The first eighty-eight chapters capture the assassin alive
Gongsun Wen's kneeling finally moved King Huai.
Gongsun Wen's cultivation was far superior to that of Hua Chenghui, and he could have killed King Huai at any time, but he chose to kneel to King Huai.
Xuanren's knees are straight, and few people will kneel down easily.
King Huai didn't know much about Gongsun Wen's habits. Seeing that Gongsun Wen was so sincere, he had some trust in him.
"Sir, hurry up and wake up!" King Huai stepped forward to help Gongsun Wen, "Sir, your knowledge is unparalleled in ancient times and modern times, your body is full of cultivation, and you are already at the pinnacle of the mortal world. Why do you still value me so much?"
Gongsun Wen knelt down again: "Gongsun Wen, you have no ambition, you have studied hard for decades, and now you are over half a century old, you are still a junior official of the seventh grade. I am really ashamed of the teachings of the sages!"
My husband has established himself in heaven and earth, but he has failed to achieve success and fame, and he has been humiliated by young people. When I was in the East Palace, I was ridiculed by the prince. In front of Tianzhang Pavilion, I was ridiculed by Xu Zhiqiong's yellow mouth.
The foolish king turned a blind eye to this, and the sycophantic ministers added insult to injury. Only His Highness King Huai spoke upright and spoke up for me. This encounter was like jade in the stone. People who do not know jade are bullied in the rubble. King Huai has something to do with it.
How dare you not sacrifice your life to repay the kindness of knowing me?"
King Huai helped Gongsun Wen up again: "With your help, sir, great things can be accomplished! However, I still have some concerns, and I hope you can give me some advice."
King Huai asked Hua Chenghui to leave and sincerely discussed countermeasures with Gongsun Wen.
"We just talked about the three elders of Canglong Palace. I wonder if you have any good ideas?"
Gongsun Wendao: "The world has been suffering for a long time, and the same is true for the three elders. Your Highness should be able to see that the three elders have always alienated Liang Xianhong, protected His Highness in everything, and have long wanted to let Your Highness inherit the country."
King Huai sighed: "Having said that, if there is a big fight among the masters, I am afraid that the three elders will not just sit idly by and ignore it."
Gongsun Wen nodded: "Your Highness is very worried. If Your Highness hesitates again, the three elders will notice it in advance and will definitely stop it. By then, the matter will be ruined.
If by the time the three elders notice, His Highness has already killed the faint king and then the prince, who else in the clan can be crowned the great treasure? Even if the three elders are dissatisfied, they can only comply with the destiny and protect the country together with Your Highness!"
King Huai nodded, but there was a hint of worry: "There are three thousand forbidden troops in the palace, but they are also troublesome."
Gongsun Wendao: "I can stop the imperial army by myself!"
"one person?"
"One person is enough!"
Although Confucianism is not good at killing alone, it is good at contending with large armies. With a third-level cultivation level, it is no problem to resist three thousand imperial troops.
"There are still a group of eunuchs in the palace who are also difficult to deal with."
"How many soldiers does your Highness have?"
"There are three hundred people on the list, and there are more than two hundred people who are not on the list, but their cultivation is not as good as that of the eunuchs in the palace, especially the eunuch Chen Shuncai!"
"Chen Shuncai is really difficult to deal with!" Gongsun Wen pondered for a long time and said, "Is there really only one fourth-level killer beside Your Highness?"
King Huai smiled: "If he were the only one, I wouldn't let Mr. laugh."
He came to the desk and knocked on the mechanism again. Not long after, ten people came into the study, all wearing masks.
A man stepped forward, holding a long sword in his hand, and first clasped his fist at Gongsun Wen.
King Huai introduced him: "This person has just fought against you sir, and he has a fourth-level cultivation of killing."
Another man came forward, cupped his fists and saluted.
"This person has the fourth rank of military strategist!"
Another person came forward, a woman, and she also clasped her fist at Gongsun Wen.
"This person has the fourth level cultivation level of Suzaku Shengdao."
"Suzaku Shengdao!" Gongsun Wen was stunned, "Is this step from the Suzaku Palace?"
The woman did not respond, so King Huai smiled and said: "The world has been suffering from the faint king for a long time, and the Suzaku cultivators have also been despised by the foolish king many times. I will tell you the details of this in the future."
Everyone came forward one by one. Among these ten people, there were two fourth-rank killing masters, one fourth-rank student, one fourth-rank military strategist, three fourth-rank eunuchs, and one fifth-rank yin-yang master of seventh-rank killing masters.
There are only two people left, so it is not convenient to reveal the secret.
In addition to these people, there was also Ye Ansheng, a fourth-grade Mohist, and even the ascetic workshop behind him, all obeyed King Huai's orders.
King Huai's lineup was not weak, and Gongsun Wen was puzzled: "Why didn't His Highness come to help when the prince was in trouble?"
King Huai smiled bitterly: "Yu Ming's thoughts are elusive. Before the incident, I knew nothing about it."
Although he didn't say anything further, Gongsun Wen could guess Liang Yuming's intentions.
