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Chapter One Thousand Four Hundred Eleven

Hongli said nothing, but asked: "What about the ninety-nine boys?"

"I didn't see those boys. The spies should have taken them away before me." Last night, Xiao Wu was not the only one who carried out the mission. There were also spies who were good at hiding in the dark. They were responsible for taking those boys away.

The boy was taken away from Ziyun Temple without anyone noticing.

Hongli nodded and strode to the Yangxin Hall. Hundreds of officials were already waiting in the hall. When they saw Hongli coming in, they all bowed and paid homage. Hongzhou was also among the courtiers. Following Hongli, he sat down in the dragon chair.

, all the officials began to discuss political affairs individually. After discussing for nearly an hour, they dispersed and left. Only Hong Zhou stayed.

After all the courtiers left, Hongli said to Xiao Wu: "Go and bring him here."

Xiao Wu responded and quickly brought Yun Zhongzi over. Within one night, Yun Zhongzi looked as if ten years had passed, and his face looked frighteningly old.

After Yun Zhongzi bowed, Hongli stared at him and said, "What happened last night made me very resentful, didn't it?"

Yun Zhongzi let out a long sigh and said sadly: "The person I should blame the most is myself. If I had not told the emperor this method, there would not have been the disaster today, and the more than 20 disciples of Ziyun Temple would not have suffered from this."

Lose your life!"

"But I already know." Hongli stood up and walked to him, saying in a deep voice: "I have said that I am not willing to kill, but for the sake of eternal life, no matter how many people I have to kill, I will not be soft-hearted; now,

It will be the same in the future!" After a pause, he added: "I know what you are thinking, if you dare to commit suicide, I will kill everyone in Ziyun Temple and Wanshou Temple!"

Yun Zhongzi said sadly: "Your Majesty, do you think it will be okay for the twelfth prince to fulfill his destiny with killing? I'm afraid..."

"I don't care!" Hongli interrupted him sternly, "I only have one request, and that is to live forever. If you want me not to cause killing, you can, as long as you can come up with another way to make up for your destiny!"

Yun Zhongzi was full of bitterness. There was another way to make up for the fate. This was easy to say, but extremely difficult to do. The fate was determined by God. If manpower wanted to change it, he would have to pay a heavy price. However, in this case

, he could only say: "I must try my best."

"Those who died, I will order people to bury them alive. Those who have family members alive, I will also reward and care for them. As for the living people..." Hongli said coldly: "You'd better restrain them and don't go out.

If you talk nonsense or do something you shouldn't do, don't blame me for being unkind."

Yun Zhongzi said helplessly: "I understand."

When he was about to leave, Hongli said indifferently: "You and Kongjing had better find a way to make up for the eternal fate as soon as possible. You may not have the good luck today next time!"

After Yun Zhongzi exited the hall, Hongli looked down at his hands and whispered: "Old Wu, am I very hypocritical? While I keep saying that I want to regard all people in the world as my sons, I will govern the country with benevolence like my grandfather did.

But I ordered you to hold the butcher knife in your hand and kill one after another."

Hong Zhou shook his head and said: "Killing people is not what the emperor wants, he is really forced to do it!"

"No matter what the reason is, my hands are stained with the blood of innocent people." At this point, he sighed heavily, "I hope Yun Zhongzi and the others can really come up with other ways, otherwise... I don't know what else to do.

How many people are going to be killed!”

Hong Zhou heard the pain in his words and comforted him: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Master Yun Zhongzi and Master Kongjing are the first members of the Taoist and Buddhist families. I believe that they will definitely come up with a plan between them."

All in one beautiful way.”

"I hope so." After saying this, Hongli said gratefully: "What happened last night was really hard on you."

Hong Zhou cupped his hands and said: "It is my duty to share the emperor's worries. I dare not say it is hard. I am only worried that Taoist Master Yun Zhongzi may not be able to appease everyone in the audience."

Hong Li was about to speak when he saw the cloth wrapped around Hong Zhou's hand and frowned: "Who hurt you?"

Hong Zhou said nonchalantly: "No one hurt my brother. It was my brother who accidentally hurt his hand. It's just a minor injury. It doesn't matter."

Hongli stared at him and didn't ask any more questions. He just asked Xiao Wu to get some muscle-stimulating and hemostatic ointment to apply on him, and then said: "If Ziyun Temple dares to cause trouble, it will lead to death. Although Yun Zhongzi has some

He is pedantic, but he is a smart man and should be able to stabilize Ziyun Temple."

Hong Zhou nodded and said, "Your Majesty, is everything okay with the twelfth prince?"

Mentioning Yong Cang, Hongli's brows widened and he said, "Before I went to court, his fever had gone away. The imperial doctor said that as long as he took careful care, there would be no more problems. Fortunately, he was fine. Otherwise, the Queen

After taking care of her like this all day long, I have to fall down." Before Hong Zhou could say anything else, he already said: "You are tired after a long night, go back and rest quickly."

Hong Zhou responded, but still refused to step back. Hong Li asked doubtfully: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Hong Zhou hesitated for a moment and said: "This matter...does the Emperor intend to keep it a secret from the Empress?" Seeing that Hong Li was silent, he added: "My brother is worried that the fire can't be wrapped up in paper, and the Empress will know about it sooner or later.

My brother's fate is lacking."

Hongli said coldly: "If you can't protect it, you have to protect it. Before Yongxun's fate is fulfilled, this matter must not be spread to the Queen's ears. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!" After that, he said again: "

You should also tell Agui about this and ask him to pay close attention to the soldiers who are going to Ziyun Temple. Although they don't know much about it, if they spread the word, it will cause unnecessary trouble."

"My brother understands." After Hong Zhou retreated, Hong Li walked outside the palace, looked at the winter sun that was looming in the clouds, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and whispered, "Hope God will show mercy, let Yong Yong have mercy on you."

I hope you can make up for your fate as soon as possible, and you will be safe and sound from now on!" After a moment of pause, he added: "As long as the queen, mother and son can be safe, I am willing to sacrifice my fortune and life!"

Under the careful care of Rong Yuan and other imperial doctors, Yong Cong's condition improved day by day, and the pustules on his body scabbed and fell off one after another. Due to the careful care, only a few shallow marks were left on his neck.

, almost invisible.

On this day, when Xia Qing came to visit Yong Cang, he was leaning on the bedside and concentrating on reading. He didn't even notice Xia Qing coming in. The latter didn't let the palace people disturb him and sat down quietly in the chair.

It wasn't until he turned the page that Yongzhen noticed Xia Qing looking at him with a smile. He quickly put down the book and said, "When did the empress come?" After saying that, he complained to Li Qi who was standing aside: "I know that the empress is here.

Why didn't you call me when you came?"

Before Li Qi could say anything, Xia Qing came over with a smile and said: "Don't blame him, I won't let him disturb you. What book are you reading so seriously?"

Yongxun handed the book to her and said: "It's "Strange Stories from Mountains and Seas" that Huang Ama sent before. The writing in it is so wonderful." Then he said with some embarrassment: "I was fascinated by it for a moment. I have never seen the empress.

Come in and ask your Majesty to forgive me."


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