Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: Zhong Shan's Mystery Left to Shui Wuhen
Chapter 137 The riddle left by Zhong Shan to Shui Wuhen
Lingxiao Tianting, Prince Zichen’s Mansion!
Shui Wuhen returned to the house feeling exhausted.
"Father, I have something to tell you!" A very handsome young man said to Shui Wuhen.
"Quan'er, is something wrong?" Shui Wuhen asked with a trace of doubt.
Shui Quan, Shui Wuhen's son. He is also Shui Wuhen's favorite son.
"It's very important, it concerns my Shui family!" Shui Fist said solemnly.
"Oh? Then come to the study with me!" Shui Wuhen was slightly surprised.
Shui Wuhen has been busy with political affairs for a long time, and the discipline of his sons has been a little lacking. His own son is considered a dandy in Lingxiao Heavenly Court, but he has not caused any big troubles, and Shui Wuhen doesn't care much. Today suddenly changed.
Had sex? Discussed family matters?
When they arrived at the study, they used water fists to drive away all the servants, and even set up soundproof formations.
"Tell me, what's so mysterious?" Shui Wuhen asked doubtfully.
"Father, I heard that the Tai Chi Holy Court envoy was summoned by my father today?" Shui Quan said slightly excitedly.
"Well, I killed him!" Shui Wuhen nodded.
"Uh, why? Is that person right?" Shui Quan said anxiously.
"Huh?" Shui Wuhen's face was stern, and his eyes became sharp.
With more than a hundred years of accumulated prestige, Shui Wuhen's majesty was extremely terrifying, but facing his beloved son, Shui Quan pretended not to see him.
"Father, we cannot surrender to the Tai Chi Holy Court. That would be a shame to the world and to the people who came from the Small Thousand Worlds!" Shui Quan said.
"Yes!" Shui Wuhen nodded.
"But now that the Holy King is dead, any further delay will only bring greater disaster to the people. Father, after more than a hundred years of leadership, many ministers have already turned their hearts to you. At this time, why not take a step forward?
?No one will blame you, father!" Shui Quan said quickly.
"Niezi, what did you say?" Shui Wuhen's eyes widened, and a surge of anger came out.
The strong anger made Shui Quan tremble in his heart and his face turned pale, but he still held back and said: "I want my father to be the emperor. The holy king is already dead, so what's the use of guarding Da'ao? The minister has left.
There will be less and less, and in the end there will be nothing. Father, please be the emperor, the child begs father!"
After saying that, Shui Quan knelt on the ground with a plop.
The surging aura around Shui Wuhen soared into the sky and immediately broke through the study formation.
"Niezi, I will kill you today!"
A loud roar resounded throughout the entire Shuifu Mansion. Immediately, a large number of people from the Shuifu Mansion gathered around.
"Master, master don't want it!" Suddenly a woman rushed over and hugged Shui Wuhen, crying with tears in her eyes.
"Get out of the way, I will kill this scoundrel today!" Shui Wuhen said angrily.
"Quan'er, why did you offend your father? You still haven't apologized to your father!" The woman turned to Shui Quan and shouted.
"Yes, Brother Quan, make amends to your father, quickly!" a group of Shui Quan's brothers shouted.
"I'm not wrong, Father, you are too pedantic. You are foolishly loyal. The Holy King is dead. Thousands of people have seen it. There are records. There is no luck in the sky. Why are you still guarding the world?
"As long as the father is willing, the officials in Da'ao will definitely support the father as the emperor. Father, I am begging my father!" Shui Quan shouted.
When Shui Quan shouted, everyone was silent for a while. Obviously, these people all wanted Shui Wuhen to proclaim himself emperor. Shui Quan's brothers looked on eagerly. Now they are just princes. Once Shui Wuhen proclaims himself emperor, he will be the prince!
The woman holding Shui Wuhen also looked forward to it, because once Shui Wuhen became emperor, he would change from a princess to a queen.
"Rebellion, rebellion? I said in the court that if you dare to rebel against the court, you will kill the nine tribes! If someone comes, drag Shui Quan out of Nantianmen and behead him in public. When the Holy King returns, I will die to apologize!" Shui Wu
Hen said angrily.
When Shui Wuhen said this, everyone panicked. They knew Shui Wuhen was stupid and loyal, but they didn't expect him to be so stubborn and loyal. Would he want to kill his own son?
"Master, I don't want it, he is your favorite son, master!" the woman cried.
"Father, please spare Brother Quan!" All the princes quickly begged for mercy in fear. At the same time, the same thoughts as Shui Quan disappeared immediately.
Shui Quan stared in shock.
"Hurry up, kill!" Shui Wuhen shouted to the two guards.
"Yes!" The two guards were excited.
Prince Zhan? They have gained a lot of experience, and they admire this King Zichen even more.
"Father, father, I am Quan'er!" Shui Quan finally realized that he was afraid.
"No matter who you are, those who rebel against the government will die!" Shui Wuhen said angrily.
"Mother, save me, brothers, save me!" Shui Quan is now looking around in fear for answers. Shui Quan knows his father's character, it is true, he really wants to kill him!
"Master, you can't behead, you can't behead!" the woman immediately shouted.
"You want to disobey me too?" Shui Wuhen glared.
"No, no, Holy King. The Holy King left a gold medal for immunity from death. When Quan'er was born, the Holy King came to congratulate Quan'er and gave Quan'er a gold medal for immunity from death. This can guarantee Quan'er's immortality! Master, you cannot disobey the Holy King.
No!" The woman cried immediately.
