Chapter 257 Suddenly a Madman Sharpens His Knife at Night, the Imperial Star Is Swaying High in the Sky! [Supplement 1]

Jinmen, in the quiet garden in the south of the city.

Ziweixing sat at the desk restlessly, with a couplet hanging behind him.

The people are still the same, the country is still the same, why the north and the south.

In short, in general, it is nothing.

This was given to him by an old minister in the past. The meaning is very clear, mocking the Republic of China established by Yuan and Sun, which is nothing but a retrograde and divisive act!

If it weren't for them, how could the Qing Dynasty be destroyed?

However, Ziweixing at this time, he didn't have the heart to appreciate the teacher's talent and writing.

There was no news from the people sent for such a long time.

It made him a little uneasy.

After all, it was just a group of evil demons. Logically speaking, they should have been eliminated long ago.

Just thinking about it.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Ziweixing looked expectantly, but saw a boy servant wearing a coarse cloth and a short brown.

These servants were different from the eunuchs who served in the palace in the past. He bought them from the pawnbrokers at a low price, and one or two dollars was enough.

As for why they were not castrated?

It was not out of mercy.

But the cost of castration was too high.

Today is different from the past. Although he has money by selling the treasures in the palace, there is no need to be extravagant on small things.

He wants to emulate the two ancestors Kangxi and Qianlong and be a saintly and wise ruler!

"Master, this is sent by the queen." After saying this, the servant boy lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the emperor, and cautiously stepped forward to put the food box on the table.

After pulling open the lid on the surface, a bowl of fragrant bird's nest soup appeared.

The servant boy was about to turn around.

An angry voice suddenly sounded.

"You dog slave, why did the soup spill out?!"

"Report to His Majesty!"

Hearing the scolding, the servant boy immediately knelt on the ground and crawled on his stomach, saying: "I was in a hurry just now, and the food box shook, which caused the soup to spill a little."

"Please calm down, master!"

"Humph!"

Zi Weixing snorted coldly, as if he had found an outlet, and said coldly: "You are so clumsy."

"Get out! Take twenty strokes of the cane!"

"Master, servant"

The servant boy was about to beg for mercy, but after noticing the two guards at the door, he immediately left in panic.

And soon, there was a scream from outside.

Zi Weixing's originally uneasy mood gradually calmed down in this scream. This was his way to cool down since he was a child. Only when facing this group of slaves did he feel that he was the supreme emperor and supreme.

As for cruelty?

When he was very young, whether it was the palace maids and eunuchs beside him or the great Confucian scholars who taught him.

Everyone around him told him.

I was born a dragon, with Aixinjueluo blood flowing in my body.

Any words or deeds that are disrespectful to the emperor are disrespectful to heaven. The emperor has the right to deal with everyone. As long as he moves his upper and lower lips, no matter who it is, he must obey his orders.

Of course, he became more sober after growing up and knew that there were many traitors in this world.

Even if he was the emperor, he couldn't restrain them.

But slaves are obviously not among them!

Especially those who often serve by your side, let alone nitpicking, even if there is nothing to do, they have to be dealt with.

Only by making them always respectful, they dare not have second thoughts, and will they serve themselves wholeheartedly, otherwise this group of people will be arrogant and deceive their superiors and subordinates.

What is this called? This is called the emperor's mind!

Just thinking.

A figure rushed in hurriedly.

Seeing this, although Ziweixing was unhappy and felt that he was a little too rash, he still said in a friendly manner: "Mr. Tang, you are finally back. How are things going?"

"Your Majesty, something bad has happened!"

Mr. Tang said without any nonsense: "Amur was severely injured by the demon, and the musketeers were also annihilated!"

"The other party is now killing you."

"Let's run away!"

Just now, he had been using a Western telescope to monitor every move at the dock.

So that he could report to the Japanese in time. After all, the other party's requirement was that even if Li Muxuan could not be solved, all his information should be collected, and Ziweixing's safety should be protected.

If possible, take him directly to Lushun.

Ziweixing may be out of fashion.

But he is a serious and orthodox person of the Qing Dynasty, and it is more appropriate to use him as an excuse to take action.

"What did you say?!" At this time, hearing that Amur was severely injured, Ziweixing couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his heart was extremely panicked, as if he had returned to the night when he was driven out of the palace many years ago.

But at least he has been the emperor for so many years.

There are also many great scholars who teach him that anyone who achieves great things must be calm when encountering things.

This news now.

After all, it is just Mr. Tang's one-sided statement.

Maybe the other party wants to use this as an excuse to trick him into the Japanese territory so that he can act as a puppet?

You know, he is not stupid!

He had already found out Mr. Tang's background and knew that the other party was a dog raised by the Japanese.

