Shen Yian was stunned. An Lingyu must have seen him just now, so she followed him.

The old man's words just now directly made the already freezing relationship between the two sides drop a few degrees.

But it doesn’t matter, the result is the same anyway.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Hai was also stunned for a moment, and responded respectfully. He subconsciously glanced at the little ancestor next to him and vaguely guessed something, but since it was the emperor's oral order, the only thing he, a servant, could do was to pass on the message.

Outside the back garden.

When An Lingyu saw Zhao Hai coming out, she hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "Eunuch Zhao."

"Old slave, please see the noble concubine."

Zhao Hai bowed, extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, and smiled with the wrinkles on his face: "My Lady, Your Majesty is busy, so I won't see you."

"busy?"

An Lingyu's face changed. If Shen Yian took this road, he could only come to the back garden.

What on earth were His Majesty and that kid talking about that made him treat me so perfunctorily.

An Lingyu winked at the maid beside her and said with a sad face, "Eunuch Zhao, can you help me pass on a message?"

The personal maid understood and took out a silver bag and quietly handed it to Zhao Hai.

"Your Highness, His Majesty is really busy. Please don't disturb His Majesty and make His Majesty unhappy."

Zhao Hai gently pushed open the silver bag, straightened his body and spoke seriously.

Just kidding, without her saying anything, he could guess what the imperial concubine wanted to say. It was undoubtedly something about how hard the Prince of Jin's life was in Liaodong and how he had made great achievements. She wanted His Majesty to weigh the pros and cons of the other princes.

His Majesty might turn a blind eye to the competition for favor in the harem on weekdays, but using it in other areas is undoubtedly courting death.

Moreover, do you really think that Your Majesty is unaware of the little tricks that the An family has been doing in private?

An Lingyu was very unhappy with Zhao Hai's attitude, and her voice suddenly turned cold: "Eunuch Zhao, you are not willing to help me with such a small matter?"

"I'm sorry, Madam Concubine, please go back."

Zhao Hai also put away his smile and stretched out his hand in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

He is not only the personal eunuch of His Majesty, but also a master of the Half-Step Divine Wandering Realm. Even if he loses his current identity, he, an old man, is not afraid of An Lingyu and the An family behind her.

"Okay, I understand."

"let's go!"

An Lingyu's chest heaved, her eyebrows raised, she flicked her sleeves and said through gritted teeth.

Zhao Hai's position in the palace is very special. Even the queen is unwilling to make enemies with him. She will remember what happened today and there will be plenty of opportunities to settle accounts in the future.

"Go slowly, Madam Concubine."

Zhao Hai opened his mouth to say farewell and sighed inwardly, things in the palace are sometimes more troublesome than those outside.

Lakeside.

Shen Yian, who had been watching the show with his spiritual sense, raised the corners of his mouth, then quickly relaxed. He grabbed the fishing rod and pretended to see if he had caught any fish.

"Have you stayed long enough?"

Shen Cangtian wiped his hands with a handkerchief, handed it to Zhao Hai, turned around and looked at Shen Yian and asked.

Zhao Hai handed the handkerchief to the other young eunuchs, walked quickly forward, poured the fish in the fish basket back into the lake, and then began to pack up the fishing gear.

Upon seeing this, Shen Yian stood up and said respectfully, "Father, I am going to the Wu Pavilion."

Although the old man didn't say anything, he had a hunch that something was going to happen.

Could it be that his arrangements in Jingzhou were leaked by the Tianhai Chamber of Commerce?

Or maybe Anjia...

No matter what, it seems that my original decision was very correct.

I accept your sincerity and the things, but I’ll forget about the people.

Since he already had the Beian Chamber of Commerce, the Tianhai Chamber of Commerce was a hot potato that he had to keep a certain distance from, so he threw it to the old man.

So to some extent, the Tianhai Chamber of Commerce is now being forced to follow the old man's will, and even if it is extremely unwilling, there is nothing it can do.

Otherwise, once he is fully connected with the Tianhai Chamber of Commerce, the old man's hands on him may not just be hands that divide money.

If he is ambitious, the old man will definitely find a way to turn the three chambers of commerce into one.

"Ah."

Shen Cangtian responded calmly, and then called out, "Zhao Hai, I'm tired, let's go back."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Hai quickly responded.

"Go slowly, father."

Shen Yian followed the old man out of the back garden and arrived at the Wu Pavilion with ease.

To be honest, with his current strength, even without the jade token, he could forcibly break through these layers of formations. The only thing he was afraid of was activating some hidden killing formation. If the noise got out of hand, he would definitely not end up well.

Entering the Martial Arts Pavilion, Shen Yian yelled at the top of his lungs, "Fifth Uncle!"

"What's the matter this time?"

Shen Lingxiu's voice came from behind the bookshelf.

Following the sound, Shen Yian found Shen Lingxiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground flipping through bamboo slips, and asked curiously, "Fifth Uncle, what are you looking at so seriously?"

"Snapped."

Closing the bamboo slips, Shen Lingxiu raised his hand and summoned a ball of flames with mixed colors, sighing, "I've encountered some bottlenecks recently, alas."

Shen Yian was slightly surprised when he saw this. Purple and gold dominated the opponent's flame. This purple-gold flame was the symbol of the sixth level of the "Eastern Emperor Sutra", which was the level where his grandfather was now. Above it was the seventh level, Purple Sun Rising from the East.

The strength of the seventh level mainly depends on the number of Golden Crows flying around the sun wheel. When he beat the old man in his dream, ten Golden Crows appeared. This is the highest number he knows. Its power mainly depends on the strength of the person who performs it.

If he were to perform it with his current state of mind, he was confident that he could evaporate a river in just a few breaths.

He didn't know whether there was an eighth or ninth floor above. What he saw originally was recorded up to the seventh floor.

"What level of the Dong Huang Sutra have you reached?" Shen Lingxiu asked suddenly, stroking his chin.

"Um, Fifth Uncle, I'm about to break through to the fifth level."

Shen Yian blinked and answered truthfully.

His main cultivation technique was not the "Dong Huang Sutra", so even though he did not have as many levels as the other party and the old man, his strength level was much higher.

"Of course, you are half as talented as I was back then."

Shen Lingxiu clapped his hands on his thighs and laughed, then quickly stopped laughing and sighed, "As long as you're not stupid, the first few levels will be fine. But starting from the fifth level, it's as difficult as climbing to heaven."

Shen Yian smiled awkwardly, it didn't feel like these words were a compliment to himself.

"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about? Do you want to go to the underground palace?"

After expressing his feelings, Shen Lingxiu asked about the main business.

"Fifth Uncle, I came here this time to find some martial arts techniques."

Shen Yian did not hide anything and directly took out the paper with the exercises written on it and handed it to Shen Lingxiu.

"Let me see."

Shen Lingxiu didn't think much about it. He took the paper and started reading.

"The Secret of the Heavenly Heart, The Sacred Scripture of Immortal Origin..."

The more Shen Lingxiu spoke, the lower his voice became, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"What's wrong, Fifth Uncle? Is there something wrong with these skills?" Shen Yian frowned and his expression gradually became unsightly.

"No problem, it's just that some of these techniques I've never even heard of."

Shen Lingxiu spread his hands. He had been in the Martial Arts Pavilion for so many years, but he had never heard of half of the names of the techniques written on this piece of paper. He was curious about where Shen Yian knew these techniques.

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