Federer, Federer … how helpless. Big tears. There is truly no perfect thing in the world. How can there be a god-like existence? Today is the last day of the festival. I sincerely ask everyone for a few more monthly tickets.
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Fan Xian's heart jumped. He lowered his head slightly and said a moment later, "I do."
"Do you believe there are gods in the world?" The Emperor gazed at him calmly.
Fan Xian replied straightforwardly, "I do."
He didn't know why the Emperor was asking this question. For Fan Xian to be able to reincarnate into the land of the Qing Kingdom, he, without question, deeply believed in such things as miracles. The Fan Xian of this life was not the Fan Shen of his previous life. He was a true idealist.
"Come with me."
Fan Xian's head was filled with confusion as he followed the mysterious Emperor toward the temple hidden among the trees at the top of the mountain. The name of Dong Mountain was widely known throughout the world. At first, it was known for its jade. Later, it became known for its miracles. Countless commoners who had no money for treatment had come here to worship the gods. Their illnesses had taken a great turn for the better. It was also revered as a holy land by the Ascetic Monks of the world.
In the past, Fan Xian had always thought that the Qing Temple was deliberately mystifying things. Foolish women and foolish people mistook psychological consolation for true healing. Now, the Emperor's expression appeared very cautious. Could the Qing Temple at the top of the mountain truly hear the will of heaven and be able to make contact with the illusory Temple of legend?
Harboring countless questions and slight excitement, Fan Xian followed the Emperor around a quiet and secluded stone path and came to a particularly old temple behind the temple. The mountain wind was strong. It blew the bells under the eaves of the temple, making a clear and calming sound.
It looked like the priests at the foot of the mountain had not lied. It was clear that the temples at the top of the mountain had not been repaired for many years. However, the mountain wind that had been blowing for thousands of years did not blow the old little temple into ruins.
Looking at the style of the little temple's architecture and the dark and somber colors, Fan Xian's heart jumped. Involuntarily, he felt a sense of reverence, just like when he had first entered the Qing Temple in Jingdou.
At that time, the Emperor had been inside the Qing Temple, and he had been outside. Now, he had followed the Emperor to a place that seemed to be out of this world. A strange feeling rose in Fan Xian's heart. The Emperor seemed to be very familiar with this path, or perhaps everything about Dong Mountain.
Standing outside the little temple, the Emperor calmly said, "Don't be curious and don't get tired of listening. The reason is actually very simple. After meeting your mother in Danzhou, we did not miss out on the scenery of Dong Mountain. We once stayed here for a time."
Although he didn't know how the Emperor had guessed his thoughts, suddenly hearing these words, Fan Xian's mood immediately changed. Looking at the old buildings around him, his gaze carried a sense of familiarity and yearning.
However, the Emperor's following words immediately shattered Fan Xian's relaxed and joyful mood.
"The Lord of Ten Thousand Creations does not enter unfathomable places." The Emperor laughed coldly and repeated the words Fan Xian had used to admonish him in Danzhou yesterday. "I know what you have been worried about these two days. Let me ask you, if you were in Jingdou right now and you were that woman, what would you do?"
Fan Xian did not feign fear. Instead, he sank straight into thought. He had thought about this question countless times. In the end, he realized that if internal strife occurred in Qing Kingdom and there were problems in Jingdou, the Eldest Princess, who was currently imprisoned in a side courtyard, only had one path to take.
Perhaps she would do many things, but the center of everything, the foundation of everything, was just as the Emperor had said yesterday. There was only one way to kill the Emperor.
"First, I had to leave the Overwatch Council's surveillance and make contact with my own power," Fan Xian said without confidence. Fan Xian said with some uncertainty, "But, this matter must have started a few months ago. I don't think the Eldest Princess has this ability."
The Emperor coldly said, "Do you believe that two people could set a Palace on fire? And in the early hours of a thunderstorm. "
Fan Xian shook his head, not daring to show too much emotion. Through his own channels, he had learned the inside story of the change in the Royal Palace a few months ago. He knew that the Eastern Palace had caught fire at that time. It was the Crown Prince who had done this to save himself and alert the empress dowager. At the time, he had only been concerned with admiring the Crown Prince and his brother's actions. Hearing the Emperor's words, only now did he realize that there was something fishy about this matter.
