Demon Emperor

Chapter 39 Serving God
"Your Majesty, these are the words they said tonight."

Zhou Kaigu handed a booklet to Ruan Hu, which contained a detailed record of what Huang Hui and his group said at their gathering that night, and even described their posture and demeanor.

Not only Huang Hui, but Zhou Kaigu also had another booklet containing Li Hongdao's whereabouts.

Ruan Hu picked it up, making the sound of turning pages.

"rustle……"

When Ruan Hu saw that someone was questioning the changes that had occurred to him, he frowned.

When he heard someone mention the story of Gao Yao's miraculous appearance that he had compiled, his brow relaxed slightly.

From what happened in the early morning, and the arrangement of the Detective Agency to monitor these people.

What he was initially wary of was not that these people wanted to use the late emperor to pressure him; rather, Ruan Hu was more concerned about these people doubting his identity.

They wanted to use the occasion of worshipping at the late emperor's mausoleum to set a trap for him.

after all.

Although the ancestral temples and imperial tombs of the Dasheng Dynasty were destroyed, the mausoleum of the late emperor remained intact in this Xicheng area.

In this world where ghosts and gods roam freely, who can know if the former emperor might appear and expose his true nature as an "extraterrestrial demon"?

After turning to the last page, Ruan Hu flipped back a few pages.

He pointed to the name that said he was imitating King Zhuang of Chu and that he had the countenance of a great ruler.

Ruan Hu: "What is Chen Guang's background, and what is his relationship with Huang Hui?"

Zhou Kaigu: "Chen Guang came from the Chen family of Langfeng and had no relation to Huang Hui, but both were prominent families in Xicheng."

Ruan Hu: "The Chen family of Langfeng sounds familiar."

Zhou Kaigu: "When His Majesty returned to the capital from the last hunt, he stayed at Shiqiaozhuang, which was the estate of the Chen family in Langfeng. However, the Chen family did not live there permanently."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Hu began to recall something.

Ruan Hu: "So, it seems that although the Chen family and Huang Hui's Huang family are both prominent clans from Xicheng, they are not on good terms?"

Zhou Kaigu: "The Chen family of Langfeng has declined somewhat in recent years, partly due to the suppression by the Huang family."

Ruan Hu put the booklet down, seemingly lost in thought.

"Go down!"

"Investigate the Chen family of Langfeng and this Chen Guang in detail."

Zhou Kaigu: "Yes!"

Ruan Hu walked through the three halls. Now there were no women in the courtyard, only eunuchs and guards.

After passing through the hall, there are two side rooms and two long corridors on both sides, leading further into the garden.

The garden is cleverly designed. The long corridor leading out of the side room ends at a rockery more than ten feet high, which blocks the view like a screen.

The rocks even connected with the eaves, forming a pillar that supported the flying eaves.

The more it is covered up, the more curious people become about the spring scenery inside.

Ruan Hu walked into the garden, where artificial rocks blocked his view on both sides, but he could see a pond deep to the left with fish swimming in it.

Walk through the garden.

After passing a platform for tea tasting and sightseeing, and going up a spiral wooden staircase, you will arrive at a two-story building behind the pond.

This is where Ruan Hu lies in bed.

Although most of the furnishings in the room were already arranged, some of the items were brought out by Ruan Hu from the palace.

The most obvious of these is the Illusionary Mirror.

Ruan Hu wiped the bronze mirror, and a celestial maiden in purple robes with an ethereal beauty appeared behind him, bowing to Ruan Hu.

The celestial maiden in purple: "What business does Your Majesty have summoned me for?"

Ruan Hu said, "When I passed by that bamboo forest just now, I felt something was strange. Do you have any way to investigate it?"

Earlier, when Ruan Hu carefully examined the darkness inside the bamboo forest...

The divine tiger inside his body roared, clearly sensing something.

The celestial maiden in purple looked troubled: "This concubine can only wander around the room with the help of this divine mirror; there is no way to go out."

The Illusionary Realm only works when placed indoors; a room with the sky as one's dwelling and the earth as one's blanket certainly does not qualify.

