After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 55 Emperor Yuanwu

Hearing this question, Fu Qiwen shook his head slightly and said ambiguously:

"I think this may be due to an error in the records, or it may be due to an error in my investigation."

He paused and continued:
"However, before I met Your Majesty, Eunuch Sun Changyu, who is in charge of the affairs of the Aurora Pavilion, told me something."

Then, Fu Qiwen did not hide anything and told Sun Changyu about how he was surrounded and attacked by five martial arts grandmasters on the road, and how those five masters were killed instantly.

After hearing his words, Emperor Yuanwu's originally calm mood was slightly disturbed, and he pondered:
"With a might close to the heavenly realm, he killed two swordsmen with a single strike, and silently killed three martial arts masters from a distance with his finger force..."

Emperor Yuanwu said this softly, but did not make any other comments on the matter.

"I believe that Your Highness may not be as simple as he appears to be."

Fu Qiwen recalled for a moment and said:
"Your Highness, when facing me, is not at all restrained in his actions or words. On the contrary, whether it is to other people in the Tianjin Guard or to me, his words are quite casual. I even have a vague feeling..."

Having said this, Fu Qiwen's originally expressionless face paused for a moment, and his deeply wrinkled forehead wrinkled slightly, as if he was weighing his words.

Seeing this, the figure behind the bamboo curtain seemed to be a little interested and asked:

"Tell me, what is that feeling that makes you so troubled?"

Hearing this, Fu Qiwen was silent for a while, but still said:

"I'm not sure, but I feel like Your Highness seems to... look down on me. He hasn't taken me seriously at all from the beginning to the end."

After these words were spoken, the figure behind the bamboo curtain was obviously stunned for a moment. After a while, he said indifferently:

"How could he be so arrogant and look down on others?"

Fu Qiwen thought about it, but shook his head and said:

"It's not that Your Highness is arrogant or domineering. I have never seen such a feeling in anyone. Your Highness is not unusual in his dealings with others. It's just that he seems to have an instinct to despise everything in his bones."

After these words were spoken, there was silence in the hall for a moment.

The figure behind the bamboo curtain mused in silence. Fu Qiwen seemed to feel that his words were too harsh, and immediately bowed and said:
"Your Majesty, don't worry about it. This may just be an illusion. Your Highness has lived in a small town for so many years. He may have had some opportunities, but perhaps his knowledge is still shallow and he hasn't seen the wider world. This is understandable."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuanwu nodded slightly, as if he somewhat agreed with Fu Qiwen's explanation.

He glanced at the jade box in the hands of the old eunuch not far away, his eyes darkened, and said:

"Originally, I thought he was just an apprentice at a small martial arts school. I planned to make him an idle prince and grant him endless wealth and glory, which would make up for his twenty years of loneliness."

"But judging from what Qiwen said, he probably won't be so easily resigned to this."

As he spoke, he looked through the bamboo curtain at Fu Qiwen:

"How do you think I should deal with him?"

Fu Qiwen's eyes changed slightly, and then he shook his head gently:

"I dare not lie."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuanwu did not ask any further questions, but turned his gaze to the three bright yellow scrolls placed on the small table in front of him.

After thinking for a while, his eyes stopped on the scroll in the middle. Seeing this, the old eunuch who had been waiting nearby immediately walked over and picked it up.

"Give this to Qiwen. I will leave Qiwen with full responsibility for the Eighth Prince's affairs." Emperor Yuanwu watched the old eunuch hand the scroll to Fu Qiwen and said slowly:
"I have been in seclusion for some time recently and have no time to deal with this matter. These are my temporary arrangements for the Eighth Prince. I hope Qiwen will pay close attention to them."

At this time, Fu Qiwen held the scroll in his hand, but his expression was obviously a little surprised, and asked:
"Your Majesty, why are you talking about the Eighth Prince?"

The figure behind the bamboo curtain seemed to have anticipated his question and explained calmly:

"The truth behind the prince's substitution has yet to be determined. The relationship between me and Zhi'er over the years cannot be solely based on blood ties."

"Besides, Zhi'er was just a baby twenty years ago. The prince swap had nothing to do with him. Over the years, Zhi'er has made many contributions to the court. If I were to vent my anger on him because of this, it would make me seem mean and ungrateful."

"So, I need to think about this matter again. I can only let Concubine Jing's son suffer for the time being."

Hearing this, Fu Qiwen seemed to be thinking about something, but his expression was no longer strange. He nodded and said:

"Your Majesty is kindhearted, and it is only natural that you would consider this. I have not thought it through completely."

Emperor Yuanwu glanced at him through the bamboo curtain and said:
"Qiwen, you are the person I trust the most. There is no need for us to be so estranged."

"I have received your Majesty's kindness, but there is a distinction between ruler and subject, and I dare not overstep my bounds."

Fu Qiwen bowed slightly, then thought for a moment and asked:

"I wonder if His Majesty has any other instructions for the Eighth Prince?"

Emperor Yuanwu thought for a moment and said:

"According to what you just said, I'm afraid we need to temper his temper first. If you have any difficult tasks, you can give them to him to try."

"Observe his performance first. As for other matters, we can discuss them after I come out of confinement."

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Tianjin Guard Headquarters.

Li Musheng drank the tea brewed by the pacification envoy Yu Jin and leaned back in the armchair.

For the time being, he did not delve into the martial arts of the Life and Death Talisman, but was thinking about how he could use this identity to serve him after he became a prince, and find the realm of transcendence in martial arts?
He had tried before, looking for some information about martial arts transcendence through people and events in the martial arts world.

However, topics concerning the heavenly realm of martial arts are extremely high-end topics, and almost no one in the martial arts world talks about them, let alone the transcendence of martial arts.

After all, many people cannot even reach the innate realm. Even some innate martial artists want to become masters of martial arts who are masters of the rank of Grandmaster or Grandmaster, and they are also discussing issues at this level.

As for those masters and grand masters, they are not so idle as to chat nonsense everywhere in the world.

Moreover, at their level, the gap between heaven and man is like a chasm. Many people waste decades trying to cross it, and have no time to think about the illusory things above heaven and man.

Therefore, transcendence in martial arts is probably a question that Li Musheng is thinking about alone.

Sometimes he even thought that this concept might just be his own imagination.

The so-called transcendence of martial arts a thousand years ago was most likely different from what he thought.

"Anyway, this matter still needs more attempts. Now that I have the identity of a prince, it is much more convenient."

Li Musheng looked thoughtful. Of course, if this prince caused too much trouble, he would definitely slip away.

(End of this chapter)