The Great Seminary

Chapter 162 Conspiracy

In ancient times, Kuafu chased the sun, drank the water from the Nine Rivers and Nine Rivers, and ran for several years without sleep.

One day, when he was just one step away from capturing the Golden Crow, he suddenly felt extremely thirsty.

But at this time, all the rivers in the Dongsheng Shenzhou had been drunk up by him.

Kuafu had no choice but to run madly towards the sea, but he was so tired that he collapsed and died halfway.

This is why, "The powers of gods and demons can last for a long time but they must not be relaxed"!
That is to say, gods and demons, the top creatures in the food chain, can exert their full strength in body, mind and spirit for a long time.

But he must be aware that he needs to rest and relax after a period of time.

Otherwise it might suddenly snap.

Zhang Gui, whose half bloodline originated from the god Kuafu, gradually began to develop similar characteristics as the divine influence got longer and longer.

After two months of wandering on Xianrong Island, I gradually began to feel anxious, inexplicably panicked and uncomfortable all day long.

But whether it is his mental, physical or supernatural powers, he is still in the best condition.

But when I got home and relaxed, I immediately started yawning and felt like I couldn't even stand steadily.

"Mom, I've been running around on Xianrong Island these days and I'm really tired.

I’m so sleepy now, I want to take a nap.”

"Sleep, sleep, sleep. If you are tired, go to sleep.

I have been cleaning your house every day.

I just thought that if you want to rest when you get home, you can lie down right away.

Go quickly, go quickly. "

Seeing her son yawning and looking dizzy, Yang Duojie grabbed her son's arm and dragged him into the house with a distressed look on her face.

When Zhang Gui saw the big bed where he was sleeping soundly, he pounced on it as if he had seen a gold ingot.

He slipped into the bed like a loach, and casually pulled off his clothes.
"Amu, if I don't sleep until I wake up naturally, don't call me to eat.

I must take a good rest this time, otherwise I won’t be able to recover from my fatigue.”

Seeing her son's satisfied expression, the old mother touched Zhang Gui's head distressedly.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, Emu won't disturb you.

When you wake up, I'll make you your favorite shrimp paste, vegetable and meat noodles."

"Don't wait for me to wake up." Zhang Gui muttered.

"What if I'm really tired this time and sleep for a whole day and two nights?

You'll be so sleepy just waiting.

Just put a large plate of sauce on the stove and stretch the noodles.

I can eat it myself when I wake up."

Yang Duojie looked at her son lovingly without saying a word.

Zhang Gui was so sleepy that he couldn't hold on any longer, but since his mother didn't answer him, he insisted on not sleeping.

"Amu, if you don't agree to my request, I won't sleep."

"Okay, okay, Emu promises you.

My dear son is becoming more and more filial. That's great, really great."

Only then did Yang Duojie respond softly with a smile on his face.

When Zhang Gui heard this, his heart moved and he instantly fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept.

When I opened my eyes again, the room was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

Only a pair of huge cat-like eyes were wide open beside the bed.

Zhang Gui was so frightened that his whole body shuddered and he almost jumped off the bed.

The various divine clusters in the body began to operate automatically and consciously, and the signs of the transformation of 'Black God Explosive Weapon Master' appeared instantly.

But some mysterious feeling told him that the owner of those eyes had no ill intentions.

So, forcing himself to calm down, Zhang Gui looked at the eyes carefully again. After a moment, he dispersed his magical power and said in a low voice angrily:
"Chu Tuan Tuan, Chu Xiao Shou, scaring others can kill them.

In the dead of night, you did not rest in the "Longmen Port Bureau" but ran to Pingyang Town.

Is it fun to stare at me in my room and scare me?"

"When I'm not normally wide-eyed, I squint.

Few people know that my eyes are actually quite wide when they're open. I didn't expect you, brother, to recognize me at first sight. No, if you had recognized me at first sight, you wouldn't have revealed your true form.

He must have recognized me at second glance..."

"Don't joke around, Brother Tuantuan.

The day after I returned to Donglu from Xianrong Island, you sneaked in to see me in the middle of the night.

There must be something important to discuss.

Come on, and don't be such a nasty riddle teller."

The friendship between Chu Tuantuan and Zhang Gui is of the type of "mutual admiration and regret for not meeting each other earlier".

Although we haven't known each other for very long, our friendship is already quite deep.

There is also a subtle sense of "political alliance".

Chu Tuantuan knew that when Zhang Gui was in front of acquaintances he really knew, he would say some strange but easy-to-understand words.

I couldn't help but smile and said:
“Gui Ge, you don’t like the Riddler, do you?

Well, then I won’t be a riddle teller anymore.

Now I am the chief eunuch of the Longmen Port Bureau.

The "big blocker" of Siyang County after the inner court reopened the "East Factory".

He has the power to secretly arrest, urgently try, and imprison people in imperial prisons.

So it’s not easy to come to see you openly.

I had no choice but to come here secretly."

Zhang Gui seemed to be about to be surprised when he heard this, but he couldn't be surprised. Finally, he opened his mouth and said:

"Brother Tuantuan, I'm too lazy to put on a show in front of you.

Emperor Hezheng had a personality like that. When he got anxious, his mind became confused and he became stubborn and self-willed.

There is nothing he can't do, let alone reopening the East Factory.

It was possible to replace the law with beatings in court and openly execute court officials.

It's just that I didn't expect you to rise to power so quickly with this evil wind."

“The son that His Majesty fears the most right now is Prince Zhen.

The first weapon that King Zhen used to become famous was the so-called "Small Country War" on Xianrong Island.

Ever since he took over Hanchengfu, the old capital of the Han people on the island.

Emperor Hezheng almost lost the capital city passed down by his ancestors.

However, his son King Zhen helped Han Li, a vassal state passed down from his ancestors, to regain the lost capital and help it rebuild the country.

But ordinary people would not understand the importance of the two wars.

They only compare things that sound similar, but what the father and son do is one negative and one positive, which is a world of difference.

There are even rumors that the current situation is very similar to that before Prince Yan swept the north.

The only difference is that one is an uncle to his nephew, and the other is a father to his son.

The former seems to sound better ethically, but that’s all…”

"Okay, Brother Tuantuan, stop talking so vaguely.

I'm not a fool, I'm smart and I understand all the principles you are talking about.

Stop beating around the bush and just state your purpose directly."

“You don’t understand.

According to the investigation of the "Rumors Department", these kinds of rumors and opinions were most likely fabricated by Bayuanshan people.

Used to incite civil unrest between the Ming and Song dynasties.

Imagine that one day, King Zhen takes over Xianrong Island with an overwhelming force.

The foreign country Han Li, who was personally appointed by the founding Emperor Zhusha of the Song and Ming Dynasties, helped rebuild the country.

Why does the emperor reward us now?

How does King Zhen deal with himself?

Are our Hezheng Emperors, who have been in power for a full twenty-nine years, the type to abdicate and become the "honored but powerless" emperors for a few more decades?
Is Prince Zhen the kind of person who, after achieving the prestige of most of the Ming and Song dynasties and commanding a million-strong army, would still be willing to remain a filial son and entrust his life and property to others?

(End of this chapter)