Therefore, the deity on duty in this mirror can only appear indoors and cannot go outside.

Although it has flaws, it also has strengths.

If evil spirits or ghosts want to harm Ruan Hu indoors, it won't be so simple.

Ruan Hu understood: "If it were an evil spirit causing trouble, would it be able to get in?"

The celestial maiden in purple said, "With this servant here, Your Majesty will certainly not be able to get close to you."

That goddess was once of noble status, a deity worshipped by a nation and fed with incense for hundreds of years. Now, however, she refers to herself as a servant to Ruan Hu.

Ruan Hufang then realized what it meant to be an emperor, the most noble of the earthly rulers.

but.

Knowing that something sinister was nearby, Ruan Hu was truly uneasy.

Ruan Hu is not a person who likes to respond passively; he has always preferred to take the initiative and mobilize others.

Moreover, with the Mirror God guarding him and the Imperial Guards also present, Ruan Hu felt there was nothing to fear.

Ruan Hu: "Is there any way to provoke the thing in the bamboo forest and see what exactly is causing this trouble?"

The deity on duty in the mirror said, "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

Ruan Hu ordered his men to be on high alert.

Then the purple-clad celestial maiden lit incense and began to dance around the incense burner. As she danced, the purple-clad celestial maiden even flew up.

Ruan Hu increasingly felt that the power of the Celestial Maiden of Fragrance was inseparable from fragrance.

The incense drifted downwards; ordinary people could only smell the fragrance, but Ruan Hu could see a layer of hazy mist descending from the high pavilion.

Ruan Hu went outside and looked down at the pond from the walkway.

The fragrance could be seen drifting through the pond and rockery, and spreading over the long corridors and halls.

finally.

They surged into the layers of bamboo forest outside the villa.

In the dense, dark woods where even rabbits and foxes couldn't slip in, something seemed to have been awakened.
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"Lord, we're off."

Just now, in front of Huang Hui and his group, the pale-faced, beardless, round, and plump man, who had been weeping and lamenting that the emperor had ignored his sincere heart, and who was also indignant about the emperor's absurd behavior, took his leave.

At this moment, his eyes were still red, and he was still lamenting that his talent, which was worthy of being a prime minister, had been buried.

He became addicted to acting, and the more he acted, the more he believed it, truly regarding himself as a figure comparable to Bi Gan and the Duke of Zhou.

When they left, they seemed reluctant to part, as if they hadn't had enough.

She held Huang Hui's hand and shed a few more tears.

"Lord Ling!"

When will we be able to realize our ambitions and fulfill our aspirations?

"Sigh, never mind, never mind."

"When I see the late emperor, I..."

He seemed drunk even though he hadn't drunk a single drop of wine.

The others pulled him away and finally managed to take him away.

It was already getting dark, and they were settled in another side courtyard behind the house.

They carried lanterns and walked along the path behind them, passing by a bamboo grove.

At that moment, a cold wind blew by, and everyone immediately felt their hair stand on end, as if they had a bad premonition.

A pale-faced, round-faced man stepped forward: "Why did you stop?"

The man carrying the lantern looked around and asked, "Did you hear anything?"

Someone behind me said, "It sounds like someone is reciting poetry?"

Everyone was horrified and their scalps tingled.

"hiss!"

"There's no one around here, just a bamboo grove that even foxes and rabbits can't squeeze into. Who would be reciting poetry here?"

"Could it be a ghost?"

The pale-faced, round-faced man scoffed, especially since it was precisely what Confucius had just said: "The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits." How could he be afraid now?

"nonsense!"

"We read the books of sages and cultivate our noble spirit."

"What kind of ghosts or spirits dare to approach us?"

After saying that, he grabbed the lantern from the person in front of him and walked forward.

The high spirits and resentment from the recent gathering had not yet dissipated when he took a deep breath, his eyes bulging bloodshot.

"If there truly is a vengeful ghost, watch how I use the teachings of the sages and my righteous spirit to drive away that evil spirit."

"Let His Majesty know the uprightness of our spirit, and let him know who the loyal ministers are and who the treacherous villains are in the court."

(End of this chapter)