The old marshal and His Majesty were speechless as they watched Yun Yang, who was eating the last piece of the mystical beast's hoof with grease all over his mouth. Even with their vast experience and composure, their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets at this moment.
Twenty-eight f * cking dishes, sixteen of them were meat dishes. We've only eaten one or two chopsticks of vegetables, but the rest … this child has eaten them all?
How many years has it been since this fellow last had a full meal?
"Eat slowly." His Majesty took pity on him and said gently, "Don't overeat."
"Ah woah woah … It's okay, ah woah woah … Delicious! Meat! "Yun Yang stuttered," My family is poor … I haven't eaten meat for more than ten years … "
His Majesty lifted his head.
The old marshal lowered his head as well.
He did not even look at Yun Yang.
He was afraid that he would slap him if he were to look at him again. How f * cking old are you? Haven't eaten meat for more than ten years? Poor family? Do you think we don't know that you've just won a fortune that could rival a nation's?
This little bastard!
"Where's your money? The ones you won? "The old marshal was suspicious again.
"I've asked someone to sell them." Yun Yang picked up a bowl of vegetable soup and gulped it down. "I haven't gotten the money yet."
The old marshal almost ran away, covering his face. Do you think you're eating a big pot of food? You're drinking vegetable soup?
"Serve a few more meat dishes!" The old marshal's face was dark.
"Hehe … Delicious …"
…
"Seems like it's a coincidence."
…
However, could it be an act?
His Majesty's eyes darted around before he turned to the old marshal and said, "Old Qiu, from what you see, the nation's political affairs now …"
Old Marshal Qiu was naturally the best person to play along. "Yes, it's rare."
"Trouble from within and without …"
"Yes …"
"I think His Majesty is suffering as well …"
"Yes …"
"Among His Majesty's heirs, which one of them does Old Qiu think can take on great responsibility?" His Majesty asked.
Old Marshal Qiu's eyes widened, almost falling off his chair in shock.
Why the f * ck did he suddenly ask this? Even if you're in disguise, I know you're His Majesty. How should I answer you when you ask me this?
No matter how he answered, it would be wrong!
Beads of sweat appeared on the old marshal's forehead.
His Majesty the Emperor laughed and said to Yun Yang, "Does nephew of the Yun Family know of His Majesty's princes? What's your opinion on this? "
The old marshal wiped his sweat.
So this question was still meant to test that brat. It was a pity that I almost got into trouble because I was not thinking straight. As an emperor, he would never allow his subjects to tell him what to do, no matter who they said it was good or bad.
It was obvious that His Majesty's sudden attack was not only aimed at Yun Yang but also at the old marshal. But now, it seemed that he was very satisfied with the old marshal's performance.
It was for the best that he didn't express his stance.
Yun Yang could not help scratching his head when he heard the question and said, "His Majesty's son, I don't know." He burped and said, "No matter who becomes the emperor in the future, it has nothing to do with me. This nephew is foolish and can't be an official. Occasionally making a small fortune won't offend the emperor … so …"
"I don't care who becomes the emperor."
Yun Yang said, "Whoever f * cking wants to be emperor can f * cking go ahead!"
Slap!
The old marshal could not help slapping the child into a plate of fish soup on the table. How could this little rascal speak like that?
The corners of His Majesty's lips twitched. This little rascal was too straightforward.
After asking a few more questions indirectly, Yun Yang's silly and dazed expression fully displayed what it meant to be a good-for-nothing popinjay with no great ambitions.
His Majesty the Emperor and Old Marshal Qiu were rather helpless. Both of them had not hesitated to lower their status and set up a banquet to bring this child here, all for the immense power of the Nine Supremes' subordinates.
Besides that, they were extremely curious about this son of Marquis Yun.
Now, it seemed that what both of them had in mind … was too perfect. This fellow had nothing to do with the Nine Heavens Dictum.
The Nine Heavens Dictum would never recruit such a person.
Once they thought of this, His Majesty the Emperor and the old marshal lost all interest at once.
Both of them had invited him here with great fanfare and dismissed all the servants just to listen to some secrets …
Now it seemed that …
Other than frustration, they had gotten nothing out of it!
After exchanging a disappointed look, His Majesty the Emperor stood up first. "Marshal, I suddenly remembered that there's something I need to deal with …"
Halfway through the wine, you suddenly remembered that you had something to do. There was no one else like His Majesty the Emperor. It was just that he did not care at all, especially not regarding Young Master Yun as a threat. He did not care what this fellow thought.
This time, it was already a freak accident that this child had the chance to meet the emperor. In the future … there might not be any hope of meeting the emperor.
"Then … Brother Yu, please go ahead."
The old marshal was sensible enough to stand up as well.
You're the emperor, you're the highest. Once you leave, I'll be the only one left to face this popinjay …
Yun Yang stood up in a daze. "Uncle Yu is leaving now?"
"Yes." His Majesty the Emperor forced a chuckle. "Learn more from the Old Marshal …"
His Majesty the Emperor left almost immediately.
If he were to stay with this little fellow any longer, he might just break down. Besides, he wouldn't be able to eat anything … When he returns to the palace, he would need to replenish his diet …
…
Without an outsider by his side, the Old Marshal's expression darkened.
"Yun Yang, are you full?" The Old Marshal meant to send Yun Yang back if he was full.
"Not yet." Yun Yang's answer was honest.
Usually, when a guest heard such a question from the host, no matter how dumb they were, they would know that the guest was chasing them away. However, this Young Master Yun obviously did not.
