The chaos in the capital lasted for more than half a month.
Although Emperor Wu handed over all his trump cards to Nan Sheng before he died.
However, there are extraordinary beings in this world, and those bureaucratic families are not only rich and powerful, but also have numerous masters.
The combined strength of the Xueshige and the Prime Minister's faction is enough to compete with Nan Sheng, and even have a slight upper hand.
In addition, these bureaucrats controlled the mouthpieces and publicized Concubine Liu's assassination of Emperor Wu, which dealt an even greater blow to Nan Sheng's reputation.
After several days of fierce fighting, Nan Sheng finally gave up on the capital and led his people directly towards Dongxu Valley.
He holds Emperor Wu's imperial edict in his hand, and also holds the imperial seal of the Wu Dynasty. With his prestige in the military, it is not difficult to establish his own business.
Not long after Nan Sheng left, the alliance that had been united before immediately fell apart.
Nanyun struggled with the power of the Bachelor's Pavilion and launched a fierce attack on the Thirteenth Prince Nanchuan and the Prime Minister's faction...
Since both sides were equally powerful and both were good at talking, the dispute lasted for a long time.
Both sides went back and forth and fought fiercely for more than ten days.
The imperial palace and the second city were almost reduced to rubble, and more than a million civilians were injured or killed.
Until the end, Nanchuan was the winner because his sister Nanyu was a disciple of the Divine Phoenix Sect.
With the arrival of reinforcements from the Divine Phoenix Sect, Nanchuan finally overwhelmed Nanyun and successfully expelled him and the forces of the Bachelor's Pavilion from the capital.
Of course, the current situation alone is definitely not a three-part world.
Because with the death of Emperor Wu and the internal fighting among the three parties, the whole world fell into unprecedented chaos.
There are many people with evil intentions and obvious ambitions who rise up in the name of "King Qin" and set up their own business...
Since ancient times, destruction has been far easier than creation.
It only took a few months for the Wu Dynasty to collapse, but if we wanted to unify the world, we would have to spend several times or dozens of times more time, money and energy.
After all, once ambition breaks out and forms a prairie fire, it is extremely difficult to extinguish it.
"Bang~!"
With a crisp sound, the sword fell to the ground.
Nanchuan stood in front of the dilapidated ruins covered in blood, quietly looking at the thick smoke billowing, corpses, wreckage and ruins of the palace strewn all over.
It took a full quarter of an hour until a gust of cold wind hit him, which jolted him back to his senses.
He licked his chapped lips and forced out a hoarse voice: "Prime Minister, do you think... is this worth it?"
Wei Tao followed his gaze, his expression slightly sad: "I don't know, I know."
Nanchuan twitched his lips: "Where is my father's body?"
Wei Tao pondered and replied: "It has been found in the ancestral hall. Fortunately, the saint wore a cold jade pendant to protect the body from decay."
"What on earth is he..."
Nanchuan lowered his head and stared at the straight, charred mark, and couldn't help but ask: "Who was my father killed by?"
Wei Tao knew the doubts in his heart and answered carefully: "He was poisoned and died. There were no signs of struggle. It must have been done by an acquaintance."
Nanchuan frowned slightly at this sentence.
Obviously, he was not satisfied with this answer.
After a few breaths of silence, he asked directly: "Does the Prime Minister think it is really Concubine Liu?"
Wei Tao opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Your Highness, don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
The fleet that appeared that night was still unforgettable to them, and even the big bosses in the Dharma Realm felt a lingering fear.
In fact, the huge fleet that appeared that night did not hide its identity.
The hull of the ship is printed with a large and obvious flag pattern that is particularly eye-catching, symbolizing the champion. The owner is naturally Zuo Chongming.
Such a huge fleet arrived in the capital at just the right time.
If it is a coincidence, it would be too far-fetched.
With such obvious doubts, coupled with Zuo Chongming's previous actions, even a fool would not believe it if he said that he had no purpose.
Whether it was Nansheng, Nanyun, or Nanchuan... everyone knew that the real murderer who killed Emperor Wu was probably...
But then again, what’s the point of knowing?
In order to fight for their status and righteousness, Nanyun and Nanchuan would never tell the truth and rehabilitate the third prince's biological mother, Concubine Liu...
Although the third prince Nan Sheng also knew it, he was defeated and fled now, and his reputation was ruined. Even if he told him, how many people would believe him?
Furthermore, instead of telling the truth, he might as well have retorted that it was Nayun and Nanchuan who framed him.
After all, he is the prince and there is no need to commit regicide. This rebuttal is indeed reasonable.
In the end, it just evolved into everyone holding their own opinions.
As for the truth, haha.
Who cares?
"Report..."
An internal guard warrior came over from the air, his face full of embarrassment and anger: "Your Highness, the secret vault has been stolen."
"What?"
Nanchuan's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at him in disbelief: "Who can break through the defense of the secret warehouse..."
The inner guard reminded: "Your Highness, in order to repel the Crown Prince and the Fifth Highness, the inner guard and the Zhenfu Division have invested all their strength, and the three warehouses are all undefended."
Wei Tao noticed what he said and suddenly said: "Wait a minute, you said Sanku..."
