Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 303 Whatever the young master needs, Daxing can provide it to him.
"died?"

Lin Jiang frowned.

He still remembered that when he had previously struggled with the eldest prince, the latter was full of energy and vitality.

How could he die so quickly?

"When we caught the First Prince's star, we discovered that he was already dead, and even his skin and flesh had begun to rot, as if he had been dead for a long time," the Imperial Advisor said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang understood.

The eldest prince has probably already died; what was being manipulated back then was merely a corpse.

If the soap bubble hadn't been so powerful, the eldest prince wouldn't have been able to display such strength.

And when the soap bubble disappeared, the eldest prince naturally vanished as well.

"Unfortunately, this means we have no way of knowing how he was possessed by that bubble," Lin Jiang sighed softly.

“We have already captured Yu Wenyun,” the Grand Preceptor said, “but he is highly skilled in Taoism and carries the aura of calamity. He is very stubborn now, and it is really difficult to extract that memory from his three souls and seven spirits.”

"Yu Wenyun?"

"It's the one who used to follow the First Prince around, always with a wide-eyed smile."

"Oh." Lin Jiang suddenly realized.

The person's eyes were very distinctive; they were round and didn't look very human.

The fact that he was praised by the Imperial Preceptor as having extremely high Taoist cultivation shows that his Taoist cultivation was indeed quite high.

"I think maybe I can go and give it a try."

Upon hearing Lin Jiang's words, the Imperial Advisor first looked him up and down: "No rush, but how are you feeling?" Lin Jiang waved his arm: "I'm fine, I just had a long nap and I feel great now."

“There’s no rush.” The Imperial Advisor shook his head again. “Actually, there are some things I’d like to discuss with you, young master.”

At this point, the Imperial Advisor also stood up and suddenly bowed solemnly to Lin Jiang.

Not only the Grand Preceptor, but also the Dharma Ancestor and the Cultural Ancestor bowed in the direction of Linjiang.

This left Lin Jiang somewhat at a loss.

He hurriedly stood up, about to return the greeting with clasped hands, when he heard the Imperial Preceptor say:

"If it weren't for your help, young master, Daxing would have been doomed. As the three of us who are protectors of Daxing, it is only right that we pay our respects to you. We hope you will not refuse."

After hearing this, Lin Jiang remained motionless and accepted the bow.

After that, a gentle smile appeared on the Grand Preceptor's face, and he clapped his hands lightly, instantly creating an octagonal table in the room.

The table was laden with mouthwatering delicacies, clearly an invitation for Lin Jiang to enjoy them together.

However, Lin Jiang was still wearing a white shirt, and he felt that it would be unrefined to sit down like this, so he wanted to get out of bed and change his clothes.

Just then, Lin Jiang noticed some clothes hanging on a clothes rack not far away. He was about to take them himself when a palace maid rushed in from outside the palace.

Without giving Lin Jiang any chance to be polite, the palace maids skillfully took off his clothes and carefully helped him change.

Lin Jiang examined the clothes and found that the material was of good quality, just like the blue robe that Boss Guo had given him in the past. He then gently pulled on it to test its toughness.

Indeed, it was firmly secured and completely undamaged.

The Imperial Preceptor, seeing this, explained to Lin Jiang with a smile:

"This garment is made from a piece of precious cloth from Daxing. Although it is not a priceless treasure, it is sturdy and durable. Unless you encounter a master swordsman like Fang Changqing, you need not worry about your clothes being damaged."

Lin Jiang chuckled twice.

For some reason, when the Imperial Advisor said those words, he felt as if the garment had been sentenced to death.

I hope everything is alright.

After getting dressed, Lin Jiang finally sat down at the table.

Looking at the banquet on the table, he didn't pick up his chopsticks first, but instead looked at the three people in front of him.

As expected, the Imperial Advisor was the first to raise his wine cup and said:
"I haven't introduced myself yet, so I suppose you only know me as the Grand Preceptor of Daxing, but not my real name. My surname is Wang, my given name is Yunian, and my courtesy name is Qingzhi. I have been cultivating for many years and have grown many years older, but I have gained a lot of Taoist skills in vain. I have held this position of Grand Preceptor of Daxing for a long time and have been protecting Daxing ever since."

"These two are my colleagues: Hao Dazhuang, who is in charge of the Daxing Dharma Gate, and Zhuang Lian, who practices the Daxing Literature. I suppose you have met them before, young master."

When the Dharma Master heard the National Preceptor call his name, his expression changed drastically:
"I've already told you! My name is Li Yunwen!"

“A person’s name is given to him by his parents. Dazhuang, you’d better not say it.”

The monk's forehead veins bulged, his beard almost flew up, and he angrily rolled up his sleeves and threw a punch straight at the Grand Preceptor, but the Grand Preceptor easily blocked it with his sleeve.

The Dharma Master was furious and helpless, so he had no choice but to sit down and drink again in a huff.

Now that Lin Jiang knew the names of the three protectors in the capital, his gaze lingered on Dharma Ancestor Hao Dazhuang for a moment longer.

This name... sounds quite down-to-earth.

I should be able to have a lot in common with Chen Dajiang.

Fazhu noticed Lin Jiang's gaze and sighed, "I am a farmer's child."

“Farmers’ children are good,” Lin Jiang said. “If they can’t even farm, they probably can’t write any good laws.”

