Chapter 87: The Imperial Palace’s shock

Mejeff IV rebuked loudly: "Ge, you are guilty! Haven't you realized it yet? I'll give you another chance. Within a week, I hope to see you make an equal contribution to the Empire, hum!"

After the Emperor of the Empire said that, he flicked his sleeves and took the servant away, leaving Ge Zheng and Ramir standing in the garden.

Ramir waited until Mejeff IV walked away, then walked to Ge Zheng, patted him on the shoulder and said, "The emperor has this personality...but you'd better do what he said."

It was inconvenient to say more in the imperial palace. After the two came out, they got into Ramir's carriage. Ge Zhengcai asked: "Sir, if I can't produce any results within a week, will Your Majesty punish me?"

Ramir hesitated for a moment and said, "Overall stingy people have a narrow mind. It is best to be careful when they are by the emperor..."

Ge Zheng murmured, "Accompanying the king is like a tiger." Ramir was stunned and chewed this sentence in his mouth twice: "Accompanying the king is like a tiger... Although it is appropriate, don't let the emperor hear it himself."

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Although His Majesty the Emperor limited seven days, seven days were not enough, and Ge Zheng could not refine a new eternal split. Now the sonic cannon and the alchemy flying sword are the double insurance for his life, so it is naturally impossible to give the sonic cannon.

Mejeff IV, who drove away Ge Zheng and Ramir, met his third son at the door of his bedroom. His Highness, the Third Prince, was definitely a filial son in the face of the old emperor. He had a very embarrassing smile on his face and came to support Mejeff IV: "Father, you are angry with those unscrupulous ministers..."

Recently, the more Mejeff IV looked at this third son, the more he liked him. He felt a little regretful. Why did he always think that the second child was good before and didn’t give the third child a chance?

He snorted coldly: "Isn't that disobedient alchemist yet. This time, I gave him a seven-day deadline. If I can't produce any results, hum..." A trace of unaware harsh light flashed in the third prince's smile: "Father, I'm going to say something more, I'm afraid he won't be obedient this time."

"He dare!" Megeff IV was furious, and the third prince smiled and said, "Father, why don't you make a bet with you?" Megeff IV thought about it in his heart after hearing the third son's words. Could this alchemist really not take himself seriously? That matter needs to be reconsidered...

Ge Zheng really didn't take him seriously.

There are always some arrogant people in this world, and Mejeff IV is one of them. It is said that his thoughts cannot be considered arrogant, but in front of Ge Zheng, he is super self-inflation.

Although Ge Zheng didn't take him seriously, he knew his situation very well. After all, he was living in this world now and showed enough respect for Megev IV. However, the "sufficient" standards in Ge Zheng's mind were too far from the standard of Megev IV.

Ge Zheng felt that I would not contradict you. When you gave the order, I agreed and gave you enough face. But for Megev IV, Ge Zheng was just a subject. Everything from his subjects was given by His Majesty the Emperor. He should and must be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor and offer everything he has at any time.

Contradictions arise like this.

Ge Zheng thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what else could he do to deal with Megev IV. Later, the more he thought about it, he felt a headache, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He had made up his mind that after a week, he would return the two thousand gold coins he received from the empire to Megev IV, and then return the noble hat to him, which would draw a clear line with him.

For ordinary people, such a disposal is considered to be a complete end of kindness, but for a stingy emperor like Mejeff IV, it may be a bit insufficient.

Ge Zheng has never had an experience in being in the temple. The so-called "accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger" mostly comes from ancient books. He cannot be demanded that he be perfect when he deals with such a thing for the first time.

Megeff IV made a bet with his third son. If he lost, he would have to secretly grant his son a wealthy city. Megeff IV had prepared a city for him, but on the night of the Royal Challenge, he lost to Dirkmont.

Megev IV didn't mind the victory or loss of the city, but he was very concerned about the victory or loss of the bet. Even with his own son, he could not let go, because he would have to control the entire empire in his hands, and he would never allow such a minister who was not under his control.

Mejeff IV has been a little absent-minded in handling government affairs these days. He has been counting day by day, waiting for the arrival of the seventh day. He is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and this day has finally arrived.

