There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 604 The Man in the Wall

Yanjing, Miyagi.

Gongyu is deep.

Yuan Chong hurriedly walked through the hall and corridors.

Wherever he went, eunuchs in purple clothes and court ladies in green clothes all saluted him respectfully, but Yuan Chong didn't stop at one step.

He came to the deepest palace there.

through the drapery.

Kneel down and kowtow heavily.

The sound of kowtowing resounded through the palace.

The sage sat at the top of the temple, looked at the eunuch kneeling in front of him, and said coldly, "Do you know why I called you back?"

Yuan Chong lowered his head, but his voice was not low.

"Changes are happening in the southeast." Yuan Chongru said simply.

"Southeast changes." The saint repeated Yuan Chong's words, and then sneered: "What kind of change is it?"

"Wang Zhi captured Yingtian Mansion and plotted rebellion." Yuan Chong said.

"This matter has already turned the page." The saint said lightly: "What's the latest situation?"

In front of the sage, Yuan Chong did not dare to hide any negligence.

"As far as I know, Wang Zhi is dead." Yuan Chong said.

"Dead, who killed it?" asked the saint.

Yuan Chong shook his head: "I don't know the details, but it should be the work of the hive."

"You also know that it is the handicraft of the hive?" The saint asked with deep meaning: "There are changes inside the hive now, do you also know?"

Yuan Chong shook his head: "The honeycomb is my confidant enemy, and it should be a good thing for His Majesty to compete with Wang Zhi now."

The saint stared at Yuan Chong who was kneeling in front of him: "I asked Xie En to bring me back Wang Zhi's head."

"So did he bring it back?" Yuan Chong asked.

"He's dead, you don't know about it, do you?" The saint looked at Yuan Chong.

Yuan Chong seemed to understand something.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to go too?" Yuan Chong asked.

"The errand this time is a little different from last time." The saint looked at Yuan Chong and said coldly.

"Then I will try my best to be cautious." Yuan Chong said calmly.

"Go down first," said the saint.

"Master?" Yuan Chong said in surprise.

"Go down." The saint waved his hand lightly.

Yuan Chong kowtowed to thank him.

Turn away.

Only the saint himself was left in this somewhat empty hall.

He looked ahead and said the word Qin softly.

"Xue Ping." The saint continued to talk to himself: "I never thought that you would be able to cause me such and such troubles after you were dead."

"How many backhands do you have yet to start, but the more backhands you have, the more it can only show that the decision I made at the beginning was correct."

With that said, he stood up and walked towards the small door behind him.

After the small door was pushed open, there was a somewhat dark and deep secret passage. The saint wearing a bright yellow coat walked through this somewhat dark secret passage. Although the light was dim, he did not deviate a single step.

In the end, at the end of the secret path, everything suddenly became clear.

This is a huge library.

The dome is covered with bright and huge night pearls to provide light for this underground library. On the four walls of the library, there are neatly lined up various historic sites of different materials and thicknesses.

However, the sage did not look through any of the ancient relics, but sat down on a chair in the library, and continued to flip through the somewhat yellowed book in front of him in boredom.

"The eight wastes and the six combinations are my unique merits." The saint said lightly.

"Don't underestimate it." Opposite the saint, a man's voice said in a deep voice.

"It was you who gave this cheat book to Qin?" the saint continued.

"Yes." The other party said calmly without any hesitation.

"So since three years ago, you have started to have doubts about me?" The saint said indifferently: "I spared your life until now, just to prove that my thoughts are right."

"I didn't kill Yanran back then, maybe the situation would be even worse than today."

"Your Majesty is of course always right." The man said in a low voice.

"Like it's right for me to let you live?" The saint said with a faint smile.

"Your Majesty is always right." The man said calmly.

"Drink water once every ten days, and eat once every fifteen days. Even so, you can still live. Maybe it's not that I'm right, but that you are too stubborn." The saint looked at the empty wall in front of him Said.

"Do you know?" The sage continued, "Now that Qin has driven away Yan Yu, he has taken control of the entire beehive. He killed the envoy I sent, and he also intends to make your daughter the new queen bee."

