MTL - Twilight Boundary-Chapter 311 A new emperor has been chosen (update added)

Chapter 311 Choosing a new emperor (new update added)

The black-robed mage next to him was suddenly confused by the conversation between the two people.

Of course he knew that this noble man had a good status. Although he was only an uncle, he was also the uncle of the Wei family. This status alone was enough for the master as a court official to save people, so he dared to give this person to Send it to Plum Blossom Alley.

But the master had doubts and didn’t want to save anyone, so that was all. Why did the old servant inexplicably talk about getting the county magistrate and becoming an official?

　　　How can a small county magistrate be worthy of speaking out and boasting in front of the master?

Besides, no one in the family can understand what the imperial court is like now. People in the government offices are all doing things with their tail between their legs. What the **** are you doing when you get a job as a county magistrate?

But after hearing this, the master's face became serious, which was beyond his expectation. Facing the master's gaze, the old servant just gritted his teeth slightly and nodded slowly.

 “Don’t talk.”

Just when the black-robed mage felt confused, the old man suddenly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. His face was already very heavy. He was about to speak, but suddenly he raised his head and glared at the young man waiting next to him.

The boy had not seen such an expression on the old man's face for many years, so he hurriedly shouted: "I know."

He turned around and left the house, and yelled at the servants outside to stop leaning against the door. Even those who were cooking in the kitchen and cleaning the courtyard also left quickly. They all hid outside the gate and stood in the alley. , waiting for someone in the yard to call.

"so…"

　　Until everyone had left, the old man slowly looked at the old servant and whispered: "Liyuan County, it's nothing."

"Although the evil spirits are causing serious trouble now, they should be sued and sued. But if I remember correctly, there is a Qinglian Sect in Liyuan County who is causing a lot of trouble?"

“Were they the ones who took advantage of the locust plague to confuse the victims, seize government offices, and open warehouses to release grain?”

　　　…”

The old servant didn't know whether what he said was good or bad. He was extremely nervous, but for the sake of his uncle, he still nodded.

The old man looked at him intently, not allowing him to lie, and said in a low voice: "Your master accepted the lawsuit at this time, and it was the Wei family who arranged it. So, is he going to get rid of the bandits, or..."

　　…“…to be a master for others?”

　　　…”

The old servant never expected that the old man in front of him would guess so many things with just one sentence. For a moment, he was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat.

When the old man in Plum Blossom Alley saw this, he knew there was no need to ask.

I nodded secretly in my heart. The answer was actually quite clear. If it was really just to get rid of the bandits and avoid chaos in the world, then the people sent there should be swordsmen in the sect. How could I get such an old scholar with no morals?

 He nodded slowly and finally said slowly: "So, it has really started?"

"finally…"

  “…Are we going to start choosing a new emperor?”

　　　…”

It was just a word, but it seemed like a thunderbolt struck in this dark room, and it had the feeling of shaking people out of their souls.

 The old servant could not help but say it at first, but now he realized that the matter was too big and did not dare to say it.

The black-robed mage next to him had an anxious look on his face. He really didn't know what his master was talking about, but seeing his serious expression, he didn't dare to ask. In his anxiety, he finally heard what his master said, and he suddenly understood. He was so shocked that his heart stopped for a moment.

 The court has been doing nothing for many years, and everyone has become accustomed to it.

 The matter of the emperor being skinned was no longer a secret. Countless people talked about it in secret, and it was even regarded as a strange story and spread among the people.

 But, choosing a new emperor?

 At least at the level of a black-robed mage, it is hard to imagine how big this matter is.

 “Others, I don’t know.”

The old servant stammered and said hard: "I only know that the master has a heavy responsibility this time and must go to it. To be honest, if there is enough time, I can just ask the Wei family to come and find someone. But now my master But we can’t delay it for so long…”

 “It’s better to ask the court official to take action and save my master?”

　　　…”

 “Don’t say these words again.”

The old man raised his hand to stop him from kneeling down. His expression suddenly became serious and he looked at the old servant:

"Your master, as soon as he came here, he was haunted by an innocent ghost? Didn't he make any preparations?"

　　　…”

 “I did it…”

The old servant said anxiously: "To be on the safe side, I sent someone over first to check and make sure that there were no evil spirits in the well. Even so, to be on the safe side, I sealed it. As a result, I was stalked inexplicably while walking on the road. Get married..."

Mr. Mei frowned and suddenly looked at his disciple: "What did the little hall official say?"

"She...she just said that it is only natural and right for those unjust criminals to demand their lives, and outsiders should not interfere..."

　　　…”

 “Outsiders should not interfere…”

Mr. Mei repeated these words, and then suddenly sighed deeply and said: "No wonder..." "I didn't understand just now, why does that noble man care about such a trivial matter?"

