The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

See Chapter 193
Everything that Li Miao experienced after leaving Beijing, all originated from one person.

Ji Tianrui.

It was he who killed Yang Lixuan and seized the Ming Cult. It was also he who colluded with the Miao King and sent people to Shuntian Prefecture. The Gu soldiers were his work, and the Miaojiang was his plan.

Yang Lixuan was his biological father, Lan Lechuan was his disciple, the first generation Miao King was his biological mother, and the second generation Miao King was his wife.

Ji Tianrui is his daughter.

Such a person died so hastily in Miaojiang back then? When the imperial court found out that he was colluding with the Miao people, they ordered Zhu Yuanzhang to lead a few celestial beings to block him and kill him. How could he die so hastily?

It’s not Li Miao’s conspiracy theory, I just instinctively feel that this person shouldn’t die so easily.

But after asking Wang Zhi this question, even Li Miao couldn't help but find it a little hard to believe.

That’s the emperor, the Son of Heaven.

A single rage can cause millions of people to die and blood to flow for thousands of miles. He speaks the law of heaven and his words are the law of the world. He enjoys the four seas and acts with tyranny.

If Ji Tianrui were to revive in the emperor's body... this Dashuo and this world would be led by him to a completely unknown direction.

No one is immune.

Li Miao looked at Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi did not answer.

He lowered his head and said nothing.

After a while, he spoke hoarsely.

"I... don't know what you are talking about, Your Excellency."

"Your Majesty has always been Your Majesty, the grandson of Emperor Xianzong, and a true descendant of the Zhu family..."

"Eunuch Wang, you didn't answer my question, at least not directly."

Li Miao interrupted Wang Zhi.

"You're running away."

"I know your life story. You have been serving the emperor since he was still the prince of Xingwang. It has been more than 30 years now. In terms of understanding and loyalty to the emperor, even those hypocritical ministers are far inferior to you."

"You didn't refuse to answer, nor did you deny it directly. Instead, you talked about other things... because you also have doubts, right?"

Li Miao spoke softly, like an evil demon tempting Wang Zhi to plunge into the abyss.

"Fifteen years ago, did the emperor show any abnormality?"

Fifteen years ago, the emperor suddenly became seriously ill and was bedridden for more than a month. The imperial doctors were helpless and almost prepared for the emperor's death, but overnight, the emperor suddenly recovered and even his previous illness disappeared inexplicably.

"Does the emperor still care about what he cared about and hated in the past?"

At the beginning of his reign, the emperor worked hard to govern the country and brought peace to the country. Although he gradually became lazy later, he was still a wise ruler overall... But since he recovered from his illness, he never attended court again, and all government affairs were handed over to the ministers to handle.

All the concubines he had favored before were also discarded and never looked at again.

"Does the emperor speak and act as usual?"

No, the emperor back then would not build a terrace, nor would he allow himself to be beaten to death...

"Emperor, has he changed?"

changed.

Wang Zhi came to the answer in his mind.

From fifteen years ago until now, the emperor has gradually changed.

Become like... another person.

Wang Zhi couldn't speak. His whole body was shaking violently, and the extreme tension made him suddenly retch.

"Ugh—cough cough cough..."

"Thank you."

Li Miao patted his shoulder.

Wang Zhi didn't need to speak, Li Miao already knew his answer.

Bang!
Li Miao slapped Wang Zhi on the back of the head.

Wang Zhi's body suddenly tensed up, then loosened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, losing his voice.

Li Miao stood up, looked around, walked to the wall, and took down a lamp.

Sprinkle the lamp oil everywhere.

Then, he threw away the lit wick.

coax!
The flames suddenly burst out, burning everything in the cocoon chamber. The poisonous insect was ignited and suddenly flew up, circling for a while before falling down helplessly, as if a fire rain had fallen in the cocoon chamber. Li Miao did not look back and walked straight outside.

When they got outside, Li Miao raised his hand and slapped it down. Dust flew up and covered the entire cave.

"Ah."

Li Miao laughed jokingly and helplessly.

"Originally we were just trying to wipe out the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but then the witchcraft came along; after the witchcraft tradition was cut off, the Ming Cult's Ji Tianrui came along; the Ming Cult's mess hasn't been cleaned up yet, and now even the emperor is involved."

"What a fucking... hard life."

Li Miao's emotions were released and then subsided, and he turned to look in the direction of the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

There were loud noises coming from there.

"Well, you tricked me into coming here to mess with the people in the imperial court for you, and you go off to do something yourself, right?"

"You threw this mess in front of me, and you still expect me to leave with no regrets?"

Before he finished speaking, Li Miao had disappeared from the spot.

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Ji Tianrui suddenly turned around and fought with the middle-aged man.

"cough."

She coughed, swallowed the blood that flowed out of her mouth, and flew backwards with the power of her palm, rushing straight into the depths of the tomb.

The middle-aged man's face became more and more ugly. He caught up with a flash. His fists turned into countless afterimages in the air and hit Ji Tianrui.

Ji Tianrui is no match for him.

She was not strong, only slightly inferior to Yun Zelin on Mount Tai. If it weren't for the endless poisonous insects on her body, she would have been killed by the middle-aged man.

But even with the protection of the poisonous insect, she had already suffered serious injuries. Her left arm hung limply, having been broken into several pieces. Her shoulder was bloody and a large piece of flesh had been dug out. Blood was oozing from her mouth and nose, staining her collar red.

But she was still smiling.

Because the end of this road has been seen.

It was only thirty feet away from the stone gate with enamel underneath and terracotta figurines of generals standing on both sides.

Just cross these thirty feet.

The middle-aged man appeared behind her again, raised his hand into a claw, and suddenly grabbed Ji Tianrui's shoulder.

puff-

Ji Tianrui actually directly dissipated the protective Qi on his right shoulder, exerted force suddenly, tore his shoulder apart, broke free from the middle-aged man's grasp, and rushed forward again.

Twenty feet!
The middle-aged man struck out in the air with his palm, and the Qi handprint covered the entire tomb passage, striking towards Ji Tianrui's back.

Bang!
Ji Tianrui did not dodge or evade, and took the palm strike head-on. Blood mist suddenly spurted out of his mouth. It was the power of this palm that suddenly increased his speed.

Ten feet!

The middle-aged man appeared in front of Ji Tianrui, completely blocking her way.

"Come die!"

He roared, raised one arm, and formed his fingers into a palm, with sharp true energy gathering on the tip of his palm.

Cut it out with one knife!

Iron punishment challenge, "one knife"!
Ji Tianrui chuckled.

The Zhoutian was dispersed.

The sharp true energy passed through her body, cutting it diagonally into two pieces, and blood rained down.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale.

Because Ji Tianrui's upper body flew over his head and landed in front of the stone gate.

Bang!
Ji Tianrui gathered the last bit of his true energy and slammed it on the stone door, causing it to burst open!

Ji Tianrui's upper body fell to the ground. He used his remaining arms to prop himself up and looked up at the coffin in front of him.

"The commoner girl Ji Tianrui."

"Greetings, Emperor Jianwen!"

Ji Tianrui's voice echoed in the tomb.

Then, a faint breathing sound was heard from inside the coffin.

(End of this chapter)