Chapter 1890: Ill-Fated Relationship
âI hope to receive seniorâs guidance,â Zu An said, although he cursed silently to himself.
Would I still ask you if I knew?
âRight, may I ask what seniorâs respected surname is?â Zu An asked.
âWhat respected surname? Iâve already long forgotten my name. Now, Iâm nothing more than a nameless old fart,â the old servant said, waving his hand.
Zu An was stunned.
Nameless? Could he be some hidden great elder?
âYoung master, please have a seat,â the old servant said as he set the broom aside. Then, he found a kettle and prepared some tea. He said slowly, âEven though the Great Zhou Dynasty is powerful, its foundations were mostly established during the Meng Dynasty.
âThe reason why the Meng Dynastyâs world was stolen by the Zhao clan mostly lies in the fact that the lives of the second and third generation were too short. Their children werenât too healthy and could only assume the throne in childhood, drawing a lot of doubts and skepticism from their subjects. Gradually, the Zhao clanâs people took over and seized the world from them.
âEven though the libationer was from the imperial clan of the Meng Dynasty, he ended up falling for the empress of the second generation emperor, who was his sister-in-law. That was why he was always suppressed and guarded against by the Meng Dynastyâs imperial clan. Soured by the loss of his hopes, he could only let those feelings go.â
Zu An sighed deeply as he listened to the story. Loving someone one wasn't supposed to love often ended in tragedy. When things touched upon the fundamental principles of ethics and morality, it wasnât something the power of man could change, nor could people act like the leads of fictional novels who could follow their heart. Besides, even if they were the main character, they still had to face potential backlash from the web.
The old servant poured a cup of hot tea for Zu An, saying, âThis is Sparrowtongue Silverhair, something that even the libationer was reluctant to drink. The young master is blessed with this fine drink today.â
Zu An accepted it and gave it a taste. The tea did have a simple and elegant fragrance. There was even a bit of natural ki within the drink. No wonder the libationer had treasured it so much. However, he really couldn't figure out what was that incredible about it. Even the best tea was just peony chewed in the mouth of a cow, after all.
Hm, itâs still not better than my previous worldâs milk tea or fat shut-in happy water.[1]
The old servant continued, âThe libationer wandered the world at the time. When he found out that the empire had been seized, even though he was unhappy, he knew that the imperial Chen clan being usurped was merely a matter of time. He thought it was the will of heaven, so he did in some way accept his fate. Together with the Zhao clanâs beneficial treatment of the libationer surpassing that of the Meng Dynasty, he just tacitly allowed it to happen.
âHowever, as the years passed, the libationer unexpectedly discovered that there was actually a secret plot behind the early deaths of three successive generations of emperors. It would have been one thing if that had happened to others, but the emperor who was schemed against was the son of the woman he loved. The libationer couldn't just ignore it and secretly investigated the matter since then. Eventually, he discovered that those princes had all been secretly harmed by the Zhao clan, and that was why they died prematurely.
âEven so, there are no walls without any leaks in this world. Perhaps it was out of pity or worry that they would have revenge taken against them, but the two lesser eunuchs who took care of this matter secretly replaced one of the princes and sent him out of the palace. That way, they would have some security and wouldnât be silenced.
âAll the sides lived together in harmony for many years, but because of the libationerâs investigation, this matter also came to be known by the Zhao clan. Both sides began investigating what had happened. As it turned out, that prince took a wife among the commoners and gave birth to children. However, perhaps due to the fear of what he had suffered in his earlier years, he didnât live long either. After leaving behind a child, he died an untimely death.â
Zu An asked, âSo were your people able to save that imperial grandson in the end or not?â Even though the old man downplayed it, he could imagine just how intense the slaughter and battle of wits had been.
The old servant gave him a deep look, theb said, âThe libationer was a step too late. The Zhao clanâs lackeys had already found that orphan and widow. They killed that pitiful mother, but when they were about to kill the prince, in a moment of imminent peril, the libationer managed to save that imperial grandson in time. Unfortunately, the imperial grandson was already inflicted with an insidious restriction. Even if he was saved, he could no longer have any posterity, thus posing no further threat to the Zhao clanâs dynasty.â The old servant sighed.
Zu Anâs expression changed. He asked, âWhat kind of restriction is it?â
âThe Great Yin-Yang Pulse-Severing Palm,â the old servant slowly said.
Zu An was stupefied when he heard that. His expression even paled a bit.
The old servant continued, âSince the imperial grandson was still young and his body was too weak, the libationer couldn't undo this restriction. In order to deceive the Zhao clanâs lackeys, he could only falsify evidence and make it look as if the imperial grandson had already died.
