Long Live The Emperor! - Chapter 83

Chapter 83: 78. Controlling the Imperial Capital (1)

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“Listen to me recite a sutra.”

“Alright then…’

“Let go of your defenses.”

“What? You still want to let go of your guard?”

“Right, let go of your guard and listen to me recite a scripture.”

“If you are willing to wear the Hell Mask I gave you, I am willing to let go of my guard and listen to your chanting.”

“Really?”

“Forget it…” Gu Chen looked at the eagerness of his mysterious seventh brother and immediately dismissed the idea.

” This won’t do, that won’t do, ” Xia Ji said. ” What do you think we should do? ”

Gu Chen was silent for a moment. ” I understand what you are thinking. Trust is hard to build. But besides the common enemy, we also have the bond of the ninth princess. ”

“Oh? Would you trust my sister?”

“I’ve never seen anyone cry while looking at refugees. She wasn’t putting on a show, but when she was strolling alone by Huaqing Lake, she heard some crying in the distance.

When she was young, she would bandage injured animals and deliberately scatter some rice grains in the grass for the sparrows to eat. On the hunting ground, even if she was afraid, she still stopped the emperor from shooting a

female deer because the female deer was pregnant with a young deer…

“In the past, I looked down on this kind of method. I felt that all the killing in the world was for profit.”

There were many people who wore masks and pretended to cry, but there were almost no people who cried out their true feelings like her.

After crying, there were more pedantic scholars and soft-hearted women, but there were even fewer people like her who could become stronger after wiping away their tears.

Xia Xiaosu was more qualified than anyone else to sit in that position.

Trust takes time. I will stop in the Imperial City, but not in the Imperial Palace.

During this period of time, I will build the Netherworld. Wait until March … I will also go south and kill Tian Zi before you do.”

“As you wish.”

‘ Master, you actually brought Black Fox King. Do you want us sisters to play the flute for you? ” Hu Xian Er ran over from afar, her legs bare. Xia Ji handed her a flute and pointed at a large rock. ” Play it for a night. ‘

“Master, I was just joking.” “Blowing for a night.”

“Oh ..

Xia Ji would never hold back against this vixen who was good at making lewd remarks. As the melodious flute played, he poured a pot of fine wine and sat under the starry sky in winter, reviewing his actions for the past half a month.

Firstly, after reading the Thunder Sound Temple’s scriptures, he had improved his hidden strength as a whole, enriched his trump card library, and left behind a few powers that had yet to be displayed in front of the world.

Secondly, before the war, he had gone to scout out the demons of the Northern Reaches and gained complete control of the fox race, the tiger race, and the eagle race.

Although there were eighty-one groups of demons, such control was already considered to be in place. It could be considered to have removed the danger of this foreign tribe ally. Otherwise, if he fought at the front line, and later on, there were rumors that the demons controlled the imperial capital and even the imperial sister, what would that count for? Now, there were less than two months left until March…

Although the demons were pacified.

However, there were still many hidden dangers within the Imperial City.

The rear was unstable…

Xia Ji tapped his fingers on the table as he thought of a solution.

Pa …

His fingers suddenly stopped. ” Spread a word. Let all the martial artists in the capital know. Say that Prince Shenwu will start preaching at the Stargazing Platform in three days. Any martial artist who has cultivated Xiantian True Qi can come and listen. ‘

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of black smoke flashed in the darkness. A beautiful female attendant appeared and walked slowly behind him, swaying her waist. She replied in a delicate voice, “Yes, Your Highness.”

Then, King Black Fox grabbed the prince’s shoulders with his soft hands and gently pinched him with his hands that had killed countless people.

Xia Ji allowed her to pinch him. It was time for Killer’s report.

King Black Fox glanced at Hu Xian ‘er, who was standing on a big rock and playing the flute. He raised his eyebrows, winked, and smiled. Then, he slowly said, ‘

“The interrogators that the little princess found are really good. They have a good grasp of people’s hearts and torture, but none of the captured Light Monks are willing to say anything.

Those martial artists had already handed over many secret manuals, and these secret manuals were currently being compiled into a book. When there were three hundred of them, they would be sent over to His Highness to have a look.

Secondly, there was a response to the ‘Three Moons River’ agreement that His

Highness passed down a month ago. Now, the emperor of the Southern Dynasty has replied with ‘I’ll wait for you’. This can be considered as accepting the invitation.”

” You demons have lived in the Northern Lands for so long. Do you know what kind of power the royal family has? ” Xia Ji asked.

Sha Sheng came over, his body almost sticking to his back. He breathed like an orchid and wanted to speak into his ear. Vixens were like this, they started to be flirtatious after a few words.

Xia Ji pointed at a large rock in the distance. “”Let’s talk upstairs.”

Killing:

A moment later.

