The daily life of people with super powers

Anyone who is qualified to compete for the throne must be strangled in the cradle.

He believed that not only him, but any one of his eight brothers would do the same if given the chance.

The imperial family is the most ruthless, and this is not just talk.

However, speaking of this, Xia Qichen became a little confused. Xia Mingyang was a girl and it was impossible for her to be the emperor.

The Taoist priest is a person of another family and it is impossible for him to become emperor, otherwise the soldiers and civilians will not accept him.

Then why are they rebelling?

You can't just sit there doing nothing after eating.

"Could this be the reason why they are holding me hostage?" Xia Qichen thought, "They want to hold the emperor hostage to control the other princes?"

"I have no choice now and can only do what they say."

"But maybe we can use them to eradicate it..."

It was only after Xia Qichen figured this out that he revealed his original plan.

He looked at Xia Mingyang and found that she had a strange expression, so he said, "Don't worry, sister. Although we cannot offend the Jin people for the time being, you can just pick a maid and say she is Princess Changming."

"After all, how would the Jin people know what the real Princess Changming looks like?"

"As long as we have two or three years of relaxation and recuperation, we won't be afraid of the invasion of the Jin people."

"You can even counterattack the opponent."

Xia Qichen talked incessantly, almost putting himself in the position of the emperor.

"Well, that seems to make sense."

"Ah, Taoist priest, do you think so too?" Xia Qichen smiled, but then became a little worried, "But I wonder how many people you can provide?"

He had heard the conversation between Tang Ansheng and Xia Mingyang before, and they kept talking about 500,000 troops.

Although there is definitely some exaggeration in it, but since they dare to say 500,000, then having 50,000 soldiers should not be a problem, right?

"Could it be that the Tiger Army in the west is their people?"

He didn't dare to think about the Tiger Army in the north, because that was the elite of the Great Xia Dynasty and basically only obeyed the orders of the emperor and the General Zhenbei.

It would be great to have a Tiger Army.

Although I don’t know how Xia Mingyang and the others are related to the Tiger Army, I just have to listen to their instructions.

"If there are 50,000 soldiers outside, and I can support them from inside, this plan to change the world might really work."

Xia Qichen became excited.

You know, a few dynasties ago, the King of Yan could conquer the entire world with only 30,000 soldiers.

Or during the other party's heyday.

Even if Xia Qichen is not as good as the King of Yan, it should be okay for him to use 50,000 soldiers.

"Master, I can provide fifty sword-carrying guards. They are all death warriors and will only obey my orders."

"There are also several Grandmasters."

"I don't know how many of you Taoist priests there are out there..."

Tang Ansheng stretched out a finger.

"One hundred thousand? So much!" Xia Qichen's eyes almost popped out.

With an army of 100,000, they would not necessarily lose even if they launched a head-on attack, let alone a surprise attack with the help of internal and external forces.

Tang Ansheng shook his head.

"Ten thousand? Hiss... It's a bit troublesome, but it's okay."

Tang Ansheng shook his head again.

"One thousand?" Xia Qichen frowned. "Very difficult."

"No, I mean, it's just me."

"..."

Ha ha.

Haha, this must be crazy, this world must be crazy.

Either the Taoist priest is crazy or he is crazy.

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Tang Ansheng finally chose to take action the next day. It was not because Xia Qichen's "sliding tackle to kill the tiger" strategy convinced him, but because there were many people in the court meeting, making it convenient to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Of course, he didn't just sit there and wait and waste time on this first day. He mainly did the following things.

The first is to let the four people in the reincarnation space send all the information collected in the past few days to Tang Ansheng for his review.

The investigations are all about the situations of major officials and talents.

Naturally, this information was not collected by the four-member team of the reincarnation space, but by the beggars in the whole city.

After all, whether it is the advantage in numbers or status, beggars always occupy the first place.

The advantage of numbers is self-evident, and the advantage of status is that most people look down on beggars and tend to let their guard down.

Then the four of them screened and eliminated false information and compiled it.

As for how to screen and exclude, that is their business, and Tang Ansheng is responsible for giving a general idea.

Of course, although this is troublesome and tiring, the four members of the Reincarnation Space Group also have a way to do it. After all, they are modern people, their knowledge is unmatched by others, and they all have their own unique skills.

At least apart from the bread, he is at least a two-star master.

As for the second thing, Tang Ansheng took Xia Qichen's token and touched people crazily in the palace.

When you meet someone, no matter if she is a maid or a guard, just go up and touch her.

With the help of the "Shenxiandao" and Xia Qichen's reputation, almost all the guards suffered from Tang Ansheng's "poisonous hands", except for places they could not go.

It's a real poison, and the bacteria and viruses can penetrate into the opponent's body through internal force.

As long as Tang Ansheng has a thought, it can be triggered.

Three different and three different

"The Five Internal Organs Technique is indeed mysterious, but I haven't yet mastered it to a high level. I can only inject the germs into the opponent's body through physical contact."

"Well, those with high internal strength can use their internal strength to protect themselves. The germs either cannot penetrate or have little effect, and can only gradually eat away at them."

Of course, Tang Ansheng could also use his internal force to allow the germs to spread directly with the explosion of internal energy, but in this way, he would not be able to control it.

After all, what he needs is precise control, not burst.

