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Chapter 2789 Seeking to see Fellow Daoist Shi!

As the national teacher, Peng Long has a very high reputation in the Peng Dynasty. With him, there is no need to worry about the court being unstable.

Peng Long said, "I think what Lou Guozhang said is right. We should establish a new ruler as soon as possible. In addition, the Fengshan Conference of Yuhuang Mountain should be held as usual. Only in this way can we stabilize the people's hearts."

"Yes."

The empress thought it made sense, "Then, who do you think the national teacher should choose to be the new ruler?"

There seemed to be some other meaning in her words.

The people around could also hear that this woman had her eyes on this position?

Did she want to be the empress?

Peng Long said, "The second prince Peng Kuan has always been the emperor's favorite candidate, so I think, how about establishing him?"

Peng Kuan is the empress's biological son, so it is natural to establish him.

No one can find anything to say in the court.

The Empress was considered Peng Long's junior, so Peng Long naturally didn't need to take care of her face and said whatever he wanted.

The Empress was a little unhappy.

Apparently Peng Long didn't speak to her heart.

However, she also knew in her heart that it was not impossible for her to become an empress, but it would definitely cause an uproar in the court, and at that time, many people would definitely stand up to oppose it.

Some people would even doubt whether the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor had fallen.

So, at this time, even if she had ideas, she shouldn't have such operations.

At this time, choosing a prince to take the throne is the right way.

After the court is stable, she can still take her time to think about her ideas.

But, should Peng Kuan be made the emperor?

At this time, the Empress was a little hesitant.

"What do you think of the Sixth Prince Peng Yu?" the Empress said.

Peng Kuan, after all, is the blood of the Emperor.

From the perspective of the empress, she had always disliked the emperor. Now that the emperor was dead, she subconsciously put Peng Yu in front of her two sons.

The imperial master frowned.

He certainly knew what the empress was thinking.

This woman was cruel enough. It was enough to kill her husband. Now, she didn't want the bloodline of the Peng family to inherit the throne.

She also wanted the son she and Li Xu had born to be a substitute.

"My queen."

The imperial master reminded, "The second prince Peng Kuan is the second son, the oldest among the many princes now, and he has not made any mistakes. Why do you depose the eldest and establish the youngest?"

The empress was unhappy and was about to say something, but Lou Qianji next to her coughed lightly, "My queen, what the imperial master said makes sense. If Yu'er is established, there will definitely be a lot of opposition in the court."

How can I not oppose it? Now it has spread outside, and almost everyone knows that Peng Yu's bloodline is not straight.

The affair between her and Li Xu was almost known to everyone.

"Well."

The empress took a deep breath, although a little unwilling, she still nodded, "Then let Kuan'er be the heir."

No matter who is the heir, he is her son anyway.

It's just a pity that she couldn't help Peng Yu to the throne.

After all, Peng Yu is the best choice for her.

Although she is the empress, sometimes she has to compromise for some things.

"Father."

The empress looked at Lou Qianji, "Send the eight dukes to the palace to see me later, and prepare all matters for Kuan'er to ascend the throne."

"Yes."

Lou Qianji responded.

At the critical moment, you still have to rely on your mother's family.

...

These things have nothing to do with Chen Muyu and the others.

After coming out of the West Palace, Chen Muyu hesitated for a moment and did not leave the palace.

But he turned a corner and went to the deep palace.

He wanted to see Shi Zhongtian again.

After all, he is also a super strong man of the Eight Star Realm. Now he is at his weakest. Although Chen Muyu cannot defeat him, it does not mean that he cannot take him in.

Taking advantage of the opponent's weakness, the wealth consumed should not be exaggerated.

His current wealth reserve has exceeded three million Jing. It should be no problem to subdue such an existence.

If Shi Zhongtian can be taken down, it is equivalent to taking down a top combat force in the Central Continent. For Chen Muyu at present, it is undoubtedly a blood profit.

At this time, the sky is dark. Although people come and go in the palace, no one can find such an existence as Chen Muyu.

Danyang Palace.

This place was originally the place where the emperor practiced normally. Now that the emperor is gone, the empress gave it directly to Shi Zhongtian.

The palace servants in the palace have been sent away. The huge palace is cold and deserted, giving people a sense of desolation that things have changed.

Chen Muyu appeared directly in the courtyard. Several osmanthus trees swayed in the wind and leaves fell.

But no one cleaned it.

The door of the hall was tightly closed.

Chen Muyu was naturally not stupid enough to force his way in.

The other party was an eight-star realm being. If he angered him, his life would be in danger.

"I am Yang Shui, and I want to see Daoist Fellow Shi Zhongtian."

Chen Muyu bowed to the hall in front of him, and he was still polite.

He was in seclusion, and you came here to ask for an audience.

Is this polite?

There was no response from inside.

Or maybe Shi Zhongtian heard it, but just didn't want to pay attention.

"I am Yang Shui, and I want to see Daoist Fellow Shi Zhongtian."

Chen Muyu shouted again, his voice raised by several decibels.

He was not afraid that the people inside would not hear him, nor was he worried about disturbing his practice.

"Uncle Yu."

At this time, a figure appeared out of nowhere beside Chen Muyu.

It was none other than Yang Ming.

Chen Muyu couldn't help but frown. Yang Ming was really haunting him. Wherever he went, he would go. He couldn't get rid of him at all.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Muyu asked unhappily.

Yang Ming said, "I just left the palace, and wanted to wait for Uncle Yu all the way, but Uncle Yu didn't come out. I thought Uncle Yu must have come here, so I came to see him. I didn't expect that I guessed it right."

"Hehe."

Chen Muyu chuckled, "You are really smart."

Yang Ming said, "Uncle Yu, what are you doing here?"

"Me?"

Chen Muyu spread his hands, "I have some questions, and I want to ask Daoist Fellow Shi Zhongtian to answer them."

"Oh? What questions?"

Yang Ming looked curious, "Why don't you tell me, maybe I can answer them for Uncle Yu."

It was all fake, he didn't believe Chen Muyu's nonsense at all, and he secretly came to Shi Zhongtian in the middle of the night, probably for some shameful purpose.

"You? What questions can you answer for me? Hehe..."

With a chuckle, he didn't take Yang Ming seriously at all, and this guy was so shameless that he wanted to answer his own questions?

Yang Ming smiled, "Fellow Daoist Shi is in retreat, so he probably has no time to see you."

"Heh."

Chen Muyu smiled faintly, "If I don't want to see you, then I won't see you. I'll come back after he comes out of retreat."

After saying that, Chen Muyu turned around and was about to leave.