Liang Yuming wanted King Huai to be the Supreme Emperor.
But he himself did not want to be the crown prince.
Liang Yuming wanted to achieve success in one step. He wanted to be the emperor.
If father and son work together, the outcome of the previous battle is still unknown.
Gongsun Wen cupped his fists and said: "Your Highness, don't worry. With this sharp blade in hand, Chen Shuncai has nothing to fear. Your Highness must be decisive when taking action. Kill the faint king first, then the prince. You must root out the roots. You must not be merciful!"
King Huai nodded frequently.
After everyone left, Gongsun Wen looked worried: "My lord, I still have something to worry about. Please let your Majesty make a decision."
Then he changed his tune, proclaimed himself a vassal, and called himself "Your Majesty."
"Sir, please speak."
"Your Majesty treats me with the utmost sincerity. I should stay by your Majesty's side, firstly, to prevent the news from leaking, and secondly, if something happens, I can discuss countermeasures with Your Majesty."
King Huai asked in surprise: "Sir, don't you want to stay?"
Gongsun Wen shook his head and said: "I wish I could be by your Majesty's side day and night, but the Hunjun will ask me to enter the palace tomorrow to give lectures to the Crown Prince. If I don't go, I'm afraid the Hunjun will become suspicious. Besides, this is also a good opportunity to find out the news."
King Huai really didn't want Gongsun Wen to enter the palace, but there was nothing he could do.
First of all, what Gongsun Wen said is indeed reasonable. If he did not enter the palace, he would definitely be suspected by Emperor Zhaoxing.
Secondly, when Gongsun Wen wanted to leave, King Huai couldn't stop him because his cultivation level was too high.
In desperation, King Huai smiled and said: "I trust you, sir. I only hope that you will leave early and come back soon."
Gongsun Wen cupped his fists and said, "I will enter the palace at noon tomorrow. If I don't come back at midnight, Your Majesty will take precautions early in the morning."
King Huai was shocked and said, "Sir, is there any danger in going here?"
Gongsun Wen sighed: "The thoughts of that faint king are too elusive. If he really finds out, I will fight to the death, even if we are both destroyed, I will take away this slave Chen Shuncai!"
If you can kill the prince, it will be even more fortunate. When your majesty is honored with great honors, the bones of his ministers will be buried in the palace and will always be with your majesty!"
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Late at night, Zhong Shen was writing poems in the bedroom of Longtuge, while an eunuch slept soundly beside him.
After studying in Longtuge for many days, Zhong Shen's poetry talent improved quite a bit. Then he drank some wine and became very interested in poetry. He immediately picked up his pen and prepared to write a five-character quatrain.
The first sentence: Beauty is sitting in the house!
Repeated from the previous poem.
Change it: The beauty is sitting in my arms!
Explicit, too explicit, poetry should be more subtle.
Let’s change it again: Beauty sits in the heart!
This sentence is well written and sentimental! It has artistic conception!
Suddenly a voice came from my mind: "How big is the commander's heart? How big is the beauty's fat peach? Can it sit down?"
Zhong Shen was startled, his face expressionless, and he responded in his mind.
"How dare you come here, you thief?"
"Come to help the commander compose a poem, and the beauty rolls up the bead curtain. What does the commander think?"
"What kind of curtains are you rolling up? It's vulgar! It's vulgar and unbearable!"
"Is it really vulgar?"
"Writing poetry depends on the artistic conception. Do you know what artistic conception is? Why do you come to me?"
"I have something important to ask of you. I would like to ask the commander to go to the East Palace."
"I can't go to the East Palace. Don't you see someone watching over me?"
"I have made a puppet. I can take over for a while. The commander will go with me. I will be back before dawn."
"From Tianzhang Pavilion to the East Palace, you have to pass through the entire palace. If you are not careful, you will be discovered!"
"I have a path that others will never discover. I can come to the commander, and the commander can naturally go to the East Palace."
"Bring out your puppets!"
"Commander, look back."
When Zhong Shen turned around, there was a flesh and blood puppet on the bed.
He stepped forward and took a look, cursing in his mind: "How does this damn thing look like me? This damn thing is uglier than Wuxu!"
Commander Zhong, do you always think you are more handsome than Qian Hu?
"Wait while I do some repairs." Zhong Shen stretched out his hand and took out a box using the skill of randomly picking up objects.
The box contained an adze, chisel, axe, saw, and paintbrush.
Zhong Shen cannot make flesh and blood puppets, but his craftsmanship is exquisite and he uses wood to trim the puppets, making them lifelike in an instant!
Before the eunuch woke up, Zhong Shen quietly left Longtuge and entered the tunnel with Xu Zhiqiong.
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The next day, at night, Xu Zhiqiong was practicing his skills with Lin Qianniang in the back garden of the East Palace.
The so-called training does not mean physical, but mental.
Xu Zhiqiong must learn to create mental coercion through language.
Qianniang talked about two key points:
The first is to believe deeply. When you use your skills, you must believe in what you say, no matter how absurd it is.