"Serve ten more plates of meat dishes!" The Old Marshal bellowed towards the door.
Not full?
Your father will stuff you to death!
"Speaking of which, there's something else." Yun Yang wiped his mouth and said, "This nephew almost forgot about it …"
"What is it?" The Old Marshal asked.
"Yes, someone met me on my way here and asked me to bring something to Old Marshal. I've forgotten all about it," said Yun Yang.
"Bring something?" The Old Marshal frowned. "Who was it?"
Yun Yang wore an expression of lingering fear. "What a fierce person. He said that if I didn't hand it over to you, he would kill me …"
The Old Marshal asked, "What is it?"
Yun Yang took out a small bag from his robe and looked ashamed. "I almost forgot about it."
The old marshal's eyes were wide open.
On the small cloth bag, there was a picture of nine stars surrounding a flame in the middle. It made the old marshal's heart burn as if it was on fire, and he almost shed tears.
Clutching it tightly in his hands, he asked in a trembling voice, "What did that person look like?"
Yun Yang pondered and said, "He seemed to be a dwarf, but very muscular. His looks … I really didn't get a good look."
Old Yuan was so handsome that he almost slapped him. You didn't even look at such an important thing?
Yun Yang was unperturbed.
Yun Yang knew how he felt right now, and he knew his situation as well. Other than himself, Yun Yang dared not believe anyone else. Including the Emperor!
The deaths of the Nine Supremes were suspicious!
Did the Emperor have a motive to do this? Yes!
Yun Yang only had sixty percent confidence in the old marshal now, but even if he did, he would never expose himself to the old marshal.
If a ruler is not secretive, he will lose his country; if a minister is not secretive, he will lose his chastity! However, Yun Yang felt that he would lose all hope if he did not keep it a secret.
The Old Marshal's mind was already elsewhere as he held the parcel.
The old marshal only waved his hand when Yun Yang asked for his leave. He was completely absent-minded now. All of his attention was on the small parcel in his hands.
It was no longer on Yun Yang.
When Yun Yang walked out of the Residence of Marshal, the sky was filled with stars. Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand and staggered away.
Behind him, in the shadow of the door, Sir Wang's hawk-like eyes watched Yun Yang's back. With a wave of his hand, four ghostly silhouettes floated out.
Yun Yang had only taken a few steps when he felt that there was a tail behind him.
However, he did not do anything. He actually held onto a tree by the side of the road and vomited for a while. Only then did he make his way back to his home in a daze.
From the looks of it, he was just a playboy who had drunk too much. The four ghostly silhouettes watched Yun Yang enter the Residence of Yun before exchanging helpless glances and leaving.
A small head peeked out from behind a tree by the side of the road.
Ji Ling's eyes darted around as she mumbled, "This fellow is lying again … Why does this fellow lie every day?"
In the Residence of Marshal.
The Old Marshal looked at the contents of the parcel. His expression was dark and unreadable.
There was only a small box inside. The small box was opened in a familiar manner. Obviously, it was to prevent Young Master Yun from peeking at it.
Opening the box, there was a piece of paper inside.
"Details of the chaos at the Residence of Marshal three days ago."
"Three days ago, the Residence of Marshal was attacked. The Ministry of Personnel was ordered to investigate. The results are as follows."
It was these few words that made the Old Marshal's eyes wet.
Ordered to investigate!
Whose orders?
Whose orders could the Nine Heavens Dictum follow?
The Old Marshal inhaled and exhaled deeply to compose himself before reading on.
"The sword light disappeared in the northeast of Tiantang. The Ministry of Personnel investigated a total of one hundred and thirty-seven thousand martial artists of mystic level and above from the east, north and south of Tiantang City within three days. At that time, there were three thousand and four hundred people who were not in their positions. Seven of them had a cultivation base of fifth heaven and above, respectively … There may have been omissions, but …"
"Among the seven, there are three people who are related to us and can be controlled, respectively … The other four are all suspects. The Ministry of Personnel analyzed in private that so-and-so and so-and-so are the most suspicious. The reason is as follows … Among the two of them, one of them showed his face openly while the other concealed his identity and worked as a blacksmith. I believe that the blacksmith might be the target."
"End. If there is any wrongdoing, I am willing to accept punishment. "
"If the final investigation is true, the Ministry of Personnel, on behalf of all the brothers under your command, plead for your life to be handed over to you."
Lastly, there was the symbol of nine stars with a drop of crimson blood in the center.
The letter was fifteen to sixteen pages long. From the moment they received the order to the start of the operation to the key points of each step, it was extremely detailed.
Anyone who read this letter would immediately understand what kind of work these people had done, whether it was effective or not, and whether the final result was trustworthy.
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan took a deep breath. He was satisfied and comforted, but he also sighed in disappointment.
He had seen the Nine Heavens Dictum's report before; he knew very well who was in charge of each step of the Nine Heavens Dictum's mission would be clearly written on it.
However, there was no such item in the handwritten letter before him.
It was obvious that they were afraid that he would look for them once he knew their names. This also meant that they were still unwilling to meet him face to face.
"Pass the order!"
The Old Marshal sucked in a deep breath. "Dispatch the secret guards!"
Bang!
The Old Marshal slammed the table.
The table made of warm jade turned into powder with a loud bang.
The Old Marshal jumped up, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. Looking at the pile of powder on the floor and the broken dishes, his mouth was agape, speechless.
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