Upon hearing this, the Dharma Master's eyes flickered slightly, and he subconsciously glanced at Lin Jiang a couple more times:

“It is rare to find someone with such insight as you, young master. Many of my disciples still fail to grasp the true meaning of the Dharma, which is truly a headache.”

Lin Jiang recalled several news articles he had seen in his previous life, and gave a helpless, bitter smile:
“It is ultimately inappropriate for those who study the rules to be completely unaware of the suffering of the people.”

"That makes sense." The Dharma Master's expression softened noticeably.

Lin Jiang could see that the Dharma Ancestor's words, which initially carried a hint of wariness, had now dissipated considerably.

His melancholy expression was now clearly fixed solely on the Imperial Preceptor. The Imperial Preceptor feigned ignorance, instead picking up the wine pot from the table, pouring the fine wine into the luminous cup before him, then raising it with both hands and sincerely bowing to Lin Jiang:

"I have never seen such a method of subduing calamities so easily in my many years of travel. I just wonder if this wonderful method can be promoted?"

At this point, he immediately added:
"Of course, Da Xing has no intention of taking your wonderful methods for nothing. Within the treasure vault, whatever you desire, you may take without fear; whatever you wish for, you need only ask. I imagine that even if you wish for one, two, or three maids to serve you, she would not refuse."

Lin Jiang's lips twitched: "Why don't you find someone else?"

“It is truly rare to find a beautiful woman with no family background; there is only one like her,” the Imperial Advisor said. “She was even a child, and she died because she wanted to consummate her marriage with him.”

Lin Jiang: "?"

Hey, you old bald guy.

King Munjo sighed:

"When this old bald man gets nervous, he tends to speak more recklessly, and that's exactly what happened today."

Lin Jiang's lips twitched involuntarily, and he sighed deeply:

“It’s not that I’m unwilling, but because of my special circumstances, this supreme method is indeed impossible to pass on to others.”

Lin Jiang also knew that the entire coffin was covered with red dots, and it would be quite difficult for him to clean them all off by himself.

If he had a group of trusted experts who also mastered this wonderful method, he would naturally be able to save a lot of effort.

Unfortunately, the magical little golden man and the magnificent palace are one of a kind, and he really has nothing to say about them.

"Is it really... that there's absolutely no way to help?" Although the Grand Preceptor's face remained unchanged, Lin Jiang could already hear a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Not really," Lin Jiang pondered for a moment, then said, "I will soon set off for the ends of the earth, where there are some means to quell the calamities. If I am fortunate enough to retrieve them, perhaps I can avert this disaster that is wreaking havoc on the world."

"The ends of the earth..." The Imperial Advisor pondered the place name twice on his tongue. "In the past, when the Great Xing Dynasty was measuring the vastness of this world, it sent several teams to explore the ends of the earth. Among them were your grandfather and grandson Zhong."

"Grandpa Sun mentioned this to me before."

"Young master, on your journey to the ends of the earth, would you like to send a large force to accompany you?"

"That's not necessary. A few close friends and a few good horses are enough."

The journey to the ends of the earth is long and arduous, and unexpected events are bound to happen. Moreover, he also needs to go to Lan Ke's place to investigate the situation of Dengxian Mountain.

If someone in the team is not capable enough, they are more likely to become a burden.

Those with exceptional skills are mostly not likely to leave the capital.

Lin Jiang trusted several of them, and he would naturally inquire about them before leaving.

"If you need any assistance from Daxing, we will do our utmost to help."

“In that case, I will certainly not be polite.”

As the conversation and laughter subsided, Lin Jiang glanced at the Imperial Advisor once more.

He sensed that the Imperial Preceptor seemed to have something left unsaid, as if he still had something to say.

"Does the Imperial Preceptor have something else to say?"

The Imperial Advisor paused for a moment, a clear look of hesitation appearing on his face.

Lin Jiang remained calm and composed, picking up his chopsticks and savoring the dishes on the table.

After the emperor had tasted about half of the dishes on the plate, the imperial advisor finally spoke:
“I do have something I wish to entrust to you, sir.”

"please say."

"But this matter cannot be discussed in detail."

Lin Jiang was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was going on.

The Imperial Advisor is referring to the Emperor.

The Emperor of Daxing is currently in a somewhat special state, so it's impossible to discuss it in detail. Although Lin Jiang was very curious, he knew that someone like the Imperial Advisor would not do anything pointless; if he couldn't say it, he really couldn't say it.

"Then what should I do?"

"This afternoon, I would like to trouble you to come with us to the Ministry of Justice. I would like to ask you to try to resolve the calamity befalling Yu Wenyun."

"it is good."

Having heard this, Lin Jiang roughly understood.

It's likely that the emperor's misfortunes are related to calamities.

"And then..." The Grand Preceptor's expression turned serious as he spoke: "Young Master may make his own assessment, but you must never voice any of your guesses."

Seeing the Grand Preceptor's expression, Lin Jiang nodded solemnly.

As for this, the Imperial Advisor's smile returned:

"After saying so much, the food in front of us has gotten cold. Young master, please try it. Many dishes taste better when they are hot."

"Then I certainly won't be polite."

……

After a satisfying meal, the three imperial advisors departed.

The turmoil in the capital had just ended, and the three of them still had many things to deal with. They would not come until the afternoon to take Lin Jiang to the Ministry of Justice dungeon.

Meanwhile, Lin Jiang had searched around outside and asked a few people. He quickly found the little guy he was looking for.

Little Ginseng was sitting on a stone slab in the palace, resting his chin on his hands, looking at the sky with some worry.

(End of this chapter)