Xuanxia

Chapter 798 Reasons
Zhao Hao's questioning voice echoed in the white fog, and it could be heard repeatedly.

After a while, the voice of King Xishuo was heard again in the fog.

"The ruler is the ruler, the minister is the minister, the father is the father, the son is the son."

"The ruler and his subjects always come before the father and his son."

"You chose to stand on the emperor's side, and you were willing to go against your father for this. Is this... the reason why Li Jian chose you?"

“But that’s not right.”

"When you serve your parents, you advise them several times, but they don't follow your advice. You still respect them and don't disobey them. You work hard but don't complain... How can you be in accordance with the etiquette by doing this?"

His tone remained calm and steady, but it clearly concealed a kind of inexplicable resentment.

As he was speaking, King Xishuo also walked out of the fog.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the vast white fog. He had his hands behind his back and walked steadily. He did not come closer, but stopped not too far away, just enough for Zhao Hao to see him. However, all he saw was a face and figure outline that appeared and disappeared in the fog.

"Ah."

Zhao Hao shook his head in disbelief: "Even now, you are still only thinking about the ritual sword?"

"Why not?" King Xishuo said calmly, "This sword was forged by our Zhao clan's holy ancestor. What it approves of is right. But how can you be right?"

"How am I not right?"

Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Dad! Do you know what you are doing? Your subordinates are all the worst people in the world! How many people have you killed? Isn't human life important?"

"Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country." King Xishuo said calmly, "Their deaths are more important than Mount Tai. I will remember them all. When the great event is accomplished, they...will all be compensated."

"compensate?!"

Zhao Hao looked at his father as if he were a madman: "How can I compensate him if he's dead?!"

"Death is just a long sleep."

King Xishuo remained calm: "Since it is a long sleep, you will naturally wake up. The same is true for humans. Even if you die, you can come back to life."

Zhao Hao was stunned.

"Don't you want to know why your father does these things?" King Xishuo said leisurely: "Okay, your father will tell you - but you have to hand over the ritual sword first."

Zhao Hao's pupils narrowed.

But King Xishuo...didn't seem to intend to discuss it with him.

After saying that, two more people walked out of the fog.

It is... Lan Xiyu holding the Sword of Wisdom, and Yuan Zizheng holding the Sword of Benevolence.

"Heh, Master Yuan?"

Zhao Hao sneered: "Which side are you on too?"

"Prince, you don't understand." Yuan Zizhen said calmly: "What we are doing is right."

Zhao Hao had a complicated expression.

He knew that Yuan Zizhen was looking for Fu Qingzhou, and he also knew that Yuan Zizhen claimed to be an "undercover agent", but... was this true?

With the authority of Qianfang Baixiaolou, it is no longer possible to investigate the case of a second-rank official in the imperial court.

"Master..."

He looked at Lan Xiyu again, with a complicated expression: "You..."

"Be careful." Lan Xiyu had taken off her hat, revealing her graceful appearance. She smiled and said, "The prince asked you to learn from me so that you can be useful to us when we are doing things. Although we have to speed up the process due to various changes and don't have time to tell you everything, the prince actually values ​​you very much."

Zhao Hao sneered again.

"misfortune?"

He sneered, "Does this so-called incident mean that the Fanyin Temple was destroyed to peel people's skin and refine human pills? Or did it mean that Huijue was destroyed to spread the plague and create floods? Or did it mean that Wuli Village was affected to recruit gangsters and do evil in secret?"

"Because Fu Qingzhou and the others influenced you to do evil, that's why it became an 'accident', right?"

After the three people on the opposite side were silent for a moment, King Xishuo spoke again.

"Shenzhi, you have a kind heart, which is good."

He said slowly: "But you don't understand."

"Listen to your father." Lan Xiyu also said at the right time: "Give him the sword of courtesy, and we will tell you everything."

Zhao Hao snorted and laughed, but there was no smile on his face.

The three men did not move and remained standing in the fog not far away, but to him, the three men seemed to be approaching little by little, making him subconsciously want to retreat.

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou's voice sounded in his ears again.

"Find...a way...for him to know...why..."

His voice was still weak, even more exaggerated than before, as if he was about to die at any moment.

