Volume 19: Legend of Lu Xiaofeng Chapter 512 Emperor
September 15th, late at night.
The moon is round like a mirror.
When the young emperor woke up from his dream, moonlight was shining in from the window, illuminating the green gauze curtain in front of the bed.
In the moonlight, the green gauze tent looked like clouds and fog, and there seemed to be a human figure in the clouds and fog.
This is the Forbidden Palace. The emperor is still young and never needs anyone to serve him at night. Who dares to stand stealthily by the emperor's bed in the middle of the night and spy on him?
The emperor jumped up as soon as he straightened his waist. Not only did he remain calm, but he was also obviously very agile.
"Who?"
"Your servant Wang An is here to serve tea to His Majesty."
If the emperor hadn't ordered tea, no one should have taken the initiative to bring tea.
However, Wang An was already an old steward who had been in office for many years. The emperor could not bear to embarrass this loyal old man, so he just waved his hand and said, "We don't need you to serve here now, so please leave."
Mr. Wang said: “Yes.”
Every word the emperor said was an order that no one could disobey. If the emperor asked someone to leave, that person had to crawl out even if both legs were broken.
Strangely, this time, Wang Zongguan had not retreated. The emperor frowned and asked, "You haven't retreated yet?"
Wang Zong said: "I have something to report. I want to invite His Majesty to see someone."
In the middle of the night, he actually dared to startle the dragon carriage and force himself to be the emperor to meet someone. Has he forgotten his identity and forgotten that this is a heinous crime punishable by the extermination of the entire clan?
He was castrated at the age of seven and entered the palace at the age of nine. He has always been cautious and fawning. Now he is in his fifties or sixties. How could he do such a thing?
Although the emperor looked gloomy, he was still very calm. After a long while, he slowly asked, "Where is the person?"
"It's right here." Manager Wang waved his hand, and suddenly two lights lit up outside the tent.
Another person appeared under the light.
A very handsome young man, wearing a yellow robe and a skirt with eight-treasure standing water pattern. Although the light is brighter than the moonlight, he still seems to be standing in the clouds.
The emperor couldn't see clearly, so he pushed aside the gauze curtain and walked out. As he walked out, his face suddenly changed, becoming indescribably terrifying.
The young man standing in front of him was like his own shadow: same figure, same appearance, and wearing the same clothes as him.
Golden Eight Treasures Supreme Dragon Robe!
A unique dragon robe!
Who is this young man? How could he have the same figure and appearance as the current emperor? How dare he wear the dragon robe?
Manager Wang looked at the two people in front of him with an indescribable weird smile on his face.
The young emperor shook his head. Although he was very angry, he still controlled himself. He vaguely felt that there must be a terrible secret hidden in this.
Steward Wang patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "This is the direct descendant of the late emperor, the son of Prince Nan, and the direct cousin of the current emperor."
The emperor couldn't help but look at the young man again, and said solemnly, "Are you being transferred to the capital?"
Prince Nan lowered his head and said, "No."
The emperor asked, "Since you left your fiefdom without the emperor's order, what crime should you be charged with? Do you know?"
Prince Nan's head hung even lower.
The emperor said: "The prince broke the law and is guilty of the same crime as the people. Even if I want to protect him, I am afraid it will be difficult to appease the public anger!"
Prince Nan suddenly raised his head and said, "I'm afraid you can't escape the charge of death!"
The emperor said, "That's right."
Prince Nan asked, "Since you know the law, why do you still break it?"
The emperor said angrily: "You..."
The Prince of Nan interrupted him again and said sternly: "Knowing the law and breaking it is a heavier crime. Even if I want to save your life, the family rules of our ancestors are still in place..."
The emperor was furious and asked, "Who are you? How dare you be so rude to me?"
The Prince of the Southern King said: "I am appointed by heaven and commanded by the late emperor. I am the supreme emperor of today!"
Now the emperor finally understood what a terrible conspiracy this was, but he still couldn't believe it.
The Prince of Nan said, "General Manager Wang, considering that he is of the same blood as the late emperor, why not give him a complete body and send his remains back to the Nan Palace as soon as possible."
Wang Zongguan replied, "Yes." He looked at the emperor with his eyes, and suddenly sighed and murmured, "I really don't understand. You have a good job as a young prince, but you want to go to the capital to die. What is the purpose of this?"
The emperor sneered and said nothing.
