Zhao Shun, the king of the Southern Dynasty, was twenty-four years old and ascended the throne at the age of six. His mother, the Empress Dowager Zheng, supervised the affairs behind the curtain. When he was nineteen years old, the Empress Dowager Zheng died of illness and returned the throne to the emperor.
However, due to Empress Dowager Zheng's emphasis on her relatives when she was in power, the Zheng family's gang members had spread all over the court, and they could be said to dominate the sky with one hand. In addition, the Empress Dowager pampered Zhao Shun and raised a second-generation ancestor who was nostalgic for beauty and fun all day long. Therefore, Zhao Shun had no interest in political affairs and was still
The reuse of relatives led to widespread resentment in both the government and the public.
But Zhao Shun didn't care, and even thought it was a magical day.
He can take whatever he wants from all the beauties in the world, indulge in extravagance, enjoy the greatest honor in the world, and not have to be responsible for it. Isn't this the life of a god?
"Only this little memory? I can't even name all the eunuchs around me, and the copy refuses to sell me any information." Zhang Yuanqing groaned and stood up, and immediately heard the spiritual realm prompt sound in his ear:
[Ding! The main mission is activated, repel the Northern Dynasty army or protect the Southern Dynasty capital.]
[Ding! The side mission is activated, survive for 24 hours.]
[Ding! The side mission is activated to find the spy lurking in the palace. 】
[Ding! The side mission is activated and gains the support of the people.]
[Note: Each time you complete a mission, some combat power and inventory items will be unlocked.]
[Remarks: Please note that your current identity is Zhao Shun, and you are not allowed to reveal any relevant identity or information.]
This is too much of a task, right? Zhang Yuanqing looked a little confused as he listened to the continuous notification sounds in his ears.
One of the side tasks is to survive for 24 hours, and the Lord of the Fallen dungeon is a large-scale war dungeon, which obviously cannot be completed within 24 hours. There are so many tasks in the initial stage of the dungeon, but what about the middle and later stages?
Also, now that the skills are sealed, the inventory is sealed, and the body has become powerless, weak and unable to take care of itself, how can such a character survive?
"To other people, this is an A-level dungeon, but to me, it feels like an S-level dungeon."
Obviously, "The King of the Subjugated Country" is the core character of the dungeon. He was very unlucky and drew the most difficult character card.
"Hey, I don't know where the others have gone. Can they find me? Where are my left guardian magic eye and right guardian young master? I need your protection."
He has experienced this kind of copy once, which was the last copy of the Five Elements Rebellion.
At this time, the girl beside the pillow woke up in silence, rubbed her eyes with her small fists, opened her snow-white arms and wrapped them around her, and said softly:
"Your Majesty~"
The newly grown and delicate body twisted gently, performing skillful seduction.
Is your business ability so strong at a young age? In the evil feudal society, Zhang Yuanqing prefers plump and mature beauties, and has no interest in this kind of girl movies. He gently pushed away and ordered:
"Change my clothes!"
The girl nodded in agreement, quickly climbed out of bed, raised her fair little buttocks, picked up the palace clothes on the ground, and quickly put on those complicated clothes under the guidance of her little hands.
It was a palace maid. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the slightly plain palace clothes and guessed the girl's identity.
Also, if she is a concubine with status, she will not know how to dress herself.
After getting dressed, the girl led the emperor to the screen, took off the casual clothes hanging on the screen one by one, and skillfully put them on for Zhang Yuanqing.
During the whole process, all Zhang Yuanqing had to do was stretch his arms and legs, or stay still, which reminded him of the scene when his father helped him get dressed when he was a child.
This is one of the few memories of Zhang Zizhen. Chen Shu was a woman who wanted to be strong throughout her life, and her way of raising her children was strict and free-spirited. From the age of three, Zhang Yuanqing was required to wear her own clothes.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't know how to dress. In his memory, a pair of thick and warm hands helped him put on his clothes.
While the palace maid was waiting for him to change his clothes, Zhang Yuanqing used his brain to think about what he should do next.
"What is my side mission? Ciao, my memory has also declined." Zhang Yuanqing opened the properties panel and reviewed the dungeon mission.
Ignore the main quest for now.
There are three side tasks, namely "survive for 24 hours", "find the spy", and "gain the hearts and minds of the people". Among them, it is not necessary to worry about gaining the hearts and minds of the people, as it is currently impossible to achieve.
The two side tasks he needs to do are "survive for 24 hours" and "find the spy".
"Surviving for 24 hours means that my palace is not safe. The two side tasks may be related. The danger comes from the spies lurking in the palace."
Then, the next goal is very clear - find the spy!
If you are looking for a spy, you must have enough intelligence to support it. Well, first understand the situation in the palace. Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of urn and urn urging from outside the curtain:
"Your Majesty! It's time for you to drink the medicine. The imperial doctor said that you should drink the medicine while it's hot, as the effectiveness will be greatly reduced when it gets cold."
Outside the curtain, the tall figure appeared again.
"I know." Zhang Yuanqing responded impatiently. After the palace maid put a gold silk jade crown on her head, he walked to the bronze mirror and looked at himself.
A handsome young man, thin and tall, with a sickly pale face and dim eyes that were not bright enough.
A typical example of a body drained by drinking and sex, with a seriously sub-healthy body. In this era, it is easy to die when a sudden illness occurs. Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.
Where does the appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun, the proud man of heaven, appear here? Even if Guan Ya stood in front of him, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to recognize him.
Open the curtain and walk to the outer hall.
