Chapter Forty-Two Burial

  After a few seconds of silence, Chu Hao forced a smile: "Lao Liu, what does this mean?"

  The old willow adjusted the hat on his head, and his wrinkled face was calm, like a closed chrysanthemum, without any extra expression: "Your Highness, what you did in the capital last night was indeed bold and meticulous, with wisdom beyond ordinary people. Your Highness must have calculated that after impersonating the Ninth Prince, it would lead to the other princes joining forces to attack the Ninth Prince. And this matter, whether it was done by the Ninth Prince or if the Ninth Prince was framed, the result would be the same - everything would be blamed on the Ninth Prince! No one would dare to investigate this matter, and the several princes would all make a ironclad case, turning rumors into truth!"

  Chu Hao smiled slightly, and the reason he was fearless was because he had calculated this point. Moreover, with his reputation as a spoiled rich kid, others would never think of suspecting him. As for the young prince reporting to the emperor and ordering the Inspectorate to investigate, the chances of them finding out about him were also very small. Even if there were eyewitnesses who saw him with those big men from the school, he could just say that he was confronting them when Sun Haoran was attacked.

  Of course, this plan is not foolproof, but Chu Hao sees the gap and takes advantage of the little prince's favoritism and the dissatisfaction of other princes to perform this good show. But if the emperor really wants to investigate, it will probably be clear who is behind it all.

  However, judging from the budget, this matter will definitely be dragged on by several princes, and by that time, they will probably have left the capital themselves.

  Liu Lao's sharp eyes pierced through Xiaowang's plan at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel admiration. Chu Hao said calmly.

  Liu Lao shook his head, let out a dry laugh and said: "This old slave has followed the prince for so long, if I haven't even learned this much, then I'd have no face to continue staying in the palace."

  "Your Highness, your plan may be foolproof in the short term, but don't forget that these nine Dragon Guards soldiers are going with you on this mission. If their identities are exposed, it won't just affect you alone, but also Prince Wang and the entire Sun clan's power."

  Chu Hao was startled and frowned, saying: "Why does Old Liu take this matter so seriously?"

  "Now the king is not as powerful in court as he was before, if such a thing happens again, do you think the emperor will let go of such an opportunity to shake the tree and pick up leaves?" Liu Lao sighed and said: "Your Highness has been silent for three years, the hardships and bitterness that Your Highness has endured are clearer than anyone else's, but Your Highness should also be clear that the king is not better off than you in maintaining the entire mansion."

  Chu Hao felt a bit complicated in his heart, and indeed he had not considered these things. Thinking of the frail father king, Chu Hao also felt a bit unwell. He sincerely said: "Liu Lao, it's the young king's consideration that is lacking, thank you for helping the young king to settle this matter, bring them over."

  Liu Lao smiled expressionlessly, and Chu Hao couldn't help but admire his ability to make such a high-difficulty facial expression. He then asked, "Was it Father King who told Liu Lao to inform me of these matters?"

  Liu Lao lowered his head: "Your Highness, this is the old slave's own decision, and the king does not know about it. It's just that in recent years, the king has had a hard time. Now that Your Highness has come to your senses, the old slave dares to persuade you. Please, Your Highness, take into account the old slave's loyalty and do not punish me."

  "Don't worry, Liu Lao, Xiao Wang has a plan in mind." Chu Hao sighed softly and continued blandly: "Either endure or be ruthless, are these the words of our father king?"

  "Yes." Old Liu nodded and said, "The king has spoken, to achieve a higher position, one must remember this sentence." After a pause, he bowed his head and said, "Please make a decision, Your Highness."

  Chu Hao's expression was complex, and he naturally understood the meaning of this sentence. Liu Lao had brought them here, which already explained everything. Looking at the big man lying quietly below, Chu Hao really couldn't bring himself to do it.

  The entire martial arts arena was quiet, and Old Liu also didn't speak again, standing to one side, the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

  "Never mind." Chu Hao waved his hand and after a while said: "Lao Liu, are the other eight soldiers also in the Wang Mansion?"

  Liu Lao Dao said: "Yes, none of them fell."

  "Let's hand them over to Little Wang for now." Chu Hao fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "For the time being, let's just handle it this way."