Zhao Hao's eyebrows jumped.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head and asked in a trembling voice: "If I give you the sword, will you really tell me?"

"If a man does not have faith, he is not worthy of trust. A large cart without a yoke, a small cart without a shaft, how can they move?" King Xishuo said leisurely, "Your father may have concealed things from you, but have I ever lied to you?" "...No."

Zhao Hao lowered his head and answered truthfully.

Yes, he had to admit that his father had never lied to him.

He just looked down on me, was too lazy to pay attention to me, and expressed all these emotions without any concealment, and was too lazy to even pretend to comfort me.

"Okay, I'll give you the ritual sword."

Zhao Hao said dejectedly: "You must tell me what's going on."

After saying this, he sighed deeply, carefully withdrew the hand that was supporting Hua Wuying, letting him lean on him reluctantly, then used this hand to untie the ceremonial sword and threw it far away.

King Xishuo's eyes lit up in the white mist. He took a step forward and reached out to catch the sword.

Yes, he caught the sword.

No one knew what he said or did before taking the sword, but... he just took the sword.

The polite sword did not reject him and was held tightly by him.

"well!"

There was a rare and obvious joy in King Xishuo's eyes. He lowered his head to look at the ceremonial sword and gently stroked it with his left hand.

But soon, he regained his composure, slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Hao.

"If you want to know why, I will tell you."

At this time, his tone softened a little: "But this matter is too shocking. After you hear it, you must not disclose it to others."

Zhao Hao said in a muffled voice: "I am in charge of intelligence, how could it be leaked?"

But after saying this, he felt a little guilty. After all, ever since he became friends with Fu Qingzhou, he had no idea how much information about Qianfang Baixiao Tower he had leaked.

So, he could only sigh: "I know, I won't tell anyone else."

"Ah."

When King Xishuo saw that he agreed, he nodded with satisfaction: "Then listen carefully... The current emperor is a thief who stole the country."

"Huh?" Zhao Hao was confused.

After hearing this, his first reaction was not surprise, but laughter.

The emperor is a traitor who stole the country?
Are you kidding? He is his cousin, the only son of the late emperor, the blood of their Zhao family. Didn’t their father take them two brothers to go hiking?

"I know you're shocked."

King Xishuo said leisurely: "But the fact is, he is no longer the son of the previous emperor, nor is he your cousin. No one knows whose soul is dormant in that body."

"He is an outsider with unknown identity and origins. The death of the previous emperor was full of mystery, and then Ning Baimei was eager to help the current emperor ascend to the throne. Of course, there are problems in this."

Zhao Hao laughed: "This, this is too much for granted, right? The late emperor was ill, and Master Xiangjian has been working hard for this! Moreover, there were a few princes who were still worried... worried... Wasn't it you, father, who helped to settle it?"

"At that time, I didn't know anything."

King Xishuo said calmly: "It was not until... the previous emperor obtained divine power, returned to life, and was able to break through the great way of souls that he saw through all this."

"Shenzhi, what your father is doing is not rebellion as you think. On the contrary, we are helping the Zhao family to regain Dayan and helping the late emperor return to his throne."

Zhao Hao was stunned.

He even forgot for a moment whether he was just stalling for time or really listening to his father's story.

"Wait, that's not right!"

Zhao Hao shook his head vigorously and gritted his teeth, "But if you are doing this for justice, why did you kill so many people! Why did you recruit so many evil people?! Your methods are all problematic, how can what you do be right?!"

"My understanding of life and death may be a little different from yours."

King Xishuo said calmly: "I have said that the late emperor has understood life and death, and the dead can be resurrected."

"I don't believe it!" Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it at all!"

"Ugh……"

King Xishuo finally sighed: "Forget it, Xiyu, Zizhen, don't kill him yet. I will talk to him properly when I get back..."

"Hmm? Don't stop? Keep talking?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the fog and interrupted him!

Several people were all shocked.

"Go on."

A figure walked out of the fog from where the voice came from, and said with a smile: "Tell me how I stole the country? And tell me, how do you plan to restore the country for my father?"

This person was none other than Zhao Yuan.

In his hand, he held an empty scabbard with some bloodstains on it, which were smeared from his freshly cut palm.

(End of this chapter)