The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 347 Clues

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the residence of the Third Prince. Although the Third Prince Zhou Shijun went to bed early, he tossed and turned in bed for two hours and couldn't fall asleep. Tomorrow is the moment to change his fate. His father, the emperor, has finally decided to abolish the crown prince. He has great confidence in his father. Those old ministers and Zhou Shijun are simply not his father's opponents. The Third Prince is worried about who the emperor will appoint as the crown prince after the crown prince Zhou Shijun is abolished.

The Crown Prince is no longer the only one in power. After years of management and arrangement by Zhou Zhixiong, the Fourth and Fifth Princes, who were originally very close to the Crown Prince, have begun to distance themselves from him, and have the intention of seizing the throne. Some neutral voices in the court have begun to oppose the Crown Prince. The reputation of the Crown Prince has plummeted in recent years. If it weren't for Zhang Zhao's group of old officials who strongly supported the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince would have almost dared not appear in the court.

There were all kinds of rumors about the prince being unfilial. Some said that the prince had a conflict with the emperor in the morning court, forcing the emperor to faint on the spot. The night before his mother, Empress Zhang’s birthday, the prince actually drank with others at home and got drunk, delaying the empress’s birthday the next day, and so on. Thinking of these things, the third prince couldn’t help but feel more respect for the emperor. Unfortunately, there were more than one candidate for the crown prince. The eldest prince, the fourth prince, the fifth prince, and the seventh prince, who was newly promoted by the emperor in recent years, were all candidates who had the strength to compete for the crown prince.

When the Third Prince was sighing, Pan Chengfeng had already sat on the mahogany chair in the Third Prince's bedroom. Feeling that the Third Prince was not asleep, Pan Chengfeng said lightly: "Your Highness, since you are not asleep, get up and talk to me." The Third Prince was shocked, but he was worthy of being on the battlefield. He quickly stood up and pulled out the long sword hanging beside him, and shouted: "Who are you!" Pan Chengfeng was helpless. He didn't scare people on purpose, but he would scare people every time.

Pan Chengfeng looked at the Third Prince who looked about the same as Uncle Niu, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. He said with a smile, "Your Highness the Third Prince, don't be alarmed..." "How can I not be alarmed when you break into my bedroom in the dead of night? Who are you?!" Seeing that the Third Prince was so cautious and his right hand holding the sword seemed ready to stab at him at any time, Pan Chengfeng had to show off his skills, otherwise he wouldn't believe that he was not here to harm him.

With a wave of his hand, a force directly bound the Third Prince, and even the hand holding the sword could not hold the long sword, and it fell directly to the ground. Pan Chengfeng said lightly: "Now you can talk properly, right? If I want to harm you, why would I need to say any nonsense to you? If you understand, just blink." The Third Prince couldn't move his whole body, and could only blink desperately. Pan Chengfeng then loosened the restraint and said: "Come and sit down, don't be nervous, I just have something to ask you."

The third prince calmed himself down, walked cautiously to the table and chairs, and sat down opposite Pan Chengfeng. Pan Chengfeng looked at the frightened third prince and thought to himself: "It seems that I can't meet mortals like this in the future. Everyone is scared to death." Pan Chengfeng took out some spiritual tea, poured a cup and handed it to the third prince, saying: "This is the spiritual tea of ​​the immortals. You have the foundation-building cultivation. Drink a cup to calm your mind." The third prince took the teacup, and a spiritual energy and the unique aroma of spiritual tea entered his nose. He couldn't help but drink the spiritual tea in one gulp.

A warm current flowed through his limbs and bones, and the Third Prince almost moaned in comfort. Pan Chengfeng looked at the Third Prince's condition and said with a smile: "How is it? Even the Divine Transformation cultivators can't drink this spiritual tea, it's a bargain for you." Only then did the Third Prince believe that the visitor had no ill intentions. He quickly stood up and bowed, saying: "I didn't know that the Immortal Master had come. I was rude just now."

Pan Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "Let's skip the formalities. I came here this time because I want to ask the Third Prince something. I hope you can tell me the truth." The Third Prince said quickly, "I will tell you everything I know." Pan Chengfeng asked, "About ten years ago, your brother Zhou Shihao was taken to the capital by you, and then he went missing. Does the Third Prince know where he is?"

