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Wu Pifu cheerfully transported the meat, bones, and internal organs of the Pig Demon back to Gaia, and then, utilizing the freezing effect of the healing chamber, he stored these meats alongside others, filling half of a medical base station to the brim.
What delighted him the most was that he found two Pig Whips!
That’s right! Two!
He recalled that he had first broken one, and then the Wild Boar Giant Demon had regrown another one.
What a great supplement!
Wu Pifu contemplated whether he should go to the imperial palace to procure some fine tribute wine to soak one of the large Pig Whips.
Although he wasn’t particularly fond of alcohol, the wine soaked with the Pig Whip from such a Pig Demon would undoubtedly be a supreme tonic, invigorating the blood and dispelling stasis, nourishing yin and supplementing yang, worthy of slow collection and tasting.
As for the other Pig Whip, he decided to roast it directly.
It was nearly two meters long, and roasting it would definitely yield a nourishing delicacy.
After working for over ten hours, Wu Pifu finally stored all the Pig Demon meat.
Only then did he return to the Song Dynasty Dream World, where the sky was already brightening.
He held one of the long Pig Whips in one hand and, accompanied by Qiu Qiu, headed towards the imperial palace.
Order had been restored both inside and outside the imperial palace after the disgrace of Jingkang.
At least, it appeared that way on the surface.
As for how the disgraced royal women and concubines were dealt with, or how the previously humiliated ministers and their families were treated, that was beyond Wu Pifu’s concern.
Upon seeing Wu Pifu approach while holding two bloody and messy items, the officers and soldiers guarding the palace gate immediately tensed up.
They quickly went on high alert, each gripping their weapons and staring intently at Wu Pifu.
As he drew closer, the lower-ranking soldiers became excited, while the commanding officer’s heart raced, yet he respectfully said, “National Master, do you wish to see His Majesty? The grand court meeting is still ongoing, I’m afraid…”
“Hmm?” Wu Pifu looked at the officer with curiosity.
The officer’s face turned pale as he hurriedly said, “This subordinate will immediately send someone in to report, this subordinate will…”
“No need, I’ll go in myself.” Wu Pifu disregarded him entirely and confidently walked through the palace gate.
The officer was immediately alarmed and wanted to stop him, but his hands and feet trembled.
Remembering the grand court meeting that had lasted nearly two days, along with the hints he had received from his connections, he dared not act rashly and could only cautiously follow Wu Pifu a few steps behind as they entered the palace together.
At this moment, inside the Grand Celebration Hall of the palace, over a hundred officials in blue and purple were arguing fiercely, while the military generals stood silently by.
According to the ancestral system of the Song Dynasty, military generals held little status and were merely there for show during the grand court meeting.
However, this time was different; although the generals remained silent, their presence was so conspicuous that the civil officials could not ignore them.
“Absurd, ridiculous!”
“This is the destruction of the nation and the extinction of the race!”
“How can there be such a sovereign in this world!?”
“Such historical records, it’s better not to record them!”
One minister placed his official hat, robe, and shoes on the ground, crying and bowing repeatedly, his head already bloodied, yet this minister remained unafraid.
Not just him, at least a dozen officials in purple and blue were similarly determined, each planning to use their lives to obstruct the imperial decree.
Zhao Huan’s expression was grim as he secretly glanced at the calm-faced Zong Ze, who stood at the forefront of the civil and military ministers, while all the military generals wore the same expression.
Seeing this made Zhao Huan’s killing intent surge, but thinking of the person who had raised his father’s head and fought victoriously against the Northern Giant Demon, all his murderous rage dissipated, leaving only a chilling coldness.
Just as Zhao Huan was about to say something to secure some benefits for himself and slightly suppress Zong Ze, his eyes suddenly widened in shock, his once spirited gaze now vacant, his whole body trembling violently as he looked towards the hall’s entrance.
Not just him; the eunuchs and palace maids behind him also ignored etiquette and rules, all looking towards the hall’s entrance.
