Chapter 85 Highlight Moment! [Please order 5k large chapters for the first time]
East Palace.
Wang Qianzhi was still lying on the ground, motionless, and blood gradually spread on the ground.
However, the eyes of the fat prince and the fourth prince Wang Yuanhao never stopped on him.
Both of them looked nervously at Zeng Anmin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"We can't wait any longer. Hurry up and get the spirit stone to open the curtain."
Wang Yuanhao had a gloomy face and his tone was a little nervous:
"If the curtain is not opened again, his soul may be damaged!!"
The prince took a deep breath, and a calm look appeared on the chubby face:
"I know."
After saying that, he ordered someone to move a big box out of the house.
After opening the box, the two young eunuchs quickly took out pieces of stones that exuded an inexplicable halo.
"Click~"
"Click~"
Stones were stuffed piece by piece into some grooves in the courtyard.
"Buzz~"
With the last spiritual stone inlaid.
The giant green net in the courtyard suddenly penetrated Zeng Anmin's sea of consciousness.
"Chirp!!"
After a moment, green light emitted from Zeng Anmin's head.
Those green lights regrouped and turned into a huge scroll that slowly unfolded.
Above the scroll is an extremely familiar scene.
It is this scene in the East Palace.
When the prince saw the scene in the East Palace, his face was slightly shocked and he watched silently.
"There is no trace of the phantom array assessment. What it is exactly, I can only watch quietly."
The fourth prince Wang Yuanhao looked at the scene in the scroll with interest.
Since it is the assessment of the East Palace.
Natural scenes all start with the East Palace.
The magic array will only block the memory about the assessment.
Therefore, those who participated in the assessment did not know that they were in an illusory formation.
"Wow~"
There was a sound of footsteps, and not long after, a dozen officials were seen entering the courtyard surrounded by Emperor Jianhong.
"I have met my father."
Seeing Emperor Jianhong, the two of them did not hesitate at all, showed respect and saluted together.
The fourth prince Wang Yuanhao put away his laziness on his face.
"No gift."
Emperor Jianhong had no expression on his face and glanced at Wang Qianzhi who was lying on the ground. He said nothing and waited quietly for the two men to give him an answer.
The little fat prince said respectfully: "Today, my son and my fourth brother wanted to discuss academics, so they invited Quan Fu and Ruoshui to come. It's just that Quan Fu is new here and doesn't know the mystery of the East Palace..."
He paused and continued:
"If Shui stumbles over a blue brick and accidentally touches the illusion array..."
After saying this, everyone understood.
Zeng Shilin instantly narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Qianzhi, who was lying on the ground bleeding.
In those eyes, the murderous intent flashed away.
"Why don't you call the doctor quickly?"
King Qi gave a loud roar and appeared next to the unconscious Wang Qianzhi in an instant, holding him in his arms.
The little eunuchs suddenly woke up and hurriedly called the imperial doctor.
……
Jianhong just frowned slightly and didn't say much.
He looked towards the huge scroll suspended in the air.
Most of all officials are civilian officials.
None of them paid much attention to Wang Qianzhi's coma, and just looked into the air.
The scroll scene slowly unfolds, and the scene of the East Palace appears in front of you.
In this scene, a figure slowly opened his eyes.
The owner of this figure is none other than Zeng Anmin.
"Asleep?"
Zeng Anmin in the scroll slowly sat up from the bed, opened his eyes, looked at everything around him, frowned and muttered to himself.
I saw the setting sun by the window.
He glanced at his golden finger panel from the corner of his eye.
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His memory is not blocked.
He clearly knew that he was in the illusion array.
This feeling is amazing.
It's like knowing you are dreaming when you are dreaming.
He didn't know what the assessment was, so he could only wait patiently.
"Are you awake?"
A voice sounded.
Zeng Anmin turned around and saw the little fat prince lifting the curtain of the wooden door and walking towards him with a smile.
"I have met the prince."
Zeng Anmin saluted with an apologetic look on his face:
"Maybe I was too tired and fell asleep. I'm rude, please forgive me."
"No courtesy, I understand."
There was a gentle smile on the prince's round, fat face.
The prince in the illusion formation.
Will it feel tactile to the touch?
An inexplicable curiosity emerged in Zeng Anmin's heart.
But he suppressed it.
Outside the illusion formation, there are eyes looking at me!
They must not be allowed to see that their memories are not blocked.
"Is it urgent, Quan Fu? I have some questions to ask you."
