Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 229: Return to Wuzhu

The news of the assassination attempt on the heir of the Jiang family quickly alarmed everyone. It seemed that ever since the heir returned, there had been no shortage of chaotic incidents, as if there were always people targeting him.

The case was investigated by the Supervisory Office, the Thirteen City Garrison, the Ministry of Justice, and the Grand Eunuch Hugong from the palace, presenting a stern and thorough investigation.

In the end, Miao Xiaoliu and two others couldn't bear it anymore and confessed the masterminds - General Yang Lu of the Shence Army and General Amoye of the Eighteen Border Army in the northern region.

Miao Xiaoliu and the other two were beheaded, while the two masterminds were executed along with their families.

However, the Jiang family no longer cared. No one inquired about the details or took any action.

It was just that the two hundred thousand Shence Army and the three hundred thousand Eighteen Route Army were already furious, on the verge of turmoil, but were suppressed by the iron-fisted approach of the Left Minister of the Great Pillar Nation, Luhu.

...

"Lanxian Pavilion."

Xin Zhuo didn't care about the assassination anymore; he had gotten used to it.

He was holding a bamboo slip and reading it. He suddenly became curious about the "Great Yan" mentioned by the person who crawled out of the border tomb. Which country was it? He only found one result: the Great Yan of the previous three dynasties of the Great Zhou, which was nine hundred and sixteen years ago.

Nine hundred years?

Suddenly, a faint scent of manchurian flowers wafted over. It was the unique fragrance of his mother, Ji Jiuwei.

"Killing one thousand three hundred and eighty-six people! Is my son satisfied?" Ji Jiuwei sat cross-legged beside him, also looking at the bamboo slip in Xin Zhuo's hand.

"Oh, it's fine," Xin Zhuo nodded absentmindedly.

Ji Jiuwei casually took the tonic from Xin Zhuo's hand and put it aside, saying softly, "This world is not just about fighting and killing. What have you discovered?"

Xin Zhuo took a sip of the tonic, it was good, with a hint of the taste of the bottom of the pot. "The court can't stand the Jiang family being too powerful, so they naturally have to suppress them. No matter how outstanding a son is, there will always be people trying to bring him down. Then they can use various armies to antagonize the Western Qin Army of the Jiang family, playing the game of balance, right?"

Ji Jiuwei's expression was complicated as she patted the back of his head. "Mother can completely go and beat up that little emperor, but it would be of no use. The world needs order, and this order comes from the supreme dignity of the emperor and the three hundred years of prestige of the Great Zhou. No matter how powerful the Practitioners are, there are still countless people who support the emperor in their hearts! Even those high-ranking officials and nobles have a strong loyalty to the emperor! They all understand the principle of being a peaceful dog rather than a chaotic person! If I were to kill the emperor more ruthlessly, these people would retaliate even more severely. The people of the world cannot be killed off! If one day, after I'm gone and the Empress Dowager is gone, and you become the head of the family, how would you resolve the situation?"

Xin Zhuo waved his sleeve. "Of course, I would return to the Western Qin territory and lead the three hundred thousand Western Qin Army in rebellion. Who can stand up to him? Anyone can be the emperor, and next year, it will be my turn. Your old self will definitely be posthumously honored as a Empress Dowager!"

Ji Jiuwei was stunned.

"Of course!" Xin Zhuo smiled. "You're still young, how could you not be around? If not, you can be the empress, and I'll just be a prince. The two of us will go crazy together, won't that be fun?"

Ji Jiuwei was completely dumbfounded and only spoke after a while. "You rebellious child, jokes like this can't be made. If the Western Qin Army rebels, it will surely sweep across the country, causing chaos in the Great Zhou. We, mother and son, will become eternal sinners. After I die, how can you face your grandfather, Emperor Xuanzong, and your uncle, Emperor Tianshou?"

Xin Zhuo patted her hand. "Just kidding, don't be nervous!"

Ji Jiuwei twisted his ear. "You little brat, come with me to the Taiping Palace tomorrow!"

"So soon?" Xin Zhuo was surprised, feeling like there was still some time left.

"Not soon enough!" Ji Jiuwei stroked his ear and chuckled. "It is said that your two little lovers and a few of your enemies will participate in the Fentian Tower illusion. Have fun, and I'll give you a guide when the time comes!"

After speaking, she floated away.

Where did I get little lovers and enemies from?

