Train to Another World.

Chapter 334 Rage

In Kunning Palace, the Queen looked at the Prince's absent-minded appearance and shook her head secretly. She asked, "Are you attracted to that fairy?"

The young prince stammered, "Mother, I..."

"Alas, you can't hide your thoughts from anyone. But I advise you to give up this idea."

The prince exclaimed, "Why?"

"Whether she is a fairy or not, that wooden statue that supports the sky and the means to make the flowers of four seasons bloom in a single breath are not something that mortals like us can covet. Not to mention that you are the prince, even if you become the supreme ruler in the future, you will not be able to reach it. Unless..."

"Mother, unless what?"

"Unless someone likes you."

"Hehe, the palace maids all praised me for my handsome appearance."

"Although you do look like me, they say that because they fear and respect you. But have you ever thought about what would happen if she really fell in love with you?"

"Then she will become my crown princess?"

The Queen glanced at the Crown Prince and shook her head again: "Your wife is the Crown Princess. If she takes a fancy to you, you will probably become her 'wife', no, 'concubine'. No matter how wronged you are, or if you make her unhappy, get beaten to death at will, or even cause her to vent her anger on Dashun, what do you think Dashun can do?"

"I am the Great Shun Empire, I..."

The Queen interrupted, "To other countries, we are the Celestial Empire, even to the barbarians who are our sworn enemies. But to the gods, or even to the cultivators who have not yet become gods, we are not.

If so, we wouldn't have to wait so long in front of the palace gate today. So, do you still like her?"

"Mother, I, I..."

"Think about it carefully. No matter what choice you make, your mother will support you." Having said that, the queen already knew what the prince would choose.

Although the prince looks like the queen, his temperament is exactly the same as the emperor. Even if he doesn't like it, he will always put himself in a difficult position as long as it is for the good of Dashun. He is a benevolent and wise monarch, but definitely not a hegemon.

In the West Market, Shangshu Sun had changed into a coarse cloth outfit, and except for being energetic and resolute, he looked no different from an ordinary old man in the market. He came to a fruit shop, took a bag of his favorite meat jerky and a bamboo tube of drink, and then went to the residence of Grand Tutor Dong.

The doorman of the Grand Tutor's Mansion was also an old man, so of course he recognized Sun Shangshu. When he saw Sun Shangshu coming in a hurry, he quickly asked the fast-footed servant to report to Grand Tutor Dong, and he went to meet him.

The doorman bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord Shangshu."

"Take me to see your master." Although he said so, Minister Sun walked inside without stopping. He was too familiar with this place and didn't need anyone to lead him.

The doorman was trotting after him.

"Sir, why don't you go to the side hall and rest first..."

"I'm not tired." Minister Sun did not stop.

"Sir, how about a cup of hot tea first..."

"I have some with me." Minister Sun shook the bamboo tube in his hand.

"Oh, Minister Sun, why don't you wait for us to inform the master first."

"Didn't that person just leave?"

During the question and answer, Minister Sun arrived in front of Master Dong's bedroom, kicked the door open, and strode in: "Old man, I'm here to see you!"

Just as the fast-footed servant finished reporting, the door of his bedroom was kicked open. Hearing the familiar voice, Master Dong curled his lips in disdain and waved at the servant, who bowed and left.

After entering the bedroom, Minister Sun casually dragged a chair, placed it in front of the bed, and sat down on it: "I heard that you were sick, so I went to the West Market to buy your favorite meat jerky and drinks to come and see you. Why don't you say thank you quickly."

"When did I start to like meat jerky and drinks?" "Oh, maybe I remembered it wrongly. You know what, the meat jerky from Wangji Fruit Shop in West Market is really good." Minister Sun unscrewed the lid of the bamboo tube while tearing the meat jerky.

"This is not your kitchen. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly." Master Dong, who was lying on the bed, turned over and faced Shangshu Sun.

"Why am I here? Don't you know?"

"..."

"A role model for scholars all over the world, a leader in the Dashun literary world. The year you took the imperial examination, before the ink on your test paper had dried, a strange phenomenon descended from the sky, and a magnificent canopy of energy appeared. Since you entered the Imperial Academy, you have been the most righteous and upright person in the world.

