Zi Shou left the Ancient Imperial Prison after getting the answer. This answer made him unable to calm down for a long time.
But other than that, he couldn't think of a better answer.
Zi Shou was sitting on the Bafang table and was silent. Suddenly, there was a scolding sound coming from outside the door, and then someone pushed the door open and entered.
The person coming is not someone else.
It is Jiang Wenying, the Queen of the Middle Palace.
Behind him, two guards were holding down a masked man, who was yelling and yelling to be let go.
"Let me go, do you know who I am?"
"Queen, you have made a mistake!"
When Zishou heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. The voice was so familiar.
Not others.
It is none other than Brother Wang, Zi Qi.
Zi Shou was thoughtful, waved his hand and said:
"Relax, relax, this is Prince Ziqi."
He released Zi Qi from left to right, straightened his clothes quickly, then took off his scarf in shame, knelt down and saluted.
"Your Majesty...this is a misunderstanding."
When Queen Jiang saw that the person she had captured was actually a prince, she quickly bowed and apologized.
The two guards were so frightened that they kowtowed repeatedly.
Zi Shou signaled the guards to give Zi Qi a seat. He picked up King Yu's wine in his hand, took a sip, and said curiously:
"Brother Wang, if you don't want to hear the congratulatory gifts from the Grand Master's house, why are you coming to my palace?"
Zi Qi murmured for a long time, feeling ashamed and said:
"Brother Wang...Brother Wang secretly drank the medicinal meal prepared by the Queen."
puff……
The wine in Zi Shou's mouth sprayed on Zi Qi's face. Zi Qi was extremely embarrassed but did not dare to wipe it away.
Zi Shou said speechlessly:
"Brother Wang, why is this happening? Is your palace so poor that you have nothing to eat?"
Ziqi lowered his head and said in shame:
"Last time I met the king, I slapped the Qishui River God away with one palm. So I...I made a wild guess that the contents of the cup that the king drinks every day may be a panacea that can cultivate immortality."
"So...so, I secretly entered the palace...and secretly drank the medicinal meal."
Zi Shou raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile:
"Brother Wang, it is a law of heaven that human kings cannot practice cultivation. How can I cultivate immortality? I have been very strong since I was a child. When I was a teenager, I could support others, drag nine cows upside down, and shoot a god away. Is there no problem?"
Zi Qi was stunned and speechless. He didn't know how to answer it for a moment, and finally said:
"No, no problem."
Zishou waved his hand and motioned for them to retreat.
Zi Qi quickly covered his face in shame and ran away.
Seeing Zi Qi's back disappear, Jiang Wenying calmed down her expression, walked up behind Zi Shou virtuously, rubbed her shoulders, and said softly:
"Your Majesty, Prince Ziqi, did you really just drink a few bowls of medicinal food secretly?"
Zi Shou looked at Wei Zi Qi who was running away in a hurry, knocked on the sandalwood table, and said lightly:
"Isn't it? I'm afraid only he knows."
After Zishou finished speaking, he waved his hand.
In the darkness outside Shouxian Palace, several black shadows followed immediately.
Zi Shou stood up, picked up the wine in his hand, drank it all, and said:
"The Emperor of the Western Bodhisattva Dynasty imprisoned Shang in Youli, and the micro-devices carried their weapons and wandered away in the wind. The emperor was furious and sent disasters and poisons. If you wade into the sea, there will be no abyss."
"Three days later, I detained Uncle Xi in Youli."
Just as Zi Shou finished speaking, there were hurried footsteps again.
"Is it very lively today?"
Zi Shou looked up and found that he heard that the Grand Master was coming in armor and was walking in a hurry.
After hearing that the Grand Master entered the door, he fell to the ground and knelt down:
"Your Majesty!"
"Old minister is really going to leave the city this time!"
Zi Meng had never seen Wen Zhong lose his composure before and couldn't help but wonder:
"Old Master has always been calm when Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his expression. Why are you so out of character today?"
Wen Zhong sighed:
"My only son, Wen Tian, was kidnapped."
Zi Shou was stunned.
Kidnapping?
He then fell silent and knocked on the table.
I heard that the Grand Master of the Three Dynasties, the newly appointed Prime Minister, was extremely powerful. Who would come to kidnap his only son at this time?