Some officials responsible for etiquette were about to question them, but instinctively turned to look as well, followed by the other civil and military officials.
In a short time, everyone’s gaze was directed outside the hall.
They saw Wu Pifu, dressed in tattered clothing, his body smeared with blood that, although washed clean, gave off an even more terrifying sense of bloodiness, especially with one hand holding a bloody and messy object that made people shudder just by looking at it.
They watched as Wu Pifu walked step by step towards them, as if walking into their hearts, and directly entered the Grand Celebration Hall of the grand court meeting.
“I just heard someone say that such historical records are better left unwritten, right?”
Several officials with blood on their heads stared in shock, unable to utter a word.
Wu Pifu looked at them and smiled cheerfully, saying, “I’m a person with a small mind, and I like to eradicate evil thoroughly. Where do you live? I’d like to visit sometime.”
The ministers trembled all over, not daring to speak.
They glanced at Zhao Huan, their eyes filled with desperate pleas.
Zhao Huan, however, was trembling as if he were about to collapse, though seated on the imperial throne, he felt as if he were naked and kneeling in a gold camp.
Not to mention speaking, he could barely sit still due to his stiff and numb body, rather than from any courage.
Zong Ze sighed and stepped forward, cupping his hands, saying, “It’s merely a dispute within the court; there’s no need for you to worry, sir.”
Wu Pifu nodded and said to Zong Ze, “Alright, I’ll give you this face, but didn’t you convey my original words to them?”
Zong Ze opened his mouth but remained silent.
Wu Pifu laughed heartily, “He’s a scholar and doesn’t dare to say such things. He probably embellished my original words a bit. Now I’ll tell all of you and the emperor directly, so listen well.”
“If it’s not written clearly in the historical records, and you still want to play the scheming minister game, and want to play the game of shielding the higher-ups, then I’ll truly flip the table. I will kill Zhao Huan, and all the ministers involved in opposition, along with their factions, their subordinates, and their backers. If their families also oppose, for example, if an elder brother, the historian, resolutely refuses to write, and his younger brother also resolutely refuses to write, then I will kill them all.”
Wu Pifu suddenly shouted at Zhao Huan on the throne, “A mere mortal king dares to call himself the Son of Heaven here, how ridiculous! You’re not even worthy! With a lifespan of less than a hundred years, and as a mere mortal, you dare to discuss the lives of the common people with an immortal!?”
“Little Emperor, do you think I wouldn’t dare to kill all your Zhao family!?”
Zhao Huan immediately felt a wave of foul odor emanate from beneath him.
Terrified, he shrank back into the throne, shaking his head repeatedly, “I dare not, I dare not, immortal, national master, I, no, I was wrong, I was wrong!!”
“No, you don’t know you’re wrong; you only know you could die at any moment.”
Wu Pifu lowered his gaze and said, “Fine, I won’t involve their families. I don’t care if they are your pawns or part of the vested interest group’s backlash. I don’t care. Now… I want to see them face the law!”
The more than ten ministers kneeling on the ground were all dumbfounded, speechless for a moment.
After a few seconds, they began to wail, shouting to Zhao Huan, “Your Majesty! Emperor! Loyalty!”
Zhao Huan was already so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were gone.
He immediately screamed, “Come, come, drag them out, drag them all out!”
An officer of the Imperial Guard stepped forward, preparing to drag people away, but Wu Pifu coldly laughed and said, “No need to drag them away; they can stay right here.”
The officers of the Imperial Guard looked around in confusion, and Zong Ze, with a pained expression, whispered, “Sir, this…”
Wu Pifu’s voice suddenly rose, “They can stay right here!”
Zhao Huan immediately shouted, “Kill them, hammer them to death, immediately, kill!!”
The officers of the Imperial Guard, bewildered, raised their golden hammers, and at that moment, Wu Pifu said, “Face the law!”
Zhao Huan screamed, “Face the law, face the law!”
