Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

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As Xu Ming's hand moved and the blade fell, the Prince of Qi and his accomplices were all beheaded.

The moment their heads hit the ground signified the end of the matter.

Regardless of the past, whether or not other culprits remained undiscovered, regardless of who else was implicated, this matter was now definitively concluded.

Therefore, Xu Ming's sword not only executed the Prince of Qi and his accomplices but also quelled the unease in the hearts of some officials who had not been investigated or were feeling apprehensive.

Xu Ming calmly watched the heads rolling on the ground, taking a deep breath.

Not even a trace of blood remained on the Imperial Sword.

Xu Ming, holding the Imperial Sword, walked to Emperor Wu's presence, bowed, and said, "Your subject has avenged the blood feud, and thanks Your Majesty for granting your subject this opportunity!"

Xu Ming's voice echoed throughout the plaza.

Hearing Xu Ming's words, many officials revealed knowing smiles.

For some officials who had close ties with the Prince of Qi or had received benefits from him, Xu Ming's words meant that he would definitely not pursue the responsibility of others.

Some even sighed, "Although the Number One Scholar is young, he is indeed very knowledgeable in handling affairs."

It is certainly best for everyone to live in peace in the future, and there is no need to engage in a life-or-death struggle.

Emperor Wu glanced at Xu Ming, then at the Imperial Sword in Xu Ming's hand, and slowly said, "Number One Scholar, you should keep this Imperial Sword for now."

As soon as Emperor Wu's words fell, the hearts of the ministers in the plaza began to rise again, fearing that the Number One Scholar's Imperial Sword would slash at their necks.

Whether this Imperial Sword is sharp or not is another matter, and whether it is a celestial weapon is irrelevant.

Even if this Imperial Sword is an ordinary piece of mortal iron, what reason can you have to avoid it when he wants to chop you?

When this sword is swung, it doesn't just mean that the person wielding the sword wants you to die, but that Emperor Wu wants you to die, and that the Wu Kingdom wants you to die.

Can you still not die at this time? Can you still escape?

Not to mention the civil and military officials, even Xu Ming was very surprised.

In Xu Ming's opinion, this matter should have ended, and any emperor should not want to expand it.

The death of a Prince of the First Rank was almost enough.

What?

After the death of a Prince of the First Rank, you want to stir up the court and not stop until you die, not only to eradicate the roots but even to spare no soil?

This is impossible.

No one will allow you to do this!

You are not some member of the imperial family.

Moreover, even if you are a member of the imperial family, doing this is almost enough. After all, no matter what the outcome, you have not died.

Therefore, Xu Ming was also very understanding. He knew that if he continued to involve himself, there would be no great benefit, but instead, it would cause a very unfavorable impact on himself.

In that case, he would put this matter aside for now. If anyone else jumped out later, he would naturally resolve it.

But Emperor Wu's words were a bit intriguing.

Did Emperor Wu not want this matter to end?

"Your Majesty, this Imperial Sword, your subject has no merit or virtue, and dares not accept it," Xu Ming politely declined.

Xu Ming couldn't quite figure out the thoughts of this emperor.

It is said that the emperor's thoughts cannot be guessed, but if you don't guess, how can you survive?

"What is there to not dare to accept? If you have no merit or virtue, then who has made greater contributions than you in recent years?" Emperor Wu continued, seemingly not wanting Xu Ming to refuse.

Emperor Wu turned around and said to the civil and military officials, "From today onwards, the Embroidered Uniform Guard will be established, and Xu Ming will be the commander, a second-rank official, leading five thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight Embroidered Uniform Envoys.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard has the duties of serving the emperor, fighting outside the capital, monitoring civil and military officials, and patrolling for arrests!

The Embroidered Uniform Guard is directly responsible to Us, investigating princes and marquises above and officials below!

Gentlemen, do you have any objections?"

After Emperor Wu announced this, the civil and military officials were in an uproar.

Investigating princes and marquises above and officials below?

Moreover, they are only responsible to His Majesty?

For Emperor Wu, the Imperial Sword in the Number One Scholar's hand had been expanded to the entire Embroidered Uniform Guard being Emperor Wu's Imperial Sword!

For the officials, they naturally did not want such an institution to be above them.

But looking at the rolling heads and dripping blood, no one dared to stand up.

"Since you gentlemen have no objections, then it is decided." Emperor Wu turned around, looked at Xu Ming, "I wonder if you are satisfied with this official position?"

Emperor Wu did not ask Xu Ming if he was willing to accept this official position, but asked Xu Ming "satisfied".

How could Xu Ming answer this?

Say you are not satisfied?

How dare you be dissatisfied with His Majesty's decision?

Say you are satisfied, and you can only accept this official position.

Xu Ming seemed to have a choice, but in reality, he had no choice at all.

"Your subject thanks Your Majesty! Your subject will definitely do his best, spare no effort, and dedicate himself to Your Majesty until his death!" Xu Ming said loudly, as if declaring his loyalty to Emperor Wu.

"Yes, very good." Emperor Wu helped Xu Ming up, "The affairs of the capital will be a lot of trouble for the Number One Scholar."

Xu Ming nodded and lowered his eyebrows: "Your Majesty is too kind."

"Since the matter is over, the Prince of Qi and others have been brought to justice, you gentlemen should withdraw. The commander is also tired, go back and rest well, and take office in half a month." Emperor Wu did not want to leave any room for discussion on this matter.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The civil and military officials shouted in unison and retreated one after another.

Xu Ming also left the palace.

Outside the palace, the Xu residence's carriage had already arrived to pick him up.

However, to Xu Ming's surprise, the person who came to pick him up was not the Xu residence's steward, but his cheap old man.

"Hehe, Ming'er, your dad has come to pick you up in person, get in the car, get in the car."

Seeing his son come out, Xu Zheng waved his hand happily, and his every word, deed, and glance looked like an unlearned playboy. His slightly pale face showed that he was indulging in excessive pleasure.

Xu Ming stepped forward, held his sword, and bowed: "Dad."

"Why are we father and son being so polite?" Xu Zheng smiled, and then said as if asking for credit, "Your dad rushed to pick you up in person as soon as he heard you were back."

Xu Ming smiled: "Thank you, Dad."

"Hehehe..." Xu Zheng seemed to feel that his son was moved by his actions, "It's not hard, it's not hard. Let's go, we're going back to the mansion. By the way, this sword of yours is quite good-looking, what's it called?"

As he spoke, Xu Zheng's hand was about to touch the hilt of the golden sword.

"This sword is called the Imperial Sword."

Just as Xu Zheng's hand was about to touch the hilt, Xu Ming quickly retracted his hand as if he had touched a hedgehog.