The Third Prince slowly stood up and asked cautiously: "Who are you and why are you asking about the whereabouts of the Fifteenth Brother?" Seeing that the Third Prince had just "knew everything" but now seemed to be about to turn hostile, Pan Chengfeng suddenly wanted to tease him and said: "Oh? What's wrong with the Third Prince? I just want to find out his whereabouts, why are you so nervous?" The Third Prince thought to himself: "Is he the enemy of the Fifteenth Brother? It doesn't seem likely, but why would he want to find out about the whereabouts of the Fifteenth Brother?" The Third Prince said: "You want to find out about the whereabouts of the Fifteenth Brother, unless you first tell me who you are and why you want to find out about the whereabouts of the Fifteenth Brother, otherwise I will not obey your order!"

Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Those who play politics didn't use this as a bargaining chip right away, which is good. The Third Prince seems to be okay. Forget it, I won't tease him. He seems to really know some clues. I'll ask him and leave." Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Third Prince. Your fifteenth brother Zhou Shihao is my master. I'm here to help my master's wife find out his whereabouts~"

The Third Prince was startled at first, then he asked carefully: "How do you prove that you are Xiao Shiwu's apprentice?" Pan Chengfeng was helpless, he had no way to prove it, but he did have a dagger of Uncle Niu, which he had kept in his storage bracelet, but he had used it less in recent years. Pan Chengfeng took out the dagger and said: "Can this dagger prove it? This was given to me by my master on the day I became his disciple."

The Third Prince quickly took the dagger, took a deep breath and said, "It is indeed Little Fifteen's dagger. Are you really Little Fifteen's disciple?" Pan Chengfeng said with a smile, "It is real. Can you tell me the whereabouts of our master now?"

The third prince sat back down, picked up the teacup, and glanced at Pan Chengfeng. Pan Chengfeng's eyes twitched, but he still refilled the cup for the third prince, and then said, "You can't drink too much of this spiritual tea, otherwise you will break through the golden elixir, and then we will have to take you to the Zhong family." The third prince was surprised and said, "Go to the Zhong family? Isn't it going to Qianyuan Sect?" Then Pan Chengfeng briefly told him about the world of immortal cultivation, and the third prince realized that the person in front of him was not just a disciple of the fifteenth brother. Pan Chengfeng drank the spiritual tea and waited for the third prince to digest these things.

After more than ten breaths, the Third Prince recovered and talked about what Pan Chengfeng was most concerned about: "Ten years ago, Xiao Shiwu and I returned to the capital. After paying homage to Concubine De, we went to see my father, but it seemed that we parted on bad terms. After that, I sent Xiao Shiwu away from the capital. Before leaving, Xiao Shiwu asked me to help find out about a female cultivator named Lin in the immortal world. If there was any news, I should send someone to a fur shop called 'Desheng' in Licheng, and told him to give the news to the shopkeeper there."

Pan Chengfeng was overjoyed and asked hurriedly, "Have you delivered any messages in these years?" The Third Prince said, "In these years, I have successively found out about three female cultivators with the surname Lin and delivered them all. But the people who delivered the messages said that they had not seen Xiao Shiwu there." Pan Chengfeng said happily, "It's okay, as long as you know that fur shop! Third Prince, you have helped a lot. Now I won't be looking for it like a headless fly."

Seeing Pan Chengfeng so happy, the Third Prince wanted to take the opportunity to make a request, but he held back in the end. If he did so, it would probably cause the other party to be disgusted. Pan Chengfeng seemed to see what the Third Prince was thinking, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you have helped me a lot, why don't you take the opportunity to make some requests?" The Third Prince shook his head and said: "I wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, it's better not to ask."

Pan Chengfeng nodded secretly. If he asked directly to be the crown prince, Pan Chengfeng really couldn't make it happen. After all, this was the emperor's business. He didn't want to affect Zhou Zhixiong unless it was absolutely necessary. Then he took out a communication talisman and gave it to the third prince, saying: "This communication talisman can contact me directly. Don't look for me for those mortals' struggles for power and profit. I can help you with other things." After saying that, he disappeared.

The next day, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty was suddenly in turmoil. The prince's party rebelled, but before they could rise, they were suppressed by the emperor. Among the several rebel armies, there were people arranged by the emperor. The rebel generals who led the army were captured by the left and right before they led their troops out of the camp. The prince was stripped of his crown in the court, and Zhang Zhao and his group of old officials were imprisoned, demoted, or sentenced to death. From then on, the Great Zhou Dynasty court became Zhou Zhixiong's "one-man show".