Of course he now fully understood the conspiracy. They wanted to use this young man to impersonate him and become emperor in his stead, and then kill him to silence him. Then they would send his body back to the Nan Palace in the name of the Prince of Nan. Even if someone could see the flaw afterwards, there would be no evidence.
Chief Steward Wang continued, "If a prince breaks the law, he will be punished just like the common people. Since you know this, what else do you have to say?"
"Only one sentence." The emperor said, "How could you come up with such an absurd thing?"
Manager Wang blinked, and finally couldn't help laughing. He said, "I didn't want to say it, but I just couldn't hold it back."
"To be honest with you, this matter has already begun since the old prince came to the capital last time and found that you and the young prince look almost exactly the same."
The emperor asked, "Did he bribe you?"
Manager Wang said: "Not only do I like gambling, I also like whoring. The prices at Yiqingyuan are always very high, so my expenses are always high, and I have to find a way to make money."
When it comes to the word "prostitution", his withered old face suddenly becomes radiant and complacent.
"Not only did I go to Yiqingyuan for whoring, but I also used it as a place for contact between me and Prince Nan, the Western Region Tantric masters, and Feixian Island in the South China Sea. Who could have expected that the lama and I would go to a brothel to meet? Hahahaha, the wonders of that place are beyond your imagination!"
Of course eunuchs can also visit prostitutes. Only through such matters can these non-men regain their dignity and strength as men.
——Does an honest monk go to prostitutes to prove his dignity as a man?
——Or did he go to Yiqingyuan just to get close to Manager Wang and discover their secrets?
The emperor suddenly said, "You are quite courageous."
Mr. Wang said: "I'm not very courageous. I will never do anything that is not 100% sure."
The emperor asked, "Is this matter certain?"
Manager Wang said: "We were worried about Wei Ziyun and his gang, but now we have found a way to lure them away."
The emperor said, "Oh?"
Mr. Wang asked: "If someone who likes to play chess hears two great chess masters playing chess outside, can they stay in the room and not go out?"
The answer is of course no.
Manager Wang said: "The same goes for those who learn swordsmanship. If they knew that the two most famous swordsmen of the time were dueling in the Hall of Supreme Harmony in front of them, they would not be able to stay in the room."
The emperor suddenly asked, "Are you talking about Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng?"
Steward Wang seemed very surprised and asked, "You also know these two people?"
The emperor said calmly: "Given their swordsmanship and reputation, it's no wonder that Wei Ziyun and the others were tempted."
Steward Wang said leisurely: "The human heart is always made of flesh."
The emperor said: "Fortunately, there are still a few people around me who will not be tempted."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden and simultaneous "click" sound from the wooden pillars on all four sides. The secret door slid open, and four people flashed out.
These four people were less than three feet tall, and their figures, appearances, and decorations were exactly the same. Especially their faces, with small eyes, big noses, protruding heads and flat mouths, looked indescribably funny.
But the swords in their hands are not funny at all.
The swords were one foot and seven inches long, flashing with green light and exuding a chilling aura. Three of them were using double swords, and one was using a single sword. The seven swords flashed in the air, like a star shower in the sky, so bright that people could not open their eyes .
However, even if you can't open your eyes, you should be able to recognize these four people, the Yu brothers from Yunmen Mountain, Qixingtang, and Feiyubao.
These four brothers were born from the same womb. Although they were not tall, they had very high swordsmanship. The four brothers were very connected with each other. When they joined forces, they used their family heirloom Flying Fish Seven-Star Sword. Although they could not rank first among the seven great sword formations in the world, there were not many people who could break their formation.
Not only do they have strange swordsmanship, but they also have eccentric personalities. Unexpectedly, they were recruited into the palace to serve as the emperor's personal guards.
The sword light flashed on the emperor's face.
The emperor shouted: "Behead him!"
The seven swords shone with brilliance and twinkled like stars, immediately covering the Prince of Nan and Chief Steward Wang.
Steward Wang's expression remained unchanged, but the Prince of Nan had already waved his hand and shouted, "Break it!"
As soon as the voice came out, suddenly, a sword light came flying obliquely, like a flash of lightning, like a long rainbow shocking the sky.
The sky was filled with sword lights crisscrossing, and suddenly four "ding, ding, ding, ding" sounds were heard, sparks flew, and the sword lights in the sky suddenly disappeared.
The only thing that still had light was a sword.
A long sword with a strange and ancient shape.
This sword is certainly not the sword of the Yu brothers.
The swords of the Yu brothers were broken, and all of their men fell down.