But he didn't care. After all, the Japanese wanted to use him, and he also wanted to use the Japanese, so he tacitly pretended not to know and communicated with the Japanese through Mr. Tang.

But in some real important matters.

For example, when persuading himself to go to the Japanese territory, he always made excuses and never took risks.

It is precisely because of this.

He has enough reason to doubt.

Mr. Tang is lying to himself!

After all, let's not talk about the 100-man musket team, Amur is the first Baturu of his Qing Dynasty!

He is strong enough to climb mountains and subdue tigers, and go to the sea to capture dragons. Even hundreds of soldiers in armor and weapons may not be able to subdue him, and Mr. Huo is also a martial arts master.

The two of them joined hands.

How could the demon Taoist injure them so badly?

Immediately, Ziweixing stared at Mr. Tang coldly and shouted.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Amur is extremely brave and is the pillar of the country! How could he lose? Sir, you must have seen it wrong, or the person who sent the message has seen it wrong. I am not going anywhere at the moment. I am just waiting here for his return!"

The words fell.

Mr. Tang's expression suddenly changed.

This deposed emperor has no other abilities, but he has learned the emperor's suspicion, jealousy, cruelty, and hypocrisy quite well.

But this time, he really didn't lie to the other party.

also.

He wasn't negotiating with the other party either.

A mere dethronement of the emperor.

If it weren't for the protection of Mr. Huo and Amul, he would have been forcibly abducted to the northeast.

Now that one of the two people was gone and the other was severely injured, he still needed to be polite, so he said seriously: "Your Majesty is so angry that he is hysterical."

"In order to clear the country for me, I can only offend you."

The words just fell.

Ziweixing's expression changed wildly. Just as he was about to call the guard at the door, he saw the door being kicked open.

Two men wearing kimonos, carrying swords on their waists, and wearing Tsukiyo haircuts broke in and muttered in Japanese: "On the order of the general, I came to escort the Qing Emperor away."

After saying that, one person strode forward.

Prepare to take people away by force.

That's when.

A dull voice suddenly sounded.

"It seems that Pindao came at the right time."

Everyone looked sideways and saw a Taoist priest in white robes standing at the door.

His appearance could not be said to be very handsome, but his demeanor was extraordinary, like a reclusive immortal who was transcendent and unsullied, with eyes as light as autumn water.

At this moment, I see the person in front of me.

Mr. Tang, who looked proud just now, suddenly looked panicked.

"Li Li Muxuan!"

"Do you recognize Pindao?"

Li Muxuan glanced at this person and said calmly: "You were the one peeping from a distance just now, right?"

"The Japanese are very scheming. They use the deposed emperor to deal with me, and I use me to deal with the deposed emperor. No matter which side succeeds, you can act as an oriole and reap benefits."

While talking.

Li Muxuan walked into the study, while Zhang Zhiwei and others behind him were guarding the door.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Tang's face turned pale.

It’s not scary if the scheme is discovered.

This is a conspiracy.

But being stuck in a room is really fatal!

Then, just as he was about to speak, he shifted all the responsibilities to the Japanese and the deposed emperor.

But Zi Weixing was the first to say: "Master Immortal, I was deceived and used by traitors, so I ordered people to attack you. The Japanese are behind all this!"

He is not stupid, Li Muxuan appears here.

It's enough to explain one thing.

What Mr. Tang said before may not be a lie to him. Amul and the Musketeers really fell into trouble!

There is a saying that those who understand current affairs are heroes. In the past, King Gou Jian of Yue could endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and he can do the same today! Only if you live can the Qing Dynasty hope to be restored!

And as his voice sounded.

Li Muxuan's eyes were strange. The last emperor's knees were far weaker than he thought.

But it's normal.

The reason why the other party was able to reach the age of sixty-one.

Except for the special status.

The most important thing is to be subdued. Yuan Shuai, Duan Shuai, Feng Shuai, etc. have only abdicated twice.

Later, when the Japanese surrendered and Qingtianbairi retreated to Wadao Island, he was able to live in Maozi's concentration camp for five years and survived to return to China for reform, which shows his ideological consciousness.

Between thoughts.

Li Muxuan looked at the deposed emperor and said calmly: "Should he be deceived and used, or should he just go along with the flow?"

"You know it better than anyone else."

"Now you call me Pindao Immortal Master, but you are just afraid that Pindao will kill you."

"If Amul and the Musketeers succeed just now, I'm afraid that Pindao will become an evil heretic who will not hesitate to die, and will be used to consolidate your relationship with the Japanese."

The words fell.

Seeing that his little thoughts were exposed, Ziweixing's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Immediately, he stopped pretending.

"Since you know everything, I won't follow you in circles. What do you want to do when you come to me?"