The inner guard opened his mouth and lowered his head bitterly: "Prime Minister, both the arsenal and the inner treasury have been looted."
Click~!
The stone slab suddenly cracked.
Nanchuan's face was as ferocious as a ghost, his bloodshot eyes burst out with deep hatred, and three words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Zuo Chongming!!"
Wei Tao nodded gloomily: "Besides him, I can't think of anyone else. Could this be his purpose..."
At the end of the sentence, doubts could not help but appear on his brows.
Nanchuan suddenly turned his head: "The imperial court's nearly one thousand years of experience and savings have all been wiped out by him. Isn't this... not enough?"
Wei Tao smiled bitterly and nodded: "Your Highness, please calm down. It was an old minister who made a mistake."
In fact, what Nanchuan said makes sense and is very logical.
It is no exaggeration to say that the wealth accumulated by the imperial court over the years is unmatched by any power in the world, nor is it qualified to compare.
However, everything has buts.
But this guy is Zuo Chongming...
If it is said that Zuo Chongming deliberately set up such a big game just for wealth, this is too, too... then what the hell.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, this is just a doubt in Wei Tao's heart and has not been made public.
Even if he said it, Nanchuan wouldn't listen now, so why bother asking for trouble.
"Bang!"
Nanchuan smashed the railing with his palm and murmured angrily: "Zuo Chongming, please remember, I will get this debt back sooner or later."
To be honest, he was not that angry even when Zuo Chongming killed Emperor Wu...
After all, 70% of Sanku was moved, and the losses were immeasurable, which would even affect his confidence after ascending to the throne.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Wei Tao vaguely from the corner of his eye, and a trace of fear appeared in his heart.
Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and officials are dying and running away. If he wants to revive the imperial court, he must rely on the people sent by the prime minister...
If Sanku's resources were still there, Nanchuan could still devote its efforts to cultivating some masters and use hard power to warn the Prime Minister that his faction had gone too far.
But now, it's clear that everything has come to nothing.
For a long time in the future, he had to rely on the Prime Minister's faction. If the degree of reliance was measured, it would be at least 70%.
The more Nanchuan thought about it, the angrier he became. He wished he could kill Zuo Chongming now and cut Zuo Chongming into thousands of pieces.
It's a pity he can't.
Not to mention that the two imperial brothers were still looking at each other with eager eyes, and there was a war outside. Even the capital city...he had not completely settled it.
Whether it’s the enthronement of the throne or the funeral of Emperor Wu, he should reward those who served him this time...
It will take at least a year and a half, or even longer, to sort out these messy things.
"You wait!"
Nanchuan reluctantly suppressed the depression in his heart and secretly wrote down this account.
This is the only thing he can do now.
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Boom…….
The sound like thunder breaking through the air spread far away in all directions.
A formidable fleet sailed slowly across the sky, leaving a rumbling echo.
Zuo Chongming was sitting in the spacious and empty warehouse, spending all his time sorting out the gains from this trip.
The Wu Dynasty's heritage is so rich. He has been staying here for this period of time, but he has only sorted out half of it so far.
The arsenal of the Wu Dynasty mainly stored martial arts techniques and magical weapons. The secret warehouse mostly contained strange secret techniques, side arts, etc...
The inner treasury mainly stores the treasures of geniuses and treasures, as well as the miraculous elixirs refined by the imperial alchemists.
The first two were relatively easy, but there were too many things in the inner library and they were too complicated. He spent most of his time on them.
"Get rich, get rich."
Zuo Chongming muttered, stuffing a few pills into his mouth from time to time, and calling up the panel to click on skills and techniques.
There are so many out-of-print elixirs in the imperial court's inventory that outsiders have probably never even heard of them, let alone buying them.
Although most elixirs have relatively unsophisticated effects, there are also some that can increase your cultivation level.
High-grade elixirs must have higher drug resistance. The upper limit of such elixirs is usually around a few pills, so Zuo Chongming simply took them first.
Over the past few days, he had taken quite a few bits and pieces of pills, which had already allowed him to advance to the late stage of the Origin Sea Realm.
boom!!
Zuo Chongming made a movement, and the skill instinct started to work.
A black hole seemed to appear in the dantian, wildly devouring the solid sword essence in the body.
Zuo Chongming's first impression of this situation was like the messy fantasy movies he watched in his previous life about black holes, singularities, etc.
When the black hole vortex swallowed up all the sword elements, it suddenly began to calm down, as if it was brewing and pregnant with something.
Damn this...
Zuo Zhongming had a black line hanging down his forehead. Why did he suddenly feel like he was pregnant and in confinement?
Fortunately, this process did not take long. In about half an hour, he felt a clear feeling of abdominal distension...
Somehow, he suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was clear and bright, as if the cover of the heavenly spirit was lifted and the thick barrier was removed.
His perception is sharper, his thinking is sharper, his reaction is quicker, and he even has a clearer awareness of the vitality of heaven and earth.
At the same time, an indescribable coolness quickly traveled throughout the body along the spiritual veins, and finally settled into the lower Dantian in the lower abdomen.
It can be clearly seen through internal vision that his sword essence is now thicker, more solid and more transparent...