I have Immortality In The Cultivation World-Chapter 584 - 445 Grandmaster showdown

Chapter 584 -445 Grandmaster showdown

The Prince of Pingxi is planning a rebellion!

Zhou Yi was startled to his feet, staring fixedly at Zhou Ping’an.

“What qualifications does he have to rebel?”

It had been six years since the Orthodox Emperor’s ascension to the throne, and with accomplishments like destroying kingdoms and expanding territories, all it would take was for him to show himself on the city walls, and the rebellious soldiers would defect back.

Zhou Ping’an said, “Father, haven’t you already guessed it?”

“Within, there is the Empress Dowager; without, the King of the Northern Defense!”

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Zhou Yi paced back and forth: “The prince’s ascension to restore the old system and appease the court officials after quelling the clans has at least a fifty percent chance of success.”

Zhou Ping’an suggested, “Father could send a message to His Majesty, issuing an edict to strip the Prince of Pingxi of his military authority!”

“His Majesty, he doesn’t trust our family…”

Zhou Yi’s eyes were deep with thought, weighing right from wrong, considering both aiding His Majesty to eradicate treachery and pondering if he could become one of the treacherous himself.

Our family has never been loyal to anyone but power itself!

“The Empress Dowager is already extremely disgusted with our family, and the Prince of Pingxi won’t let us pick the fruit of success…”

Zhou Yi helplessly shook his head, silently reminding himself not to take irreversible actions in the future.

“Ping’an, what do you think should be done about this?”

“We should prepare for both eventualities, considering defeat even before potential victory, and move the Zhou family out of the capital to hide, to avoid being used as hostages by the rebels.”

Zhou Ping’an continued, “At the same time, send someone to find out where His Majesty is. If he cannot be found before the autumn sacrifice, Father should also leave the imperial palace as soon as possible.”

Note: The autumn sacrifice is one of the four seasonal sacrifices to the ancestral temple, and due to its connection with the autumn harvest tax, it is second only in importance to the spring sacrifice.

“What Ping’an said is right.”

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, not in agreement with the suggestion, but pleased that Zhou Ping’an was advising him to leave the palace.

Preservation of life comes first, power is secondary!

“That Martial Barbarian of the Prince of Pingxi, not even understanding the concept of nurturing villains for self-importance, has the same record of destroying kingdoms but only received the title of King of another surname, powerless in reality.”

Zhou Yi said, “Forming a regency together with the Inner Palace and the King of the Northern Defense couldn’t possibly be his own idea; there must be a mastermind advising him from behind!”

Zhou Ping’an said, “The most urgent task is to find His Majesty.”

Zhou Yi took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, engraved with a complex and seemingly random pattern.

“Go to No. 16 Anchang Lane, find a fellow called Old Dog, he will help the Zhou family hide in Jiangnan.”

Zhou Ping’an took the jade pendant and bowed as he said,

“Take care, Father!”

“Heh heh heh…”

Zhou Yi chuckled strangely and patted Zhou Ping’an on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry, Ping’an. I rose from the lowliest eunuch to the Grand Director of the Imperial Household, having survived numerous life-and-death situations to this day by being cautious.”

Watching Zhou Ping’an depart, Zhou Yi’s expression suddenly turned icy. With a bang, he slammed his hand on the table.

Boom!

The valuable golden sandalwood table shattered into a cloud of splinters.

“Godfather!”

“Director!”

Hearing the noise, the godson and inner servants who entered the room saw Zhou Yi in a towering rage and quickly knelt on the ground, praying they wouldn’t bear the brunt of his wrath.

At the same time, they prayed to the gods and Buddha that this might lead to a colleague’s demise, making room for their own promotion.

Zhou Yi swept his chilling gaze over them; not venting anger was not his way of doing things, and eventually, his gaze landed on his godson, little ‘Zongzi’.

“Little Zongzi, is there any news from the spies at the Prince of Pingxi’s residence?”

“Reporting to godfather,”

Little Zongzi’s legs trembled, nearly collapsing: “The doormen and grooms at the mansion are all spies from the Eastern Depot, recording all who come and go without detecting anything unusual.”

Zhou Yi continued to inquire, “How is the Prince of Pingxi’s Princely Heir?”

A thud in Little Zongzi’s heart, guessing there was a problem with the spies, yet not daring to fabricate any report, he said with a firm resolve.

“Still acting like a spoiled brat.”

“Useless!”

Zhou Yi flicked his wrist, and his True Qi blasted Little Zongzi away, crashing him harshly against a courtyard column.

Ignoring the intense pain, Little Zongzi crawled back, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

“Godfather spare my life, I will strictly punish the spies, replace them with capable ones, and turn the Prince of Pingxi’s residence upside down!”

“Too late.”

Zhou Yi made a grabbing motion in the air, pulling Little Zongzi to him, tightly clutching his neck.

“I ask you, the silver that the Inspectorate allotted for the spies in the Northern Border, why did it only amount to twenty taels in their hands?”

The Northern Border was already a land fraught with war and danger, in addition to the suspicious King of the Northern Defense; the Inspectorate specially increased the stipend to a hundred taels to reassure them.

Yet, the spies ended up receiving only a fifth of that.

“Godfather, I admit my guilt,”

Little Zongzi wept, terrified: “I am willing to contribute all my family wealth to the Inspectorate’s coffers to make up for the shortfall in the Northern Border spies’ stipends.”

“If there is a crime without punishment, how can I, as the Director, continue to carry out my duties?”

Zhou Yi squeezed his hand, and Little Zongzi’s face turned purple from asphyxiation; soon after, he was smothered to death.

Zhou Yi then tossed the body outside the hall. The on-duty servants swiftly carried away the corpse. The plants and trees in the palace flourished so well because they were nourished by the lives of servants and palace maids.

Zhou Yi sat in his chair, lost in thought for a long while, and then gave an order.

“Xiao Yinzi, take my card and go to Kunning Palace, ask the Empress Dowager if she would like to have dinner.”

“As you command.”

Xiao Yinzi followed the command and left. After a while, he returned to the duty hall and reported.

“Godfather, the Empress Dowager said she does not require it!”

“Heh heh heh…”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi’s anger turned into laughter, and he said coldly, “The foolish woman, she just can’t wait. Even if she wins, she will only be a puppet!”

After a little probing, Zhou Yi became certain that the Empress Dowager, confident in her victory with the support of the Prince of Pingxi, looked down on an affiliation with the Imperial Household.

“It’s a pity, His Majesty doesn’t trust me.”

Zhou Yi meditated with closed eyes for a long while, his expression growing more fierce and ruthless.

“Tonight at the hour of Zi (11 PM to 1 AM), surround Kunning Palace. I shall have a talk with the Empress Dowager myself!”

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On a night with dark skies and high winds, perfect for killing and setting fires.

Within the darkness,

Squads of inner servants converged from various palaces, sealing off Kunning Palace completely, their expressions merciless, completely indifferent to the Empress Dowager’s noble status.