Chapter Fourteen: The Past is Like Clouds and Smoke, White Bones Piled High
In the first year of Xihe, Emperor Ming of Liu died, and his youngest son Liu Gan ascended to the throne, changing the era name to Xihe. Liu left a will, which at the same time as ordering Liu Gan to ascend to the throne, made Liu Chu the regent king, assisting the young emperor.
According to seniority, Liu Chu was the fourth uncle of Liu Qian. In the imperial court, he was addressed as Fourth Master. Before Liu Qian had the ability to govern, all major documents were reviewed and revised by Liu Chu before being submitted to Liu Qian for final approval.
It can be said that Liu Chu is the behind-the-scenes emperor of this empire.
As Liu Qian grew up, he heard the gossipy palace staff endlessly chattering in private, and thus developed a dislike for his fourth uncle, who had been close to him since childhood, and his temperament became increasingly violent.
The Qingyu Order is not a good thing, this kind of evil spirit has always been forbidden in the imperial palace, especially for those who guard it. Within ten generations, his family will be affected, and their descendants will be prone to violence and murder, not to mention the possibility of a tragic death, which is far greater than that of ordinary people, and ultimately they cannot escape the fate of extinction.
Rumor has it that the founding emperor of Kaicheng, Liu Feng, was assisted by a mysterious figure in his youth. This mysterious figure helped him annihilate an enemy army of 100,000 soldiers at Ghost Abyss. The mysterious figure, adhering to the principle of not using something for nothing, refined the 100,000 soldiers into a ghostly army. Emperor Kaicheng relied on this supernatural army to establish the Liu dynasty. When he went to look for the mysterious figure again, he had vanished without a trace, leaving behind only the key to controlling the 100,000 ghostly soldiers - the Qingyu Seal.
The Qingyu Order had been passed down through generations in the hands of the Liu Emperor, for that so-called supreme right, ignoring its danger. However, retribution finally came, until the eighth generation of emperors, strange things never stopped in the palace.
For example, being able to hear someone sobbing or wailing in the middle of the night is really just child's play. The most violent incident was when that poor emperor almost got strangled to death while sleeping, and when the imperial physician came to examine him, he couldn't find anything wrong with his neck for half a day, yet he could clearly see the dark purple marks on his neck in the mirror. What made him feel uneasy was that not even the palace staff on duty that night or the secret guards who were hiding on the beams of his bedroom had seen or heard anyone sneaking into his bedchamber...
He finally died at the age of thirty, lying on a soft couch, with his eyes wide open in extreme terror, as if he had seen the underworld of Asura.
The ninth emperor did not believe in this evil, and publicly declared that he would break the curse. However, less than a month later, he became listless and depressed. Whenever something was not to his liking, he would kill palace servants without hesitation, ignoring the warnings of high-ranking officials. Some senior officials who crossed him were even beheaded on the spot. As a result, everyone in the imperial court lived in fear, and various factions began to stir restlessly.
Less than three months later, he returned home drunk and fell into an icy pond.
The tenth emperor was a decisive and ruthless ruler. On the day of his ascension to the throne, he spent the whole night discussing with his inner servants and close ministers in the study room. Three days later, he finally decided to entrust the Qingyu Order to a certain noble family for safekeeping. The family, due to their ancestors' gratitude towards the imperial court, agreed and accepted the terms of the treaty, which included not being allowed to hold official positions above the sixth rank, solely because the Qingyu Order only recognized the commands of its custodian.
This family then withdrew from politics and changed its surname. It was placed under the surveillance of the Imperial Guards, and at any sign of unrest, it would be immediately annihilated without needing to report to higher authorities.
Under such intense pressure, the family finally aroused a little pitiful sympathy from those in power. In aspects not involving power and wealth, those in power have always been generous.
But now in the imperial court, the emperor and the regent king have equal power, so the final showdown is undoubtedly that legendary Qingyu Order.
The Xun family has already been exposed, it's just a matter of who makes their move first.
I am lovely divider line
The West Chamber is a must-see, and no other place can compare with its fragrance and beauty.
At this moment, she can't help but want to kick that stubborn man who is as hard as a clamshell to death. Ah no, to be precise, he did say a lot of words, but damn it, all he said was teasing and more teasing!!!
Liu Yingying was really angry, she made a series of un-ladylike gestures in front of the man's drunkenly handsome face, sticking out her tongue and baring her teeth. Anyway, he was already dead drunk and couldn't see anything, so she didn't hold back at all.
"Hmph, you don't say I'm virtuous and gentle? I'll pinch you to show you." Yuying glared at his smooth skin, couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and directly pinched him. Heaven knows how the usually elegant Yuying made such a childish move, and she didn't even think deeply about why she was acting out of character.
After rubbing for a while, she looked at the man's still calm breathing, which was really helpless. As soon as she thought of the task given to her by her master, she became annoyed and rubbed her eyebrows with her hand before leaving her room with a swish of her sleeve.
With a bang, the door slammed shut and the room fell silent. The soft fragrance of the daughter's scent lingered, surrounding my nostrils for a long time, as if she was still there, kneeling on the cushion, her slender white hands holding the wine jug, the transparent liquid emitting an intoxicating glow.
The man on the couch opened his eyes, and the clear and pure pupils had already lost their intoxication. He reached out to touch his face, the temperature was gone, but the faint pain revealed the evil deeds of that woman not long ago.
"Hmph, you're really ruthless." He muttered, seemingly dissatisfied, but the corners of his eyebrows were curved with a hint of a smile.
This beauty, he's really taken too long. Next time, should I sell out my old friend a little bit? Xun Qing shouldn't kill himself, right? He thought to himself, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
He turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, and eventually fell into a deep sleep, with shallow breathing becoming long and gentle.
Before the storm, let's enjoy ourselves first.