"All of this has nothing to do with me." Xue Ping in the wall said calmly: "I am just His Majesty's prisoner now."

"Prisoner?" The saint repeated the word with a slight smile: "All your subordinates have started to try to use their own methods to resist me, which will break them to pieces, or maybe they will succeed, and even have a chance to rescue you here go."

Xue Jing shook his head calmly: "What they did was not to save me. If it was to save me, they would not do it."

"Xue Ping is dead."

"It was His Majesty who personally announced that Xue Ping was dead, then Xue Ping would not be able to come back to life, because His Majesty is always right."

"So unless I die isn't it?" said the saint with a sneer.

"You won't die." Xue Ping said.

"Everyone will die, including the emperor." The saint said calmly.

"But on the road of longevity, you are the one who has gone the farthest." Xue Ping said flatly.

His voice was always calm.

No humbleness.

There is no pause.

It doesn't even mean to pray.

"You don't want me to let you out?" the saint said with a smile.

"Or, you don't want to see your daughter?"

"Actually, although it hasn't been too long, her changes may not even be imagined by you."

When Xue Ling was mentioned, Xue Ping's mood was shaken for a moment.

But then calm returned.

"As you said, if she really has become the queen bee in Qin's hands, then even if we meet, the situation will not be too optimistic."

"Besides." Xue Ping said one more thing flatly: "Your Majesty will not rest assured that I will get out of this cage."

"You always have this attitude." The saint sighed: "When I wanted to kill you, you didn't seem too surprised."

"No, I'm still surprised." Xue Ping denied, "My biggest surprise is why the saint tolerated me for such a long time."

"It was only later that I slowly figured it out here."

"It's not just me who regards His Majesty as a friend."

"Actually, His Majesty treats me as a friend."

"It's like His Majesty chose to imprison me instead of killing me."

"Did you ever think you were going to die?" asked the saint.

Xue Ping smiled, and when he laughed out loud, he showed the man's weakness: "Of course, I was really surprised when I realized that I was still alive."

"What's the situation outside now?" Xue Ping continued, "Can Your Majesty tell me in detail?"

"Wang is straight up." The saint said succinctly.

"Wang Zhi will rebel sooner or later, but if he rebelled so quickly, someone must be behind the scenes to fuel the flames." Xue Ping said.

"Don't you know anything?" said the saint. "If you really don't know anything, then you should be killed."

Xue Ping was imprisoned by the saint in August last year, and it has been more than a year now.

When Xue Ping was still "living" in this world, he was the shadow monarch of this world, and nothing should be hidden from him.

"Qin made a small move." Xue Ping said flatly.

"Do you have such self-confidence?" The saint looked at the wall in front of him: "If you are still alive, then Qin will serve you obediently, without daring to show his fangs at all?"

"No." Xue Ping said calmly, "A person like Qin will never be willing to be inferior."

"Even if I am alive, if one day I become his stumbling block, he will not hesitate to overthrow me."

"Even so, you still handed over the Eight Desolation and the Liuhe as my exclusive art to him?" asked the saint.

"I went wrong while practicing." Xue Ping said flatly, "There are some problems with this martial art. If you can't get the Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu, it will be a big problem to continue to practice this martial art."

"Otherwise His Royal Highness Yan Ran would not have asked you not to practice."

The sage smiled faintly, with a hint of noncommittal in it.

"How long have we known each other?" the saint asked suddenly.

"Over 50 years, Your Majesty." Xue Ping said.

"But why is it in this situation today?" asked the saint.

"I also want to have a fight with you monarchs and ministers, and live this life from beginning to end."

"Your Majesty's life is too long." Xue Ping said: "Besides, what Your Majesty thinks about is about a monarch and his ministers, but what I still think about is the scene where Your Majesty and I were drinking and singing on Zhongnan Mountain."

Monarchs and friends are always too far apart.

"Qin is aggressive and wants me to recognize his status." The saint changed the subject and said so.

"The situation in the southeast is bad?" Xue Ping asked.