The little fat prince sat next to Zeng Anmin without any airs.
The two are like friends.
He can be considered a true courtesy corporal.
"Is it really inappropriate to ask for advice? Let's discuss it together and make progress together."
Zeng Anmin waved his hand modestly.
At the same time, doubts arose in my heart.
That's it? ?
The assessment won't just sit here and ask me questions and I will answer them, right?
Then what are you doing with this phantom formation? Isn't it unnecessary?
However, the prince was about to speak.
His chubby face was shining red as if illuminated by the setting sun.
What's going on?
Zeng Anmin looked out the window subconsciously.
Then he saw flames soaring into the sky in the distance outside the window.
“Bang bang bang!!”
The sound of countless horse hooves sounded.
"Your Highness, it's not good! Run!!!"
A little eunuch with a pale face ran all the way into the house from outside the courtyard and knelt down directly on the ground with a "pop" sound:
"The rebel army of King Qing has invaded the imperial city..."
After saying that, he lay straight on the ground and made a "bang" sound.
Revealing the bloody back.
A steel knife was inserted into the back of his heart, and blood spilled all over the ground.
"Ah!!"
The little fat prince screamed, his face extremely pale.
He ignored Zeng Anmin and stood up alone in shock.
Looking out through the darkness...
In addition to the firelight outside the window, there are countless soldiers on horseback burning, killing and looting...
Zeng Anmin already understood.
So this is the content of the phantom formation assessment? !
He slowly squatted down and reached out to gently touch the dead eunuch's back.
The touch of blood is just like the real scene.
What a real illusion.
Even though I was surprised.
Zeng Anmin's face remained calm. He raised his head and looked at the prince by the window:
"Your Highness, this eunuch is..."
The prince was already a little panicked and looked out the window helplessly, not even hearing Zeng Anmin's voice.
"Your Highness!"
Zeng Anmin's voice suddenly expanded.
The little fat prince suddenly became excited and looked at Zeng Anmin in panic.
"Is this eunuch trustworthy?" Zeng Anmin looked solemn.
"He...he is my personal eunuch. He has been with me for more than ten years. He is the most loyal and reliable." The prince became incoherent as he spoke.
"This..."
Zeng Anmin frowned deeply and said in a deep voice:
"Since it is credible, then what he said should be true. Maybe... the imperial city has really been breached."
"No...impossible...the Holy Imperial City is extremely strong..."
The prince is still a master of six gods.
"Who would act like this with His Highness at this time?"
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard a "bang" and the wall of the courtyard collapsed.
Through the collapsed wall, nearly a hundred knights on horseback could be seen holding long knives and shouting:
“Don’t let Wang Yuanzhen go!!”
"Whoever captures Wang Yuanzhen will be rewarded with ten thousand gold!!! Marquis!!"
"None of the remnants of Jianhong can be let go!!"
Among their shouts, there were many tragic deaths of eunuchs and palace maids.
The entire palace is like purgatory on earth! !
The voices of those soldiers were extremely rough and real.
"Ah!! This..."
The little fat prince in the room could no longer hold on.
Sitting on the ground, his face was pale and trembling: "It's over...it's over..."
Zeng Anmin was relieved.
He already knows what this assessment is about! !
With a solemn look on his face, he walked towards the dead eunuch, reached out to hold the handle of the knife on the corpse, and pulled it out hard!
"Chi~"
Blood splattered on his face.
Zeng Anmin held the knife and walked towards the little fat prince step by step.
"You...what are you going to do...?"
The little fat prince looked at Zeng Anmin, whose face was covered in blood, with a look of horror on his face.
…………
Outside the phantom array.
The little fat prince rubbed his sore neck.
Compared with Zeng Anmin's actions, he was more concerned about "his" somewhat unbearable performance in the illusion formation...
The fourth prince on the side shook his head lazily, looking disappointed.
Everyone who saw the scene in the scroll took a breath.
"Zeng Anmin...won't kill the prince and surrender to the enemy to receive the reward, right?"
Of course, no one dared to say this, but everyone was staring at the scene in the scroll.
Emperor Jianhong's expression became even more gloomy.
He stared at the scene in the illusion array without blinking.
The magic array blocks the examiner's memory.
Encountering this kind of situation is the most testing time for a person's character.
If Zeng Anmin slashed with this sword, it would not be the prince in the illusion formation.
But his official career in reality! !
"Hmph! Surrender to the villain."