Hu Xian ‘er blew her flute and looked at Black Fox King, who was also punished

to stand beside her. Her eyes curved into a crescent moon, and she raised her eyebrows. She smiled and continued to blow her flute.

Killer said softly, “Your Highness, I still want to be with you…” Report properly.”

Xia Ji rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He was wrong. It wasn’t Hu Xian ‘er who liked to talk dirty. It was the fox spirit race who liked it. No wonder he was respectfully addressed as teacher by the fairies. Fortunately, Huixin wasn’t. That fox king was really devoted to pursuing the Dao. He couldn’t have been wrong.

“Send me the same message,” Xia Ji said.

Killer was helpless and could only tell him.

“The Imperial Capital originally had eight divisions.

The first was the Cabinet, which helped to deal with the world’s political affairs.

The second division, the Ministry of War, was where the generals were.

The third division, the Heavenly Craftsmanship Division, was to develop puppet weapons and warships.

The fourth division, the Righteous Qi Palace, openly monitored the officials; Fifth, Anicca Manor, secretly monitoring the officials;

The Sixth Division, the Inspector Heavenly Division, monitored the martial world.

The seventh division, Black Water Platform, dealt with major cases;

The eighth part, the Department of Heaven Supervision, observing the stars;

The rest are the local governments.”

She was speechless.

Because she felt that what she said was equivalent to not saying anything. She was just a vixen. Why would she care about political affairs?

Moreover, there were many hidden countries and countries within countries in this world. These superficial forces were like trees growing in the abyss. The most important thing was where the roots of this tree led to and how deep they went.

Xia Ji understood and stopped asking. He leaned back and took a sip of the wine. He turned his head and saw that the light in the royal study was still on.

The lake wind blew past his temples and through the thousands of holes in the rockery and strange stones, bringing with it the sound of sobbing in the deep winter, which swept into the study courtyard.

He saw the candlelight behind the oil-paper window jump, and he saw the girl sitting on the throne stretch her back. That position was too heavy for her.

Xia Ji took out a book and looked at the two vixens standing on the rock. He began to read softly. He had to learn every day and replenish his Skill Orbs.

Three days later.

Stargazing Tower.

Not many people came to the training hall, only a thousand or so. This was understandable. After all, they were afraid.

Xia Ji didn’t think much of it. He sat on the stage and began to preach. He used the connection of the Tathagata Dhyana to attach his spiritual mark to his words. Anyone who could accept it would inherit his spiritual mark, and he could also feel the existence of this person.

His goal was very simple, and that was to sow seeds.

The most terrifying thing about the spiritual imprint was the imperceptible sense of ” identity and belonging “. Once they accepted his Dao, they would be biased towards him. In the future, no matter what the situation was, these martial artists would feel that what he did was reasonable. If they became enemies with him, they would feel ” guilty “. This kind of ” guilty ” was at most guilt to ordinary people, but it was an obstacle to the state of mind of martial artists.

After the battle, the martial artists below the stage were left with endless aftertastes, and Xia Ji had already left.

After that, he came to the Stargazing Platform to preach once every seven days.

More and more people were listening. At first, they didn’t come because they were worried that Prince Shenwu would use the Dao lecture as an excuse for other purposes.

However, after two attempts, everyone finally understood that the prince was ‘ sincere ” in preaching. It was common knowledge that one should not pass on the Dao easily. However, the prince was actually able to share his experience with everyone. Some warriors even dared to ask questions. The prince did not take it lightly. He answered in public and some warriors wanted to ask questions in private. The prince agreed with them one by one. This was really rare.

Gradually, for some reason, many martial artists began to respect this Prince Shenwu. They even wanted to stand up for him when they heard others speak ill of him.

These people were Xia Ji’s hidden disciples. He made a simple list and gave it to Hu Xian ‘er. When necessary, this vixen would even personally step forward to help these hidden disciples gain more power in their respective factions.

Days like this passed for more than a month.

Xia Ji’s daily life was very monotonous. He made magic tools, read books to extract Skill Orbs, tried his best to find out news about the south, gave lectures every week, and ate with Xia Xiaosu.

During this month, there were actually quite a number of warriors who had secretly surrendered. They were in various forces, and those who had reached the eighth realm or above of the ancient realm were silently selected. They met with Slaughter and began to call Slaughter Black Fox Daoist Brother.

This was the first batch of seeds that had sprouted, and it was also just the beginning.

If it bore fruit, then it would be the teacher of the Imperial City’s martial artists.

Seeing that everything was on track, Xia Ji heaved a sigh of relief.

The alliance was stable.

The Imperial City was stable.

Only then could he go south.

“Yeah, we’re heading south soon.”

Turning his head, he saw the setting sun at the end of the road, a furnace that burned everything.

At this moment…

In the west.

The setting sun was like blood.

Guifang’s army had already left the Wolf Sealing Pass.