The sword was in the hands of a man in white clothes, with snow-white clothes, a pale face, cold eyes, and an arrogant aura that was even more intimidating than the sword.
This is the palace, and the emperor is right in front of him.
But it seemed that this person didn't even take the emperor seriously.
The emperor's expression remained unchanged as he asked calmly, "Ye Gucheng?"
The man in white said, "I never thought that a commoner like me could be heard by the gods."
The emperor said: "Flying Fairy from the Sky, breaking seven stars with one sword, it is indeed a good swordsmanship."
Ye Gucheng said: "It's a good sword technique."
The emperor asked, "You are a beautiful woman, why do you become a thief?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Success makes you a king, failure makes you a thief."
The emperor said with an unquestionable firmness in his tone: "A thief is a thief."
Ye Gucheng sneered, holding the sword to his chest, and said coldly: "Please!"
The emperor asked, "Please?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Your Majesty's insight and composure are rare in the martial arts world. If Your Majesty enters the martial arts world, he will surely be ranked among the top ten masters."
The emperor smiled and said, "Good eyesight."
Ye Gucheng said: "Now the king is no longer a king, and the thief is no longer a thief. Between the king and the thief, the stronger one will win."
The emperor said, "What a great example of a strong man winning."
Ye Gucheng said: "My sword is in my hand."
The emperor said: "Although you have a sword in your hand, there is no sword in your heart."
"The sword is straight and strong. How can a person with an evil heart hide a sword in his chest?"
Ye Gucheng said: "The sword in your hand can hurt others, but the sword in your heart can only hurt yourself!"
The emperor laughed, laughed loudly.
Ye Gucheng said: "Draw your sword."
The emperor said, "I have no sword in my hand."
Shi Gucheng asked: "You don't dare to fight?"
The emperor smiled and said, "I am practicing the sword of the emperor, which can pacify the world and bring peace to the people. I can make plans in the tent and win battles thousands of miles away. To use my body as a sword and let blood splash five steps away is something that the emperor does not want."
He stared at Ye Gucheng and continued slowly: "I think you don't understand what I mean."
Ye Gucheng really didn't understand.
——The state of "no sword in hand, but a sword in the heart" is certainly not low, but it is still not as good as the state of "no sword in the heart, but oneness of man and sword".
However, now the emperor is calm and smiling, as if he is even higher than Ye Gucheng. Why is this?
Ye Gucheng's pale face had turned ashen. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and said, "Would you rather sit there and wait to die?"
The emperor shouted: "I am appointed by heaven, how dare you act rashly?!"
The veins on Ye Gucheng's sword-holding hand were exposed and sweat was already oozing from the tip of his nose.
Manager Wang could not help but shouted: "Now that things have come to this, if you don't kill him, he will kill you!"
The Prince of the Southern King said, "He will definitely take action. The world-famous Lord of Baiyun City will not be so soft-hearted!"
Ye Gucheng's face turned pale, and he finally said, "I don't kill unarmed people, but today I will make an exception."
The emperor asked, "Why?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Because although you don't have a sword in your hand, you have a sword in your heart."
The emperor was silent.
Ye Gucheng said: "I have also said that the sword in your hand can hurt others, but the sword in your heart will hurt yourself."
He had already raised the sword in his hand.
The moon is full in the sky.
The moon is rounder.
The autumn wind carries with it the delicate fragrance of osmanthus, yet the fragrance is filled with a solemn and solemn feeling.
——The emperor still has no sword in his hand.
——If he didn’t have a sword, what would he use to resist Ye Gucheng’s “Fairy from the Sky”?
——The Yu brothers have swords in their hands, and the imperial guards also have swords in their hands. There must be swords in the huge imperial palace!
——But the emperor is obviously an expert in swordsmanship, so why doesn’t he wear a sword?
——Is it because those swords are not his swords?
——Where is his sword?
whoosh!
Suddenly, a pure white sword of ancient style flew across from the window. The sword was looming in the moonlight, as if it was an immortal sword that came down from the sky and pierced through the mortal world!
One sword brings eternal life.
This sword turned out to be the Sword of Immortality!
The Sword of Immortality flew straight out and landed next to the emperor's hand. The emperor reached out to catch it, spun around, as if he had practiced this move countless times.
The sword is unsheathed!
clang!
The emperor looked at the Changsheng Sword that merged with the moonlight and murmured, "I knew you would come!"
It seemed as if he was speaking to the sword, but also as if he was speaking to the person who had given him the sword.
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