"Why, you are so panicked when you see me?" Ye Chuxiao played with the wine glass in his hand. Although he was back in his old place, his mentality was already completely different.
At this time, Ye Chuxiao already had the capital to overturn the table. Although he did not act unscrupulously, it did not mean that he could not do so.
After the little eunuch Jixiang was frightened, he managed to recover, maintained his expression, and said stiffly: "When did your noble lord come back? I didn't know this. I really neglected my duty. I just asked your noble lord to show your respect and don't tell the Grand Eunuch in the manor."
This matter, otherwise this servant will inevitably be judged and punished. Your noble heart is kind, and you would never see such a thing."
Looking at Jixiang who lowered his eyebrows and tied his hands, as if he was submissive and begging for mercy, Ye Chuxiao smiled and said: "What a cunning and vicious slave. You think you are a servant in the royal manor, so I don't dare to do anything to you. I will make this matter a trivial matter."
, has this become a trivial matter? You still dare to use your status as a slave to oppress me?"
Jixiang still looked weak, lowered his head and said: "Why did you say this, noble man? I kindly sent you to the mountain to soak in the hot springs. Unexpectedly, I was driven away by the nuns from the palace. Although I couldn't bring you back, I still couldn't bring you back."
It's not my fault. Even if the truth comes to the prince, I can make sense."
When it comes to the eldest princess, if the matter really goes to King Zhao, Ye Chuxiao's situation will definitely be more embarrassing than Ji Xiang's.
Ji Xiang grasped this point and wanted to force Ye Chuxiao to give up and stop pestering him at this time.
It's a pity that he has found the wrong target.
Ye Chuxiao's smile became even brighter: "Ha! You still dare to threaten me? Do you think you can catch me now?"
"You are nothing, and you are not worthy of me having to argue with you. Please explain the cause and effect to me honestly!" As soon as he finished speaking, the realm of artistic conception directly enveloped Ji Xiang.
Ye Chuxiao was showing off his artistic methods on Jixiang at this time, which meant that he had never thought about letting this little eunuch live.
The realm of artistic conception is placed at the same level and is an all-round collision of will, aura, ability, and energy.
But when dealing with monks under those artistic conceptions, the effect becomes more domineering, that is, 'control', controlling everything about the opponent. The lower the level of cultivation of the person being controlled, the more obvious and intense the effect of this control.
Ji Xiang has a bit of cultivation in him. He is at the peak level of Miaojing and can be regarded as a small master in the world of martial arts.
But for Ye Chuxiao, it was not enough.
"Yes...it was the chief manager who told me." Ji Xiang's answer was a little reluctant at first, but then he became more fluent, but his face and eyes were full of fear.
"General Manager? Which General Manager in the palace is he?" Ye Chuxiao asked.
Ye Chuxiao still remembered that there was an old eunuch named Zhen Haigong in the palace, and his cultivation seemed to be quite high.
Even if it is suspected, it is of course just a suspicion.
As far as Ye Chuxiao's current understanding is concerned, due to differences in means and accumulation, even if they have the same artistic conception, sometimes there are huge differences.
It is also reasonable for low-level artistic conceptions to mistake high-level artistic conceptions for uncertainty.
After all, there is no fixed standard for Wudingjing. When people standing at a lower place look up at a higher place, they will always add a few more layers of filters.
Ye Chuxiao is not an ordinary artistic conception. When he was in the Immortal Treasure World, he also killed the artistic conception craftsmen like butchering dogs. Perhaps after being passed down in the Immortal Treasure Realm for a while, he will become undecided.
Looking back at the present moment, although I don't know why he became enmity with the eunuch in the palace, he still remains true to his origins.
Living in Daheng, there are actually only three core conflicts entangled in Ye Chuxiao. The most obvious one is the party struggle caused by the apparent incompatibility between the Queen Mother and the Emperor. Ye Chuxiao is a member of the Six Gates.
He has an unusual friendship with Shi Huang and Yuan Shen, and may be regarded as a pawn in the struggle for power. Then there is the battle for the Heart Pill with Ye Chuxiao, Jin Buyi, and Ying Shu as the protagonists, as well as the battle between the late emperor and
The centuries-old unsolved mystery of King Xiao Chi of the Morning Dynasty.
These three core conflicts, as Ye Chuxiao continued to dig deeper, and the 'special' clues provided by his cheap brother Ye Chuqi, became more confusing.
As for many other incidents, they are just concrete traces surrounding the core of these contradictions.
If you ignore the small questions and small results of specific events, and look at them together, they will all be regarded as clues.
So there are actually quite a few conclusions that can be drawn.
Ye Chuxiao originally had some suspended plans, but now he added details.
Some of the characters I had interacted with suddenly had new faces in my mind.
"Not the Grand Steward in the palace, but the Grand Steward Huang from the Hidden Court..." When Ji Xiang said this, his face suddenly turned red, as if it was going to burn in the next second.