Ge Zheng rubbed his frown and could not stretch his eyebrows, patted his face, smiled in front of the mirror, tidied up the warlock robe on his body, and went to see the emperor in pain.

Ramir and the old prime minister Finley also went together.

His Highness the Third Prince was sitting next to Megeff IV. The reason why he was here was naturally because of the gambling game. Seeing the three of them saluted, Megeff IV stopped at Ge Zheng: "Ge, how did the task I gave you have been completed?"

Ge Zheng quickly looked heartbroken: "Your Majesty, I am really incompetent. I thought I had found the right way, but I didn't expect to go astray and waste seven days in vain. I tried my best to study it for seven days, but that thing is not simple, and I'm afraid it will take longer..."

Megeff IV could guess without looking at it that his son next to him showed a victory smile. The city was originally planned to give it to him, but it was nothing, but his emperor's dignity was easily trampled on by Ge Zheng, the damn guy!

"Stop!" Mejeff IV slammed the chair and shouted loudly: "Guard, drag it out and hang him!" Ge Zheng was stunned. Ramir and Old Finley were startled and rushed forward to plead with mercy.

"Your Majesty is kind!"

"Your Majesty Ge Zheng is a rare alchemy talent. If our country wants to fight against Yato, I hope the wine will be on him!"

The two guards walked in and stood behind Ge Zheng, waiting for His Majesty to say something. Mejeff IV raised his hand, as long as his palm fell... it was the moment when Ge Zheng resisted angrily.

President Ramir and the old prime minister were still persuading him. Mejeff IV's gloomy face twitched a few times, and finally withdrew his hand under the persuasion of the two old ministers. He said gloomyly: "I'll give you another seven days. If you can't produce results, I don't need to say more about the result!"

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With the king as a tiger, Ge Zheng sat in the shaking carriage and smiled bitterly. Now he truly realized the meaning of this sentence. Ramir and Old Finley were both sitting opposite him, and they looked sad. Ramir opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. The old prime minister sighed and said, "Your Majesty has been dissatisfied with you for a long time. You must seize this opportunity and don't anger him again..."

Ramil snorted and said, "Sure? Old Finley, you said it lightly. You have seen that thing with your own eyes. How could you find a way to deal with it so easily? In seven days, Your Majesty wants to force Ge to death."

Ge Zheng smiled faintly, but instead comforted the two: "You don't have to worry about me. There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain, so I will naturally have a way to deal with it."

He asked in his heart: "What will be the worst result?" He vaguely realized that this time he was careless, and the king turned against him was like flipping a book. Mejeff IV was not a wise master, and things were moving in a bad direction.

Ramir sent Ge Zheng to the door and saw from the car window that a carriage was parked at Ge Zheng’s door. On one corner of the carriage, there was a royal badge engraved. Ge Zheng walked out of the carriage and looked up and saw the badge, and couldn’t help but frown.

The fourth prince, His Highness Elon Hoss, stood respectfully at the door and bowed slightly: "Teacher, you are back." Dean Ramir pulled up the car window and ordered the coachman: "Go."

Ge Zheng smiled slightly: "The Fourth Highness is here to do business with me again?" Elonhos waited until Ramir's carriage went far away, and then said: "Teacher, this time it is a real big business!"

The two entered the room, and Elonhos waited for Ge Zheng to sit down before he sat down: "The teacher just went to see his father, right?" Ge Zheng nodded. There was nothing to hide, and he couldn't hide it.

He said, "No need to be polite, what big business is there?" Elon Hoss smiled faintly: "The price of business is the teacher's life!"

Ge Zheng was stunned, and his hand that held the teacup couldn't help but pause. Elonhos continued: "Has the teacher not noticed that the father had already had a murderous intention towards you!"

Of course, Ge Zheng understood in his heart, but on the surface he just frowned: "It's not true..." Elonhos said: "I have been with my father for seventeen years, and I think I know my father better than my teacher." He said this, Ge Zheng believed that no one knows his son better than his father.