Only King Qi sneered and said a few words.
At the scene, only Zeng Shilin did not move at all, like a sculpture, his eyes fixed on the scroll. Under the sleeves, my nails were even pressed into my flesh by my father.
…………
In the illusion array.
Zeng Anmin had no expression on his face and slowly raised his knife towards the little fat prince.
"Shua!!"
The knife fell with a cold glow.
Strands of the little fat prince's hair fell to the ground.
"This..."
The little fat prince looked at Zeng Anmin in front of him in confusion.
"Shave all your hair and change clothes with me! Hurry!!"
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Zeng Anmin threw the knife in his hand to the ground with a "snap" sound, his face expressionless.
As he spoke, he quickly took off his clothes.
…………
Outside the phantom array.
Everyone stopped moving in response to Zeng Anmin's movement and these words.
Everyone present was a smart person. How could they not see what Zeng Anmin was thinking? ?
This is to die for the prince! ! !
The little fat prince's face turned red.
Looking at Zeng Anmin in the illusion formation, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and even his lips were trembling.
He has seen many people come for assessment, but none of them is like Zeng Anmin!
The laziness in the fourth prince was no longer visible. He stared at the prince beside him, his face even twisted with jealousy.
Emperor Jianhong's face was no longer as gloomy as before, and there was even a trace of curvature at the corner of his mouth.
The smile on King Qi's face froze, and his body became a little tense.
The clenched fists under dad's sleeves suddenly unclenched, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
This guy...acts really well.
The remaining officials also held their breath.
The entire courtyard was eerily quiet.
No one made a sound.
…………
In the illusion array.
"This..."
The prince on the ground was at a loss. He hesitated and shook his head:
"No, I can't abandon you..."
"Crack!!"
Zeng Anmin slapped him directly in the face.
The little fat prince was even more confused.
Then came the voice of Zeng Anmin who hated the fact that iron cannot become steel:
"How long has it been! Are you still hesitating here??! His Highness has no choice but to escape now! Escape!! Wait for action! Call on the world to punish King Qing for his rebellion, so that he can be worthy of my wishes!! ”
"Hurry!!!"
Without any explanation, Zeng Anmin began to take off the little fat prince's clothes.
……
"This is the East Palace!"
"Search! If you find Prince Wang Yuanzhen, reward!!!"
"If you dare to let Prince Wang Yuanzhen escape today, you will all die!!"
A burst of noisy sounds rang in Zeng Anmin's ears.
The sound of horse hooves is getting closer.
Coming!
Zeng Anmin knew that next was the time to really show off his acting skills.
After hearing the sound, his expression suddenly changed.
He quickly put on the prince's clothes and headed towards the door without looking back.
A word for the little fat prince:
"Disguise yourself as a monk and run as far as you can. If the uprising succeeds in the future, burn more paper money for me!"
After saying that, the door was closed by him with a "pop" sound.
Countless eunuchs and maids ran towards the rear in panic.
It formed a flow of people like a long river.
Some people even threw away all the jewelry they grabbed in order to run faster.
There was only Zeng Anmin, alone.
Go against the flow of people and walk in the direction of the fire.
He knew that there was a dead end ahead.
But he still walked step by step with an expressionless face.
He looked calm and died generously! !
The prince's panlong robe didn't fit him well.
But at this time, he looked more like a prince than a real prince!
"I am Wang Yuanzhen!"
Zeng Anmin shouted, attracting the attention of the rebels.
Sure enough, after seeing the Panlong robe on his body, a dozen knights quickly came towards him.
Zeng Anmin suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he was caught in the hand of the leading knight, and followed the horse quickly towards the distance.
Not long after, he saw a middle-aged man in golden armor.
The man looked like a bear, and his face was indifferent.
He doesn't look like a prince, but more like a farmer from the banker's field.
Behind the man is an endless army.
He was ready to go and his body was full of murderous aura.
"His Royal Highness Prince Qing, this person is the Crown Prince Wang Yuanzhen."
The knight dismounted and threw him to the ground.
Salute respectfully to the middle-aged man.
"Oh?" When King Qing heard this, he looked at Zeng Anmin on the ground.
Zeng Anmin arranged his clothes unhurriedly, stood up from the ground, looked at Prince Qing without any sign of weakness, and said in a cold voice:
"The leader of the rebels, King Qing."
"Bold!!"
The knight next to him glared at Zeng Anmin.
