Chapter 386

In the training ground, it was silent.

The iron blocks in the hands of Mulan and the other "Black Cavalry" had already been dropped to the ground, their faces filled with dullness.

Especially Mulan, who had her mouth slightly open, staring blankly at Heng Xian, and then at the "Great Zhou Giant Tripod" like a small mountain in Heng Xian's hand. She really couldn't imagine that a man who looked delicate and relied on his looks would have such great strength!!

She suddenly suspected that the giant tripod had been swapped by this guy, so she reached out and pointed at the giant tripod.

It didn't move at all!

Hard!

Extremely hard!

Heng Xian felt very bored and casually threw the giant tripod to her: "If you want it, take it!"

He clapped his hands and turned to leave.

"Hum—"

The giant tripod, weighing eight hundred and thirty thousand catties and too large to see in its entirety from close range, slammed down toward Mulan.

It was too late to dodge. Although she had the cultivation of a Fake Pill and carrying two or three hundred thousand catties wasn't a problem, eight hundred and thirty thousand catties was definitely beyond her limit.

Upon contact, she felt a mountain-toppling pressure arrive, completely unable to resist. At the critical moment, she shouted: "Help!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of "Black Cavalry" immediately rushed over and carried it together.

However, when the weight reaches a certain point, it's not something that can be solved just by having more people.

The giant tripod fell with a crash. Mulan and dozens of "Black Cavalry" had their knees go soft and knelt on the ground. To avoid being crushed to death, they still held it up desperately, but the giant tripod was still slowly pressing down.

Heng Xian, with his hands behind his back, had already walked far away. After strolling around, he arrived at Ji Yaoyue's "Mo Garden." Having nothing to do, he ordered a palace maid to grind ink and began to write, scribbling aimlessly.

Without systematic practice since childhood, only the first few characters were written with some flair, and the rest became uglier the more he wrote.

Just then, many palace maids and eunuchs ran past in a panic, as if something major had happened.

Heng Xian asked in surprise: "What's going on?"

A female official passing by replied hurriedly: "Reporting to Young Master Heng, it seems something major happened outside, and then the Black Cavalry were pinned down at the training ground!"

Still pinned at the training ground?

Heng Xian thought for a moment, formed a seal with his right hand, and flicked it lightly; a sword aura flew through the air.

In the training ground, under the giant tripod, Mulan and the group of "Black Cavalry" had their arms trembling, their faces pale, and were almost fainting.

At this moment, the sword aura swept over, and with a "ding" sound, the giant tripod flew away heavily.

The group of people underneath relaxed suddenly and fell in a large pile, all exhausted. They didn't even care why the giant tripod flew away, thinking someone had burst out with strength.

Mulan breathed heavily, and it took a while for her to recover, but her eyes were still filled with disbelief and confusion.

She looked up at the palace maids and eunuchs surrounding her and couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed: "Don't you know the rules!"

"Commander..."

An older female official hurried forward and whispered for a while.

Mulan's expression changed drastically: "Have you sent someone to report to the Princess?"

The female official nodded.

Mulan asked: "Where is Young Master Heng?"

The female official said: "Mo Garden."

Mulan leaped up and rushed away. When she arrived at "Mo Garden" and looked at Heng Xian, who was still writing with a brush, her eyes were hesitant.

What kind of person could have such great strength??

Is this shameless man a hidden expert??

Otherwise, how could the Princess have taken a fancy to him!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but show a bit of respect, stepped forward, and saluted: "Young Master Heng!"

Heng Xian looked at her in surprise: "Something up?"

Mulan hesitated for a moment: "Something major has happened!"

Heng Xian put down his brush: "Have the ministers impeached the Princess?"

Mulan's eyes widened: "Yes, how did you... know?"

Heng Xian shook his head and said: "When I arrived yesterday, the commotion was so big, and the Great Zhou officials didn't react at all; that was actually abnormal."

Mulan let out a breath: "That's right! The key is that the ministers' reactions were too intense, as if they had agreed upon it. From morning until now, the impeachment memorials against the Princess have piled up like snowflakes at the Pingzhang Terrace, and the Prime Minister and the scholars have collectively remained silent!"

