Imperial Palace, Shouan Hall.

After hearing the words of His Majesty in front of her, Queen Changsun's heart surged and could not be calmed down for a long time.

It turns out that His Majesty is not ignorant of talents, but that he knows that great talents are out there but cannot use them.

"Queen, Bai'er has a kind heart, and he is likely to be emotional when it comes to dealing with the Li family. I don't want to make the relationship with Bai'er too tense because of the Li family, so you need to persuade him more."

On the dragon bed, Emperor Shang warned with a tired look, "The development of the Li family must be restricted, especially the legitimate son of the Li family. It must not be used. No matter how deep the friendship between Bai'er and the legitimate son of the Li family is, it will not be allowed. Throughout the ages,

, how much from

The minister of the dragon is so arrogant that he is favored and even has the intention of rebellion. The human heart is the most untrustworthy thing. Born in the royal family, you must understand this truth. It is better to kill by mistake than by mistake, in order to ensure the stability of the court.

The best way.”

"I will take your Majesty's words to heart."

Empress Changsun responded softly, "Your Majesty is ill, so it's better to talk less and rest more."

"Um."

Emperor Shang nodded and said, "It's getting late, so the queen should go back to rest early. On Bai'er's side, the queen should pay more attention."

"I remember this, I will leave first."

Queen Changsun responded, then bowed respectfully, stood up and retreated.

The queen left, and Emperor Shang closed his eyes and ordered, "Let Concubine Wen come and see me."

"yes!"

In the palace, a shadow guard appeared. After receiving the order, he disappeared.

About two-quarters of an hour later, in front of Shouan Hall, Fan Wenzhen walked quickly and walked straight into the hall.

"I have met your Majesty."

In front of the dragon bed, Fan Wenzhen bowed and said respectfully.

"Concubine Wen."

After resting for a while, Emperor Shang opened his eyes. The tiredness on his face was much reduced, and he asked, "How long will it take for Night Ghost's research to meet my requirements?"

"Three years."

Fan Wenzhen knelt on the ground and replied.

"Three years?"

Emperor Shang frowned slightly and said, "It's been too long, we must speed up. Within a year, within a year, I hope to see that the newly created night ghosts can at least start to regain their senses!"

"Your Majesty, this is impossible."

Fan Wenzhen raised his head and said seriously, "The creation of night ghosts requires the main body of the demon clan. Low-level demon clans do not have much reason. The night ghosts created with them are even less likely to have reason.

As for the high-level demon clan, in our original plan, we indeed planned to use them to create existences that rival or even surpass the underworld, but your majesty also knows what happened next."

At this point, Fan Wenzhen paused and continued, "If you want Night Ghost to be rational, you must obtain the complete manufacturing method of Netherland, or find a way to copy the Hunyuan Pearl in large quantities. Unfortunately, these two things,

We can't do it in a short time, I said three years is the fastest time."

"I have sent people to find the Celestial Seal Phosphorite used to copy the Hunyuan Pearl. As for the method of making the Underworld, I will get it from my ancestor as soon as possible."

Emperor Shang looked at Concubine Wen in front of him and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to pay attention to these things. Your mission is to perfect the method of making night ghosts as soon as possible. Once you get the method of making Tianxi Phosphorite and Hades, I hope you can

In the shortest possible time, mass-produce an army of night ghosts with powerful combat capabilities."

Fan Wenzhen fell silent after hearing the words. After a moment, he asked seriously, "Your Majesty, even if you get enough Celestial Seal Phosphorus Stone and the complete method of making Hades, Ye Gui can only stay sane for a short time. In the end, Ye Gui will

Like Hades, ghosts will definitely turn into monsters that only know how to kill. By then, how will we suppress such a huge army of night ghosts?"

"Concubine Wen, you seem to have a lot of problems today. This is not something you should worry about."

On the dragon bed, Emperor Shang looked cold and warned, "I have my own method on how to suppress the out-of-control night ghost army. Just do what you should do!"

"My concubine has spoken too much. Your Majesty, please forgive me." Fan Wenzhen leaned over and apologized sincerely.

"It won't happen again."

Emperor Shang's expression softened a little, and he reminded, "There may be a way out for the soldiers over at Yanyu Tower. Next time we meet, we should try our best to find out the details of the soldiers."

"My concubine, I obey." Fan Wenzhen responded respectfully.

"Where Mu Qing is, I have sent a royal family to protect you secretly. You don't need to worry."

Emperor Shang said calmly, "Okay, you can't stay here for too long, lest you arouse suspicion, go down first."

"Concubine, please retire."

Fan Wenzhen saluted again, then stood up and left.

The moment he left Shou'an Hall, Fan Wenzhen's eyes immediately turned cold and he quickly disappeared into the night.

"One light and one dark, Your Majesty has a good trick."

After Concubine Wen left, the Nine Infant Demon Emperor appeared and said calmly, "However, Your Majesty must also be careful. Your two concubines are not easy to use. You must be careful."

"rest assured."

Emperor Shang closed his eyes tiredly and responded, "The biggest weakness of women in the harem is their children. As long as they grasp this, they will not be able to make waves."

While Emperor Shang was making preparations for future arrangements, the Taixue Palace, which echoed the imperial palace from a distance, gradually became quiet as night fell.

In the small courtyard to the east, weak lights were dimly visible. In the wooden house, Confucius carefully packed the scriptures on the bookshelf, planning to take them away together to relieve his boredom on the way.

Having not left the capital for a thousand years, Confucius even forgot what things he needed to prepare when going out.

Therefore, Confucius packed up everything he could think of and packed it all up.

However, after tidying it up, there was nothing left except a pile of books and a few pieces of clothing.

Outside the cabin, the bright moon is moving westward, and I can see that the night is coming to an end and dawn is about to come.

Before dawn, at the end of the night, a Confucian disciple in Confucian robes came leading a carriage and waited outside the small courtyard early.

The Confucian disciple driving the carriage is the second disciple of the contemporary Confucian sect, Wenxiu Confucianism.

He was also the groom who left with Confucian leader this time.

"Cultivation of Confucianism."

When dawn came, the old Pharaoh walked up from a distance. When he saw the disciples waiting outside the small courtyard, he was surprised and said, "You're here so early."

"I've met the Master."

Wen Xiuru bowed respectfully and responded, "This disciple has just arrived."

"Then let's go in together and help Confucius move things."

Faru said calmly and immediately walked into the small courtyard.

Wen Xiuru didn't say much, but quickly followed and entered the courtyard together.

The two then began to help carry the gifts. When traveling, the saint was just like ordinary people, carrying big and small bags, which was very troublesome.

However, with Wen Xiuru, a laborer and horseman, the move was completed quickly after bowing.

"Let's go."

After moving the things, Confucius looked at the small courtyard behind him, a look of reluctance flashing in his old eyes.
Chapter completed!