The Path Toward Heaven

Eunuch He has only one His Majesty.

The young emperor knew this very well, and said with endless resentment: I'm an unfamiliar wolf cub, what about you?

He Zhan stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, without saying a word.

The young emperor panted and said: I have respected you for many years, just like a real uncle, but...you still can't soften your heart. You never thought of letting me live to adulthood...yes...just like what those people outside the palace said, you will kill me and replace me with a new little emperor.

He Zhan said: It's very troublesome to choose a child to be emperor, and I don't want to.

The young emperor did not know where his strength came from, and he shouted angrily: But then you can be the emperor forever!

He Zhan was silent for a while, and said, You are wrong. The reason why I want to kill you is not because I want to be emperor, but because you don't recognize your father.

The young emperor lowered his voice and murmured: But I am not the late emperor's son... I haven't even met him a few times.

You're not wrong, but he's my friend. If you don't want to be his son, he will die.

He Zhan said: I have no choice but to choose another emperor who is willing to be his son.

The young emperor suddenly giggled, looking a little crazy, and said: Is it because you can't give birth that you care so much about this matter?

He Zhan reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, Take a good rest.

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The young emperor died, and passed away peacefully in his sleep, without suffering any pain.

There was no turmoil in the imperial court, and there were not even many discussions among the people. The slightest sign of instability in the Hejian Mansion was quickly suppressed.

It wasn't until this time that the officials in the imperial court and some people in the palace really understood how powerful Eunuch He's control over the country was.

Many people then remembered the rumors related to Eunuch He.

Eunuch He doesn't drink, doesn't ask for delicious food, doesn't care about luxury enjoyment, doesn't play chess, doesn't go crazy about mountains, doesn't covet lakes, and doesn't have any hobbies.

He wakes up in the early morning every day and goes to bed very late. It is said that he only sleeps for two hours at most, so where does his time go?

Only the confidantes of the anti-crime factory know how hard-working Eunuch He is in practicing martial arts and dealing with government affairs, and he is tireless in studying and studying every day.

The purpose of reading and studying is to improve the strength of the realm as soon as possible and strengthen the ability to deal with state affairs.

As for those conspiracies or foresight, they all belong to the category of pondering and dealing with people, and it doesn't take much energy for the experienced Eunuch He.

To say goodbye to the old is to welcome the new, the throne cannot be vacant, and it is imminent to establish a new monarch.

There are only two people who are qualified to discuss this matter.

In the quiet Yuan Palace.

The queen mother looked at He Zhan and said with a pale face: What do you want to do? Be the emperor? Do you really want to seize the land left by the former emperor?

After she married the first emperor, she has never had any children. In the past few years, she brought the young emperor to study in the palace and listened to the government, so she inevitably had some feelings.

He Zhan didn't answer her question, and said, Choose a smaller one, it's better if you haven't remembered anything yet.

The queen mother said sharply: Whoever you choose has nothing to do with you! Don't even think about lifting a finger on this matter!

He Zhan said calmly, Why are you so wary of me?

The queen mother stared into his eyes, with strong hatred, she gritted her teeth and said, You have already killed two emperors, do you want to kill the third one?

After hearing this sentence, He Zhan was silent for a long time, and said: So in your heart, I have always killed him.

The Queen Mother said: Isn't it?

He Zhan said: When the man in black killed me, I was seriously injured and could only lie in your bedroom. Why didn't you do anything then?

The queen mother turned her head and looked out the window without speaking.

He Zhan stepped forward suddenly, stretched out his hand and turned away from her face, stared into her eyes and said, Are you afraid of me?

The queen mother shouted angrily, What are you going to do?

He Zhan said blankly, Answer my question.

The queen mother sneered and said: You are an eunuch, killing the king and taking power, messing up the palace and intervening in politics, and the mourning family is in this palace. It is at stake. How can you not be afraid of you?

He Zhan shook his head and said, No, the reason you are afraid of me is because you want to kill me.

The queen mother was slightly stiff.

He Zhan let go of his fingers, looked at the night palace outside the window, and said, You know that you have subdued several generals secretly. I know that you have been in contact with Xianyang City. I know that you arranged a retreat for Qi State. I also know that when you were treating injuries in your palace, the medicine you personally brewed contained slow poison.

The Empress Dowager's face became even paler.

A drop of water can pierce a stone, and a drop of poison can kill, but that is too slow and tiring.

He Zhan looked at the clouds illuminated by stars in the night sky, sighed and said, It's really tiring to live like this.

A look of despair appeared in the Queen Mother's eyes, and she said, So you are going to let me die.

You think too much, I promised His Majesty to protect you forever, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

He Zhan said: But I still want to tell you that none of the medicines I cooked for His Majesty back then...was poisonous.

After saying this, he walked out of the hall.

Looking at his back, the queen mother suddenly felt extremely complicated emotions, and shouted: What are you going to do?

He Zhan stopped without turning around, and said, I don't know, I just feel a little tired, as if I haven't had a good sleep for many years.

