Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 785: The New Emperor's Future

Li Yaoxuan's death brought an end to this grand revival known as the Jiajing Reign, but even if a person has managed to influence the course of history, the world will not stagnate because of his departure.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west as usual, and Di'an's nights are as decadent as in the past. The shouting and corpses in the land of Jiangnan are still filling the mountains and seas.

The imperial mausoleum where the Heavenly Punishment Abyss was located was quickly sealed off by the imperial guards. The news of the emperor's death was concealed by those who knew the truth, but there is no wall that is impenetrable, and the leakage of some clues was enough to cause rumors and speculation to spread wildly among the top powerful circles in Dayan.

The Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow, shining brightly in the southeast.

On the second day after Emperor Jiajing passed away, when the sun rose, the secluded East Palace welcomed its first visitor after its change of owner, a visitor who did not send any visiting card in advance but no one dared to stop him.

When the purple-robed eunuch discovered the other party, he was already standing in front of the prince's bedroom door, with gray hair and a black dragon robe with patterns that proved his identity. The morning light sprinkled across the sky and earth, giving his figure a golden edge, like a coronation ceremony.

The purple-robed eunuch subconsciously wanted to stop him, but when the pair of hawk-like black pupils glanced at him, his outstretched hand began to tremble uncontrollably. However, his loyalty to the new emperor still forced him to forcibly stop the other party with his hand, and whispered with all his strength:

".Mr. Prime Minister, His Highness and the Crown Princess are still resting."

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Xu Yinhe withdrew his gaze silently without saying a word, looking at the magnificent palace gate with a gaze that seemed to penetrate everything.

The vermilion palace walls and the breeze stirred up gusts of snow and fog.

From time to time,

A slightly tired voice came from inside:
"Don't be rude, please let Mr. Xu in."

As the residence of the future new emperor of the Great Yan Empire, the East Palace is divided into inner and outer palaces. This is not the first time that Xu Yinhe has entered this residence. As the prince's tutor, he had entered this place countless times when he was young to teach his already abandoned disciple. Now that the prince has been newly appointed, everything that Li Yucheng had left in this magnificent building was cleared out overnight, like a grand ceremony in which a guest left and the tea got cold.

"clatter"

"clatter"

Li Zhaoyuan did not add any furnishings to the outer room of the bedroom. His footsteps echoed in the empty space of the huge hall as he walked towards the inner room along the path he remembered.

As the high-ceilinged hall door was pushed open by Qilang, a smell of incense mixed with medicinal fragrance and blood wafted into the air.

The inner room was a little dim, and there was still no furnishings. Looking along the light, the new King of Dayan was standing with his back to the door in front of the only stone platform in the hall. Countless medicine jars were floating beside him, and his hands were fiddling with something on them. The Crown Princess who had just been sent to the palace yesterday was lying on the stone platform with a weak look on her face.

"I hope Mr. Xu will wait a little longer."

Li Zhaoyuan turned his eyes halfway to look at the person at the door, the dim light reflected on the handsome profile, where blood was splattered and slowly dripping down.

Seeing this brutal scene of concubine's murder, Xu Yinhe's eyes remained calm and he acquiesced in silence.

in silence,
The rustling sound of blood, flesh and source energy finally fell.
Li Zhaoyuan slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped away the still warm blood stains on his fingertips and cheeks:
"You arrived faster than I expected."

Xu Yinhe's pair of black eyes were as deep as the sea, and he said:
"You're not surprised I'm still alive."

Li Zhaoyuan was silent for a moment, then said:
"It would be a lie to say I'm not surprised. After all, I personally brought about that heavenly punishment. But we must always be prepared for everything."

While talking,

Li Zhaoyuan turned around, leaned against the bloody stone platform behind him, and asked slowly:
"I wonder how Mr. Xu feels about the realm above the saint level?"

Xu Yinhe walked slowly into the hall, and every step seemed to be on the drumbeat of heaven and earth:

"It seems that Wen Xinyun told you more than I thought."

Li Zhaoyuan did not deny his collusion with the clan alliance, but just smiled and said:
"She wants to pass on the knife to me, or to say, she wants me to be the knife she uses to kill you two, the emperor and the prime minister. Naturally, she needs to pay some price."

"She once told me that Heaven's punishment is an unsolvable cycle. Only those who are above the level of a true saint can survive Heaven's punishment. And Heaven's punishment will strike when a person reaches the level above saint and is at their weakest."

Speaking of which,
There was a hint of sarcasm in Li Zhaoyuan's eyes:
"Let me guess. Since you can come to Di'an alive, you must have made a breakthrough above the saint. It was your father who helped you before he died, right?"