If it was normal time, the sage would not consider this issue at all.

But if you think about it, it means that the cards in the saint's hand are running out.

"Although Wang Zhi is dead, the remnants of evil still linger." The saint said indifferently: "Besides, once Wang Zhi died, the dragons in the southeast sea would be leaderless, and the chaos in the square inch also represented corruption in the southeast."

"Besides, once Yingtian Mansion is captured, the aftermath will still be there. Thank God for half of this year's autumn gifts. The Oara people in the north are still aggressive, and the chieftains in the southwest are also a little bit ready to move. If there is another problem in the southeast, it is tantamount to saying ten Pressing the fleas with one finger, I have no hands left at all.”

Although this His Majesty has always lived in the palace, the general situation of the world is completely under his control.

After all, the huge East Factory, the huge Jinyiwei, including the huge beehive, are not decorations after all.

"That's why Qin threatened him at this moment." Xue Ping said flatly, "Why doesn't Your Majesty send Yuan Chong to solve it?"

"Without Yan Yu's cooperation, the hive has completely lost control. I can make Yuan Chong clear the entire Luo City, but if he really goes to Jiangnan, I'm afraid he will have to explain where he is."

"The number of people I'm used to is getting less and less. Some are old, some are dead, and some are like you. I can't use them anymore. If he dies in Jiangnan, then this cave is already dead. There is no way to fill it in." The saint said calmly.

"That's why His Majesty came to look for me?" Xue Ping smiled.

"It's a pity there's no wine."

Why did the saint come here?

Because there is no one around the saint who can speak on an equal footing.

The so-called lonely family is nothing more than this.

This lofty Ninth Five-Year Lord has too many secrets, but with so many secrets, fewer and fewer people know about them.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the sage was able to kill Xue Ping at the beginning, but in the end, his subordinates showed mercy and gave Xue Ping a chance.

Even if it is a chance of life being worse than death.

"I'm afraid you and I will never have a chance to drink together again." The saint said calmly.

"Life is full of changes, who can fully predict it?" Xue Ping said flatly, "It's like 40 years ago, you and I would never have thought that we would face each other like this."

Forty years ago, the saint in front of him was not the emperor.

Not to mention the emperor, not even the prince, no one in the world would have thought that he would be the Ninth Five-Year King in the future.

Even Xue Ping would not have thought of it.

"If that time comes, I'm afraid I will be the prisoner." The saint said with a faint smile, "You know best that we will never go back to the beginning."

"Don't talk about the beginning, even if you go back to a year ago, it's impossible."

"What if I say that I don't resent His Highness?" Xue Ping said flatly.

"I believe it." The sage looked at him and said, "But I don't believe it."

The saint believed that Xue Ping really didn't hate himself, but he didn't believe in himself or people's hearts.

He chose to do the first day of junior high school, so although he has not done it on the fifteenth day, will it be far away?
"So you will become His Majesty, and I will only become a subject." Xue Ping smiled self-deprecatingly.

"By the way, do you still have any memory of that little fellow Fang Bie?" Xue Ping said suddenly.

"Farewell?" The saint murmured.

"It's the little guy who is by He Ping's side. It's very interesting." Xue Ping said.

"I remembered. He has done some great things recently. He even said that Wang Zhi was killed by him." The saint said slowly.

"That's really a shocking event." Xue Ping smiled and said, "He may not join forces with Qin, maybe he will be used by His Majesty."

"Why do you say that?" said the saint.

"You haven't seen him yet, have you?" Xue Ping said flatly, "Actually, I have."

"At that meeting, he said a word to me, and I was very impressed."

"What words?" The saint couldn't help asking.

"You might not be happy to hear that." Xue Ping said.

"I'm not happy enough, maybe if you say this, I will be happier." The saint said.

Xue Ping smiled.

"He says."

"In this world, anyone who is friends with the emperor will suffer a terrible death."

The saint froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Laughter echoed throughout the library.

Then the saint's laughter stopped.

He looked ahead: "You are right."

"Maybe, he can really be used by me."

(End of this chapter)