"He is not Wang Yuanzhen!"
Unexpectedly, after King Qing saw Zeng Anmin's face, his expression suddenly darkened and he was extremely sure:
"You idiots!! Wang Yuanzhen is fat!! Don't you have eyes when you arrest people?!!"
"This..."
The expressions of the knights all changed.
"Who are you? Where is Wang Yuanzhen?!"
King Qing stared at Zeng Anmin.
In fact, Zeng Anmin somewhat admired his acting skills.
It's really not easy to do this without laughing.
"Hoo."
He sneered on his face. After arranging his clothes, he slowly raised his head and replied without looking at King Qing:
"Does a mere rebel deserve to know someone's name?"
"Don't tell?"
Prince Qing's voice was extremely cold and he stepped aside.
He asked a group of trembling officials behind him:
"Who recognizes him?"
Someone weakly stood up and pointed out:
"King Huiqing, he is Zeng Shilin's only son, Zeng Anmin."
Zeng Anmin immediately glared at him and gritted his teeth:
"Dog thieves!! Eat everything inside and out!!!"
The officials lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at him.
In silence.
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer.
"Da da da~"
A figure of a knight appeared, and there was a "bang" sound.
A figure was thrown to the ground.
It was the prince wearing Zeng Anmin's clothes.
……
The two looked at each other in silence.
The hair on the little fat prince's head was patchy and looked extremely funny.
Zeng Anmin couldn't help but want to laugh.
But he secretly pinched his thigh hard, with a look of horror on his face: "Your Highness, what's going on?!"
"Alas."
The little fat prince sighed and said nothing.
Zeng Anmin's face was ashen.
"Haha."
Prince Qing walked up to Zeng Anmin unhurriedly and looked at him with a smile:
"Zeng Anmin, I have heard for a long time that you are an outstanding poet. If you can compose a poem within seven steps in this scene, I will consider letting the prince Wang Yuanzhen go."
After hearing what Prince Qing said, Zeng Anmin looked towards the little fat prince.
The innocent eyes of the little fat prince touched his.
"Hahahaha!!!"
Zeng Anmin laughed out loud subconsciously, and secretly screamed after laughing.
Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, an idea occurred to him and he continued to laugh wildly.
While laughing, he turned his body and turned his back on Prince Qing.
"Why are you laughing?!"
King Qing looked gloomy.
Zeng Anmin snorted coldly, closed his eyes and faced the direction of the prince.
The cold voice slowly sounded in everyone's ears:
"How can I die facing the north when my lord is in the south?"
For a moment, everyone was silent.
…………
Outside the phantom array.
Except my father secretly reached out and pinched his thigh.
No one could make a sound.
The little fat prince's lips trembled as he looked at Zeng Anmin's unruly tone in the illusion formation.
His eyes were red, and his voice was choked:
"Immortal minister!! What a blessing for my Great Holy Dynasty!!!"
"Immortal minister! What a blessing to my Great Holy Dynasty!!"
The fourth prince's face became more and more twisted with jealousy.
He looked at Zeng Anmin in the scroll as if he were looking at a peerless beauty.
There is only one thought in my mind: I want him! I want him! !
"Whoa!!" Following the phantom formation, King Qing struck down with his sword.
The scroll suspended in the air suddenly disappeared.
All the cyan light was gone.
In the courtyard.
Zeng Anmin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes "at a loss".
When he saw Emperor Jianhong, he quickly stood up and saluted:
"Uh... I've met His Majesty..."
"Hurry up and get free gifts!"
Emperor Jianhong looked at Zeng Anmin in front of him with a smile on his face.
Obviously, Zeng Anmin's performance in the phantom formation today hit his heart.
Suddenly, among the officials, an old figure slowly came to Emperor Jianhong.
After giving him a deep salute, his voice could not suppress the excitement:
"Your Majesty, our Jingzhao Mansion is still short of a censor!! Zeng Anmin is knowledgeable and has excellent character. He will definitely be qualified for the job! I sincerely ask your Majesty to allow it!!"
Hear his words.
Everyone in the venue turned green when they looked at Zeng Anmin! !
"Your Majesty, there is also a vacancy in our Ministry of Rites. It would be a pity that this talented man who once settled Confucianism and Taoism could not join our Ministry of Rites!"
"Don't believe them, Your Majesty, Zeng Anmin should join the army if he is of such flesh and blood. Our Xiaowei camp still lacks a sacrificial wine..."
(End of chapter)