Xu Yinhe was silent for a few breaths, then said slowly:
"The sword he swung before his death injured that thing, and the power of the heavenly punishment was greatly weakened."

"Sure enough."

A ray of enlightenment flashed across Li Zhaoyuan's eyes. He took out a small booklet from the Xumi Ring and threw it on the stone platform where Mu Zhiyun was lying on his back. He ignored the blood staining the title page and just smiled and said:
"It seems that father is truly a man of genius. He actually completed that sword move. I just didn't expect that the sword move that was supposed to kill you would actually become a sword that we would fight against together."

At the end of his words, Li Zhaoyuan laughed softly. There was a hint of sarcasm in his smile, as if he was mocking himself, but also as if he was mocking his father's fickleness.

The bedroom gradually became quiet, with only the rustling sound of the medicine being transported into Mu Zhiyun's body.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Li Zhaoyuan finally spoke in a slow voice, "Mr. Xu, the father you see in your eyes must be a good person. No matter how it happened, at the moment of his death, he chose himself and your original ideals. Alas, a ruthless tyrant, a hypocrite who is strict with others and lenient with himself, actually came up with this idea of ​​a dying awakening."

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Hearing these words, Xu Yinhe looked at the new king chosen by his old friend with a complicated look. He did not refute, nor could he refute.

Since Li Yaoxuan was loyal to his original ideals, he would inevitably betray his aging self and the new emperor of Dayan that he had personally created.

Li Zhaoyuan noticed the prime minister's look, gradually stopped smiling, and said slowly:
"Prime Minister, you don't have to look at me like that. No matter what choice he makes before his death, I am ready."

When it came to the point, Xu Yinhe gradually became serious:

"Including now?"

"Including now."

"So, what is your highness going to do?"

When the words fell,
The breeze blew up the hem of my clothes.

The gray-haired Prime Minister of Dayan exuded an aura that was hard to look at directly. The old emperor was dead, and the Prime Minister of Dayan had become the most powerful person in the world, and also the first saint in the world. At this moment, his question was likely to determine the life and death of the future new emperor.

Faced with this pressure,

Li Zhaoyuan naturally understood the meaning of the other party's words, and also heard the threat in them.

[The old emperor is gone. As the new emperor of Great Yan, what kind of future do you want now?]

But Li Zhaoyuan did not answer this question, but tapped the table and asked back:

"Mr. Xu hopes that I will inherit his vision?"

"nature."

"Ah"

Li Zhaoyuan seemed to have thought of the funniest thing in the world. He laughed softly and pointed in the direction of the Golden Palace with his backhand. His calm voice gradually became heavier:

"Under his coercion, I personally cut off all the ties in this world. Under his coercion, I am now left with only this desolate throne. Now that he has betrayed me at the end of his life, you come here to ask me to inherit his original last wish. Don't you think it's ridiculous?!"

Speaking of which,
Li Zhaoyuan looked directly into the eyes of the prime minister opposite him and spoke word by word:
"Prime Minister, rather than inheriting it, I now want to destroy it at all costs!"

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Xu Yinhe did not respond to this, but looked at the other party quietly. He could see that the emotions that the new king had been suppressing in the deepest part of his heart were surging, and he could also see the surging self-destructive tendencies flashing in the other party's eyes.

But there was no worry in Xu Yinhe's eyes.

Because the other party is Li Zhaoyuan,

It was the new Lord of Dayan who climbed up to the top of the mountain step by step from hell.

quickly,

Under Xu Yinhe's gaze, Li Zhaoyuan exhaled lightly and said with a self-deprecating smile:
"If I answer like this, will you kill me?"

"Yes, but you won't."

"Yeah. I can't."

Li Zhaoyuan, who was sitting on the stone platform, sighed faintly, his eyes drooped, his body slightly leaned forward, his hands clasped in front of his legs, and his words sounded a little weak:
"People like us will not and cannot be swayed by emotions. Even for the sake of imperial power, I must inherit Li Yaoxuan's ambitions. So please rest assured, Lord Xu. Before the Immortal Sect Alliance is completely eliminated, everything will remain the same."

While talking,

Li Zhaoyuan stood up straight and moved the stone platform away, revealing the dying daughter of the marquis's mansion lying on it. He then took out a strange, beating mold from her skull.

then,

He stared at Xu Yinhe and smiled:
"I have already given you the answer you wanted, Prime Minister. You should also tell me the other purpose of your visit and my request to you.
"Please take it and kill Wen Xinyun.

"In the future I want, the previous generation does not exist."

(End of this chapter)