Twin Space: The Evil King Should Never Think of Taking the Throne

An hour later, Guo Sheng went to the palace to meet the emperor and pointed out that there was something fishy about Liushuo's peace talks. He also reported the situation of the war in the northern border to the emperor, requesting all those who deserved rewards and punishing all those who deserved punishment.

Emperor Zhangde looked at the thick memorial and knew that the battle in the northern border was not easy. Liu Shuo was strong, and Guo Sheng had taken back Yuecheng and resisted the foreign tribes, which was really a great contribution.

"Sheng'er, you've worked hard. I'm... sorry for you. I heard you were injured. Are you okay?"

"Your Majesty, I have recovered."

"Sheng'er has always been cautious, how could he fall into those people's trap this time?"

When Guo Sheng heard Emperor Zhangde ask this, he hesitated. Should he tell the emperor about the matter? Wouldn't it just cause him more trouble?

"Sheng'er, there's no need to be too formal between you and me, uncle and nephew."

"Your Majesty, the thief disguised himself as a teacher, and Sheng'er was distracted for a moment and got tricked."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhangde slammed his desk and stood up, his eyes almost popping out. He looked at Guo Sheng, his anger still bubbling out.

"What a good method! Killing people is not enough, these people deserve to be killed."

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Sheng'er has already passed this test, but Sheng'er is worried that they will do the same thing and hurt Your Majesty."

Guo Sheng knelt down in front of the dragon case, knowing that this trick would work every time against them, because the teacher was their common pain. And this involved not only the teacher's life, but also the master's.

"They have such cruel and greedy hearts!"

Emperor Zhangde was furious, and Guo Sheng knelt before the desk, feeling sad. For a moment, there was silence in the Qinzheng Hall. Suddenly, Emperor Zhangde seemed to have just woken up from a dream and shouted:

"Not good, there is no one around the old Duke right now, those people..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. The Swordsmen have already arrived."

"You mean they went there? And you saw them, too?"

"On the day I was stabbed, Junior Master-Uncle came to my aid, and Senior Dongfang was also there."

Emperor Zhangde breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat back on his throne. He waved to Guo Sheng, and Guo Sheng left. Guo Sheng raised his head and looked at the high palace walls. This country was forced upon the emperor by the emperor. If the emperor had not ascended the throne, how free and unrestrained he would be now.

Emperor Zhangde sat on the dragon throne with mixed feelings. Guo Sheng's experience made him more determined. He wanted to destroy the Huo family, uproot that corrupt family, and avenge them.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to see the cold woman in white, holding a sword in her hand and teaching twelve-year-old Guo Sheng one move at a time. Her expression was focused, and her eyes were so cold that they could be frost-stained, but Guo Sheng was not unhappy at all, but became more attentive. After a while, a handsome young man came in front of the two, smiled at the big and small, stretched out his hand to take the big one away, and left the small one for him.

"If you are my brother, please help watch him. I will take Lin'er away first."

He could only watch the icy beauty leave with her friends and take over the job of guiding little Guo Sheng in martial arts.

"Lin'er!"

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He would never forget that day. That day fifteen years ago. The setting sun was like fire, burning the sky red, and the shouts of killing in the forest were deafening. He could only wait outside, being guarded by the Huo family army.

Lin Shizong, the head of the Lin family, his good friend Ouyang Mu, his junior sister Yun Ling, his junior brother Dongfang Yu and other people from the Yun clan were pushed into the forest of death. For five days, 30,000 people wailed in it, and the sky seemed to be on fire. Until the dawn of the fifth day, the red color of the sky like a fire dissipated, and everything returned to peace. Half of the people who broke into the forest of no return came out, but all of them were crazy, like zombies.

The Huo family army never recovered from this, and the emperor once again held the power of life and death. Although he dealt with several members of the Huo family who had caused trouble, he did not touch the foundation of the Huo family, because the imperial power at that time could not be shaken at all.

Five days later, Lin Shizong and Ouyang Mu came back, looking distraught and without any vitality. It turned out that the five days of not returning to the forest were like purgatory, and the one who freed them from purgatory was none other than the goddess in his heart, Yun Lin.

Although the two people did not say much, he could imagine that in order to prevent the army from entering the Cloud Clan and to send the army out of the Forest of No Return, his goddess exchanged peace for suicide.

He knew that the Yun Clan had something to protect because they were secluded from the world. The Huo Clan had always wanted that thing, but they didn't want to hurt others and end up hurting themselves. Half a month later, the retired emperor was extremely disappointed with his princes, so he passed the throne to him. He didn't want it, but he had to.

Because the retired emperor appointed the head of the Lin family, whose identity as the Yun clan had been exposed at that time, as the Duke of Protector of the Country. In name, he asked the Duke of Protector of the Country to collect money for him, but in fact it was a kind of protection to prevent the Huo family from looking for him again and forcing him to return to the Yun clan.

At that time, Ouyang Mu, who was the prospective son-in-law of the Yun clan, was also targeted by the Huo family. However, Ouyang Mu had unique skills and was very smart, so he was not afraid of anything. Not only that, he also helped him stabilize his regime for several years, and only left when the court was stable and the people were prosperous.

When he sent Ouyang away, he knew that he was going to find the goddess. In the years when the goddess left, Ouyang was alive, but also died. Ouyang had always hoped that one day he could reunite with the goddess. Ouyang asked so much, how could he, as a good friend, not let him fulfill his wish? In the end, Ouyang got his wish and left with the goddess, while he sat on the dragon throne, guarding his loneliness for the rest of his life.

"Ouyang, tell me, between the two of us, whose life is more meaningful?"

The past was too hard to recall, and Emperor Zhangde was already in tears.

"Sure enough, no matter how many years have passed, I can't get over this disaster. The Huo family must die."

When Emperor Zhangde thought of this, he immediately picked up the pen and began to write. After finishing, he read it carefully again, then let the ink dry and carefully put it in a special paper envelope.

"Come here, give this letter to the Emperor. Remember, wait for the Emperor's reply before coming back."

"Yes."

The man left in a hurry, and Emperor Zhangde waited silently in the hall. He had never been so anxious, as if the resentment and hatred that had been accumulated for fifteen years would finally erupt at the next moment.

"It's been fifteen years. She's dead, Ouyang is gone, and the life I longed for is buried. I must overthrow the Huo family, otherwise I will die with regrets."

Emperor Zhangde walked back and forth like a possessed man, becoming more and more anxious. At this moment, the messenger came back with a letter sealed in the same paper.

Emperor Zhangde couldn't wait to open the envelope, and what was inside was pretty much what he had expected.

"Hong'er, everything is up to you."

Seeing these words, Emperor Zhangde burst into tears again. Over the past fifteen years, he had resented and hated before, but none of them softened his heart as much as these few words.

He slowly stood up and knelt down in the direction of the emperor.

"Hong'er thanks Uncle Huang for his help."