Although I am a warrior, I also know that those who possess a righteous spirit are immune to all evil and diseases. Their words are like swords and their calligraphy is like talismans. A shout from them can scatter evil spirits and make the hearts and gallbladders of those with evil thoughts shattered.

Sick? Tell me yourself, how many years ago was the last time you were sick?

"..."Master Dong just turned his back and did not answer.

Minister Sun frowned when he saw this, then rolled his eyes and said with a grin, "I know you are like me, your wife has been gone for many years and you haven't taken a concubine yet.

Is it because he got old and felt itchy, and bullied some young girl, causing all his righteousness to disappear?"

"..."

Seeing that Master Dong could endure this, Minister Sun felt something was wrong, so he jumped onto Master Dong's bed and grabbed Master Dong's neck with his big hand. Master Dong wanted to struggle, but he was just a scholar, while Minister Sun was a martial arts master. How could he break free when his neck was grabbed?

A cool air flowed into his body from his neck, sinking into his internal organs and flowing through his limbs and bones. Master Dong knew that it was Minister Sun who was using the martial arts qi to explore his body, so he stopped struggling and collapsed.

"You old bastard! You deserve to die!!!" The angry roar of Minister Sun came to his ears, and Master Dong just sighed slightly.

"I am old, and I can't hide it for long. I have been prepared since I fell ill. You can kill me or chop me up, whatever you want. I have left a suicide note, which is under my pillow. Your Majesty is kind and will not embarrass you.

As for those censors.

I haven’t seen you care about it in these years.”

Minister Sun jumped off the bed, grabbed Master Dong by the collar, and pulled him up, half of his body hanging in the air. Minister Sun asked sternly, "Your body has long been weak and you have lost your righteousness. Tell me! Did you lie twenty years ago?!"

"Yes."

"Dong Zhen! How dare you, an old villain, bully me like this?!" Minister Sun raised his hand high, and milky white cold air poured out. At this moment, he chopped down with his hand, and the effect was no different from chopping down with a cold iron sword.

But seeing the way Grand Tutor Dong closed his eyes and waited for death, Minister Sun felt that if he really killed him at this moment, it might just be what he wanted. Moreover, the country was in a time of turmoil. If the current Minister killed the Grand Tutor at this time, how would the whole court think? How would the people of the world think? How would that group of gods think? !

Even if you want to kill this old man, you can't do it at this time. Thinking of this, Sun Shangshu loosened his grip, and Master Dong fell heavily back on the bed, causing him to cough. No one came in despite the commotion, so Master Dong must have given instructions in advance.

Minister Sun roughly pulled out the suicide note from under Grand Tutor Dong's pillow, opened the envelope and began to read it at a glance. The suicide note was just as Grand Tutor Dong had said, explaining the cause and effect of the incident twenty years ago, and saying that he voluntarily died at the hands of Minister Sun, and hoped that His Majesty would not pursue the matter.

With a breath of cold air, the suicide note was shattered into pieces. Minister Sun sat back in his chair and asked Master Dong viciously, "How many dirty things have you done and how many lies have you said in the past twenty years? Tell me the truth."

Master Dong shook his head and said, "I swear by my ancestors that I have never done anything against the way of a gentleman since then."

"Hmph! I'll deal with you after this is over." After saying that, Minister Sun left angrily. But Grand Tutor Dong shook his head in disappointment.

Sun Shangshu and him had fought for so many years, and they were very familiar with each other's temperament. If Sun Shangshu had beheaded him today, the matter would probably have been over. But Sun Shangshu let him go today because he was concerned about the overall situation. Then the other parties involved in the past were not as important as him, the Grand Master.

He didn't even dare to speak up. If he did, it would be the nail in the coffin for the whole family of those people. He forced himself to sit up and asked the servant to bring pen and ink. He wanted to write a letter to present to the emperor.

But the servant had already ground the ink, and Master Dong had no idea at all. The emperor also respected his elder brother very much, and the lie he told back then was also considered deceiving the emperor. He was not dead yet, so it was not enough to calm the anger of the two.

After thinking about it, Master Dong put on his clothes and asked someone to prepare a carriage. He was going to visit the group of celestial beings. At this time, they were the only hope.

(Today is just one update. I helped someone move house today and came back too late. I really don’t have time to write.)
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