In fact, if it weren't for Ye Chuxiao's domain that blocked the interference from the outside world, he would have been completely ignited.
"I expected that I would be restrained. Suppress it!" Ye Chuxiao stretched out his hand to hold it. Some of the restraints and spells that had long been lurking in Jixiang's body were temporarily suppressed and were difficult to take effect.
In order to be safe, Ye Chuxiao even threw out the artifact pagoda.
With the blessing of the pagoda's characteristics, some external factors within the domain are more difficult to interfere and invade.
"Tell us about the Hidden Court in detail!" Ye Chuxiao knew that he had already grasped a key point.
It may not be the core yet, but it is not far away from the core. As long as you hold it firmly, you can pull out all the evil spirits hidden behind it.
"I don't know much about this slave. When the late emperor was still here, I was secretly sent to the hidden court to receive training and instruction. It was just that the people who were trained at the same time were not only the palace servants, but also some official prostitutes from the seminary.
A frustrated scholar and a down-and-out nobleman."
"We were trained in different places, and the content of our teachings was mostly inconsistent. We only met occasionally in the atrium." Although Jixiang was reluctant, he still spoke truthfully under Ye Chuxiao's control.
"Atrium...! So you still have a secret society?"
"Where?" Ye Chuxiao asked.
Ji Xiang said: "I don't know, the slaves were all sent to a training place after their five senses were blocked. I only remember that the sun there sometimes glows with blue light."
"Tell me about Manager Huang of the Hidden Court, have you met him?" Ye Chuxiao asked again.
Ji Xiang said: "I have never seen that General Manager Huang will contact me through a yellow paper man. In fact... the slave calls him General Manager Huang just because the paper man is yellow. Who is the General Manager, what is his name, and his surname?"
What, this slave has no idea at all."
Perhaps because everything that should not have been revealed was basically revealed, Ji Xiang's resistance has been extremely weakened, and he has even become more willing to cooperate.
"What else do you know? Tell me all!" Ye Chuxiao knew that a 'little person' like Ji Xiang might know something, but what he knew should be extremely limited. He couldn't think of a way to continue asking.
, simply let him play freely.
Ji Xiang said: "Manager Huang contacts the slave in the middle of every month to assign tasks. If the task is completed, the slave will light a stick of incense in the room and pray to the goddess of true power."
"There is another 'goddess of true power'? I have never heard of such a deity in Daheng!" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself.
There are religions in Daheng, and most of them are Bodhisattvas from the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and the Taoism established by Taoist kings. In remote and wild places, there are also some more ignorant and primitive worships, but these were not mainstream in the past.
The reason is not only because of the natural limitations of the monks, but also because before Tang Sutong died in sacrifice to the Tao, the flaw of the world Daheng lived in was that the higher the cultivation level, the more indifferent it became.
People are indifferent, even to the point where they are indifferent to their own life and death, and their interactions with relatives and friends are extremely sparse. How can they care about religious beliefs?
Not to mention that it gave birth to belief in gods.
Therefore, the land of Daheng was originally a desert where faith and gods lived.
Buddhism and Taoism have a place only because they not only provide religious beliefs, but also have the nature of a spiritual sect.
"Tasks are released in the middle of every month. What day is it in Daheng now?" Ye Chuxiao asked immediately, leaving the question to Ji Xiang.
Jixiang said: "It's September 17th, the second year of Qingfeng."
"Huh! Huh?" Ye Chuxiao smiled.
"Isn't the clue coming now?"
"Bringing me to the Royal Manor is the result of the communication between Shi Huang and King Zhao. In other words, there must be people from the hidden court around Shi Huang and King Zhao, and their status is not low."
"Hey... I think too much, I feel like I have a brain." Ye Chuxiao signaled Jixiang to continue.
It's just that most of what Jixiang said next is of little value.
After all, he is just a small person.
Speaking of cheating Ye Chuxiao, if he really followed the originally designed direction, this Jixiang would definitely be an abandoned son.
As for guarding auspiciousness and killing people all at once, I'm afraid it won't work.
He knows too little, his status is too low, and he cannot operate remotely. It is more likely that he will just give up and cut off.
The difference between Ye Chuxiao squatting and waiting for him is really not that big.
Taking back the realm that enveloped Jixiang, Jixiang regained consciousness and suddenly thought of something. Before he could open his mouth, he begged Ye Chuxiao for mercy and help.
An invisible poisonous fire quickly burned out of his body, burning it into charred ashes all over the ground in the blink of an eye.
Ye Chuxiao watched this scene, intercepted a poisonous fire aura to retain, and then shouted loudly: "Who is it? Who is causing trouble? How dare you kill people in the royal manor?"
A loud shout instantly woke up the manor, which seemed to be still sleeping soundly.
The first ones to wake up were the two dragons.