The clouds were bordered with a clear silver edge in the starlight, as was the surface of the black cloak.

Under the guard of dozens of eunuchs and masters, He Zhan walked outside the imperial city, his boots stepping on the cold stone slabs, making a dull sound.

Just like his mood at the moment.

Seeing the truth in the false illusion is the goal of every aspirant's practice.

He Zhan saw a different picture.

What he sees is that even in the real world there is still no reality.

Nothing makes sense.

He finally understood why Jing Jiu didn't hand over Chu State to him, and why his aunt wanted to go to Guocheng Temple by herself.

Because he's going to see this someday.

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It turned out that I was a born monk.

In a quiet restaurant, He Zhan listened to the wind, drank from a jug, and muttered to himself.

There are more than ten jugs piled up under the table.

Inside and outside the restaurant, including the streets and alleys not far away, there are eunuch masters and Ti Qi everywhere.

Everyone felt that the father-in-law had some emotional problems today. Otherwise, how could he drink so much with such strict self-management?

If Eunuch He is in a bad mood, there may be troubles in the country of Zhao and troubles in the world.

This made everyone very nervous. The Forbidden Army, the City Gate Division, and even the military department had already made preparations.

Seize the palace, or send troops to Qin.

Go and bring that person here. He Zhan said suddenly.

Several subordinates looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces, thinking that this is it?

Eunuch is finally going to see that person?

How important is that person?

There are many secrets and strange things in the crime factory.

What the officials couldn't understand the most was a practitioner named Jiang Rui.

The police department has a special department responsible for monitoring and controlling this person. It has been going on for many years. It is even heard that the department has existed since the factory was first established. However, according to the officials of the police department, that person is very ordinary.

The practitioner named Jiang Rui is now an elder Keqing of a certain sect in Lushan County. He is not far from the capital city. With the ability of the police department and decades of surveillance preparations, he was easily subdued and brought back to the capital overnight.

When Jiang Rui was escorted to the restaurant and knelt on the ground, He Zhan was still drinking, but the wine pots under the table had become more than thirty, piled up like a mountain.

Coming? He Zhan looked at Jiang Rui and said.

His tone is very calm, like a friend who often meets.

Jiang Rui has been going well for these years. Relying on his talent in cultivation and his ability to make money, he has successfully become a guest minister of a sect. He was thinking of ways to go to the capital to find opportunities, but the suzerain suddenly turned his back tonight, and the disciples of the sect rushed forward, handing him over to a group of men in black and escorting him to the capital.

When he was on the road, he was shocked and uneasy, guessing countless possibilities, but he couldn't think of any clues, what kind of powerful person wanted to deal with him.

Hearing the greeting, he mustered up the courage to raise his head, and saw a completely unfamiliar face. After being stunned, he hurriedly asked humbly: Dare to ask your name? I don't know what is the matter of looking for me, a man from the mountains?

In his mind, this middle-aged, feminine man in a brocade suit could make the sect so obedient, he must be a big shot in the capital, but he didn't kill himself immediately, it should be useful for him, such as using himself to assassinate the opponent in the court.

So you forgot everything.

He Zhan showed a self-deprecating smile: Then let me tell you a story.

That story started many years ago in the real world. Two talented casual cultivators met outside a certain valley and ate a grilled fish...

Many years later, they entered Qingtianjian together and began to ask questions.

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Jiang Rui had long forgotten those past events, she was shocked and speechless, and murmured: You mean, we are not from this world?

He Zhan said: Yes, to the people in this world, we are immortals relegated to the mortal world.

I'm a fairy?

Jiang Rui felt so unbelievable, thinking about his hardships and hardships in this world, he felt infinite emotion, and of course there was more ecstasy.

He took a few deep breaths before calming down a little, and asked, Then what are you now?

He Zhan said: I work in the palace. My surname is He. You may have heard of me.

Jiang Rui was shocked again, even more shocked than before, because Eunuch He's reputation is really too great!

You are Eunuch He! How is this possible?

Yes, yes, you said that we are immortals, so of course we should be so powerful.

No, since we are companions, why didn't you come to me before?

The more Jiang Rui thought about it, the more confused he became, so the more he talked, the more confused he became.

Don't worry, you will remember everything slowly.

He Zhan threw away the flagon in his hand, picked up a white towel to wipe his hands, and said, I'm just not sure if you want to think about those things.

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The adoptive mother was killed.

He was sold everywhere by human traffickers and beaten countless times.

Being eunuched into the palace, struggling to survive in the palace, I don't know how much pain I have encountered.

He Zhan never forgot those things, so Jiang Rui must also remember.

Not long after, Jiang Rui remembered those things, and his face paled instantly.

The most painful time for people lost in the world of mortals is not dying in a daze, but the moment of waking up and facing the truth.

So...you are still alive...you actually entered the palace...So, you are Eunuch He.

Jiang Rui wanted to explain what happened back then, but his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

He Zhan wiped the dirty stool he stepped on with a towel, then sat down, looked at Jiang Rui who was kneeling on the ground, and asked, How do you like to die?