Chapter 204: Fu Nian

"Fine, I agree to your terms. What do you want me to do?"

Hu Hai said.

"At the hour of the Rat tomorrow night, I will have Xu Qi bring you out. We shall discuss the specific plan tomorrow."

Donghuang Taiyi did not state his plan directly, intending instead to wait until the hour of the Rat the following night for everyone to deliberate together.

Perhaps these people still felt somewhat uneasy in their hearts.

Only when they knew who their allies were would they slowly begin to trust his plan.

After Donghuang Taiyi vanished, Hu Hai's expression remained as ugly as before.

He had never expected that the Ghost would resolve the remnants of Great Chu so quickly, and that his next step would be to move against them.

Regardless of who the Ghost's next target was,

it meant that the Ghost was step by step dragging out the true culprits from five years ago, one by one.

It also meant that he was about to be exposed before the Ghost.

Hu Hai dared not imagine what situation he would face if his identity were exposed.

His Imperial Father's rage?

Or the Ghost's slaughter?

Regardless of which of these two outcomes it was, Hu Hai did not want it.

He only wanted to secure a future for himself.

They say that those born into the royal family possess more than others.

Yet he felt that if all of this was not fought for and seized by his own hand,

what he possessed would be like passing smoke.

In another palace within the imperial grounds,

Fusu was slowly watching the book in his hands by the candlelight.

Ever since he had become unable to walk, he had slowly become less fond of speaking.

Every day was spent holding a book and reading.

Zhang Liang had already returned to the Confucian school, and the one currently by his side was Fu Nian.

"Young Master, you should rest earlier."

Fu Nian said.

"No rush."

Fusu did not move his gaze from the book, merely saying this faintly.

"Has the Young Master heard of a major event recently?"

Fu Nian knew that since Fusu had become unable to walk, his mindset had also changed.

The only way was to use certain matters to pull at Fusu's attention.

"Please speak, Master."

Fusu's attention was indeed drawn away from the book by Fu Nian.

"In recent days, the Ghost has released news that he has found the true culprits from five years ago, and will surely take their lives in three days."

After Fu Nian finished speaking, he stroked his beard.

Fusu's hand, which was turning the page, paused slightly.

He had previously attacked the remnants of Great Chu because the Daoist school had exposed them as the original culprits.

Now that the remnants of Great Chu had been wiped out by the Great Snow Dragon Riders under the Ghost,

it was indeed time for the Ghost to seek out other true culprits.

"Does Master know who the Ghost's target is this time?"

Fusu was somewhat curious.

"Unknown."

Fu Nian shook his head.

His eyes were somewhat profound.

However, at this moment, Fusu did not notice Fu Nian's profound gaze.

"Young Master might as well go and ask His Majesty in person."

"I have heard that His Majesty once reached a cooperation with the Ghost to jointly investigate the true culprits from five years ago."

"Perhaps His Majesty knows a thing or two about this true culprit."

Fu Nian continued.

After he said this, Fusu looked up.

Fu Nian's expression was calm, his demeanor natural.

Fusu suppressed the suspicion in his heart.

"I am already in this state, so there is no need to trouble my Imperial Father further."

"Since my Imperial Father has already reached a cooperation with the Ghost, it means they will surely take action next."

"I had better just focus on nursing my health."

After saying the last sentence, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Fusu's mouth.

Nurse his health?

How could he possibly nurse his health when the toxins in his body were slowly moving upward?

Every night, he could clearly discover that the blackness on his legs was slowly creeping up.

And the speed of its movement seemed to be accelerating.

The physicians had previously said he had three months left to wait.

Now it seemed he likely only had two months.

How could Fusu not fear death, especially when he felt he was one step closer to it every day?

The repression in his heart during this period was becoming impossible to control.

"Master, if there is nothing else, please return to rest. I am going to rest."

Fusu closed the book in his hands and said in a deep voice.

Fu Nian did not notice the change in Fusu's emotions, merely nodding.

When his figure left Fusu's bedchamber, Fusu finally raised his head, watching Fu Nian's back.

Master seemed very concerned about the Ghost's movements.

He seemed very eager to know who the Ghost's next target would be.

Why?

A question appeared in Fusu's mind.

But very quickly, he suppressed these doubts and slowly closed his eyes.

This matter no longer had anything to do with him.

He only needed to slowly endure these two months.

After all, he only had these two months left.

Even though it was the dead of night, Ying Zheng's bedchamber remained brightly lit.

"Your servant has not found any trace of the divine physician."

Zhang Han said, somewhat embarrassed.

As the person His Majesty trusted most, in charge of the most powerful force under His Majesty, he was unable to investigate the whereabouts of the divine physician.

This was undoubtedly a very shameful matter.

But Ying Zheng knew the reason for this.

Ever since he unified the entire Great Qin, many factions were dissatisfied.

And a large portion of these factions were unwilling to be used by the royal family.

This divine physician might very well be one of those factions.

"Your subordinate once heard that this divine physician has three rules: he does not treat those with the surname Duanmu, he does not treat those who come seeking him, and he does not treat those who go up the mountain."

"But no one knows where this divine physician is hiding."

Zhang Han said with a gloomy face.

This divine physician was also one of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

Although this faction consisted of only one person, no faction dared to underestimate him.

After all, birth, aging, sickness, and death are the common states of man.

No one could guarantee that they would not face the torment of death and illness.

If one offended the divine physician at such a time, they would likely not receive treatment when they were dying.

Of the Hundred Schools of Thought, only a small portion chose to rely on Great Qin.

A large portion of their power was hidden in the shadows, opposing Qin.

And an even larger portion of their power was hidden away, not participating in anything at all.

Ying Zheng also had a massive headache regarding this immense power.

He had absolutely no way to completely suppress or absorb these factions.

"What about that elixir?"

Ying Zheng suddenly remembered the elixir from before.

Zhang Han did not expect His Majesty to still remember this elixir.

Although he had forgotten it, he had kept the elixir on his person the entire time.

Hearing Ying Zheng speak, he took it out directly.

"Could it be that we are really going to test this elixir?"

Zhang Han's tone was still very hesitant.

"Do we have any other choice?"

"You cannot find the whereabouts of the divine physician at all, and even if you did, given the nature of these Hundred Schools of Thought, they would not be used by me."

"Since that is the case, why should I bother seeking them out?"

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……Ding.

— Author's Notes —

· ·····Seeking flowers· ··