Chapter 727 The Late Emperor
In reality, Fu Qingzhou slowly opened his eyes.
He rubbed his brows, looking helpless.
"How?" Baihe Zhenren narrowed his eyes at the side: "Who is it?"
"Many people."
Fu Qingzhou did not raise his head, but said softly: "There are many people."
Seeing that he spoke vaguely, Master Jingming frowned slightly: "With Qing Jiangzi's level, he should be able to see the most important people. Could it be that you haven't seen it?"
"Yes."
Fu Qingzhou sighed softly: "But...it's hard to say."
"What's so hard to say. ?" Master Bai He also frowned: "It's just the head of the family or the prince. You have the support of the emperor and Mingjian Pavilion, so what do you have to fear?"
"It's not fear..."
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head and said helplessly: "Hey, I really can't say. How about I go out first and talk to you later?"
This What he said was a bit rogue, and even Qiu Chan felt it was inappropriate, so she tried to persuade him: "Qingzhou, this is a big deal after all. You can't be ambiguous."
"Fu Qingzhou, I'll tell you the truth. "
Master Baihe said lightly: "Whether I, Ziqi Xianfengguan, or other sects in Jianghu, such as Wandu Mountain, Evergreen Escort Agency, etc., are willing to follow you, it is just because of you. We have the emperor and Mingjian Pavilion at our back, so no matter who the opponent is, we can follow you with our heads up.”
"Although we are practitioners, we are also laypeople."
She said leisurely: "To put it bluntly, there is Ning Baimei and Hong Ruohai in Dayan Jiangshan, and there is Huikong in the righteous path of the cultivation world... plus Go up to your unreliable uncle Qing Songzi. With just the four of them, it is not an exaggeration to say that they can dominate the world. No enemy can make waves, but..."
"Now, you His attitude made Pindao suspicious. "
Bai He narrowed his eyes: "Before, you were not afraid of any opponent, but now you are hesitant. Don't tell me that the person we want to deal with is Ning Baimei. , Hong Ruohai and the others?"
"Stop it..." Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly: "Senior, you are getting more and more outrageous. How is this possible?"
There was still some doubt in Baihe's eyes.
"It's just that this matter is a bit complicated. I don't know how to tell you."
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head: "So I want to go for a walk to calm down my mind."
Master Baihe was about to speak, but Master Jingming on the side spoke first: "If you want to go, just go."
Fu Qingzhou, as if he had been granted amnesty, cupped his hands and hurriedly opened the door and left.
Master Baihe curled his lips, sat down aside, and turned to Qiu Chan: "Xiaochan, tell me, what is your man thinking about?"
"What about my man?"
Qiu Chan Chan's eyes widened: "We are innocent! Master, please pay attention to what you say!"
"Yes, yes, we are innocent." Master Baihe sneered: "So, what do you think he is thinking? "
After Qiu Chan pondered for a moment, he slowly said: "I don't know."
Master Shirakawa rolled his eyes fiercely.
Qiu Chan said with a smile: "Okay Master, if he wants to say it, he will always say it. Let's deal with the immediate matters first, right?"
As she said that, she looked at the person on the ground. Qingjiangzi: "How should we deal with him?"
"Humph, leave it to Pindao." Master Jingming said coldly: "Although we have already left the True Immortal Palace,... the one who cleans up the house Things may not be impossible.”
When she heard about cleaning up the house, her beautiful eyes flashed with excitement: “Together!”
Master Jingming smiled slightly, did not refuse, and nodded. The two of them, one after the other, picked up the cocoon of Qingjiangzi who was still in a coma, turned into a gust of wind, knocked open the window, and disappeared.
In the room, Qiu Chan blinked, walked to the door, looked at the direction where Fu Qingzhou disappeared, and bit her lip.
"What can make him upset has nothing to do with his friends, right?"
......
The roof of a tall building somewhere in the capital city of Shu.
Zhao Hao was sitting here alone, looking up at the bright moon, with a calm expression, and an empty wine jar spinning in his hand.
