Douluo: Becoming Qian Renxue

Chapter 293 Emperor Qinghe
The sun rises, and the golden sunlight shines on the palace of the Tiandou Empire, appearing particularly dazzling.

On this sunny day, the whole kingdom was immersed in an atmosphere of joy and solemnity.

The square of the palace was filled with colorful flags and flowers, like a beautiful painting. Soldiers dressed in gorgeous uniforms lined up neatly on both sides of the road, their weapons flashing with cold light, showing majesty and power.

On this day, Xue Qinghe successfully ascended the throne and became the new generation emperor of Tiandou Empire. His accession to the throne caused people's cheers and blessings. The people were full of hope for the new emperor. After all, Xue Qinghe had a good reputation when he was the crown prince. Many people believed that he would lead the country to prosperity.

His coronation ceremony was solemn and dignified. After that day, he officially became the ruler of the Tiandou Empire.

The previous incident of Prince Xuexing and Prince Xuebeng forcing the emperor to abdicate was like a small stone thrown into the long river of history. After causing ripples, it was replaced by the joyous event of the new emperor ascending the throne.

After ascending the throne, Xue Qinghe was called "Emperor Qinghe".

In the days that followed, Emperor Qinghe began to actively implement a series of policies to promote the country's economic development and social progress. He focused on reforms in education, agriculture, commerce and other fields, encouraged innovation and technological development, and improved people's living standards.

But reform is not something that can be accomplished overnight. In addition to this, another thing Xue Qinghe did was to subtly influence people's cognition in the ideological field.

If the Spirit Hall wants to unify the entire continent with a small number of troops, then the Tiandou Empire currently controlled by Qian Renxue must be a big fat sheep. Therefore, ideological work is very important.
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"Your Majesty." Ning Fengzhi bowed slightly and wanted to salute, but was held back by Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "Teacher, there's no need for this between you and me."

Ning Fengzhi felt warm in his heart, knowing that Xue Qinghe's respect for him had not changed, so he no longer insisted on saluting. But after all, Xue Qinghe has become the new emperor of the Tiandou Empire, and the relationship between them needs to be redefined.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi so sensible, Xue Qinghe nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Teacher, the matter of the late emperor has come to a conclusion."

Ning Fengzhi's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Your Majesty, how is the matter with the late emperor?"

What Ning Fengzhi was asking about was naturally the sudden death of Emperor Xue Ye. He had suspected this matter before, and the death of Emperor Xue Ye could not have been an accident.

Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face, and he sighed: "I personally interrogated the emperor's uncle, and he admitted that he was the one who poisoned him."

Ning Fengzhi's face changed slightly. Although he had already guessed that Prince Xuexing might be related to this matter, he was still shocked when he heard Xue Qinghe confirm it in person.

The royal family has no family affection and will do anything to gain power and status. Ning Fengzhi has always known this. However, when he witnessed this scene with his own eyes, he still couldn't suppress his inner feelings.

"Your Majesty, how do you plan to deal with the crime of your uncle?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

A hint of coldness flashed across Xue Qinghe's eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Although the emperor's uncle has committed a serious crime, he is of royal blood after all. Moreover, he has been exiled to the bitter cold land in the far north. He should be leaving in a few days. At present, I have detained him in the highest level place, waiting for further investigation results."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, indicating that he understood Xue Qinghe's difficulties. For a person like Prince Xuexing, it is indeed necessary to consider carefully when dealing with him, so as not to cause more trouble.

"However, this incident has sounded a wake-up call for us. In the future, we must strengthen security measures within the palace to prevent similar incidents from happening again." Xue Qinghe said in a firm tone.

"The fact that the emperor's uncle could poison my father without anyone noticing proves this problem, doesn't it?" Ning Fengzhi agreed and made some suggestions, such as increasing the number of guards and strengthening the inspection of palace personnel. The two discussed it and finally determined a series of specific plans.

When seeing Ning Fengzhi off, the smile on Xue Qinghe's face deepened. He had another opportunity to make a legitimate substitution.
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"Who?"

Xue Xing's frightened eyes flickered faintly in the darkness, and her voice trembled slightly.

He had been in this dark hell for more than three months, as if he had been forgotten in a corner of the world, with no one paying attention to him. This place was a place with excellent sound insulation, and even if he wanted to tell the secret of the young master of the Spirit Hall, no one could hear him. And his hands were like a bound bird, unable to leave any marks on the wall.

The footsteps sounded like a low melody in the dark and silent environment, which was very easy to detect. In the highest level prison, except for the emperor and those he allowed, who was qualified to enter?
A feeling of fear surged in Xue Xing's heart. He thought of the torture that Xue Qinghe had carried out a few days ago, and his eyes were filled with horror.

He didn't even have the chance to reveal the secret of the Spirit Hall's young master that day.

Xue Qinghe's figure appeared here, and the moonlight coming in from the small window of the prison shone on him, like a god.

But his eyes were like a deep pool, cold and deep, making people shudder.

Xue Xing's face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. His lips were trembling, but he could not make a sound, and his body was like a leaf in the wind, swaying.

"Uncle, don't be afraid." Xue Qinghe's voice was still gentle, as if comforting a frightened child.

Prince Xuexing, however, huddled in the corner like a frightened rabbit, his eyes filled with fear and despair, "Qinghe... Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Please let me go! I was not my accomplice before, I can't tell you, it was Xue..."

His voice trembled, as if he was trying his best to say the name, but was suppressed by an invisible force.

"Avalanche?" Xue Qinghe smiled slightly.

Prince Xuexing felt a sharp pain in his throat, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and tears flowed uncontrollably. He was filled with grief and anger, wondering how he could be so stupid as to choose to cooperate with such a cruel and ruthless person.

"Xue...! Xueyan Pavilion!" Prince Xuexing finally called out the name, his eyes widened, unable to believe that he had really done it.

He seemed to have grasped the last straw, and was so excited that he could not control himself, shouting loudly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's the Pavilion Master of Xueyan Pavilion! It's her! The Young Master of Wuhun Hall!"

He hoped that this truth could save his life and make Xue Qinghe understand the misunderstanding between them.

Xue Qinghe smiled lightly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Uncle, what nonsense are you talking about again?"

Xue Xing looked at Xue Qinghe in front of him with horror, and said with trembling lips: "Qinghe, believe me, I am your uncle! The leader of Xueyan Pavilion and Wuhun Hall are in the same group!"

(End of this chapter)