The hall is luxuriously decorated, with expensive gold-threaded carpets, famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, pottery and jade on the ancient shelves, and the orchids by the window are all precious varieties.
On a round table covered with bright yellow silk, there was a bowl of medicine with the heat gradually fading. Standing beside the table was a burly middle-aged eunuch with crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, frost-like temples, and restlessness between his brows, as if he would take action at any time.
Hit someone.
Zhang Yuanqing sat down at the table, picked up the bowl and took a sip. He felt bitter and unpleasant and made people gag, so he deliberately said loudly:
"What kind of medicine is this? It's comparable to excrement. Take it away. I won't drink it."
He did this, firstly, to maintain the persona of the foolish king, and secondly, to expand the topic in a reasonable way and to find out information.
The middle-aged eunuch with frosty white hair on his temples frowned and said in a tone of "I'm telling you this, you'd better not know good from evil":
"Your Majesty, the toxins in your body have not been eliminated. The imperial doctor said that it will take at least ten days to fully recover. In the past few days, you'd better not be close to women anymore."
The palace maid who attended the bed last night shrank her head with fear on her face.
Toxin? Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, and he loudly shouted deliberately: "Toxin? What kind of toxin? I am the True Dragon Emperor, the Nine-Fifth Emperor, and I am immune to all poisons."
The middle-aged eunuch with frosty white hair raised his eyebrows, took a few steps closer, and stared at him condescendingly:
"Shit. It's true that you are a noble person, but a bottle of Crane Crown Red can kill you. You were poisoned three days ago. If I hadn't discovered it in time, you would have died."
Although Zhao Shun, a foolish king, lived a carefree life, even the eunuchs could show off to him, which showed that he had no real power at all. The eunuchs may be from the Zheng family. He was poisoned three days ago. It seems that the spies have already taken action.
Within 24 hours, I will encounter assassination, poisoning and other methods again. If I can't find the spy, there is a high probability that I will die.
Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts turned around, and he sighed in his heart again: Demon Eye Master, the lonely king needs you to protect him!
"This medicine is too unpleasant to drink, take it away." Zhang Yuanqing pushed the bowl aside. Since the original owner almost died of poisoning, he would never touch anything in the palace again.
Maybe the spy is in the palace, maybe the maids and eunuchs are on the scene, and any carelessness will lead to death on the spot.
The burly middle-aged eunuch said angrily:
"Your Majesty, if you don't take the medicine, I will have to feed you."
"Dog slave" Zhang Yuanqing simply smashed the bowl to the ground with all his strength, and became furious: "How dare you threaten me, you useless eunuch!"
The middle-aged eunuch's chest rose and fell for a while, and finally he walked away with a puff of sleeves.
Watching the middle-aged eunuch leave, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped back to the left and right. He called the palace maid who was sleeping with him last night and coldly snorted: "Who is he?"
In the huge palace, he currently only trusts this little palace maid.
If she was a spy, Zhao Shun would be dead. He could not be protected against anything but the person next to him.
The little palace maid should be an NPC given in the dungeon, safe and reliable, and you can get certain information from her.
"He is Li Changshi." The little palace lady looked a little confused and didn't understand why Your Majesty asked this.
"Li Changshi? Is he trustworthy?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
The little palace maid's expression became more and more confused: "Li Changshi is an old man in the Queen Mother's Palace. Before the Queen Mother passed away, he was arranged to serve you. Li Changshi can be trusted, but his temper is not very good."
The people around the Queen Mother must not be spies! Zhang Yuanqing’s thoughts changed and he asked:
"He just said that I was poisoned. Is this true?"
The little maid nodded repeatedly: "A few days ago, His Majesty did have a sudden illness and unbearable abdominal pain. It was Changshi Li who discovered your abnormality and invited the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat His Majesty."
"Where did I go before I was poisoned?" Zhang Yuanqing asked again.
The little maid lowered her head and thought for a moment, why: "Your Majesty has been to many places and met many concubines and maids."
The subtext of this sentence is that you have too much fun and no one knows how you got poisoned.
This gave me a headache. Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds, and with his profound knowledge of literature and history, he came up with an idea: "I want to read the daily life record."
The little palace maid said: "Your Majesty, you can ask for it from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and History."
The official responsible for the emperor's daily life records is called "Qi Ju Lang", and Qi Ju Lang is under the Ministry of Internal History.
Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "It's not the daily share, it's the share I have for activities in the palace."
The emperor had two daily records. One was recorded by the living minister, which recorded the emperor's orders and conversations with ministers while in the palace. The other was the daily life in the harem, recorded by the eunuchs.
The little palace maid replied: "Your Majesty, you can ask for it from Changshi Li."
I was afraid that he would hit me. Zhang Yuanqing ordered: "Go and get it."
The little palace maid shrank in fear and said aggrievedly: "Yes!"
He lowered his head and walked quickly, leaving the palace.
A quarter of an hour later, the little palace maid returned holding a thick book and presented it with both hands.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded with satisfaction: "Well done, you'll be here to sleep with me tonight."
The little palace maid was immediately elated. Among the palace servants, concubines, palace maids, and even singers, who wouldn't want to sleep with her?
As long as you can conceive a dragon fetus, you can fly up a branch and become a phoenix.
Zhang Yuanqing waved away the palace maid, opened the daily record, and read with his eyes. The text in the daily record was in standard regular script. For the top students of Songhai University, there was no reading difficulty.
The daily notes record the people Zhao Shun came into contact with and the things he did. There will definitely be clues.
After reading a few pages, Zhang Yuanqing felt dizzy and realized that he had underestimated Zhao Shun's debauchery.