
Murongxu pulled the arrow, and aimed squarely at the man who was asking for money, and kicked the seller in the stomach.
''Sreeayett..syyuuutt.jleeb.''
Seeing his friend hit by an arrow, the 6 other men pulled their swords.
"How dare you kill our friend, did you know we were officers from the defense ministry residence.'' Strangled them with a peeking gaze, looking for the person who had killed their comrade.
But he had not had time to attack, suddenly, the dashing man who had been silently watching from inside the store, attacked all these people.
"Don't let their faces be seen again.'' Emperor Murongxu's orders were firm.
"Okay noble.'' said the mysterious man, before he finished off, the 6 people.
''Why don't we interrogate His Majesty, and arrest their leader?.'' asked Muronghui, with emphasis on the word leader.
"For what?, they will still get away from this little thing, we better shut up first, until we find the right opportunity.'' Emperor Murong replied to the crown prince.
''Perhaps most people think, as an emperor this man is capable of anything.''
However, everything is not as easy as the thought itself, there will always be a defense and need evidence to destroy their malice.''
''Remember the crown prince, if we harass them with little or no authentic evidence, it is tantamount to giving them preparation.''
''And it is better to finish them off directly to their roots.''
''And since it is not easy to pluck out a large tree root, we must need a large tool as well.'' The emperor continued, and answered a nod as a sign of understanding, from the crown prince.''
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A pair of legs stepped slowly and calmly, yet remained in the rhythm of his long footsteps.
The emperor, looking at a flower that was stuck on top of the pillar of the meeting hall.
Two days ago, the room he used as a temporary banquet hall to welcome guests from the country(imperial )friend.
As well as hosting confidants, and imperial servants who are meritorious to the Xili empire.
Emperor Murongxu, staring fixedly at a pillar, with precise eyes, at a flower with a reddish color, which still looked fresh.
His sturdy body, he was seated on a throne, a large chair with a luxurious look.
A seat of power, which has refuted his body for many years, when he delivered the edict, and listened to the aspirations, and also received complaints from the representatives of his people.
However, right now on top of that magnificent chair, as well as from his real face, it seemed a pill, as well as helplessness.
Within his pitch-black eyes, a real nano look was visible.
Even so, the eyes were still focused on the direction of the flower.
In yesterday's meeting, they (emperor Murongxu and eunuch Di), were 2 out of 7 people who did not inhale the scent of a remover/memory eraser.
"What does it mean, that he will give his gift today, barking (eunuch Di )?.'' Ask the eunuch, a faithful servant accompanies him, even as he is now.
When he could no longer, he closed his eyes. And just want to just take a walk out, breathe the night air. The faithful servant, ready at the door,
following each step of his calm foot, patiently and painstakingly.
"Puni the noble servant. Maybe, your questions will be answered later. And it seems, he's not someone who lets go of a foul speech easily." Answer it politely.
An answer, with a discussion in reference, to a flower on the pillar of the room. Which of course, also includes the matter about Ziaruo.
"You're right .., but the closer the time is, why am I getting nervous. As if, later in the day there will be something big, which will happen, he said again, with a tone that seemed to remain calm.
However, the man beside him, as if understanding the concern of the master.
"Gonggong .. Am I too old now?.'' Ask slowly.
Emperor Murong let out a long sigh, as if he was trying to bring out something, which became a wedge in his heart.
"I mean your highness?.''
Answer the eunuch's reflex.
He really does not understand, will mean the question of the master.
He heard it clearly, but he was afraid that what he was hearing was wrong.
"Ha.haa.ha.., look even you are very surprised by my question.'' Murongxu said again, with a smile.
However, the smile meant a mockery, which led to himself.
''How could it be that at my age who is no longer young right now, I could fall in love. And she is a teenage girl who even, she deserves to be my daughter. Which god, is joking with me this time?.'' He murmured in his heart, between long breaths.''
"Punished for ignorance, this old servant is the glorious emperor.'' Spontaneous speech of the eunuch, with the body dropped, on the floor of the room.
"Here you go.ayo, help me get ready for the meeting in a moment.'' Sahut calmed down emperor Murong, before standing from his seat.
The ruling man, walking with a meaningful smile, walked out of the room.