“Why are you drinking alone?”
At this time, a voice came from behind him.
Zhao Hao didn't look back, but had a bored look on his face, and curled his lips and said, "What are you doing here?" The person who came was naturally Fu Qingzhou.
He sat down next to Zhao Hao, handed over his hand, and then handed him a jar of wine: "Let's go together."
"What's wrong?" Zhao Hao sneered: "Keep secrets from me when doing big things. , and now you are showing courtesy again? Special Envoy Fu, you are afraid that you have found some evidence of the Xishuo Palace?"
Fu Qingzhou was silent.
"Huh? No, please speak clearly!"
Seeing him like this, Zhao Hao panicked: "Did you really find out?!"
"Not entirely."
After hesitating for a moment, Fu Qingzhou asked: "Do you know what kind of person the late emperor was? And how did he... die?"
"The late emperor was ?" Zhao Hao was startled: "Why did you ask the late emperor?"
"Because I thought about it and felt something strange."
There was no special emotion on Fu Qingzhou's face. , said calmly: "Before, I knew that the late emperor passed away due to a sudden illness, and later I heard that when Ning Baimei took office, the late emperor was already old and died within a few years... Therefore, he later helped the current emperor. .”
As he spoke, there was a trace of doubt on his face: "But...how old was the emperor at that time? Was the emperor born at the same age as the late emperor?"
Zhao Hao raised his eyebrows: "You didn't turn it over? Pass the Imperial Secret Scroll in Mingjian Pavilion?”
“Huh?”
Fu Qingzhou was startled: “Should I read it?”
“Normally, Someone of your level must have passed it." Zhao Haopi smiled and said, "But I guess you don't have time to see it."
Fu Qingzhou winked and said, "Stop being so secretive and tell me quickly."
"The late emperor was only thirty-four years old when he died." Zhao Hao said leisurely.
Fu Qingzhou was surprised: "Thirty-four years old!? Then why do you say you are old?"
"I told you, I am sick."
Zhao Hao sighed: " In the last few years of the late emperor's life, he grew older every day. In just two or three years, he felt like he had aged thirty or forty years..."
Fu Qingzhou was stunned.
"Anyway, his illness is very serious, and my father has tried countless methods for him, but none of them work... The Master Xiangjian personally took action and the result was the same. In the end, no one even found the reason. "
Zhao Hao looked at the night sky in the distance and shrugged: "The late emperor is in very bad health, and he only has one heir left."
As he said that, he turned to Fu Qingzhou, confused. Said: "Why do you ask these questions?"
"I am very curious about one thing."
Fu Qingzhou scratched his head and said, "Did your father have a very good relationship with the late emperor?"
"That's for sure." Zhao Hao said calmly: "There were many brothers in their generation, and they made trouble when they were fighting for the throne. A lot of things have happened... This is because of your special status. I dare to tell you. At that time, the late emperor only came to power with the help of my father, so the relationship between the two brothers is very good. "
"When the late emperor passed away... my father was sad for a long, long time."
He spread his hands: "It was only when the late emperor became seriously ill that my father became extremely concerned about spiritual practice. This habit continues to this day. , maybe you are afraid that similar things will happen to people around you, right?"
Fu Qingzhou sighed lightly.
The doubts in Zhao Hao's eyes were still not resolved at all.
"There is another question."
Fu Qingzhou asked again: "Do you know what kind of person the late emperor was?"
"Let him..." Zhao Haonao Scratching his head: "I have heard my father mention it a lot, saying that he was an extremely talented and strategic king. However, my father also occasionally criticized the late emperor's methods of doing things. He thought that the late emperor sometimes acted out of touch and lost the courtesy of the emperor."
"That..."
Fu Qingzhou asked tentatively: "Did the late emperor leave any legacy before his death?"
Zhao Hao couldn't stand it any longer: "No, brother, what on earth do you want to say?"
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"Alas."
Fu Qingzhou said helplessly: "I now suspect that the 'Lord' is the late emperor."
(End of this chapter)
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