"I killed so many people, but she didn't resist at all," the Emperor said. "Yet, she still had extra thoughts in the Eastern Palace to help the Crown Prince. My sister's actions are always so incomprehensible. If she was able to avoid the Overwatch Council's surveillance and make contact with her people, I would not find it strange at all. "
From this conversation, it could be heard that the Emperor had experienced the betrayal of his sister and son. Wrong. It should be said that after he had self-righteously forced his sister and son to betray him or after the betrayal that had yet to come, his entire personality had changed slightly. He had already regarded Fan Xian, the illegitimate child who had not been by his side since childhood and had appeared particularly loyal and filial after entering the capital, as the most trustworthy person.
However, this kind of trust made Fan Xian feel the pressure increase. He rubbed his slightly dry throat and glanced at the Emperor. "If the Eldest Princess had already made contact with her people a few months ago, then she only needed to wait for an opportunity. I think that now that you are far from Jingdou, it is the best opportunity."
"You only need to tell me what she will do. You don't need to constantly remind me of this."
"Yes, I think that the Eldest Princess will use all of the power she has built over the past 20 years to strike like lightning at Dong Mountain or on the way back to the capital. Regardless of success or failure, she will seal off news of the Emperor and falsely announce to the world that the Emperor has met with misfortune and will be succeeded by the Crown Prince or the Second Prince."
"There's no need to say nonsense like success or failure. Since she is going to do it, she wants me dead."
Fan Xian's analysis was very shallow and direct. If the Eldest Princess, Li Yunrui, could truly escape unscathed, she would certainly make this choice. The so-called plot, in the end, was still a matter of life and death, a matter of victory and defeat. As long as life and death had been decided, victory and defeat had been decided, she had the support of the princes in Jingdou and the Ye and Qin families. If she then threw the matter of the Emperor being assassinated onto Fan Xian, who could sit on that throne? Unless Chen Pingping led the pitiful 500 Black Knights and rebelled again.
He lowered his head and said, "Since the Emperor has come, naturally, he has a well-thought-out plan."
The Emperor glanced at him and faintly said, "What power can Yunrui have? The Junshang Conference? Now that I think about it, I should have listened to Director Chen and you last year and wiped out that stupid Conference. "
"The Junshang Conference is only an evacuation organization," Fan Xian repeated his father-in-law's reasoning. Fan Xian repeated his father-in-law's reasoning. "The key is what kind of power the Eldest Princess can mobilize."
"The great Dong Mountain is by the sea and deep within the borders of the country. It is impossible to use an army to attack," the Emperor smiled coldly and said. The Emperor sneered and said, "The Ten Thousand Mile Stairway to Heaven. If someone dares to assassinate me, they must first have the ability to ascend to heaven."
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly. He understood what the Emperor meant. The great Dong Mountain's position was very clever. It would be difficult to mobilize an army to attack. To the north, Danzhou's chain of tall mountains and cliffs blocked the last bit of danger for an army.
Since there was no need to consider this, to assassinate the ruler of a country, especially the ruler of the most powerful country in the world, one could only use assassins. Normal people were completely meaningless. They couldn't even break through the outermost defensive ring of the Imperial Army, much less the hundreds of terrifying Tiger Guard aces on the summit of the mountain.
Those who came did not have good intentions, and those with good intentions did not come. If the Eldest Princess truly wanted to assassinate the Emperor, one could imagine the skill of the assassins.
"Ye Liuyun is a guest of the Junshang Conference," Fan Xian said quietly. Fan Xian said silently, "The Eldest Princess does not have many aces herself. After experiencing the attack in the valley, I feel that some people in court are becoming more and more impudent. No matter what an impudent person does, it is not surprising."
He was talking about the military elders in the Qing Kingdom. If these people collectively stood against the Emperor, what kind of situation would it be?
The Emperor did not continue Fan Xian's words. He only quietly said, "My personal visit to Dong Mountain this time has not only confused you, but the two scholars also strongly opposed it. Yet, I still have to come. First, it is because I have stayed in the Palace for too long. I want to come out and see the places I passed through in the past. Second, Chengqian hurt my heart. If I want to depose him, I will do so openly and not give anyone any chance to say anything. "
Fan Xian thought about it. The Emperor beside him could probably be considered the most diligent and strangest Emperor in history. After ascending to the throne, particularly after the end of the major battle, the Emperor had never left Jingdou again. He did not go on the routine nation-wide tours of a prosperous ruler.
The Emperor rarely even came out of the Royal Palace. Fan Xian only knew of the one time he had seen him outside Taiping Courtyard.