The officials responsible for criminal law stood there, dumbfounded, completely at a loss, not knowing what it meant to hammer to death second and third rank ministers in the hall as a form of facing the law.
Then, the officers of the Imperial Guard brought down their golden hammers, and with a series of crisp sounds, red and white splattered everywhere, causing several civil officials to vomit.
Wu Pifu, however, didn’t care.
He walked towards the throne and looked at Zhao Huan, who was nearly scared into shock.
He lifted him up, ignoring his trembling body and foul odor, and pointed outside the hall, loudly saying, “I told Zhao Gou this before, and I’ll say it to you again, little emperor, listen well!”
“The common people are not in this hall!”
“The common people are among those who have gathered their relatives’ remains and are about to endure their grief to work for tomorrow’s livelihood!!”
Wu Pifu dropped Zhao Huan and addressed all the civil and military officials, “Remember what I just said, and write it in the historical records. Did you hear that?”
The civil officials didn’t even dare to look Wu Pifu in the eye, each bowing their heads, while the military generals roared loudly, having heard his words.
Wu Pifu turned around and said to Zong Ze, “Where is the tribute wine stored in the palace? Find someone to take me there.”
Zong Ze was taken aback, and before he could speak, a eunuch hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way.
Wu Pifu followed along, holding the Pig Whip.
As they reached the palace entrance, he suddenly turned to Zong Ze and smiled, “Tonight I’ll treat you all to a meal. By the way, I like that small-eyed young general, and those who accompanied you in battle before. Bring them all; I’ll treat you all to a hearty feast.”
Zong Ze could only smile bitterly, looking at the civil officials and the already frightened emperor, and could only cup his hands in agreement.
With that, Wu Pifu strode away.
That night, outside a residence in Bianliang City, Wu Pifu lit a bonfire.
Everyone present poured a cup of tribute wine, then placed slices of pork on the fire to roast, especially the Pig Whip, which was about two meters long, coated with thick spices and seasonings, waiting for it to roast slowly.
Zong Ze, the small-eyed young general, and several military generals sat respectfully beside him.
Wu Pifu smiled and said, “No need to be formal, no need to be formal. I’m not as bloodthirsty as you think. It’s just that those Jin people, those monsters, and all the civil officials in the court, including the emperor, all deserve to die.”
How Zong Ze and the others felt in their hearts was unknown, but on the surface, they relaxed a little.
At that moment, an old man brought two children to distribute bowls and chopsticks to everyone.
Wu Pifu stood up to help distribute them, thanking the old man repeatedly, who kept saying he didn’t dare.
When the meat began to cook, Wu Pifu first took a large piece for the old man and the children, then turned to Zong Ze and said, “The common people are them, not those despicable officials in the court. I’ll say it again, Zong Ze, you have some guts, so I look at you a little higher. You may not understand this principle now, but I will return to this Song Dynasty from time to time. As long as I’m here, this principle will eventually take root in people’s hearts, and you will understand it then.”
Zong Ze could only smile bitterly, taking a sip of tribute wine, and asked Wu Pifu, “Does this mean you’re leaving?”
Wu Pifu also slowly drank the tribute wine and said, “Yes, firstly, I will go hunt down the Jin people and eliminate all the half-demons among them. Secondly, immortals have their troubles, and my troubles are not small either. I must go resolve them.”
At this moment, the small-eyed young general couldn’t help but ask, “Sir, are you going to eliminate demons and uphold the Dao?”
Wu Pifu paused, looking at the small-eyed young general’s earnest eyes, and thinking of this future hero’s passion and tragedy, a strange emotion welled up in his heart.
Everyone saw Wu Pifu laugh heartily, suddenly leap onto the roof of the residence, and then saw him down the drink in his hand before letting out a loud roar.
“... Riding the wind with my sword, eliminating demons between heaven and earth…”
His voice echoed in the quiet night sky, spreading far and wide, almost resounding throughout the entire Bianliang City.
(End of Chapter)