allonlinenovel Chapter 296 Transcendence
Chapter 296 Transcendence
Early the next morning, Bei Jingchu returned to the East Palace to deal with some urgent matters, then took a purse and went to the Zhaixing Tower.
The man wearing a veil opened it, revealing a strand of hair.
The man pinched his hair and asked, "My life is cut off. Your Highness, are you here to pray for my soul to be reborn?"
The person under the gauze curtain was reluctant to get a positive answer.
"We in Zhaixing Tower don't care about the secular world except for the fate of the country."
"That nun helped you to be liberated last time, and here comes another one."
"It's fine to ask for help, but Your Highness doesn't even pay."
"Forget about not paying me, is this how you ask for help?"
Bei Jingchu was in no mood to argue with him, so she asked, "How much do you want?"
"It would be nice if we could trade for money."
"But... why would you charge money for not asking about the imperial master in the secular world?"
The Imperial Master combed his hair and put it back into his purse, then stood up and took out a candle that had been there for who knows how long.
Without even turning his head, he said, "...Because you only have money, can you give me a magical instrument if I ask for it?"
"...No, I'm so poor that I only have money left."
After saying this, Bei Jingchu felt a little weird.
Alas, never mind.
The person in front of her was writing a list of things to prepare on a piece of old paper. The pen had been put away for who knows how many years, but the tip of the pen was split more standardly than the basic skills she had practiced.
This person was not affected at all, and the words he wrote were still strong and neat.
The entire Zhaixing Tower bears traces of time.
"Zhaixing Tower is of high status, yet our ancestors have allowed you to exist."
He is different from them. It is difficult for him to do two things at once. When he speaks, he stops writing: "First of all, we have real skills."
“Furthermore, no matter whether one’s status is high or low, one should not care about the secular world and should keep a low profile.”
"Otherwise, the emperors of all dynasties would always be unable to tolerate it."
Bei Jingchu stared at the lines of time on the table in a trance, feeling a little confused.
[Although this old dog refuses to admit it, the existence of the original system must be related to him.]
[They say they don’t care about worldly matters, but they actually have a lot of contact with me. ]
Bei Jingchu couldn't figure it out: [Does every generation of heirs have this experience, or am I special?]
【What’s so special about it? 】
[Or maybe it's just that this old man is not serious. ]
As he was thinking about this, he didn't notice that the person holding the pen was getting stronger and stronger in his hand, and veins were popping out.
Bei Jingchu asked, "How many imperial masters have come out of Zhaixing Tower? It seems that you have no record of the life and death of each generation."
"Secret! Secret!" These two short words contained the meaning of gnashing teeth.
Like it's about to bite someone the next moment.
The prince was very confused: [Did I ask about the secrets of the survival of Zhaixing Tower? ]
[Is it necessary to be so angry? ]
[Tsk, tsk, tsk, old men in menopause, how scary. ]
With a crisp "snap" sound, the brush that had been in use for who knows how many years broke into two pieces, and collapsed halfway when it was about to die.
The prince was even more confused.
[If your mind is not at peace when practicing, can you really achieve anything? 】
[The system is the system, other places are not scams. ]
She doubted, "Is your salvation really useful? Or is it just a ritual for a living person to feel at ease?"
The Imperial Master's breath seemed unstable when he spoke, as if he was suppressing something.
"Since you've said that he's really capable, then of course he has abilities that ordinary people can't match."
"Sometimes, I can communicate with the dead."
Bei Jingchu was surprised: "Then when you pray for salvation, can you...?"
There is something unsaid.
The head under the veil shook: "I am destined to be with His Highness, and His Highness is destined to be with the young Marquis, but I am not destined to be with the young Marquis."
"The only connection is that His Highness asked me to perform a rite of passage this time."
"I can't see him."
[Then you are talking nonsense, you are more like a charlatan, okay? ]
Imperial Master:......
So when Bei Jingchu heard his words, she said faintly: "There are quite a few dead souls behind your Highness."
Bei Jingchu felt a chill on her back and her whole body froze.
Until a burst of laughter came to my ears: "Hahahaha——"
She slammed the table and stood up, angrily saying: "You are playing tricks on me!"
......
After being released from house arrest this time, fewer people came to greet him when the court was leaving.
It saves me a lot of effort in socializing.
Some of the officials in the Eastern Palace were also transferred away, but it was not known whether they were transferred away by force or on their own initiative.
There was one group in particular among the Guards.
The Royal Guards are originally the sons of nobles. As long as she doesn't stop them, they are capable of leaving and joining others.
Bei Jingchu does not try to force those who want to leave to stay.
When a position becomes vacant, we recruit new ones.
Among a bunch of newcomers, I met someone who looked familiar.
"Your servant Jiang Longshou pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
?
The haunting little scumbag?
No wonder he is the second male lead, look at how decent he looks.
The little boy, who is about the same age as her, is still in adolescence and has a childish voice.
It's simply employing child labor.
"Get up."
"Thank you, Lord......?"
Bei Jingchu:? ?
When he said "thank you", his voice was still clear and childish, sounding like a girl.
When he mentioned the word "palace", his tone immediately became heavy.
The people on both sides looked at each other with confusion, and Long Shou's eyes were filled with fear.
He said tentatively again: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Still a deep voice.
If the person had not been in front of her and never left, Bei Jingchu would have thought that someone had been replaced.
What the hell is this? Has he been possessed?
Is this world so mysterious?
An older guard stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, this boy's voice has changed. He has grown up."
"Your Highness is a lady, you have never seen a boy's voice change, isn't it amazing?"
Bei Jingchu was even more confused: "You guys change your voice in an instant?"
Faster than a mouse jumping out!
The guards replied with envy in their tone: "Of course not, everyone's time is different."
"But I have seen a lucky brother whose voice changed in an instant, so he didn't have to go through the period of talking like a duck."
"I didn't expect that he would be a lucky kid again this time."
Nian'er said that the newly recruited guards all came here because they admired her as a person."
Especially many girls.
But there are always some people who are well-informed and can get wind of the news, and find out that Aye's attitude towards her has not cooled down.
For example, this little scumbag.
Eunuch Jiang has always been by Aye's side, so it is impossible for him not to understand.
He gave his adopted son a little reminder, and took advantage of the opportunity when the tree seemed to be about to fall and the monkeys had scattered a little to intervene.
It just so happened that this man wanted to join her, and she also wanted to win over his adoptive father.