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Chapter 112 The Dog Emperor! The Old Eunuch! No Whispering! [Major Revision!]

It's still Xiyuan.

It's still the Heavenly Prison.

It was Murong Qizhen and the old eunuch who came to meet the 'Grand Steward' of the Underworld.

Three months later.

Murong Qizhen looked noticeably haggard, no longer the spirited young man he once was.

"how?"

"Is it because you're naturally not fond of smiling?"

Zuo Jing possesses a bodyguard and mocks Murong Qizhen.

Murong Qizhen had long since lost his temper. He had thousands of assassins in his underworld, who ran rampant in Shengjing City. Anyone who dared to come was sure to die, and they were all brave, domineering, and fearless.

Who is not afraid of this?
How can this be treated?

The entire court was at a loss.

Zhang Kefa's words, "Your Majesty, I congratulate you" and "Internal strife," still ring in our ears, but now they have long become a deadly joke.

Murong Qizhen felt that the past three months were unbearable to recall.

He looked at Zuo Jing: "What exactly do you want to do!"

Zuo Jing coldly asked, "Where is Murong Yunhai's head?"

Murong Qizhen gritted his teeth, still unable to believe it: "Just because he hurt you, and didn't even scratch you, you want him dead?"

Isn't that a bit too domineering?

Murong Qizhen, of course, did not understand. Whether Murong Yunhai lived or died was not important. The key point was that this was Zuo Jing's test of his obedience to Murong Qizhen.

Zuo Jing sneered and remained silent, letting Murong Qizhen figure it out for himself.

"Come in!"

Murong Qizhen suddenly spoke up.

Outside the prison cell, a general strode in; it was none other than an old acquaintance—

Murong Yunhai, Director of the Imperial City Division of the Great Yan Dynasty.

He walked in, his face grim.

Murong Qizhen coldly said, "Hurry up and apologize to the Grand Steward!"

Murong Yunhai gritted his teeth in hatred, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Zuo Jing: "I was sorry for offending you that day!"

Zuo Jing's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he remained silent.

Murong Qizhen said coldly, "Kneel down! Kowtow! Beg for mercy!"

Murong Yunhai's eyes widened in utter humiliation, but for the sake of the royal family, the greater good, and himself, he chose to submit and kneel down: "Grand Eunuch! I was wrong!"

He kowtowed nine times on the ground, his forehead bleeding from the impact, showing his utmost sincerity.

Zuo Jing's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he remained silent.

Murong Qizhen sighed, "Grand Steward, please spare him this time for my sake."

Zuo Jing's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he remained silent.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Murong Yunhai was ashamed and angry.

Murong Qizhen was furious and ashamed.

Both of them knew that the chief steward of the underground society was determined to kill Murong Yunhai.

"His Majesty!"

Murong Yunhai looked at Murong Qizhen and cried out, "Your Majesty! My loyalty is as clear as day!"

Murong Qizhen sighed and remained silent.

aside.

The old eunuch stepped forward.

Murong Yunhai was devastated, one second he was utterly dejected, the next he suddenly sprang up and threw a punch at Zuo Jing, saying, "I'll take you down with me even if I die!"

"Don't be presumptuous!"

The old eunuch was even faster; without making a move, he grabbed Murong Yunhai by the neck, immobilizing him and making him unable to resist.

The old eunuch carried Murong Yunhai back to Murong Qizhen and asked, "Your Majesty, please make a decision."

Murong Qizhen waved his hand.

The old eunuch understood, and to Murong Yunhai's disbelief, snapped the neck of the Imperial City Guard commander with a snap.

Zuo Jing finally dropped the mocking smile that had been playing on his lips, and stopped remaining silent: "If you cut off my head, I'm afraid you'll be playing me. Don't let it be a fake death."

"..."

Murong Qizhen considered himself to be extremely well-mannered, but listening to this underground society's chief steward speak, he always felt an urge to kill.

He said in a deep voice, "Chop him down!"

The old eunuch drew his sword and beheaded Murong Yunhai with a single stroke.

The body was divided into two parts.

it is good.

He's dead now.

Zuo Jing smiled and said, "Wouldn't it have been better if we had done this earlier? None of this would have happened."

Murong Qizhen's expression changed: "You know?"

Then it dawned on me: "That's it! You're a high-ranking member of the underground society. You must have already devised more plans before your attack on the Forbidden City!"

At first, he thought there was a traitor in the prison who had leaked information to Zuo Jing.

But they quickly rejected that idea and found a more reasonable explanation.

Zuo Jing didn't respond. He cleared his throat and coughed. After three months of turmoil, everything was finally back on track. Now it was time to ask the Emperor of Great Yan all the questions that were on his mind!
Enough with the small talk—

"I ask, you answer."

"Understand?"

……

What an impudent brat!

Disrespectful to the monarch!

Murong Qizhen's killing intent surged, but he still nodded.

no way.