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Meanwhile, at a residence on the outskirts of Wey.
A city with a crowd that never sleeps. Its strategic layout, directly adjacent to two major cities, as the main line of crossing, between the city of Wey, and the city of Nanjing.
''Why do you still want to help him?, let it be, after all, whoever the emperor is leading, we are still commoners.'' Said Yongyu, in an annoyed tone.
When he saw his brother, he went to the palace again.
And inevitably, with a heavy heart and full of frustration, he still had to go also to the palace.
"Sister, this is because I see the emperor as having concern for the little people, and he has a wise successor candidate (the crown prince).
Perhaps, in his previous life he had many virtues, and a privileged position somewhere." Ziaruo.
The woman, trying to explain her reason for wanting to help the current emperor.
''As long as you know, this is for them brother.'' He said again, pointing at people outside the house, who passed by on the road in front of their residence.
"Look at them and listen to them. In fact, in simplicity, and suffering, they can still name the emperor Murongxu, with sparkling eyes, and a happy smile.
Doesn't maintaining their smile, also a good deed sis?.'' And again, explaining.
''If you remember anger, maybe I have more reason for all that, because my anger is much greater for him.'' Keep the woman, in your heart.
''Haaiiisss..alright!..alright!, you are this ..if you have decided something, there must be a thousand reasons behind the reason.''
Sahut Yongyu in a resentful tone.
"Where are my clothes?, am I not wearing the same clothes as you?, he asked again, sticking out his hand asking for something, while putting on a face, which was displayed as if, with compulsion.
"He.he.he.he.I know, surely this dear, and best brother of mine, will certainly not let me be miserable, as well as trouble alone.'' Ziaruo said in a cute tone, while handing over a black suit, as well as face and head coverings.
"Sister..then if there is someone you cannot hurt, (b*n*h), and I am forced to do so, will you forgive me?.'' Ask Ziaruo.
A light question, as if affirming a possibility, that will happen when later in the palace.
''Do what you have to do. In my world right now, there are only two people I won't hurt. And one of them is you.'' Yongyu replied firmly, before going into the room to change clothes.
Ziaruo waited for him at his original place (central room ), with a calm heart, and satisfied with the answer from his brother.
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The imperial palace.
Today is the day of the celebration of the flower festival, purposely the event begins at dusk.
And because the festival coincides with the birth of the emperor Murongxu, the palace will donate 2000 gold taels, as well as 1000 sacks of rice, from the Emperor Murongxu's private funds, to the affected people, flood disaster in southern Siwu city.
But as if nature knew, something bad was about to happen, the sun was reluctant to show its form.
Since the morning started rolling, the clouds looked cloudy. The black fog in the sky was flowing.
It was as if they wanted to spit out all the water in their bodies. Sweep all the greedy and cunning people, to avoid a bloodbath, between the imperial family.
However, again the fate line that has been painted, can not be avoided.
Almost everyone, who daily gather together, eat, and drink together, have fun, enjoy dishes, and dance together, as if displaying harmony and intimacy between them.
However, only a handful of them, who have sincerity between their hearts, thoughts, words, and actions.
It is painful indeed, for those who are sincere, and trapped among people with smiling face masks, and friendly, behind the original appearance of his slick face.
"Why are you so happy today, your majesty?.'' Ask the defense minister, in a tone as if they were friends.
There was no language of friendship, for an emperor, and his subordinates.
And it wasn't strange for him, or he didn't know.
However, whether what entered the mind of the defense minister, he who incidentally as the emperor's in-law (Murongxu), and at the same time the grandfather of the crown prince (Muronghui), did so deliberately.
Of course, he was more knowledgeable than anyone about Xili's imperial customs, regulations, and customs.
But today, as if the wings of god's power were overshadowing him, he was so bold as to speak impolitely, and could be considered as a sass.
As if here, he was the emperor, and the man in his presence, was no one.
Though already almost half of his life, he used to worship, and serve the man beside him.
However, in contrast to almost everyone there, the Murongxu emperor, actually showed a cynical smile that seemed to imply a frightening meaning.
"It turns out today also came the prime minister. I've been waiting for you a long time.'' Said the emperor Murong, with an emphasis on every word he said.