From eunuch to emperor

"Master Lu, is the abbot really in retreat?"

Lian Zhen asked to see Kong Ji, but Lu Qichang did not hesitate, which made Lian Zhen think that Kong Ji was really retreating.

"Why did I lie to you? The national teacher is retreating in the underground secret room in the backyard."

"I didn't want to tell you about this, but now that you are going to mutiny, I can only take you there."

"Let's go, I will explain this matter to the king after I see the national teacher."

Lu Qichang raised his foot and continued to walk forward, but Lian Zhen said hesitantly: "Since the abbot is in retreat, I won't bother him any more."

Monk Kongji doesn't like to be disturbed by others when he is in retreat, and Lian really knows this very well.

If you rush in rashly, you might be scolded.

Lu Qichang was a little unhappy, and said: "Lianzhen, you brought your brother to make trouble, and now I am willing to take the responsibility to take you there, but you don't go, what do you want?"

Lian Zhen laughed apologetically and said, "Lord Lu calm down, it's not that I want to make trouble, it's because the senior brothers have listened to the rumors that something happened to the abbot."

"Since the abbot is fine, let's not go."

Lu Qichang flicked his sleeves angrily, turned around and walked towards the general's mansion, but Lian Zhen caught up again and said, "Lord Lu, the brothers who came back from Yangcheng said that many iron kites have defected to Long Cheng'en and killed tens of thousands of my brothers. How will the king deal with it?"

Lu Qichang didn't look back, and said coldly: "Go and ask the king yourself!"

Lu Qichang can't turn back, if he turns back, Lian Zhen may suspect that he was cheated.

Seeing Lu Qichang go back angrily, Lian couldn't say anything more, so she had to turn around and come back.

"Brother Lianzhen, what about the abbot?"

"Is something wrong with the abbot?"

"How to deal with those rebels in Yangcheng?"

A group of people surrounded Lian Zhen and questioned him, Lian Zhen said loudly: "The abbot is fine, as for where the abbot is, let's not ask too much about it."

The other brothers said dissatisfiedly: "Lianzhen, what do you mean? Could it be that you are also in collusion with them?"

Lian Zhen said angrily: "Hai Chan, what do you mean! As the abbot's direct disciple, how could I frame the abbot!"

"I can only tell you that the abbot is fine, don't worry."

Hai Chan is dissatisfied, but he is not good at arguing. After all, Lian Zhen has a better relationship with Kong Ji, and he is much more distant.

"What about the rebels in Yangcheng? How to deal with them?"

Lian really didn't want to make things worse, so she said: "The king is already dealing with it. The traitors and traitors will naturally be killed."

Hearing what Lian Zhen said, everyone's anger subsided a little.

"Okay, everyone go back."

Lian Zhen dispersed the monks and returned to the camp, Guan Cheng finally calmed down a bit.

Inside the city, a man in Xixia military uniform watched the crowd disperse, quietly went to the foot of the city wall, and jumped over the city wall.

Going out from the city wall, the man hurried for more than 20 miles in the dark and entered an inn.

An old man was smoking dry tobacco. It was Gan Xin, the daughter of Xi Xia.

"came back?"

"came back."

The man who came in was Black Wind.

After a brief greeting, Heifeng hurried into the thatched shed in the backyard of the inn, and Shen Wanjin was still practicing.

Shen Wanjin sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, his body trembling slightly, and the bed board under his buttocks also made a vibrating sound.

Hei Feng stood in front, not daring to disturb, quietly watching Shen Wanjin practice.

With the trembling of the body, Shen Wanjin's chest gave out a low vibration, much like a Buddhist tremolo.

For the past two days, Shen Wanjin has been practicing the Wild Lion Art, and he feels that his cultivation has greatly improved.

Slowly...Shen Wanjin accepted the Wild Lion Art.

"The secret method of the royal family is different!"

Shen Wanjin let out a long sigh, and his joy was beyond words.

"Congratulations to the landlord for the great achievement of the secret technique."

Hei Feng flattered him immediately, but Shen Wanjin shook his head and smiled, "What a great achievement, this is just the beginning."