The situation is beyond our control now. There are so many assassins in the underground society that they're willing to risk their lives. If we were to use those assassins to assassinate the emperor or those princes and ministers, that would be one thing.

The underground society was so extravagant that it used assassins to kill the ruffians and villains in Shengjing City.

Cannons to kill mosquitoes.

That's incredibly extravagant.

Murong Qizhen originally thought—

Things will be better after April.

It will be difficult to persist underground any longer.

May is definitely coming to an end.

June!

At most, it will be June 15th.

As a result, by constantly estimating the limits of the underground society, it slipped until now, in July.

I can't hold on any longer.

Central officials couldn't hold on, the powerful and influential in Shengjing couldn't hold on, and even Murong Qizhen couldn't hold on.

Every day, the moment you open your eyes, you may face a deadly charge of hundreds or even thousands of assassins, and among them are extraordinary individuals, each with formidable strength. Who can withstand that?

Murong Qizhen.

A dignified emperor.

He had no choice but to submit to a prisoner.

humiliation.

What a shame.

But they could only endure the humiliation and hardship.

Zuo Jing enjoyed watching him look so frustrated, wanting to kill him but not daring to. He smiled and asked the first question: "What is your strength? What are your trump cards? And what is the strength of the old eunuch beside you? What are his trump cards?"

"..."

Murong Qizhen raised an eyebrow.

Who asks questions so directly?

The reason why a card is called a card is because it is not known to others; if others knew it, it would be called an "open card".

His mind raced, trying to figure out how to fool him.

Zuo Jing, with his foresight, kindly reminded everyone: "Telling one lie will make you swallow a thousand needles. I am not responsible for the final consequences."

Murong Qizhen didn't take it seriously at all.

'When I reveal my strength, when I use my trump card, it means the underground negotiations have broken down, and it's time for me to take action personally. What do I care about the consequences then?'

'But as long as it doesn't come to that, even if I lie, how can that person know I'm lying if it can't be verified?'

Murong Qizhen's thoughts raced, and he immediately understood.

At this time.

Zuo Jing suddenly said, "The emperor stays, old eunuch. You go to Shengjing City from the West Garden. There are high-ranking members of my underground society outside Xizhimen. After you go there, he will ask you the same questions. If your answer is inconsistent with the emperor's, hmph!"

"..."

"..."

Murong Qizhen and the old eunuch exchanged a glance, and this time they were truly shocked.

It's normal for underground meetings to plan their follow-up actions in advance.

But when it comes to specific questions, this chief steward, who had been in the imperial prison for four months, isolated from the world, actually had corresponding measures taken.

This, this, this!
Thinking about it!
Murong Qizhen felt that every step from March onwards was premeditated, and that they had known all along that they could subdue the imperial court.

Right.

With so many fearless assassins, who could they possibly defeat?
Murong Qizhen was about to speak when the chief eunuch of the underground society barked again: "Don't speak! Don't communicate! No eye contact! Old eunuch, turn around and leave. The emperor, stay here facing me. No whispering!"

"..."

"..."

For a moment, Murong Qizhen felt as if he had returned to his childhood, back to the time when he was in class with the other princes.

They're whispering to each other!
Murong Qizhen's face darkened, and he couldn't speak.

The old eunuch was also stunned. Without the emperor's instructions, he didn't know whether he should listen to Zuo Jing and leave or stay.

for a while.

Stay awkward.

Zuo Jing, ever the understanding one, came to their rescue: "Here's what we'll do. I'll count to three. If the emperor doesn't say anything, I'll take that as his agreement. Old eunuch, you'd better hurry to Xizhimen. If you're late, I won't stand for it!"

"Three two one!"

"it is good!"

"The Emperor has no objection, old eunuch, hurry up and go."

It's ridiculous.

It was very humiliating.

But Murong Qizhen didn't dare to say anything.

The old eunuch understood and turned to leave, but he was clearly a master, and his footsteps were exceptionally clear in the prison.

"Dishonest!"

"You're not being honest!"

Zuo Jing shouted, "Old eunuch, stop going! You son of a bitch, do you think I wouldn't know you were sending signals with your footsteps? You think I'm a fool? I'm done playing! Just wait and see, I'll wipe out all those court officials in the underworld and completely destroy your Murong family's empire!"

Zuo Jing suddenly turned hostile.

The old eunuch stopped abruptly, his face turning extremely grim.

Murong Qizhen finally couldn't hold back any longer: "We're all adults, stop making trouble!"

Straight bitch!
You're even accusing me first?!

Zuo Jing sneered. He never relied on words; empty talk was the least interesting thing. If he was going to fight, he would fight for real.

There are so many corrupt and lawless officials in the imperial court that it's impossible to kill them all.

Continue the investigation, continue the killing.

The dog emperor is dishonest.

Then let's extend it for another month.

……

(End of this chapter)