"Are you taking revenge on me for the attack and killing?"

"no."

Li Muxuan shook his head.

Seeing this, Ziweixing frowned and continued: "Then whose order did you receive to assassinate me?"

"no."

"Then you want to eliminate me, the remnant of the previous dynasty?"

"No more guessing."

Li Muxuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and said bluntly: "Although you deserve to die for the attack and killing, you are not worthy of Pindao's special revenge."

"As for the restoration aspirations of you old people and young people, Pindao has no interest in getting involved, let alone killing you for this matter. Pindao has only one rule."

"Collude with the Japanese, die!"

In an instant, everyone felt a chill coming over them, as if they were in an ice cave.

His body shook uncontrollably.

At this moment, in their eyes, Li Muxuan was like a terrifying natural disaster. As long as he thought about it, everyone present would die in an instant!

Ziweixing has never experienced this feeling before.

Even when facing those arrogant warlords with hundreds of thousands of troops in their hands.

He had never felt it before.

It must be described.

At this moment, he only felt that the other party was the real son of destiny!

In Li Muxuan, for the first time, he felt the power of heaven. His tactics of punishing his slaves were completely child's play and could not even be put on the stage.

Immediately, under the strong desire to survive.

Ziweixing held on to her courage and said, "I'm just making friends with the Japanese."

"I was wrong about what happened this time. As long as the Immortal Master agrees to let me live, I will never have any contact with the Japanese from now on, let alone have any thoughts of restoration."

"Be a rich man honestly and faithfully!"

"Do you believe this?"

Li Muxuan lowered his head and looked down at the deposed emperor.

He didn't think that his few words could withstand more than ten years of transformation.

At this time, seeing the other party still refused to let him go.

Ziweixing's face darkened.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and said: "Although it is the Republic of China now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. There are many people who appreciate my pilgrimage. If you dare to kill me, let alone them, even the officials of the Republic of China will not let you go. "

"That's all if you're alone."

"Think about the sect, think about the friends around you, and don't act out of emotion!"

The words fell.

A cold look flashed in Li Muxuan's eyes.

He knew that what the other party said was not entirely a threat, but the truth.

The fall of the previous dynasty does not mean that the princes and nobles of the previous dynasty have lost their influence. After all, how can all the accumulation of hundreds of years be destroyed overnight?

If this group of people stick together.

There is indeed some trouble.

but

Accompanying Li Muxuan's thoughts.

With a bang, the Japanese warrior on the side suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and turned to face the deposed emperor.

"The Japanese are so ambitious that they want to take advantage of the chaos to rob the deposed emperor and plant flowers in divisions." Li Muxuan said with a calm expression: "The deposed emperor learned about this and for the sake of his family and country, he would rather die than obey. In the end, he died at the hands of the Japanese."

As his voice sounded.

The Japanese warrior was getting closer and closer to Ziweixing, and the cold light was already approaching his throat.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Tang's expression suddenly changed.

This guy!

Is he really a Xuanmen immortal?

He even resorted to such despicable means as framing someone! And you do it so openly!

Pooh! How shameless!

We all turn off the lights!

However, looking at everything in front of him, he had no choice but to do anything. His whole body seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force, and he could only watch helplessly from the side.

And at the same time.

Ziweixing looked at the cold light so close at hand, and felt extremely fearful in her heart.

He regretted agreeing to the Japanese conditions.

I regret not listening to Amul.

I regret even more that I didn’t just run away and go to the Northeast. After all, being a puppet is better than dying!

At least among the Japanese, he was still the supreme Qing emperor in name, and it was impossible for him to treat himself badly in terms of food, clothing, and housing. How could it be like this?

Think of this.

Infinite hatred filled Ziweixing's heart.

I hate my ancestors for not handling human affairs and leaving such a mess to me, and I also hate those warlords and politicians.

Of course, what I hate the most is this demonic figure who appears out of nowhere and will kill him if he disagrees with me. You know, there are many people who collude with Japanese people in the world.

Why do you have to kill me? !

At this time.

A shout suddenly sounded.

"His Majesty!"

Ziweixing turned around and saw Mr. Huo leading a man in Chinese tunic suit outside the door.

Upon seeing this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

You are saved!

Then, when he was about to speak, he found that his mouth was sealed by an invisible force.

At the same time, Mr. Huo looked at the approaching blade and said loudly: "Li Xianren, this is an expert from the Secret Painting Sect and the special correspondent from Jinling."

"He has something to talk to you about."

The words were not spoken yet.

The Japanese warrior swung the long sword in his hand sharply, and a head fell to the ground with a pop.

In an instant, the room fell into deathly silence.

Looking at the rolling head.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, unable to believe that Li Muxuan dared to attack in public!