"The teacher may think that you were just delaying the task he assigned, but you didn't know that you had touched the most unbearable bottom line of your father." He paused a little and continued, "The father is a person with a strong desire to control, but the teacher, you just made him feel that you are an uncontrollable genius. For such a person, the father has never been ruthless."

Ge Zheng sighed in his heart. Mejeff IV was narrow-minded and could not bear his erratic disobedience, but he did not obey the order. The most taboo thing for kings like him is someone who cannot be controlled by him.

However, he quickly figured it out that even if he was cautious from the beginning and was always in line with the wishes of the old emperor, he could only maintain temporary safety at most. He was unruly and unruly by nature, and it was inevitable that he would have conflicts with such an emperor. Sooner or later, there would be such a day, which was inevitable.

Elonhos saw Ge Zheng's face solemn and said slightly complacently: "The teacher believes it now? Haha, let's talk about this big business..."

Ge Zheng suddenly interrupted him: "No need to say anything about the Fourth Prince, this business cannot be done. Even if Ge Zheng dies, he will never surrender, let alone change his original intention!"

"But teacher, you..." Elon Hoss originally thought that he had successfully persuaded Ge Zheng, and he could talk to Ge Zheng about his conditions for protecting him, but he did not expect that Ge Zheng would not change his original intention.

"Teacher," said Elonhoth, "Do you think that brother is more likely to ensure your safety than me? In fact, can't you see that the elder brother is the weakest and useless person among the four brothers. There is a little unhappy between the third brother and you. If it weren't for his insult, the father wouldn't have been murdered by you so quickly. Now in the royal city, only I can help you!"

Ge Zheng shook his head: "I appreciate the kindness of the Fourth Prince, please go back." After Ge Zheng said that, he turned around and left his back to Elon Hoth.

Elonhos wanted to say something else, looked at Ge Zheng's back, shook his head and turned away.

The sound of Elonhoth's carriage had just disappeared, and another horse neighed. Dirkmont shouted loudly outside the door: "Master, Master..." The count rushed in with the rapid footsteps.

"Master!" Dirkmont was extremely anxious, but Ge Zheng asked with a smile: "Emperor, did Your Highness ask you to inform me that Your Majesty already intends to kill me?"

Deckmont was stunned, and then his anxious expression rose to his face again: "Master, you know that you can still be so calm? The emperor never hesitates to kill. You must find a way quickly. Your Highness said, as long as you..."

Ge Zheng waved his hand: "Please tell Your Highness that I appreciate his kindness." "Master!" Dirkmont wanted to persuade him again, and Ge Zheng smiled heartily: "Decmont, do you believe me?"

Deckmont was stunned. He recalled the various experiences he had met with Ge Zheng during the period, one by one, and it was a miracle! Could it be that this time, Ge Zheng had any other way to survive?

Dirkmont came to his senses, Ge Zheng had already walked upstairs, his figure flashed and disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

Even if Ge Zheng died, he would never surrender, let alone change his original intention - right, but Ge Zheng would never die. Sitting in his laboratory, the alchemy flying sword turned into a ray of golden light and circled around his body. Ge Zheng closed his eyes and meditated, and began the compulsory lessons he had to practice every day.

But it was really hard to calm down today. Several times of quietness ended in failure. Ge Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes as firm and hard as torches! The alchemy flying sword flew out with a hiss, as if a poisonous snake spitted out a letter. In an instant, there was a glory in the laboratory, as gorgeous as the stars in the night sky, dazzling and unmistakable.

While manipulating the flying sword, Ge Zheng murmured to himself: "I want to kill me, hum, the warlock kills people without blood..."

Ge Zheng still has to go home, Ge Zheng still has a child he has not met, so Ge ​​Zheng cannot die.

If I can't die, then I can only send the person who wants to kill me to the underworld in advance. Since such a showdown will break out between the two sooner or later, Ge Zheng is very glad that this day will arrive early and resolve the trouble earlier.

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After spending countless materials in the Alchemy Department of Dongsheng Academy, the calves of a super puppet warrior was finally refined. The alloy used to make the super puppet warrior is as dark red as the wolf-shaped monster. Although it is only a piece of the calves, ordinary houses can no longer put it. The final assembly was actually carried out in the largest laboratory in the Alchemy Department, which is as high as two floors of an ordinary house.