The second is to be logical. When performing skills, you must deduce unreasonable inferences through reasonable conclusions, and the derivation process must still be as reasonable as possible.
The practice process of famous people is very abstract, and Xu Zhiqiong spent a lot of thought on it. As an incentive, as long as Xu Zhiqiong makes a little progress, Qianniang will kiss his dimples.
Around Haishi, Qianniang covered her face and said, "Xu Lang, can you switch to the other side?"
"There are no dimples over there!"
"If I let you kiss me like this, my dimples here are almost gone."
"Then switch sides and see if you can make a dimple!"
While laughing and joking, Xu Zhiqiong suddenly frowned and told Qianniang to stay in the room and not move.
The assassin came, with the same murderous intent as before.
Xu Zhiqiong shook the silver bell and reported the news to the prince.
The prince dressed neatly, walked out of the palace, went to the back garden, and prepared to fight.
The chamberlains were lined up on both sides, all far away from the prince. Xu Zhiqiong was also far away, which made the prince's position very prominent.
In the front garden, the lantern holder and the guards tried to resist for a while, but in a moment, they retreated to the back garden without any suspense.
When the levels are the same, Confucian cultivators are slow to attack and have poor accuracy, making it difficult to take advantage in battles.
But if there is an advantage in level, Confucian practitioners can crush a large number of enemies. This is also the most terrifying thing about Confucianism.
When they arrived at the backyard and saw the prince, the assassin's strategy changed.
In the past, he would choose to knock down all those who stood in his way, and then deal with the prince.
This time, he rushed directly towards the prince.
The prince yelled and jumped up and down, as if he was in a panic.
When the assassin was less than fifty feet away from the prince, the prince thought of running away.
The distance of fifty feet was just right for a Confucian cultivator, and the assassin used a fifth-level skill on the prince - body alignment.
The characteristics of Zhengshen skills are to correct the other person's thoughts, improve the other person's moral standards, let the other person get rid of all evil thoughts, and restrain themselves with the most upright ideas.
For example, the prince is obviously no match for the assassin, so he should choose to escape at this time.
But after being hit by a fifth-level Confucian skill, he can't escape!
Running away is immoral.
How can you escape when the enemy comes?
When facing the enemy, you should stand tall and fight with him in a bloody battle!
Even if you die, you must die heroically!
Driven by his skills, the prince refused to escape and wanted to fight with the assassin.
Xu Zhiqiong, who was standing aside, felt the difference in momentum. Today's assassin was more like an assassin. He came to take the prince's life, not to show off in the East Palace!
Lu Yunxi was injured, Chen Shuncai did not come, and the prince himself wanted to fight to the death. It seemed that no one could stop the prince from committing suicide.
The assassin took a few more steps and was less than thirty feet away from the prince. The assassin concentrated Haoran's righteousness in his palm and prepared to slap the prince to death.
Unexpectedly, his feet suddenly gave way and the assassin fell into the pit.
The prince's face turned pale and he gasped repeatedly: "I almost couldn't hold on anymore. If I hadn't been courageous, I would have been scared away by this guy!"
This trap was dug by Zhong Shen, and the prince's purpose was to lead the assassin into the trap.
The trap is very cleverly designed and can automatically track enemies, but it is only effective for enemies within thirty feet.
The prince had to stand still because there was a mechanism under his feet, which was the key to triggering the trap.
If someone is less than thirty feet away from the prince, the prince only needs to chop his foot and step on the mechanism, and a pit will appear under the other person's feet.
Even if the opponent flies over, a rope will emerge from the pit and pull the opponent in.
This is why everyone is far away from the prince.
But the prince couldn't hold on anymore. The assassin's momentum was too fierce, and the prince almost ran away.
If he escapes, the carefully laid trap will be in vain!
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, with the help of the assassin's fifth-level skills, the prince stood on the spot and stepped on the mechanism!
The prince admired his courage very much: "Zhiqiong, I am not bragging to you, I was not afraid of him at all just now!"
While he was talking, he suddenly saw the assassin, covered in blood, jumping out of the trap and rushing towards the prince again.
The prince exclaimed: "It's just talk, don't take it seriously..."
Before he finished speaking, the assassin was dragged into the trap by a rope again.
This is Commander Zhong’s trap. This is the masterpiece of the third-grade Mohist family. You’ve already gone in, how easy is it to get out?
Xu Zhiqiong didn't know what was in the trap, he only saw iron balls and blades falling from mid-air.
The trap shook violently, and iron filings surged out from time to time. The iron balls and blades that fell into the trap were all ground into powder, but what would the assassin be like?
Confucian's defensive power ranks high among all Taoist sects, but this is in the context of fighting with people. Confucian is good at fighting people, but not good at fighting machines. Facing Zhong Shen's mechanism, the assassin can only
Use Haoran's righteousness to forcefully defend, and you will soon be unable to hold on.
The prince asked Xu Zhiqiong: "Aren't we going to capture them alive?"
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Your Highness, you are a courageous man. You are not afraid of him at all. Go down and rescue him."