Except for the immortals in the sky, Zi Meng couldn't think of anyone who would have the courage to do such a thing.
Are the immortals and gods in the heavens so cruel?
Have you started kidnapping people?
In order to lure Wen Zhong away, he really spared no effort.
Zishou waved his hand, motioning for Wen Zhong to get up and sit down, and said:
"Any clues?"
Wen Zhong sighed and said:
"According to the servant's recollection, there was a shy Taoist with a big belly who was acting suspiciously. It was probably him."
"The Taoist has kind-faced features and kind eyes. He is wearing a wide, green Taoist robe and has a huge sack wrapped around his waist..."
Future Buddha Maitreya?
Before Wen Zhong finished speaking, Zi Shou already knew who the visitor was.
"I know."
Zi Shou said calmly.
It is said that Wen Tian was the only child born to a good match after Wen Taishi came down from the mountain.
Zi Shou did not know much about this figure who did not appear in the destiny of becoming a god.
I only know that he was free and easy by nature and did not want to be an official in the court. He was very popular in Chaoge City and had extensive contacts.
However, there is one shortcoming: he thinks very highly of himself. He is over forty years old and has not yet married or had any children.
I once said that for people like me, no woman in the world is worthy of entering.
It is said that this sentence once offended the empress of the harem, and she was hung up by Master Wen and beaten with male and female gold whips for three days and three nights.
I heard that the Grand Master was a little impatient. His son had been tied up. Why was the King still so calm?
Who knows.
Before he could speak, Zishou could only be heard speaking into the air.
"Come out, it's time for you to make a contribution."
After Zi Shou finished speaking, the grand master was stunned when he saw soft white light suddenly filling the void, and a lotus platform appeared, with a seven or eight-year-old boy sitting on the lotus platform.
The boy is dressed in white clothes, with Western hair accessories, holding rosary beads and chanting words.
"I've met the Lord Warden."
He raised his head and looked around, his eyes deep in thought.
"Is this the world I once lived in?"
"Bai Lian, will he survive or die now?"
Under Wen Zhong's dull gaze, Zishou pushed the White Lotus boy into the bluestone with a slap, and said lightly:
"You want to ride the wooden donkey cart again?"
The boy immediately shut up, clasped his hands together, and his voice came from the ground:
"sorry."
Wen Zhong was dumbfounded.
He pointed at the White Lotus boy, suppressed his excitement, and coughed:
"Your Majesty, this is the White Lotus Boy who led the Saint to his seat."
Zi Shou nodded.
Wen Zhong raised his voice:
"Shouldn't he be bewitching the rebels in Beihai now?!"
The White Lotus boy pulled out his head from the bluestone slab and glanced at Wen Zhong. His mouth remained motionless and his eyes remained still. A childish voice came out from the void.
"Isn't this the Master Wen who Master has always wanted to kill?"
Wen Zhong:......
"Thank you Saint for thinking about me!"
Wen Zhong's face was as dark as coal, but he saw a smile on Zi Shou's face and explained:
"Yesterday the Qishui River God went to the North Sea, killed all the monsters in the North Sea, and captured the White Lotus boy."
"Now, he is alone."
Wen Zhong was startled when he heard this and said in disbelief:
"How can it be?"
"The Qishui River God is only in the early stage of the Celestial Immortal stage. The White Lotus Boy was already the peak Celestial Immortal before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."
"Your Majesty, don't you want to lie to me?"
Zishou waved his hand and said with a smile:
"How could I lie to an eighty-year-old minister?"
Wen Zhong didn't believe it at all and suddenly said:
"Where are the North Sea rebels?"
Zi Shou laughed and said:
"The Beihai rebels surrendered on the spot, and the hidden line inserted by Grand Master Du took over the 200,000-strong army."
"They should be almost at Xiqi now."
"As expected, the good news about Beihai will be sent to the cabinet tomorrow."
Zi Shou's voice fell, like thunder exploding.
Master Wen was dumbfounded. He felt no pain even after a few strands of his beard were pulled off. He was even more shocked than if his son had been lost.
"The Beihai rebellion was solved before the war started?"
"When did Lao Du's darknet become so powerful?"
"We can actually take over an army of 200,000 without spending a single soldier..."
etc!
Wen Zhong suddenly widened his eyes.
"Where have the rebels gone??"