"That empty old bald donkey only paid a little, and this is just the beginning."

"When I have completely mastered the Wild Lion Art, my cultivation will definitely reach a new level."

"even..."

They can even compete with Long Chen.

Shen Wanjin does not aim at the empress, he dare not think so, his target is Long Chen.

As long as he is as powerful as Long Chen, that's enough.

"At that time, our Wanjinlou will become an existence that surpasses the Tianxiahui. It will not only be the business of the Tianxiahui, but also the assassin of the Wanjinlou."

"Just ask the world, who is the landlord's opponent."

Hei Feng spoke impassionedly, and Shen Wanjin also laughed: "Don't be rampant, the situation has changed now, Long Chengen may rule the world, how should we deal with ourselves then?"

Thinking of this, Shen Wanjin's expression became less happy.

For assassins, troubled times are the best.

If someone was killed in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, if the Empress pursued it, she would just go to Nanliang.

If the world is unified, Shen Wanjin has no place to hide.

"Lord, my subordinates have always wanted to say that we should not support Long Cheng'en, the best policy is to divide and rule the world."

Heifeng also felt that the three-point situation in the world should be maintained, which would be most beneficial to Wanjinlou.

Shen Wanjin shook his head and said, "I know that too, but can you stop Long Chengen?"

Black Wind remained silent.

In this world, no one can stop Long Chen, unless... the master takes action.

"Master, he..."

Shen Wanjin's expression changed suddenly, and he reprimanded: "Don't mention what you shouldn't!"

Hei Feng immediately shut up, not daring to speak again.

Shen Wanjin said coldly: "Our affairs are just games in the eyes of the master."

"Even if Long Chengen wants to destroy Xixia, in the eyes of the master, I'm afraid it's just a child's play."

"Do your own thing well, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't mention what you shouldn't."

Hei Feng nodded and dared not speak.

"You go outside and watch."

Shen Wanjin got up, opened the wooden board under the bed, bent down and got in.

Walking underground, in a place that was not well lit by an oil lamp, Monk Kongji was lying on the bed and lethargic, looking very pessimistic.

"Is the national teacher okay?"

Shen Wanjin asked with a smile.

Monk Kong Ji slowly opened his eyes, his lips were chapped and white, and he said weakly: "Can't the landlord see it? If the poor monk is dead, do you still want the Wild Lion Art?"

Shen Wanjin laughed and said: "National Teacher, don't worry, I have already sent someone to deliver the medicine. When the medicine arrives, I will naturally help the National Teacher heal."

Kong Ji did not continue to answer, but closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Shen Wanjin looked at Kong Ji's blood-oozing gauze, and slowly put his hand on Kong Ji's wrist.

He didn't believe that Kong Ji would be so weak, and suspected that he was faking it.

A weak and slow pulse was heard, Shen Wanjin's eyelids were closed, and he looked worriedly at Kong Ji.

The pulse condition is very weak, and the emptiness is not an act.

"Don't worry, the national teacher, the medicine will come."

Shen Wanjin immediately climbed out of the underground secret room, and Heifeng was letting the wind out.

"Is the medicine here?"

Shen Wanjin came out and immediately asked about the medicine.

Hei Feng was wondering why Shen Wanjin came up so fast, it turned out that there was nothing but emptiness.

"Still on the way."

The medicine for Kongji's healing is rather troublesome, and must be prepared from Yanshuangyu in Xifeng City, so it will take some time.

Shen Wanjin urged: "Hurry up, this old bald donkey was injured too badly by Long Chengen, if he arrives late, he might die."

Hei Feng was surprised and said: "No way, it's so serious? This old bald donkey was beaten so badly last time, and he recovered in the end."

"This time I was only stabbed, why can't it work?"

Hei Feng felt that Kong Ji was injured more seriously last time, so why is it that the injury was less serious this time, but it didn't work?

Shen Wanjin didn't explain, but just urged: "Hurry up, if a person dies, everything will be gone!"

Hei Feng bowed: "Obey!"