Chapter 1111: Martial Dao is abundant

The unbearable summer heat was blocked outside the mountain forest.

In the vast summer palace, the atmosphere in the harem was slightly anxious. The atmosphere in the front court was as usual.

Everyone knew that there was an extra Fengyi Lang by the Emperor's side, whose appearance had left Xiao Changsheng far behind.

Even the most upright old officials, the most rigid old fellows, couldn't help but lose their focus for a moment upon seeing the Fengyi Lang.

A man with a woman's face—toppling countries and ruining cities!

However, no one raised an objection to this, and it was possible that the most combat-effective censors hadn't accompanied them to the summer palace.

Most people were non-committal about the Fengyi Lang, and some were even happy to see it happen.

"Being able to let that fellow Xiao Changsheng lose favor, the Fengyi Lang can be considered to have some use."

"It is said that the one surnamed Jiang has no background; if he can be won over, he is also a sharp blade."

"It can be tried. If the other party is sensible, that's fine; if not, there can be a second Fengyi Lang, a third."

Inside the Qingliang Hall.

Emperor Taixing opened his clothes, leaning against the soft couch, enjoying the leisurely afternoon time.

The long-unseen Eunuch Wei Wubing was serving in the hall at this moment.

All the palace servants, including the head eunuch Wang De, held their breath, not daring to breathe loudly.

Regardless of how great their power was, or how favored they were by the Emperor, facing the eunuch ancestor Wei Wubing, all palace servants had to maintain a proper attitude.

Under the Emperor's fury, pleading might still give one a glimmer of survival.

But under Eunuch Wei's fury, no one could escape alive.

However, there was one exception, and that was Chen Guanlou.

This matter was a secret, not to be told to outsiders. Wei Wubing also didn't want anyone to know that he still had times when he showed mercy.

"You take a look at how my body is," Emperor Taixing asked casually.

Wei Wubing bowed slightly, "His Majesty manages ten thousand things; you still need to take care of your body."

"My body has no problems." Clearly, Emperor Taixing didn't like Wei Wubing's answer, "I take a pill offered by the Jade Spring Palace every two days."

The pill was a health supplement, and a potent nourishing pill at that. He was confident that in terms of longevity, he would definitely surpass the late Emperor.

Wei Wubing scanned the Emperor with an expressionless face and said: "Pills are also medicine; medicine is three parts poison."

"I know. But the pills from the Jade Spring Palace are watched by the Imperial Physicians. There is no pill poison in my body."

Emperor Taixing was quite confident.

The palace had various inspection measures for the pills offered by the Jade Spring Palace to ensure nothing went wrong.

All emperors were afraid of death, and Emperor Taixing was no exception. He was still dreaming of civil and martial achievements, surpassing the late Emperor, surpassing the ancestors. He didn't dare to compare himself to the Taizu, but he could dream of comparing himself to the Taizong.

Wei Wubing saw this and didn't try to persuade him much; he understood the Emperor's temper, as he wasn't a person good at accepting advice.

Emperor Taixing saw that the other party didn't speak, and his mood actually improved, "How is that person?"

"If things go smoothly, he can come out by the end of the year."

The two were like playing a riddle. The only one present who understood was Wang De; the Emperor was talking about Zhou Mobai.

Only a Grandmaster could get the Emperor's concern and get a large supply of resources.

"Can you ensure he is obedient?" the Emperor asked.

Wei Wubing hesitated for a moment and said solemnly: "This servant will watch him; he will have no chance to mess around."

"Are you sure?" Emperor Taixing was half-believing, "That what-kind-of-technique, he isn't practicing it anymore?"

"This servant found him a new technique that can restrain other techniques. It has already shown initial results. Once he nurtures his body, he will be able to serve His Majesty."

"Excellent!"

Emperor Taixing was very satisfied.

The Emperor was actually the profession with the least sense of security. Although there were many martial artist eunuchs in the palace, and no lack of Ninth-Rank martial artist guards to protect his safety. But he was still dissatisfied, always feeling that only a Grandmaster by his side could truly protect him.

After a pause, Emperor Taixing said again: "Apart from the palace, I don't want there to be too many Grandmasters in the capital; do you understand?"

Wei Wubing raised his head, frowning slightly, "Is His Majesty referring to the Jixia Academy?"

Emperor Taixing didn't deny it, "I heard that the Jixia Academy has hope of producing another Grandmaster; this is a good thing. It shows that my Great Ming's martial dao is abundant. But my heart is uneasy!

The Jixia Academy has always been insincere to the court and to me. In the past, even some people said that if you want to be an official, go to the Jixia Academy; it was simply outrageous. The court's imperial examination became a tool for some people to play with power.

If it weren't for that martial arts competition, the Jixia Academy probably wouldn't know how to restrain itself. Only a few years have passed, and they fantasize about using martial dao to split the thorns and return to the peak; do you think I can agree?"

Wei Wubing had a face like ancient water without waves. He opened his mouth, seemingly weighing how to excuse the Jixia Academy, "What does His Majesty hope this servant will do?"

Emperor Taixing's eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled, saying sinister words, "Take advantage of now and destroy that person. I don't want to hear news of someone in the Jixia Academy being promoted to Grandmaster in a while."

Wei Wubing had a face full of sorrow, clearly not agreeing with the Emperor's way of handling it.

"His Majesty, destroying a person's cultivation is like killing their parents. This old servant thinks this matter needs to be cautious. We can require the Jixia Academy's Grandmaster not to stay in the capital. With me and Zhou Mobai here, the Jixia Academy can't stir up any waves.

Moreover, there are also a few good seedlings in the palace. Given time, they will definitely be promoted to Grandmaster. His Majesty's safety will be worry-free, and the court will also be under His Majesty's control."

Emperor Taixing was very unhappy, his face sinking, "Why is Eunuch Wei unwilling to share my worries?"

"Your Majesty!"

Wei Wubing increased his tone, "On the path of martial dao, there are things that can be done and things that cannot be done. The Jixia Academy has a reputation outside; this old servant thinks this matter needs to be cautious!"

"Absurd!" Emperor Taixing stood up, pushing away the palace servant who was serving him, "I am the Son of Heaven, and the world is mine. If I want to deal with someone, do I still need your consent?"

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became extremely tense.

All the palace servants knelt down, not daring to breathe loudly.

Even Wang De knelt on the ground, frequently signaling to Wei Wubing, hoping the other party wouldn't be stubborn.

The current Emperor was no longer the one he was in the Eastern Palace back then.

The current Emperor was decisive in everything, and even the ministers in the political hall were sighing that the Emperor was becoming increasingly difficult to persuade.

In the entire court, only Xie Xiang's words could the Emperor listen to.

"Your Majesty, the Jixia Academy is not worth worrying about. But without the Jixia Academy, there will be the Zhang family academy, the Li family academy, and various sects. The existence of the Jixia Academy, at least to a certain extent, prevents these forces from reaching into the capital and turning the capital into a meat grinder. Stability in the capital is more important than anything; I ask His Majesty to think thrice."

Wei Wubing's attitude was firm, with absolutely no room for negotiation.

If it were someone else whose martial cultivation was to be destroyed, it wouldn't be impossible.

But it happened to be the Jixia Academy.

He had a relationship with the Jixia Academy, and the Emperor was simply thinking too much, his paranoia acting up.

Not to mention that the Jixia Academy was about to have someone promoted to Grandmaster, even if one or two more came, he had the confidence to suppress the other party together with Zhou Mobai.

There is a chasm between a Grandmaster and a martial artist, and there is also a chasm between a Grandmaster and a Grandmaster. ===== CHAPTER 1112 =====