of Chen Daxue did not drink alcohol or prostitute himself, but sat in a room deep in a mansion in the capital.

The morning light was faint, and then separated by a paper window, the room was very dark, and I couldn't see people's faces clearly, and I could only hear more than ten breaths.

The people in this room were all young and strong officials in the imperial court.

Whether in terms of seniority or official position, Zhang Dagongzi is not qualified to sit in the first place, but the people in the room have no opinion, and they are more respectful than usual.

After today's deed is completed, the eldest prince will be the crown prince.

The throne can be sitting, let alone the first place?

There was no news for a long time, and the atmosphere in the room became even more oppressive, and everyone was on pins and needles.

Finally, someone couldn't sit still, got up and walked to the window, and said in a slightly hurried voice: "Even if the assassin misses, what about the guards?"

In many mansions in the capital of Chu State, those officials who received the news were in a nervous mood, some officials directly said that they were sick and did not go to the court meeting, and some officials, such as the Ministry of Rites, rushed to wait outside the palace with a red face.

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The morning light moved from the floor of the palace to the windows, piercing through, illuminating the notched floor of the palace, reflecting watery light patterns.

The morning sun has risen.

Sedum opened his eyes and had the same question in his heart as many officials: Why hasn't he come yet?

The palace was a good place for him to practice, no different from the Dingnan Palace, and he didn't want to leave, but now it seemed that as he got older, the trouble would only increase, and he was ready to leave.

He had already confirmed the location of the mountain, and was ready to fake his death before going incognito to the mountain as a savage, but who knew that the assassin never appeared.

Outside the hall, there were suddenly a few muffled sounds in the distance, followed by footsteps, shouts, and the grinding of weapons, and they were getting closer and closer.

Why did a secret assassination turn into such a fierce battle? Sedum was a little surprised, got up and walked outside the hall.

Pushing open the door of the temple, the sunlight was a little dazzling, and he squinted his eyes.

The palace gate was ajar, and the corpses of several Assassins were piled up there.

The corpses in the palace walls were more numerous, in addition to the assassins in cloth clothes, there were also more than a dozen guards, blood and water flowing, exuding a faint fishy smell.

Between the corpses and the blood on the ground, stood a dark and thin teenager.

The boy was covered in blood and wounds on his arms, but his hands holding the hilt of his sword were still as steady.

The palace gate was finally forcibly broken open by the guards outside, and the corpses of the assassins were blown away.

Dozens of guards shouted for escort, and they rushed in, surrounding the thin black boy in the middle.

Some of the guards tried to come to Sedum, but were stopped by a sword light.

The sword light came from the hand of the thin black boy.

Seeing that it was a bloody battle, no matter how fierce and capable the black and thin boy was, the final outcome could only be death or capture.

"That's not what you're supposed to do. ”

Sedum's voice echoed outside the temple, passing through the corpses of the assassins and guards, and it smelled of blood.

He walked down the stone steps to the thin black boy, smiled slightly, then looked at the guards and said, "He is my personal guard, you want to kill him?"

Hearing this, the guards were very surprised, and several guards secretly looked at each other, but in the end they didn't dare to continue to do anything.

At this time, the forbidden army finally arrived outside the hall, surrounded by water, the commander of the forbidden army is the most trusted military general of Chen University, at this time his face was ugly as if he had just died of his mother, and directly tied up all the guards, and then knelt in front of Sedum with a snap.

Sedum ignored him and returned to the temple with the thin black boy.

The commander of the forbidden army turned a little pale, and ordered his subordinates to carry the corpse out, wash the ground with clean water, and then slowly cover the palace gate.

In the early hours of the morning, Sedum drove out all the eunuchs and palace maids, and the hall was empty, looking very empty and deserted.

Sedum found some wound medicine in the residence of the palace maids, handed it to the thin black boy, and motioned for him to sit down at will.

The thin black boy is Fang Yue, he was able to enter the Extreme Heaven Illusion Realm, and he was born directly in the Chu State after Sedum, but when he entered the Illusion Realm, he changed his appearance and became a little different.

Sedum is more familiar with this face, especially the thick eyebrows and big eyes, his straightforward and persistent energy, which is hard to forget.

The thin black boy took off his coat, which had been cut into strips by his sword, and began to bandage his wounds, without saying a word the whole time.

Sedum stood outside the window, looking at the blue and white sky outside, and didn't seem to feel dazzling.

Fang Yue's ability to come here was not in Sedum's plan, but since he came, his plan would naturally make some modifications.

"This time...... How's your life going?"

Sedum opened his mouth and asked, if it was an inquiry, why didn't he send a letter to himself or something nonsense, he himself felt that it was not interesting.

A commoner and a prince, the identities of the two are too different, not everyone can send any letter to the prince in the palace.

Although he knew that Fang Yue would definitely find out that the little prince in the palace was himself.

The reason why he didn't come before was that he couldn't cultivate, and he was looking for opportunities again, this was Fang Yue's way of doing things.

