Chapter 215: Aftermath, Tiandu Secret Discussion (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Whether it is the Seven Killing Sword Master or the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu in the underworld, these two are both powerful people in the martial arts world.

Not to mention that the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu is the fourth supreme master in the martial arts world, the Seven Killing Sword Master of the Seven Killing Sword Sect alone, based on his personal strength, is enough to squeeze into the top 50 in the martial arts world.

Both of them died at the hands of Pei Xuanjing. Such a terrible thing, how can it not shock people.

At the same time, Xue Wuhen appeared and had a brief conversation with Pei Xuanjing, and then spread it.

Although it is unknown what the two said, many people with good intentions spread that even the Demon Sect Master Xue Wuhen, who ranked second on the Supreme List, did not dare to fight Pei Xuanjing, so even if Pei Xuanjing killed the people of the Demon Sect, Xue Wuhen did not dare to fight Pei Xuanjing, and fled far away.

Some people believe that Bai Xiaosheng may soon rearrange the Supreme List, and Pei Xuanjing is enough to be ranked first with the old Tianshi.

Although they believed that in this world, only the old Heavenly Master could really defeat Pei Xuanjing.

But thinking that the old Heavenly Master had lived for three centuries, and Pei Xuanjing had just turned thirty, I am afraid that in the next few hundred years, everyone would have to look up to him.

Moreover, compared with the old Heavenly Master who had always lived in seclusion and ignored the affairs of the world, this Taoist who killed people had a domineering personality and did not seem to be a good person to talk to.

More than three months had passed since the emperor was assassinated.

Although the Ming court still strongly claimed that the emperor was only injured and not in danger of his life, these words were used to coax the ignorant people, but it was a joke to deceive these people who were hanging around in the court.

After all, although the current emperor's behavior was a little absurd, it was common for him to not hold a grand court meeting for more than a month.

But with the character of this emperor, it was a bit difficult to convince people that he had not held a court meeting for three consecutive months and no longer appeared in public.

After all, even if it is to appease people's hearts, if the emperor is really seriously injured and dying, he can show up slightly to reassure many people.

But now, the court meeting has not been held for three consecutive months, and the decrees in the palace are all passed by the cabinet and the six ministers, who are high-ranking officials. How can people not be suspicious?

Tiandu, the residence of Wang Qiong, the Minister of War.

No matter how the six ministers are arranged, they are generally headed by the Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Revenue.

But in these years, Wang, who is now in charge of the Ministry of War, is in a high position in the court, and almost only Yang Tinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet, can compete with him.

After the news of the emperor's assassination came out, the Wang Mansion, which was originally crowded with people, didn't know how many officials came to visit and wanted to meet the Minister of War.

However, without exception, all were rejected and no one could enter.

That night, no one knew that after the Left Vice-Censor Gu Ji returned to Tiandu from the Northwest Road, he finished reporting to the Censorate, changed into a casual suit and came to the residence of the Minister of War. The side door opened and someone led him in.

The study was brightly lit with candlelight.

The powerful Minister of War Wang Qiong was dressed in casual clothes. He did not look calm and confident as he usually did outside. Instead, he looked tired and seemed much older.

"Bo'an, thank you for your hard work this time." He slowly thanked another person in the study.

Wang Bo'an was still dressed in a Confucian robe, sitting upright on a table and holding a book. Hearing Wang Qiong's thanks, he replied without raising his head: "You are too kind."

Wang Qiong shook his head slightly, knowing that Wang Bo'an had paid a lot during this period.

After bringing Fa Wuya back to Tiandu that day, Wang Bo'an had been expending his energy to heal him.

If it weren't for his continuous support day and night, Fa Wuya wouldn't have survived this long.

Looking at Wang Bo'an who said a word and then read the book by himself, Wang Qiong couldn't help but ask: "Others are eager to get some news from me, but you don't seem to care at all."

Wang Bo'an said without raising his head: "What should be said, the adults will naturally say it. If you don't want me to know, even if you ask, I'm sure the adults won't say it."

"Hahaha" Wang Qiong, who was still a little tired, suddenly laughed heartily. He shook his head and said: "If everyone in this world is like you, Wang Bo'an, I can save a lot of troubles."

His words were meaningful.

Since the Tiandu Rebellion, the news of the emperor's assassination spread everywhere, and I don't know how many people want to get news from him.

Even though Wang Qiong scolded him angrily many times, there are still people who are bent on scheming and want to get news, which makes him very annoyed.

Wang Boan finally put down the book, looked at Wang Qiong who was exhausted, and sighed: "Old man, you have worked hard during this period."

Even though he was concentrating on healing Fa Wuya, a lot of news reached his ears.

At this time when the situation was complicated and undercurrents were surging, there were so many plans and plots by all parties that no one would ignore Wang Boan, who was idle at home.

Not to mention his extraordinary talent in leading troops to fight, his unfathomable martial arts strength alone was considered by many to be enough to rank among the top ten in Tiandu.

For such a person, no one wanted him to be lured away by his opponents.

So even if Wang Boan did not take the initiative, some people would intentionally or unintentionally reveal a lot of information to him, thinking it was a good gesture.

With Wang Boan's intelligence, even some scattered news is enough for him to see through many things and understand some people's concerns.

He knew clearly how much courage and heavy responsibility the high-ranking Sima in front of him now shouldered.

"Alas." Wang Qiong sighed quietly, and he suddenly asked to the study: "Has the left deputy censor arrived?"

"Sir, we've arrived and are waiting in the side hall."

"Please invite Yushi Zuodu to come to the study!"

"Yes, sir."

Wang Boan smiled slightly: "If Mr. Boss has something to discuss with Brother Gu, I will leave first."

Wang Qiong sneered: "Don't pretend to be stupid. You should know that I invited you here today for some reasons."

Stopping Wang Boan from speaking, he said, "I'll talk to him when he comes."

Wang Boan nodded.

"I have met Lord Shangshu and Brother Wang." Gu Ji, who walked into the study, looked at Wang Bo'an who was also in the study. A strange color flashed in his eyes, but he said to the two of them calmly.

Wang Bo'an also nodded to Gu Ji: "I've met Brother Gu."

"Okay, no need to be polite, sit down." Wang Qiong waved her hand.

The three of them sat down, and Gu Ji first introduced what happened on the Northwest Road.

After listening to his words, Wang Qiong nodded slightly and praised: "You did a good job this time."

"I would like to thank you for the opportunity this time." He said modestly.

If it weren't for Wang Qiong's recommendation, this time the Northwest Road incident wouldn't have been his turn as a left deputy censor who had just entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Wang Qiong didn't say much on this matter, but first signaled to Wang Bo'an.

Wang Boan shook his head and replied: "No one was approaching."

Wang Qiongcai said to the two of them: "I invite you two to come here today because I have other things I want to discuss."

After a pause, he slowly said: "It's about the palace."

Wow!

Before they finished speaking, the two of them looked at Wang Qiong solemnly.

Wang Qiong didn't care about the changes in the expressions of the two men, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has already conquered Bintian."