  Liu Lao was taken aback and said: "Your Highness?!"

  "This will do for now, I'll explain to the king later." Chu Hao really couldn't bring himself to be cruel, shook his head and walked towards the outside of the training grounds, "Later, please trouble Old Liu to send them to my courtyard."

  Liu Lao watched Chu Hao's back, stood for a while, then helplessly sighed, picked up the big man on the ground again, and walked towards the backyard of the martial arts field.

  For himself revealing his true strength, Chu Hao didn't have a strong sense of crisis, because Chu Yunfei could be considered the person closest to him in this world. He was the father of the young master, and even if he found out, it wouldn't harm him.

  Moreover, Chu Yunfei is the king himself, with a mind and strategy that ordinary people can't match, so how could he possibly spread this matter out? Furthermore, Liu Lao is the king's confidant, and only these two know about this matter, so there isn't much of a problem.

  After today's events, he also knew that the capital city indeed hid dragons and tigers. Just mentioning one steward, Liu Lao, he was at least a pre-heavenly martial artist, and was at least several levels higher than the dog man and woman from that night.

  Rubbing his hair, Chu Hao was not worried about his own affairs being leaked, but he was indeed a bit annoyed in his heart.

  "Either endure or be cruel......" Chu Hao looked at the floating clouds above the Wang Fu, and a sense of confusion suddenly rose in his heart. He used to be just an artifact refiner, without true yuan power and spiritual roots, he was fundamentally unable to cultivate, so for the cruelty of the cultivation world, it was only hearsay, and he had not personally experienced it.

  But at this moment, he truly felt the cruelty of this world.

  Either endure or be cruel. Is this the path he will have to take in the future? And from his rebirth into this world, since he was in the palace as the prince's son, he knew that everything would start to be out of his control. He is probably unable to return to the carefree life he had before, in the foundry gate.

  Whether it's the mystery of his brother, mother's death, or that mysterious force, or imperial power, and Tao Ranju, all have been destined to be entangled with him.

  And this road, where does it lead to? Is it a path that welcomes the dawn and leads to a bright future, or is it an unknown and thorny path of no return?

  To gain something, one must lose something.

  Chu Hao didn't have true yuan force or spiritual roots in his past life. In this life, he obtained spiritual roots and will soon obtain the spiritual energy and true yuan force that belongs to cultivating the dao. However, he is destined to lose a comfortable environment and a carefree life like his previous one.

  Is this considered a return to the way?

  He shook his head and Chu Hao tried to throw off these annoying thoughts, taking a deep breath.

  Xiao Si followed closely behind him, and from the moment they left the training grounds, he had a look of deep concern on his face, as if wanting to speak but hesitating. Chu Hao inadvertently noticed this, stopped in his tracks, and asked: "Xiao Si, is there something you want to tell Wang?"

  "Little King..." Little Four lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, before saying: "General Shakes-the-World is no more."

  "Earth-shaking General?" Chu Hao was taken aback, and then he remembered the first battle he fought in this world, with the help of the cricket that led him to victory.

  "What's wrong?" Chu Hao frowned.

  "Recently, it's been Fācái who has been taking care of it. This morning, Fācái told Xiǎo Nú that Zhènshì Jiàngjūn is probably... probably won't live for many more days." Xiǎo Sì said, his face also somewhat gloomy. This cricket was bought by Young Master Wáng two months ago. During this time, he had taken care of it several times. Adding to that, last time Chǔ Hào won against the Little Prince, Xiǎo Sì also had feelings for this cricket.

  The cricket can live for two seasons, but it will die before the autumn is over. Chu Hao naturally knew what the reason was. He stared at the sky for a while without speaking. Today was a rare sunny day, with no scorching sun and thick clouds stretching across the sky.

  A hard-to-describe, heart-wrenching feeling spread from Chu Hao's heart. He smiled wryly and turned around, walking towards the east wing. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said: "Xiao Si, let Ning Caiyuan's servants take good care of General Zhen Shi. When it dies, Xiao Wang will personally erect a tombstone for it and bury it in Yuzhu Mountain outside the city."

  Looking for Hong Kong dollars.