Dragon King Yuan Juan and Dragon Queen Yuan Meng stood up and subconsciously wiped any possible ambergris saliva from their faces, showing expressions of embarrassment.
Then, they all stared at Ye Chuxiao who was shouting.
"Xiao...Ye Captou, what happened?" Yuan Jie asked Ye Chuxiao.
Although Ye Chuxiao in front of him still looked the same, for some reason, this small 'wonderful place' actually gave Yuan Juan a feeling of fear.
"You haven't sobered up yet?" Yuan Yan thought to himself.
When Ye Chuxiao heard the change in Yuan Juan's tone, his heart moved, and he restrained his aura a little more. Because he had killed a dragon, the few traces of dragon evil that came with it were also quietly expelled.
Yuan Juan looked at Ye Chuxiao intently again, and the feeling of fright had disappeared.
"It's really an illusion! Drinking is really bad."
"This incense... you can't even touch it." Thinking of Yuan Juan, he subconsciously touched the remaining incense.
This thing is a natural temptation for dragons.
What catnip is to kittens.
Snapped!
Yuan Juan's dragon claw was slapped away by Yuan Meng's claw.
The remaining incense fell into Yuan Meng's hands.
"One of the chamberlains died and turned into ashes in front of me."
"I just asked him a few words, and he..." Ye Chuxiao shook his head as he spoke.
"When the Stone God is captured, I will tell you in detail what happened just now!" Ye Chuxiao said.
Shi Huang and King Zhao both arrived very quickly. After Ye Chuxiao shouted, they both arrived at the scene about three minutes later.
Looking at the scorched black ground, although the expressions of the two of them did not change, Ye Chuxiao had been staring at them for a long time and still noticed a faint confusion in their aura.
This shows that they are not unfamiliar with this method of death and it is not the first time they have seen it.
He even knows something about the Hidden Court.
"The founder of the Hidden Court must be the late emperor...that is, the morning king Xiao Chi. There is no doubt about this. Only someone who is in charge of a country's divine weapon can quietly set up such an organization in the land of Shenjing."
"It's not unusual for an emperor to set up a secret agency to do things for himself. What's strange is that this agency has not been transferred to the hands of the current emperor. Instead, it seems to be 'out of control' and extremely active... This is very interesting." Ye Chuxiao thought.
think.
"Chen King Xiao Chi! What the hell are you doing?" After knowing so much, Ye Chuxiao believed that Chen King Xiao Chi would never really be dead and buried in the imperial mausoleum.
It’s just that Ye Chuxiao hasn’t grasped the key point yet... purpose!
The king of the morning, Xiao Chi, went round and round in such a big circle. What was his purpose?
What can he gain?
"Ye Yinzhang, what happened?" Shi Huang asked Ye Chuxiao.
Ye Chuxiao repeated what he said before, and then took out a dagger that was as black as ink and shaped like fangs.
There was an evil cursed power on this dagger, which made the two dragons' hair stand on end.
Yuan Juan was completely free of doubts. He had seen Ye Chuxiao being frightened before, not without reason... but because of this dagger.
"This is... a vicious magic weapon with a dragon's blood poison spell. The magic weapon itself is already very extraordinary. It also contains a poison made from dragon's blood as the main material. If the dragon is stabbed in the vitals, even if
It's..." Shi Huang glanced at the Dragon King and Dragon Queen and felt scared.
"You are so vicious, you want to catch us all in one go!" King Zhao was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and his eyes looking at Ye Chuxiao also showed a little more gratitude.
The second dragon was in charge of the banquet by King Zhao, and it was he who ordered the incense to be served.
If the two dragons fall because of this, it is not just a matter of the Yunmengze Aquatic Tribe losing control.
The entire eight states surrounding Yunmengze will change from Daheng's granary to Daheng's biggest bad land due to the loss of the Dragon King to regulate the water vapor.
By that time, thousands of miles away will be starved to death, and victims will be everywhere.
This country is afraid that it will be shaken.
"Thief! Such a poisonous heart!"
"It's too much to tolerate them!" King Zhao said through gritted teeth.
Ye Chuxiao heard this and thought: "Sure enough."
Shi Huang glanced at King Zhao and said vaguely: "This matter... needs to be discussed in the long run."
"Please give this dagger to me first and have it inspected by a famous craftsman from the Ministry of Industry."
Shi Huang did not doubt that this thing was brought out by Ye Chuxiao. After all, generally speaking, how could a small wonderful monk have such a powerful magic weapon?
Just to check the workmanship, you can start from the manufacturer as a clue.
After all, in the land of Daheng, the output of such high-quality magic weapons every year is extremely limited.
But the truth is that this thing was refined by Ye Chuxiao himself on the ship of creation.
He has absorbed the memories of many divine craftsmen. Apart from his lack of personal experience, in all aspects, he is a high-end version of the divine craftsman.