When the mad warlock Solskjaer personally manipulated the magic robot arm temporarily assembled with Ge Zheng's power bridge and installed the last piece of alloy armor in place, applause rang out. The eyes of the tutor and the students were flashing with excitement. The Super Warrior Plan had successfully taken the first step in warrior assembly, which was a crucial step!

Ge Zheng bought a large number of herbs, compared with the introduction in the book, he used the Silver Alchemy Medicine Furniture to test their true efficacy one by one.

The world's understanding of herbs is very simple, because only priests can use it, so there is not much research on herbs, and the results for Ge Zheng's reference are also limited, so he can only do it himself.

The seven-day deadline stipulated by Megev IV was approaching in a blink of an eye. President Ramir specially gave him a vacation and asked him to concentrate on his research at home. On the fifth day, Ge Zheng sent someone to tell Ramir that he had found a way to deal with the wolf-shaped monster and asked him to report to His Majesty the Emperor.

Ramir excitedly reported the news to His Majesty the Emperor, but Mejeff IV said with a smile: "Oh, he finally made an equal contribution. Very good. Let him enter the palace to see me immediately!"

Ge Zheng sat in the laboratory. He knew that President Ramir and the old prime minister were waiting for him downstairs. There was something in front of him. He looked and looked, and confirmed that there was no flaw. Then he stood up and included the thing in his storage space.

After putting it away, he suddenly took it out, took it out and quickly took it back. After practicing it several times, Ge Zheng then tidied up his warlock robe and opened the door and went downstairs.

President Ramir sat in the carriage: "Ge, hurry up, Your Majesty is waiting for you!" If you go a little later, Mejeff IV will get angry again.

Ge Zheng smiled slightly and got on the carriage: "Let's go."

"Driving!" The coachman waved his whip suddenly, and with a shocking sound, the horse spread out four hooves and pulled the carriage out quickly.

It was the small garden that last time. Mejeff IV sat next to the table. The sunset of the empire hung in the west, and the afterglow was like a veil, spreading all over the garden. Although it was still golden and gorgeous, it was no longer as hot as noon.

Ge Zheng looked at the old emperor and walked forward calmly.

"Your Majesty!" The three of them came forward to greet each other. Mejeff IV picked up the teacup and took a sip. He liked very sweet black tea, so there was always a candy box next to the teapot.

"Although the sunset is beautiful, it's a pity that it's short, it's like the end of life." Mejeff IV said lightly. Ge Zheng's heart moved: "Your Majesty, in alchemy, death means a new cycle begins." The two of them said their own things. Ge Zheng understood what Mejeff IV meant, but Mejeff IV misunderstood Ge Zheng's meaning.

"Ge, what about your achievements?" asked Mejeff IV. Ge Zheng took out something: "This is just a model, Your Majesty." It was a disc the size of a plate, three fingers thick. Ge Zheng called a guard and put the disc on his legs. He spit out several magic ropes in the disc and wrapped them around the guard's legs. The guard could not escape the shackles of this magic no matter how hard the guard struggled.

Mejeff IV frowned: "That's it?" Ge Zheng said: "Your Majesty, if you enlarge it dozens of times and then there are hundreds of such magic traps, do you think that monster can still break free?"

Mejeff IV nodded: "It seems to make some sense. Okay, I'll spare you for the time being and let you enter a new cycle, but if this thing can't deal with that monster, your life will be the setting sun!"

Ge Zheng smiled slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" He saw that the tea in Megeff IV Cup was almost drunk, and he hurriedly took the teapot on the short-term table with great sincerity: "I will add tea to Your Majesty..."

He suddenly slipped under his feet when he was not careful. Fortunately, his lower plate was still stable and he immediately stood firm again. However, when he slipped, his body bowed and his body blocked the teapot.

"Please use your Majesty." He filled Mejef IV with tea, and then filled the old prime minister Finley and President Ramir, and finally it was his turn.
To be continued...