"I have a death-free medal, I have it!" Shui Quan immediately took out a golden sign in a panic.
On the sign, there are two words "save death" written by Zhong Shan himself. A few years ago, after learning the news of Zhong Shan's death, he stopped taking it seriously and kept it in the corner of his storage bracelet.
Now, I never thought it would save my life.
"Father, the child is wrong, the child is wrong!" Shui Quan kept shouting.
Looking at this gold medal for immunity from death, Shui Wuhen took a deep breath. Speaking of which, Shui Quan is his favorite son, but the law of the country is as great as the sky, but the Holy King's order is even greater. To avoid death, you have to avoid it.
, Shui Wuhen also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Since it is a gold medal for immunity from death, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be forgiven. Send the water fist to the 'Tianxia Peak' and hand it over to Tian Lao, so that Tian Lao can open a hundred generations of caves and endure hundreds of sufferings!" Shui Wuhen said.
A hundred lifetimes of suffering? Those who know about Pepsi Cave Heaven feel tight in their hearts. A hundred lifetimes of suffering, what a torment it is. But their lives have been saved, and no one dares to say more.
Water Fist was sent to Tianxia Peak!
Tianxia Peak, a retreat place for Tianjia Tianshenzi and other powerful people, Tianlao has been living here since Zhongshan left Lingxiao Heavenly Court, never entered the political arena, and never took action unless invited by Shui Wuhen.
After Tianlao learned what happened, he happily sent the water fist to Pepsi Cave.
Seeing the water fist entering, Tianlao nodded and said: "Shui Wuhen has good intentions. After Pepsi's ordeal, I hope you can grow up after Pepsi's ordeal!"
After sending his son Shui Quan away, no one in Shui Mansion dared to mention this topic again. Shui Wuhen felt depressed and returned to the palace alone, standing in the Palace of Immortality.
Looking at Zhongshan's throne, it seems as if Zhongshan is sitting on the throne.
"Holy King, Da'ao is in chaos, what should I do? After five years of guarding, I am exhausted physically and mentally, but I will still persevere!"
"But, it's too difficult. The hearts of the ministers, the soldiers, the people, and the world are all in chaos. What should I do? Holy King, it's been five years. If you come back, please send me a message!"
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Shui Wuhen alone expressed the anguish in his heart, Da'ao was going to be lost. Although Shui Quan's words were very repulsive, they were not all fabricated. It had been five years, there had been no news about the Holy King for five years, and everyone said he was dead. But.
Shui Wuhen persisted until now just because he didn't see the body.
"Holy King, before you leave, give me the Great Ao and give me an explanation..., uh, explanation?" Shui Wuhen, who was depressed, raised his eyebrows.
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"Shui Wuhen!" Zhong Shan shouted.
"I'm here!"
"Shui Wuhen, commander of the fifth legion of the Great E Holy Court, from today onwards, I will designate you as the 'King of Zichen', the first prince with a foreign surname in the Great E Holy Court. You will guard the world of Great E in the Yang world on my behalf as a shepherd. During my absence,
Temporarily take charge of the Da'ao world on my behalf! As if I were here in person!" Zhong Shan took out a large purple seal again and said.
“When you encounter difficulties that you cannot face, ask yourself ‘What do I really want!’.”
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Scenes from more than a hundred years ago echoed in Shui Wuhen's mind again.
"When there are difficulties that I can't face? Isn't it now? What do I hope for? What do I hope for?" Shui Wuhen said.
"What I hope is that the Holy King is not dead! The Holy King is not dead?" Shui Wuhen's eyes suddenly widened.
The Holy King is not dead? The moment he came to this conclusion, Shui Wuhen was shocked. Could it be that the Holy King even thought of this scene and said it on purpose?
"King Zi Chen? 'Purple' means noble, and 'Chen' means house. The Holy King is asking me to protect the Holy Court of Da'ao and block all wind and rain? No, no!" Shui Wuhen frowned.
I originally thought that my purpose as a prince was to protect Da'ao, but now it seems that it is obviously not that simple.
King Zichen? Zichen? Shui Wuhen quickly searched his memory.
For a moment, Shui Wuhen thought of a person. When he thought of that person, Shui Wuhen took a breath. Sure enough, it was too secretive.
Zi Chen? Master Zi Chen! In the past, he arrived at Wushuang City during the golden elixir period of Zhongshan. He sought votes for the city master for Shui Wuhen’s father. Among them, he found an archery master, Master Zi Chen. He used Master Zi Chen’s arrows to make a
After a frame-up, Zhong Shan's schemes came out one after another. It was impossible to tell the truth from the truth. Even if Shui Wuhen knew the whole process at the time, he couldn't tell which one was false and which one was real. In the end, Zhong Shan won, sweeping all the candidates in one fell swoop.
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"What the Holy King means is true and false, false and true. Only by persisting to the end can we know the outcome. And in the end, the Holy King won, which indicates the return of the Holy King?" Shui Wuhen's eyes grew more and more confused.
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"The Holy King is still alive, and he asked me to guard him until he returns to the palace? The Holy King will definitely come back in the end!" Shui Wuhen said excitedly.
After figuring out Zhong Shan's riddle, Shui Wuhen's face suddenly lit up with excitement, and his original fatigue seemed to relax a lot in an instant.
"Yes, the mystery of the Holy King cannot be determined by the speculations of ordinary people. The Holy King, I will do my best to guard it until the Holy King returns!" Facing the Nine Dragon Heavenly Chair in Zhongshan, Shui Wuhen promised with respect.
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***: The first riddle, there are two more riddles! Let’s take a guess!