The Emperor suddenly paused and smiled slightly. "The third reason is very simple. I purposely wanted to give Yunrui a chance to see if that Junshang Conference could actually remove me as a monarch."
Fan Xian shook his head and said, "It is still the same words I said before. Why take the risk? Why come here? Your Majesty is the master of the world. With one edict, the remnants of the Junshang Conference will immediately fall to pieces. They are not worth mentioning at all. "
"Is that so? But what about Ye Liuyun? "The Emperor smiled slightly. His brows gradually relaxed.
Fan Xian was speechless. Only now did he finally understand just how confident the Emperor was. He was using himself as bait. What he was plotting was none other than Ye Liuyun, the guest of the Junshang Conference.
The Great Grandmaster of the Qing Kingdom, Ye Liuyun! This carefree warrior who floated overseas was in the wilderness while the Emperor was in court. The two of them mutually checked and balanced each other. Only then did they create a loyal yet distant relationship between the Ye family and the royal family. If the Emperor was able to kill Ye Liuyun with his sword, then there would not be a sliver of power within the Qing Kingdom that could shake the foundation of his rule.
In other words, Ye Liuyun had always been a malignant tumor in the Emperor's heart. He had come to Dong Mountain to use the wonders of Dong Mountain to remove the tumor.
Fan Xian still felt it was absurd. Even if you had over 100 Tiger Guards and Eunuch Hong, that mysterious old creature, if the Eldest Princess moved, she would certainly have countless powers to cooperate with Ye Liuyun. Even if Ye Liuyun failed to assassinate the Emperor, given the Great Grandmaster's otherworldly realm, how could you keep him?
He had once personally experienced Ye Liuyun toppling a building with half a sword in Hangzhou, so he knew the terrifying extent of Ye Liuyun's power. Unless the Qing Iron Riders formed camps and endless volleys of arrows were used, perhaps it was possible to kill Ye Liuyun on the plains. However, the Emperor was on the lonely peak. Ye Liuyun floated here and then away. He would not give the Tiger Guards the chance to surround him.
As for the imperial soldiers at the foot of the mountain, due to the terrain, they were unable to form a cavalry charge formation.
"How can one kill a Great Grandmaster?"
This was something Fan Xian had thought about for an entire year. He had come up with many conclusions. Among them, the safest was to stand 500 meters away and use the assault rifle he had hidden like a precious son to snipe him. However, this kind of situation was not easy to create. The Great Grandmasters were elusive. Their senses were too powerful. It was impossible for them to stand there and give him too much time to aim.
How could one kill a Great Grandmaster? In the end, Fan Xian thought of the most reliable method. It was to use two Great Grandmasters to kill a Great Grandmaster.
This was a very senseless and wasteful way of thinking. Two children would definitely be able to defeat one child. Of course, two stones were heavier than one stone. The problem was that Great Grandmasters were not products that could be mass-produced. They were rare geniuses.
Who could find two Great Grandmasters?
"Thus, I had to come to Dong Mountain because I needed a person. This person will never leave Dong Mountain to suit my thoughts."
The Emperor looked at Fan Xian with a slight smile. He then pushed open the wooden door of the old temple. The wooden door creaked. Fan Xian's gaze drifted over. His heart tightened abruptly. Countless surprises and the irrepressible joy of a long separation flashed through his eyes.
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Yan Bingyun sat in a daze in a room in the Overwatch Council. He did not sit in that secret room because the Director had returned to Jingdou in a wheelchair and returned to his own room. The power that Yan Bingyun had temporarily obtained had also been returned.
He was the head of the Fourth Bureau. His room was facing the street. The window was not covered with black cloth. The sunlight from outside seeped in and lit up the room. Standing at the window, he could clearly see the golden eaves of the Royal Palace.
There was no master in the Royal Palace. The Emperor's entourage should have already reached Dongshan Road, right? Yan Bingyun thought that ever since the Emperor had left the capital, the people of Jingdou had all become well-behaved and didn't give the Overwatch Council too many problems. At this moment, everyone was afraid that the Emperor, who was far away from Jingdou, would suspect something.
Everyone knew the Emperor's main purpose in offering sacrifices to heaven. He could not have the Crown Prince stay in the Palace to supervise the country. Thus, the empress dowager once again closed the curtains. The Imperial Army that the Great Prince controlled became careful. The Jingdou Garrison also increased patrols.
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