Chapter 864: Meeting

Qinglan struggled with all her might, but the result was, as always, nothing."Since you've already been so insolent by refusing to obey me, what else would you have me do if you were to comply"Zhao Q...Chapter 864: Meeting

"The sea was still."

The Three Treasures replied respectfully, "Only recently, a number of officials we've been closely monitoring have either taken sick leave or gone on vacation. This is rather unusual."

Li Chen frowned and looked up at Sanbao: "Are those officials connected to Zhao Xuanji"

"Very closely, but through their secretly operated channels. The Dongchang people haven't been able to investigate the specifics yet."

Upon hearing what Sānbǎo said, Lǐ Chén rubbed his temples.

He did not blame the Dongchang for its inefficiency.

Zhao Xuanji has been operating for so many years, with a vast network within the court. Even now, Li Chen doesn't dare say he fully understands Zhao Xuanji's entire power base; perhaps it's only the tip of the iceberg.

Such a network of channels, carefully cultivated by this old fox over decades, wouldn't be so easily broken by the Dongchang. Otherwise, Zhao Xuanji wouldn't have become such a thorn in Li Chen's side.

"Besides."

Sān Bǎo suddenly said, "Recently, the Zhao Wangfu has been unusually active, socializing closely with many officials. It seems to be plotting something."

What else is there to scheme about.

Li Chen let out a cold laugh and said, "If Zhao Wang wants to seize power, he can only rely on Zhao Xuanji. And Zhao Xuanji wouldn't let go of such a perfect pawn. The key to this matter lies with Zhao Xuanji. Focus on him, and Zhao Wang is nothing."

"I understand," Sanzang replied.

Just as Li Chen and Sanbao were discussing in the Xizheng Hall, Li Ynhu received a report at Zhao Wangfu that Long Huaiyu had arrived. Not only did he come, but he also brought an elderly man whose face was unseen.

“His master, at last has emerged.” Li Yinhu said solemnly.

As he spoke, Li Yinhu also glanced at the elderly person beside him.

The old man bowed slightly and said, "The last time I followed him, I lost track. Long Huaiyu was also guarded by powerful experts. Moreover, this old servant dared not startle the snake, so the plan failed. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

"Nevermind."

Long Huaiyu said expressionlessly, his tone indifferent: "Zhou Lao, if your Miaojiang people want to restore their former glory, the only one you can rely on now is this king. And you have followed this king for many years, so there are some things that I won't be too harsh on. But if you want to achieve your goals and make your village the Miao King, you must first show all your abilities."

“You helped me achieve my goal, and that's how I can now help you achieve yours. If I fail, all your years of hard work and dedication will be for nothing. Your village will no longer have the ability to find another protector. You should understand this.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lao immediately said: "Old slave understands. Our Miao village is willing to die for the Prince."

"Your Majesty believes."

Li Yinhǔ patted Zhou Lao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, then go get Long Huaiyu and his disciple here."

Zhou Lao was stunned when he heard this.

Before, Li Yinhu had carefully hidden them so deeply that no one could see them.

Now this move clearly intends to make himself appear before Long Huaiyu and his disciples.

Without much thought, Lao Zhou responded with a nod and turned to leave.

Soon, Zhou Lao brought in Long Huaiyu and an elderly man shrouded entirely in a black robe.

Li Yinhu's attention immediately focused on the old man.

Because he couldn't see the face clearly, Li Yinhu could only look at the other person's figure. But for some reason, Li Yinhu felt that the other person was very familiar.

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