Heng Xian rubbed his nose: "What is the content of the impeachment?"

Mulan said: "At first, they said that the Princess and the Young Master haven't married yet, and calling him the Prince Consort publicly is inappropriate!

Later, they said it was offensive to public morals, led the style of the Imperial Capital astray, and was easy to cause others to follow suit! They also said it insulted the reputation of the Royal Family!

Finally, it reached the point where if the Young Master isn't killed and the Princess isn't confined, it won't be enough to appease the public anger!"

"What did His Majesty and the Prime Minister say?" Heng Xian asked.

Mulan was startled: "It's enough to know about these things. We have no right to ask how His Majesty and the ministers deal with them."

"Fine, what about the Princess?" Heng Xian asked.

Mulan shook her head: "The Princess was kept in the palace by Consort De Niangniang. With this happening, I'm afraid she won't be coming back."

"Understood!" Heng Xian stretched and turned back to his room.

Watching Heng Xian leave calmly and without the slightest panic, Mulan suddenly felt that this future Prince Consort might really not be an ordinary person!

She couldn't help but look at the handwriting left on the table, curious to check it. Upon looking, she was first confused, then her face turned red, and finally, she couldn't help but curse: "Pah! What the hell, shameless man!"

I saw the handwriting on the table was messy and complicated:

"Sword Dao, the Dao of a gentleman!"

"I strike one sword, and can settle the universe, sun, and moon!"

"Planning in the tent, winning a thousand miles away!"

"Chrysanthemums are not flowers, they are loneliness..."

"Night-ruling eighteen, a true tough man!"

"Late night one flute, exhausted and dead!"

"Loli, royal sister, big waves, iron pestle, cannon, pile driver!"

"Peeking at my handwriting, like an idiot!"

The Great Zhou Imperial Capital, the center of vast power governing a radius of one hundred and twenty thousand miles and nine hundred and eighty large and small affiliated countries, was in an uproar because of the matter of Princess Taiping and the prospective Prince Consort yesterday.

Originally, this was a family matter of the Royal Family, but the Royal Family has no family matters!

The impeachment memorials were piled up at the Pingzhang Terrace in the Imperial City where memorials were discussed.

Qinzheng Palace, Yangshen Hall.

Eunuch Jia and an old man in a black robe with a white beard were sitting and kneeling respectively.

Behind the bead curtain, that figure had not moved for a long time, and only after a while did he say faintly: "Who is behind the scenes?"

The black-robed old man was silent for a moment: "At first, it was hinted at by the Prince of Qin, the Eldest Princess, and the Crown Prince. The people behind should be those clinging to power, following the crowd!"

The voice behind the bead curtain said: "What is their motive? My daughter and son-in-law's private affairs, what does it have to do with them?"

The black-robed old man looked behind the bead curtain: "Your Majesty should know, Your Majesty cannot be prosperous for ten thousand years, the throne must be inherited by someone!

Now Your Majesty dotes on the Prince of Wu born to Consort De Niangniang, not hesitating to send him to guard the border, get close to those old soldiers, and cultivate power. This is the path to the founding of our Great Zhou by our Ancestor five hundred years ago!

This... inevitably makes others uneasy. Now the matter of the Prince of Wu's sister, Princess Taiping, and the son of the Heng family, just happens to give others something to talk about, so... they attacked together!"

Behind the bead curtain, there was silence for a long time.

"Your Majesty?" Eunuch Jia tried to call out.

"Bang!"

An inkstone flew out and smashed in front of the black-robed old man. The hoarse voice behind the bead curtain said: "The Heavenly Queen's Ziluan Palace participated, why didn't you say so? Feilian! You are my playmate, I gave you all the power in the dark, how do you repay me?"

The black-robed old man's expression did not change: "Your Majesty is overthinking. This old servant will always follow Your Majesty. I didn't mention Ziluan Palace just now because there is no concrete evidence!"

Behind the bead curtain, it was quiet again for a while, before he said slowly: "Tell them, the Heavenly Queen's birthday is approaching, these small matters should be suppressed for now, everything is to prepare for the Heavenly Queen's birthday, to fulfill my filial piety!"

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)