"Haha, it seems that although I stay in Mingzhou, hide myself very deep, and don't have any contact with people in Mingzhou capital, I actually understand everything."

“The matter of choosing an emperor is not a trivial matter. It is impossible for him not to be aware of it. Now he may be trying to see the big from the small and deliberately showing his attitude..."

　　　…”

“So, in fact, my master did not accidentally encounter evil spirits. In fact, someone deliberately did something to my master..."

In fact, what the old gentleman said was not very clear, but the old servant suddenly guessed it. He was sweating profusely and his face was as white as a piece of paper. He hurriedly said: "Old gentleman, I even said these things. , you must be very careful..."

 “Mo Yan!”

But the old gentleman suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him. The servant stopped talking and just stared longingly.

The old gentleman kept loosening and clenching his hands, as if he was experiencing extreme suffering. After a long time, he suddenly made a decision, stared straight at the old servant, and said in a deep voice: "Remember, Since that is what he wants, no one can save your master."

 The old servant’s eyes were wide open in fear. He wanted to speak, but was interrupted again.

The old gentleman lowered his voice: "But if you are really worried about your father's life and are willing to take risks, there may be a chance of survival..."

 “I...I do!”

The old servant hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Seeing how loyal the servant was, the old gentleman frowned slightly, made a decision, stood up suddenly, and came to the noble man who had fallen asleep in the car.

He opened his eyelids, took a look, and touched his pulse for a long time, then whispered to the servant: "Your master is entangled in injustice. Every day that drags on, his luck and life will be shortened." One point, but I can give him something to keep him temporarily."

“It’s just that I don’t accept your money, I’ll just treat it as if you stole it from me.”

“And you need to hurry up immediately and rush to Pengjiaji, two hundred miles away, to Gouzi Camp in Nanshan Col in the southwest.”

"There, I covered my eyes with black cloth and groped forward. Whenever there was laughter around me, I turned around and walked in the direction of the laughter. I turned five turns in a row. If I didn't die, I took off the blindfold. Black cloth."

“If you can see a black temple, then take three steps and one step at a time, kneel down and enter the temple to pray to God, and tell everything clearly about your master’s origins and upcoming appointment.”

“If the statue in the temple speaks to you, your master will have a chance of survival.”

"And if the other party wants to ask you for a sacrifice, don't mention the three animals and blood food. Just tell them one thing directly. Maybe you can impress it."

　　　…”

　　　…”

There were a lot of weird things in this series of words, but seeing the old gentleman's solemn words, the old servant didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he could only try his best to write down these words.

When the old gentleman finished speaking, he still had questions in his mind, but when he looked up at the old gentleman, he saw that he had already stood up and returned to the inner hall, as if he had not said anything just now. The door was also closed.

The old servant reacted for a long time before he suddenly understood. He stood up hurriedly and went to the **** shop in front. He took a casual tablet with a glance, came out quickly, and stuffed it into his master's hand.

Throughout the whole process, even the pawnshop owner turned a blind eye to his actions, as if he didn't see them.

Then, the old servant glared at the other servants and asked them to take care of the master. He pulled off a horse that was pulling the cart and went out quickly. Hearing a burst of noise, it was far away. He left the alley.

The people in the courtyard were frightened by this mysterious aura, and no one dared to speak loudly. Only the black-robed mage hurriedly followed him into the inner hall.

I saw the old gentleman kneeling on the futon, kowtowing to several obscure statues of gods above, whispering for a long time, and then carefully inserted the three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner.

At this moment, he asked anxiously: "Sir, is that..."

"This noble man deserves to be saved, but not because of him, nor because of his status as the uncle of the Wei family."

Mr. Mei stood up on the futon and said slowly: "It's just that I shouldn't be the one to save him, and you can't save him. Now in the entire Mingzhou and surrounding areas, the only one who can possibly save him is Yes, there are only those worshiped in the black temple..."

The black-robed mage had already guessed it, but he was not sure yet. He said cautiously: "I heard from your husband that what is offered in that temple is..."

The old man in Plum Blossom Alley fell silent for a long time before he said in a low voice: "The Five Evil Gods."

 “Five Evil Gods?”

After confirming these words, the black-robed mage was suddenly startled, his heart was trembling and his lips were dry, and he whispered in a low voice: "How dare you invite such a fierce, violent and unruly person to come over?"

  “There is no way.”

The old man from Plum Blossom Alley waved his hand. He obviously knew the consequences of inviting this thing over better than his apprentice, but he just sighed lowly and said: "If you want to save his life, this is the only way..."

"This old scholar has changed his life..."

   Another chapter today, it’s almost the Chinese New Year

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