"The Five Internal Organs and Six Fu Gong has excellent effects on carbon-based organisms, but I don't know what effect it will have on non-carbon-based organisms, such as silicon-based organisms."

"If we face robots, energy life forms, conceptual life forms, etc., I'm afraid it will be useless at all."

Tang Ansheng's thoughts diverged. Who knows how absurd the world he would go to in the future would be. A book on the Five Internal Organs Skill alone could not guarantee his safety.

"Collect all the secret books in the world, the more the better." He made up his mind.

"Then let's look at Xia Qichen's performance."

Sometimes, some silly people would make him laugh.

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"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

In the main hall, civil and military officials knelt and bowed their heads, shouting "Long live the emperor".

Of course, not everyone did that. For example, the Jin envoy who was standing in the front, wearing black leather shoes and a round-collared shirt, with a rough appearance and his hair tied into small braids at the back of his head, just bowed.

Even the act of bowing was done in a perfunctory manner.

"Wu Shu, you are so brave that you don't kneel before His Majesty!"

The inspector next to him started shouting and cursing.

Wuzhu laughed loudly: "I am an envoy, representing the will of our king, why should I kneel?"

Wushu's full name was Wanyan Wushu. His surname was not Wanyan. He was adopted as an adopted son by Wanyan Amaiqi, the leader of the Jin Dynasty of that generation, and was given the surname Wanyan.

Wanyan was the largest surname in the Jin Dynasty, and it was a great honor to have this surname.

The envoy sent to Daxia this time was Wanyan Wushu. He had just been adopted as a son and was in urgent need of doing something big to prove himself.

Secondly, he is a top-notch expert of the middle third rank, and he has defeated several masters of the upper third rank in the tribe, so his martial arts skills are not bad.

"How ridiculous, how ridiculous, back then..."

When Taizu was still alive, not to mention a small envoy, even the King of Jin had to kneel down and pay his respects.

The Censor wanted to say this, but he stopped himself when the words came to his lips.

If he said that, wouldn't it be like saying that Your Majesty is not as good as Taizu? Is Daxia declining more than before?

Then he would save his life or not.

Although one of the duties of the Censor-in-Chief is to supervise and record the behavior, manners and conversations of ministers during the morning court session, compared to one's life, these duties can be put aside.

How much salary does he get a month? There's no need to risk his life.

"Haha." Seeing that he had nothing to say, Wuzhu laughed even louder.

This was his first diplomatic mission to Daxia. Even if it cost him his life, he had to gain the upper hand and not bow his head. Otherwise, when he returned to the Jin Kingdom, he didn't know how many people would bring up this matter.

Besides, Daxia was now extremely weak, and he did not believe that the people of Daxia would dare to keep him as an envoy here.

"Well, since you are an envoy, it makes sense for you not to kneel."

At the very top, Emperor Xia Hengzhuang waved his hands feebly. He was only in his thirties, but he looked very old, with dull eyes and swelling around his eyes.

It's obvious at first glance that he's been harmed by alcohol and sex.

He gave the eunuch who was delivering the imperial edict a look, and the latter understood what he meant and shouted, "If you have a petition, please submit it. If you don't, please leave the court."

The original process of the court meeting was not like this, it was very complicated, but Xia Hengzhuang felt that it wasted his time and time for enjoyment, so he simply simplified it.

The ministers under him knew that he was impatient and would not report anything unless it was a really big event.

"I have something to report." The six ministers took a step forward, walked to the middle, and then knelt down to salute.

Xia Hengzhuang glanced at him impatiently and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Prime Minister Xie was assassinated in his mansion. After investigation by the Imperial Master, it was discovered that it was all done by the Black Evil Cult."

"Yeah." After hearing this, Xia Hengzhuang perked up a little.

He was quite satisfied with Xie Hong. All the court affairs were handled by him, and he just enjoyed himself.

Moreover, the other party would find some new fun, beautiful women and delicious food for him to enjoy from time to time.

It's a pity that such a good minister died. Who will provide him with entertainment and beauties in the future?

If the other person was still alive, he wouldn't have to come to this court, and he might still be in Concubine Shu's arms.

When Xia Hengzhuang thought of Concubine Shu's gentle and soft embrace, he became restless.

"The leader of the Black Evil Cult was killed by the Imperial Master himself, but there are still many followers left."

"I beg your majesty to send out the Imperial Guards to wipe out the Black Demon Cult."

"I agree. I'll leave this matter to you."

Xia Hengzhuang was about to wave his hand to let him go, but he saw the eunuch next to him winking at him. After thinking about it, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Alas, Prime Minister, you have worked hard and made great contributions, but you have been murdered by a villain. You are posthumously conferred the title... King Zhongxing. The funeral rites and the comfort of his family are all in your hands."

There were examples of kings with different surnames in Daxia. There were several kings with different surnames in the generation of Taizu, the founding emperor. But there were no living kings with different surnames after that. They were all conferred titles posthumously.

This is the only thing Xia Hengzhuang can show off.

After all, the prime minister is already second only to the emperor, so what higher title can he be given? Give him the title of emperor?

As for other funeral rituals, they were not his concern. With a wave of his hand, he handed over all matters to the six ministers.

His idea was very simple: whoever submitted the report would solve it, or find someone who could solve it for him.

Otherwise, why would you submit your report?