But he still cared about how Fang Yue was doing during this time?

Although Fang Yue was born in the sect of the Great Sword Sect, he was only the son of a miscellaneous woman, and it was absolutely impossible for him to get the attention of the sect and become the hope of the sect.

But Fang Yue was not worried, he had his own cultivation method, and the sword path of the Sword Sect in this world might not be in the eye of him.

However, it is very difficult to get the opportunity to cultivate with his identity, and if he is discovered, he is suspected of hiding and stealing his art.

And for this, he also suffered a lot of humiliation and beatings, and also affected his mother.

Of course, he knew that Sedum was the little prince, but he couldn't come, and it took time to find an opportunity.

There were some things that Fang Yue didn't want to think about, because it wasn't a good memory.

Hearing Sedum's inquiry, he just smiled bitterly and said, "What else can it be? At least it's better than being a wandering beggar at the beginning!"

When the two first met, Fang Yue was actually not much better than a beggar, so the worst was to wander and become a beggar.

"If you don't have meat buns, I can treat you to a bowl of noodles. Sedum said.

Fang Yue only showed a smile at this time.

......

No matter how much you cover up such a thing as the emperor's assassination, the news will spread very quickly.

The atmosphere at the court meeting became extremely tense and depressing, and Senior Chen University's face was gloomy, his eyes swept over those subordinates who followed him, and there seemed to be hidden thunder in his eyes, which was about to erupt.

In the end, without saying anything, he entered the palace as fast as he could, and came to the front of the palace, and pleaded to see His Majesty.

The palace door slowly opened.

Scholar Chen looked at the black and thin young man, thinking about what the commander of the forbidden army said, and had a lot of puzzlement, thinking to himself when did His Majesty have a connection with the cultivation powerhouse outside the palace?

The corpses of the assassins and guards had been removed, and the ground had been washed with water several times, but there was still a faint smell of blood.

I don't know where the flies flew from there, humming with joy.

Smelling the faint smell of blood, thinking of the danger here before, the scholar's face became even more ugly.

Coming to the hall and looking at the young emperor reclining on the couch, Scholar Chen walked forward slowly, lifted his placket, and knelt down with a solemn expression.

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

It is a matter of course to bow down to the emperor, even if it is an idiot emperor, but this is a scholar of Chen!

Fang Yue naturally knew who the main messenger of this murder was, and he also knew what this scholar meant in the Chu State, but he felt that this was normal.

He asked Sedum, "Killed?"

Senior Chen's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard this, and he didn't turn around and run away.

When he entered the temple alone, he had already made his attitude clear.

"Don't mess around. Sedum waved his hand and motioned for the scholar to get up.

Scholar Chen said, "Your Majesty, that's not what I meant. ”

Sedum said, "I know. ”

Senior Scholar Chen was silent for a while, and then said, "Your Majesty, if you want to be in power, I can ...... at any time."

"I don't want to. ”

Sedum didn't let him finish his words, and said: "This matter is treated as if it never happened, and you can deal with it yourself in the future." ”

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Scholar Chen left the palace to deal with those follow-ups, and did not forget to let people find those palace maids and eunuchs back, Your Majesty must have someone to serve.

The palace gate was closed, and the forbidden army was surrounded outside, not to mention the assassins, even the black flies who had rushed over with the news and the smell of blood could not enter again.

Those eunuchs and palace maids were very scared, and they didn't know when the palace gate would open, ushering in a massacre, and they trembled all night.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

The palace gates opened, the forbidden army withdrew, and the palace was so bright in the morning light that it was as if nothing had happened.

Of course, there were still some changes, such as the young and powerful Ministry of Rites Shangshu was suddenly seized, and several young Zhuang officials were demoted, expelled, and poisoned to death in the mountains and forests further south......

Chen Dagongzi was driven back to his hometown to guard his grandfather's grave, and it was not until many years later that he was escorted back to the capital by the cavalry of the imperial court.

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

Your Majesty has an extra little guard by his side.

The little guard was always by His Majesty's side, never leaving an inch, and at night he would stay outside the hall, as if he never had to sleep.

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The summit conference has entered a new stage, and the most obvious sign is that there are people who have begun to die and leave the illusion.

On the gimbal, around the Extreme Heaven Tripod, the breeze was slow, slowly caressing on the bronze ancient tripod, and a young cultivator opened his eyes.

Looking at the picture in front of him, his eyes were a little dazed, and he gradually came to his senses and understood what was happening.

He stayed in the illusion of the Extreme Heaven Ding for fifteen years, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that the real world had not passed many days.

The young cultivator looked at the Extreme Heaven Dome in front of him and found that it was different from when he entered.

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

The light of the sky falling from the sky shines on it, constantly changing, and those complex textures on the ancient tripod seem to come to life!

And above the tripod, the clouds are steaming, the scenery is changing, and the world inside is still going on.