I Want My Royal Sister to Ascend to the throne
As one of the five empires, the Qing Dynasty ruled over tens of thousands of people. Its territory stretched endlessly and was difficult to measure.
Qing Kingdom's imperial capital, the majestic palace.
"How many years has that unfilial son been in the Sutra Depository?”
The dignified Qing Emperor asked softly as he wrote.
The old eunuch beside him slowly replied,"
"Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince has been grounded in the Scripture Depository for nine years and eight months.”
The Emperor nodded slightly and did not say anything. He continued to write on the Xuan paper in a flamboyant manner. He dipped the ink into the paper and left behind the majestic words of the Emperor.
The Head Eunuch stood respectfully at the side, his head lowered, and he did not make a sound.
At the same time, in the southern corner of the Imperial Palace, a nine-story pavilion stood. The door was closed, and it was cold and quiet.
Although the pavilion was cold and cheerless, it occupied a vast area. Each floor had more than 10,000 books, and the nine floors had a total of 99,000 books.
This was the result of the Emperor's order to empty the pavilion of all the cultivation techniques of the three paths of immortality, Confucianism, and martial arts after the Ninth Prince was grounded.
On the ninth floor of the pavilion, a white-robed young man sat quietly on the ground. His clothes were neat and tidy, and they were not stained by dust.
If a young lady were to see this, she would probably blush and sigh inwardly," Young Master is unparalleled in this world."
The young man in white was holding a thick ancient book in his hand. He had just finished flipping the last page.
Ding!
You have successfully read the Ksitigarbha's Original Vow Scripture and obtained the first level of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. the eighth level
A majestic and terrifying power poured into the white-robed prince, Zheng Yuan's body. It cleansed his skin, flesh, bones, tendons, and internal organs. Finally, it returned to his kidneys and hid.
At the same time, a faint Dao rhythm poured into Zheng Yuan's head from an unknown source. His martial arts memories appeared and were engraved in the depths of his mind.
Zheng Yuan closed his eyes and calmed his surging blood.
After a long while, he opened his eyes. A bright light flashed and washed away the dust on this floor of the Sutra Depository. However, this bright light dissipated in an instant.
He no longer looked like the best in the world. His divine aura was restrained, but his eyes were still clear like two deep springs.
He was a little melancholic.
It had been nine years and eight months since he came to this world.
He had just transmigrated and was still in a daze. His unparalleled boldness and majesty, his father who dared to scold the immortal sect, was locked in the Sutra Depository for having an affair with the Netherworld Wuchang Demoness.
This trial lasted for nine years and eight months.
Not only that, but he also ordered the Royal Forest Guards to empty out all the cultivation techniques and scriptures in the Grand Scripture Depository.
Fortunately, he did not miss out on the standard golden finger of a transmigrator.
After reading a book, one would be able to obtain a level of the related martial arts classics. The same level of martial arts classics could be stacked.
In the past ten years, how many books had Zheng Yuan read and how many Divine Realm martial arts classics had he learned?
It was hard to count.
He only knew that from the first to the ninth level, he had read more than half of the 10,000 books on each level.
He already dared to use his mortal body to challenge the so-called immortal master.
Creak ~
The door to the first floor of the Sutra Depository was pushed open, and the sound of light footsteps could be heard.
Zheng Yuan's ears twitched slightly. With a smile on his face, he called out in a neither loud nor soft voice,"
"I'm on the ninth floor."
The low and slow footsteps paused for a moment before they became light again. They stepped on the stairs and slowly climbed up the stairs, accompanied by a cheerful voice that was like a silver bell.
"Royal brother, why did you come to the ninth floor?”
Zheng Yuan smiled and did not reply.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps approached. It was a young girl carrying a dusty box.
The little girl was Zheng Yuan's sister from the same mother. She was the tenth princess of the Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xiaomu.
Zheng Xiaomu looked at the royal brother in front of her, who was dressed in white clothes and looked clean. She sighed with a sad face,"
"Royal brother, you've been here for almost ten years. Father is really cruel, not allowing you to leave the Scripture Depository.”
As she complained, Zheng Xiaomu opened the dusty box. There were some dishes neatly arranged inside, and they were quite exquisite.
Zheng Xiaomu smiled proudly."
"This is a new style I learned. It tastes good!”
Zheng Yuan gently looked at his nagging little sister. He just smiled and did not say anything.
Zheng Xiaomu's smug face was almost gone."
"The most outrageous thing is that Imperial Father even took away all the cultivation technique classics in the pavilion.”
Zheng Yuan lightly stretched out his finger and pressed it against Zheng Xiaomu's lips. He smiled and said,"
"Shut up, this is disrespectful.”
Zheng Xiaomu blinked her big eyes and sighed,"
"Imperial brother, I know. You eat first. Those palace guards don't allow me to come for too long.”
Zheng Yuan's eyes were full of smiles as he nodded his head lightly.
Zheng Xiaomu glanced at her royal brother who was as gentle as jade. She felt a little bitter in her heart, but she did not show it on her face. She just quietly went downstairs and walked out of the Sutra Depository.
Not long after, the door of the Sutra Depository was pushed open again.
Zheng Yuan opened the lunchbox and ate without looking up. He said vaguely,"
"My royal sister, as you can see, I want her to ascend the throne.”
His slow footsteps up the stairs paused.
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