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Chapter 237 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 52

After three rounds of drinking, when the moonlight was half full, Jiuli was the first to get up and leave. The ministers behind him breathed a sigh of relief and toasted each other.

After the end of the year, officials who passed the assessment received their positions and went to take up their posts in the territories under their jurisdiction.

The governor accidentally leaked the news that the map of mountains and rivers that monitored the four counties could reveal all those who were causing trouble. Those who had done many evil things stopped after being caught after several attempts.

During the three-year mourning period that followed, Daqin completely entered the fast lane of development towards the Immortal Dynasty. From time to time, a shadow would appear above the imperial city. The people went from staring at it intently at the beginning to not caring at all and getting used to it.

The Imperial City Guards and the Silver Armor Guards were mobilized to register all the mountain spirits and ghosts on the Kyushu Continent who were unwilling to surrender, and sent people to guard them. If there was any unusual movement, they would be reported to the Imperial City and killed directly.

The map of the Qin Empire was filled with a peaceful and tranquil blue light, which was a manifestation of peace and prosperity. Any invasion by foreign enemies would be immediately marked.

Talented people were selected from the armies of various places to form the Four Fierce Beast Corps, which were to guard the four borders. At the same time, the Twenty-Seven Constellations were also incorporated into the Nine Provinces to assist the governors.

In September of the 20th year of Cheng'an, the mountains and rivers were finally sorted out. The 36 water lords and mountain lords each ruled a county and were directly responsible to the governor of the state, just like the 36 county governors.

At this time, the talent show is about to begin. Men from all over the country who are both talented and virtuous and have a talent for cultivation, ranging from twenty to fifteen, are nominated to go to the imperial city through the portal.

The ancestral land is lush with vegetation and flourishing with fairy flowers. In the darkness, countless creepy and terrifying auras are blowing in the face, as if they will launch a shocking blow at any time and kill all invaders.

They seemed to be the embodiment of darkness, coming from the abyss. After falling to the ground, they quickly stood at both ends, with their hands hanging down, their faces serious and respectful.

At this time, a dark carriage pulled by eight exotic beasts came rushing down from the horizon like a meteor. In front and behind the carriage were the Silver Armor Guards, a powerful army that had fought in battles all over the world. Now, only one person could mobilize this guard.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" They did not rely on their powerful strength to be negligent in the slightest. Instead, their demeanor became more respectful and humble.

"No need." Jiuli said as she got off the car along the wooden corridor.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" They all had only one unified code name, that is, Mo Gewei! They were the intelligence force in the hands of Emperor Qin.

It is also a secret guard with top assassination capabilities.

"Keep hiding and don't let anyone step into this place." Jiuli said coldly. "Xia Sheng, wait here."

"Yes." When the footsteps gradually faded away, everyone stood up.

The Mogo guards quickly disappeared into the darkness, as if they had never appeared. If it weren't for the occasional leak of aura, who would have thought that such a powerful force was hidden here! This place looks like just an ordinary place.

Xia Sheng led his men to turn around and tightly surround the mausoleum, scanning the surroundings like an eagle, as if he would even try to discern whether a fly flying by was male or female.

Jiuli walked down the white jade-like stone steps slowly. At the end of the stone steps was a huge coffin made entirely of spiritual jade. Through the translucent lid, one could clearly see the face of the person inside. It was exactly the same as three years ago, with rosy lips.

The person in the coffin who seems to be ready to wake up at any time is the deceased Emperor Cheng'an, and countless rare treasures are placed around his body.

"Father, I have lived up to your expectations. Daqin has now successfully entered the Immortal Dynasty." Sitting on the steps in front of the coffin, Jiuli whispered about the changes in Daqin.

"Time is running out, the child is back." He stood up and took out a delicate white jade bottle from his sleeve and poured the fiery red liquid with rich spiritual power into the jade coffin, "It's good for your body. Refine it."

The face of Emperor Cheng'an, who was imprisoned in the body, had two big words written on it: Rebellious Son! He could even smell the smell of his body being cooked! Refining? Hmm? What is this? The Imperial Scripture?! He subconsciously circulated the burning breath in his body according to the scripture.

The strange beast pulled the carriage into the air. Mogewei sensed the burning breath coming from behind him and paused for a moment. "Never mind, His Majesty has already said so. No need to pay attention to it. Leave a few people to guard the rest of the retreat."

Entering directly from the top of the Imperial City, no one blocked his way, and the portal below leading to Xiu Nan from various states opened at this time.

"Who is that? Isn't it said that flying is prohibited in the imperial city?" The young man in gorgeous clothes had a puzzled look on his face, and he looked very pleasing.

"That's not what you should ask." The guard scolded coldly, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Hey, what's your attitude? How come this is not something I should ask?" The young master said coquettishly.

"Go quickly, don't delay the people behind." The guards didn't take the young master seriously at all. Your Majesty is so wise and powerful, how could he be interested in this green boy?

September 20th was an auspicious day, and the wild geese were flying high, which was a good omen. Outside the Nanyan Gate, the people waiting were no longer the girls dressed in fancy clothes, but gentlemen in blue clothes with only hairbands on their hair, all of whom looked clean and refreshing.

In the main hall of Changning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhi sat on the left side and felt that the chair under her was quite uncomfortable. She thought about the talent show that was being held for her daughter, which she would never have dared to think about in the past.

"Announce, Mo Shangyun, Liu Yazhou, Xu Jingdong, Wu Qingqiu, Xuan Wenxin, and Runlan are here to see the emperor." Liu Zhong, the little eunuch entrusted with an important task by Xia Sheng, announced the decree loudly. His voice was drawn out, his palms were full of sweat, and he was nervous.

The six people who were called straightened their clothes and became nervous. They followed the young eunuch with slightly stiff steps, walked around the corridor in front of the courtyard, and entered the main hall.

Everyone looked straight ahead, and could only catch a glimpse of the imperial guards in black armor on both sides, and the hem of His Majesty's clothes sitting on the high platform. The black bird pattern seemed to burn people's hearts.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager are greeted by your Majesty, your Majesty, and your Majesty the Empress Dowager." Repeat from left to right, and wait for the end.

"I think Mo Shangyun has the appearance of an immortal, and Xuan Wenxin is also gentle and graceful. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Give me flowers." Jiuli raised her hand slightly with a deep look in her eyes.

"Cihua, next team." Xia Sheng flicked his whisk and said loudly, and someone came forward to take the six eliminated people away.

When he was taken out, Mo Shangyun looked back inadvertently. On the high platform, he saw the owner of the cold voice, wearing a black imperial robe with dark patterns of black birds all over his clothes, majestic and solemn. When their eyes met, Mo Shangyun's heart was slightly unstable.

"Is this the end?" After coming out, Mo Shangyun was still in a daze. He prepared for half a year only to get this moment of result?

"Yeah." Wu Qingqiu didn't take it to heart. He was just going through the motions. From now on, he would have a free time and the sky would be his to roam freely.

Mu Huasui was among the crowd, tidying up his clothes, his face expressionless, but his eyes full of nervousness. Fortunately, his team was at the back, so it would not be his turn today.

Sure enough, just after the afternoon, the person who had shouted from No. 6 Middle School came running to pass on the message.

"Your Majesty has important matters to attend to. Today's selection ends here. Please come back tomorrow. I will take my leave."