âThen, he brought the imperial grandson to Brightmoon City to a household surnamed Zu to place him in their care. At first, he decided that he wouldnât force the child to be involved in the struggles of the imperial family anymore and he would spend his life happily, but he never expected that in the end, the child would still end up coming to the capital. Not only had he undone his restriction, he even flipped the capital upside down.â
Zu An was speechless. He felt as if a stampede was trampling over his heart right now. He had only intended to watch this drama play out with popcorn in hand, but he'd ended up becoming the popcorn⦠He had even repeatedly asked the libationer in the secret dungeon, and the libationer had said that he wasnât the imperial grandson!
That old fox actually schemed against me like this!
The old servant continued, âThe libationer felt that all of this was fate. He felt that the Chen clanâs fate still hadn't ended. He set his resolve regarding many things he had been hesitating over before.â
Zu An remained silent. So it turned out that the attack on Violet Mountain was all because of him. That was why the libationer had made up his mind. He wondered if he was the cause of the libationerâs death.
The old servant bowed respectfully to Zu An when he reached that point, saying, âThe young master should know your identity now, right? This old one pays his respects to the imperial grandson.â
Zu Anâs mind was in absolute disarray. He said, âWords alone donât mean much. The libationer clearly said that I wasnât the imperial grandson. Do you have any proof?â
âI reckon that the libationer was worried that you wouldnât be able to handle all of this in that moment, so that was why he set up this scenario,â the old servant slowly replied. âAs for proof, unless he was there, there was no way he would have known that you had the Great Yin-Yang Pulse-Severing Palm used against you before.â
âWho knows how you guys found out about that? Is there any other proof?â Zu An asked, although he was actually fully convinced. He finally knew why even though he and the libationer had never met before, the other side had taken the initiative to help him with the crown princess scandal. Later, the libationer had been mysteriously kind to him as well.
âAs for other proof,â the old servant continued slowly, stunned. He hadnât expected to encounter someone who would refuse the identity of the imperial clan. âThat⦠For the sake of preventing news from getting out and for your own safety, the libationer made sure to erase anything that could prove your identity.â
Zu An harrumphed. âThen thatâs the same as there being no proof.â He was a proper transmigrator who wanted to live a carefree life. He didnât want to get involved in such a complicated matter from the previous generation.
The old servant frowned. After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up. He said, âRight, the ones who schemed against the previous prince included Imperial Physician Ma An, as well as Lesser Eunuchs Little Wei and Little Mi. They should have some clues with them, but those people seem to have all gone missing.â
Zu An was shocked. Little Wei and Little Mi likely referred to Wei Dan and Old Mi, right? When he compared their ages, it did seem to match up. He hadnât expected the two of them to have such a deep connection with him. They had left behind storage pouches back then, but he had never been able to undo their restrictions. He wondered if there were some clues inside.
That Ma An tried to harm me back then as well, and ended up getting killed instead. This really feels like something decreed by fateâ¦
âIf those people arenât missing, theyâve died. The dead canât testify, right?â Zu An replied, remaining unfazed as he implied that he didnât want to accept this share of karma.
What does the matter of the Chen clan's imperial grandson have to do with me, Zu An?
The old servant said seriously, âThose people can't be found, but there is one more person alive who schemed against the imperial grandson. You can obtain intelligence from him.â
âWho?â Zu An reflexively replied.
âThe Imperial Secretariatâs Right Confidential Assistant, the current crown princessâ father, Bi Qi,â the old servant slowly said.
Zu An was speechless. It really was the case that what one was most afraid of always happened in the end! He had been pitying the libationer just a moment before, feeling that he liked someone he shouldnât have liked, thus ending up shackled by morals he couldn't surpass.
Why did the same thing suddenly happen to me?
Bi Linglongâs father is actually an enemy who slaughtered my family!
Damn it all!
Zu An suddenly got up and said, âAlright, thereâs no need for you to tell me more about these things. I donât care if what you said about the imperial grandson is true or not. I have my own life, and I'm living a happy life. I donât want to shoulder the fate of another. If you want someone to become the imperial grandson, you can become him yourself.â
It was quite funny now that he thought about it. A ruined dynastyâs prince was worse off than a normal person. Not only would he be unable to enjoy the benefits held by any other prince, he would have to receive an indescribable duty and danger. Only an idiot would want to become one.
The old servant panicked when he saw that Zu An was about to leave. He asked, âImperial grandson, do you know just how many ministers paid with their lives to ensure the safety of the Meng clanâs bloodline? Furthermore, who knows how many people have used up their entire lives to defend this secret?â
Zu An remained completely calm as he retorted, âWhat does that have to do with me?â
The old servant choked briefly. Then, he continued, âEven if you don't care about those people, you ca'ot disregard the grudges of your own parents, can you? It's because of the treachery he encountered in his youth that your father died an early death. Your mother was also killed by assassins for your sake. She still frantically protected you even in her last moments.â
Zu An frowned when he heard that. In the end, he still didnât say anything and prepared to head down the mountain.
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