Xin Zhuo wanted to ask, but he knew that his mother was a stubborn person, so he gave up. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly felt that before leaving, he should go see someone.

...

Wuzhu was still as damp and cold as ever, filled with wailing and resentment.

In the seventh room of the Bing character, there were seven figures, three sitting and four lying down, all looking haggard and desolate, their clothes already decayed and tattered.

The temperature in Wuzhu in early autumn was already very low, which was even more unbearable for those whose martial arts meridians had been disabled.

The only pile of straw by the wall was divided among the seven people, barely providing warmth.

Jiang Fuzi, who was originally strong and tall, had become plump like a woman. His face was pale as he trembled while drawing a line on the wall. There were already twenty-eight lines drawn around it. He turned around and hoarsely said, "It's been twenty-nine days, almost a full month. Whether it's the court, the Autumn Wind Academy, Mr. Dongfang, or the head of the academy, they must all be exerting pressure. The Jiang family cannot suppress us forever. It's almost time!"

Xu Fuzi and Pu Jing glanced at her weakly, their eyes filled with a glimmer of hope. In this place where they couldn't see the light of day, there were ghostly cries and howls every day, making it impossible to live in peace. They could only afford one meal a day, and even immortals wouldn't be able to endure it.

However, Qin Yuliu, who was sitting in the corner with a thin face, unconsciously clutched the straw. She looked like this almost every day.

Xu Fuzi suddenly looked at her and asked, "When Xin Zhuo left you that day, did he want you to serve him? Did you refuse?"

Qin Yuliu remained silent.

Xu Fuzi felt that she had guessed correctly and gritted her teeth, saying, "You're confused! You're a woman. In this lifetime, if you don't become an Earth Immortal, you will eventually have to marry. Xin Zhuo is handsome and much younger than you. There were rumors about you and him back at the Fulong Mountain. You became a wife or a concubine of the Jiang family. Where did you suffer? Why do you have to endure this humiliation as a disabled person? If you help a little, we won't suffer here."

Qin Yuliu finally looked at him, as if looking at a disgusting bug.

Xu Fuzi regained some sanity, regretfully turned his head, and then saw the young master of the Jiang family standing outside the cage with several beautiful concubines.

He suddenly rushed forward with strength he didn't know where it came from and shouted, "Young Master, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I'm willing to be a cow or a horse in the future!"

Jiang Fuzi and the others were obviously moved, opening their mouths but not knowing what to say.

Only Qin Yuliu and Pu Jing, the two senior sisters, remained indifferent.

Xin Zhuo also ignored Xu Fuzi's words and turned around to ask, "Is that Lingyi still kneeling at the gate?"

Xiong Zhang replied, "Yes, she has been kneeling for a day and a night!"

Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "She's a filial girl. Let the two masters who were implicated go. They have suffered enough!"

Then he turned and left.

The Ling couple suddenly looked up, their faces filled with excitement.

Xu Fuzi was stunned, grabbed the cold iron bars, and shouted, "Xin Zhuo! Why won't you let me go? You can't treat me like this!"

In a secluded courtyard, flowers were still blooming brilliantly, filling the entire courtyard with fragrance. The ground was clean and tidy, creating a serene and elegant atmosphere despite being in Wuzhu.

Two old ladies were waiting early, bowing at the same time and saying, "Young Master!"

However, their expressions were somewhat hesitant. Although the young master had proven his abilities and was capable of gradually taking control of the Jiang family, once the young miss was released, it might cause trouble.

"It's alright!" Xin Zhuo understood their concerns and waved his hand, saying, "Open the door!"

One of the old ladies had to turn around and open the door. The figure inside the room rushed out immediately, shouting, "Elder sister!"

Unfortunately, she was locked by four heavy chains and couldn't get close.

"Big sister!"

Xin Zhuo held her hands, which were originally slender but now covered in dirt and with curled yellow nails. Her hands were cold. He checked her pulse and was surprised to find that her meridians were severed and her vitality was cut off.

"Yuliu!"

Jiang Huan's face, which was dirty but still somewhat delicate, had two streaks of tears. Her bloodshot eyes stared at him, her lips trembling.

Xin Zhuo helped her sit in a chair and sat beside her, pouring a cup of tea for her. "Take a break. I know everything you said."

"Do you really know?" Jiang Huan kicked the door forcefully and lowered her voice. "Except for me, everyone else in the family is fake. You know that too, right?"

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