Chapter 413: Discussion on the Attack on Wumin
In the dim hall, Demon Lord Boyan sat lazily on the throne. His whole body was hidden in the darkness. Only his clear jawline could be seen. He looked extremely handsome.
Since bringing the spiritual fragrance to the Demon Realm, elixirs have been delivered every now and then. Although they are not life-extending elixirs, they have miraculously made the Demon Lord's already dry skin become more plump and rosy.
The current Demon Lord no longer looks like a dried corpse as before, but now looks like an ordinary mortal.
He cannot be said to be an ordinary mortal. After all, how can an ordinary mortal compare to his graceful appearance?
It's just that the Demon Lord seemed to have gotten used to the past days and always hid in the dark like he does now. Even when he went out normally, he wore a cloak and a hood covering his face, looking extremely gloomy.
The knuckles of his slender fingers were distinct, and he tapped the armrest seemingly nonchalantly, but the people sitting below understood that the Demon Lord was clearly impatient.
Because of this, everyone in the hall either bowed their heads and kept silent, or pretended not to see anything. Everyone kept silent for fear of being affected.
Fortunately, not long after, a guard rushed into the hall, and his armor made a crisp sound along with his hurried footsteps.
"Your Majesty, there is no one in Lord Wumin's palace." The guard knelt on one knee, saluted and reported.
The Demon Lord seemed to be a little annoyed, and his knocking hand suddenly stopped. After a moment, he stroked the armrest again, but still said nothing.
The ministers below the seat looked at each other, but no one wanted to speak first, and the atmosphere in the hall dropped to freezing point.
At this moment, another guard came and knelt down as soon as he arrived in the hall. Before he finished his greetings, he hurriedly said, "Demon Lord! More than half of the prisoners in the prison have disappeared, and two or three out of ten civilians in the city have also disappeared. All the houses are empty!"
The palace was now bustling with activity, with all the ministers discussing the matter. The Grand Marshal was filled with righteous indignation, and started shouting and cursing.
"Damn it! I've always said that the old man had rebellious intentions, and now he can't be suppressed anymore!"
The Demon Lord didn't seem to care about the Grand Marshal's misbehavior in front of the palace. He propped his chin up and asked lazily, "Any news about the Grand Marshal?"
All the ministers fell silent immediately, waiting for the guard's reply.
The guard who came to the palace later bowed and said, "The residence of the Grand Secretary of Justice is also empty, even the deaf-mute old man who was guarding the door is nowhere to be seen."
When the ministers heard this, they stopped talking at once like before and fell silent.
"What's wrong?" The Demon Lord still spoke lazily, "You were talking so lively just now, but now you've become a gourd with a sawed mouth?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the ministers bowed their heads and remained silent.
It’s really hard to say anything about the Grand Secretary!
When the person sitting on the throne was in trouble, he was fortunate to have the help of the former Grand Tutor Ding Yuanhou, which enabled him to be respected today. The current Grand Sikou is the descendant of the former Grand Tutor, and the Demon Lord was grateful for his kindness, which is why he was able to gain wealth and honor later.
Judging from the current situation, the Grand Sikou must have colluded with Lord Wumin a long time ago, which is why he disappeared together with Lord Wumin.
In the dim hall, one could hear a pin drop. The Demon Lord frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure, and knocked on the handrail again in dissatisfaction.
All the ministers under his seat were sweating profusely. The ruthlessness of the current demon king's methods was even more brutal than that of the previous demon king.
Even though the demons lack the seven emotions, they will still be afraid of what they should be afraid of!
Of course, where there are those who are afraid, there will naturally be those who are not afraid.
The Grand Marshal, who had been filled with righteous indignation, stood up and said: "If our ancestors had not shown mercy and let Bochang go, there would not have been the disaster of Muye. With the lessons of history in mind, we must not repeat the same mistake."
The Grand Marshal said this, clasped his fists, knelt down, and pleaded earnestly: "I am willing to lead the troops myself to capture the traitor for Your Majesty!"
The Demon Lord Boyan held his chin in his hand and said nothing. He lazily looked at Da Sima for a long time. Just as he was about to speak, Da Situ, who had been silent all the time, stood up.
"I think it is inappropriate to start a war."
Hearing this, Da Sima became anxious.
"Old man, what do you mean by this? Are you going to let that traitor go? You..."
Before Da Sima could finish his words, the Demon Lord raised his hand to stop him.
"Why?" The Grand Tutor bowed respectfully. "Lord Wumin defected, and the Grand Minister of Justice followed suit. This is solid evidence, and there is no need to question it. However, Lord Wumin is quite prestigious, and the Grand Minister of Justice is also known for his virtue. If this matter is leaked, it will inevitably cause unrest in the demon world and endanger the government."
The ministers looked at each other in a low voice, and all felt that this was reasonable. The Grand Tutor paused and continued:
"Rumors are rampant in the streets. If you spread the news too much, it will inevitably become a topic of gossip. If it causes panic, I'm afraid it will ruin your plan, and the loss will outweigh the gain."
"Ridiculous!" The Grand Marshal said angrily, "According to what you said, we should keep it secret and let it go?"
"Why do I have such intention?" The Grand Tutor glanced at the Grand Marshal. "It's just that the pros and cons of the matter must be sorted out, so as not to disappoint the Lord's trust."
"Hmph!" Da Sima snorted. "You've said all the good things. If that's the case, then you should come up with a proper solution."
"Don't worry, Grand Marshal. We cannot let the traitor go," the Grand Tutor said calmly, "I have something to say, Your Majesty, please allow me to report it."
The Demon Lord didn't even raise his eyelids, he just moved his fingers, signaling the Grand Master to continue.
"Since Lord Wumin has already defected, he will definitely go to the source of the Weak Water. Most of those who followed him were just commoners, and with so many people, they would not be able to move fast. General Feilian is very agile. In my opinion, it would be better to send him there with only a small group of elite soldiers, so that it would not be too conspicuous. Even if someone saw him, they would just think he was going to the ghost market for fun."
"Although Lord Wumin is not a military officer, he has special magical powers. I'm afraid Fei Lian alone is no match for him." The Great Sima also calmed down at this time and said while stroking his beard.
"Don't worry, Grand Marshal. I will not send only General Fei Lian. I will just let him lead the charge and stop Lord Wu Min first."
"What does the Great Situ mean?"
"I heard that General Shang Lu is still training in the southwest camp. Let him march directly from the camp to avoid the Demon Realm. This way, no one will know about it and there will be no gossip."
The Grand Marshal pondered for a while before he bowed to the Demon Lord and said, "Although I am reluctant, what the Grand Marshal said is indeed a good strategy."
"Hmm." The hum was like a sigh, and the lazy voice was very pleasant to hear. After a long time, the Demon Lord raised his hand and said, "Let's arrange it this way."
Upon receiving the order, the Grand Marshal clasped his fists and bowed, then left the hall to make arrangements, but the Grand Tutor still did not return to his seat.
"Anything else?"
"I think Lord Wu Min's rebellious intention has not come about overnight. He has been dormant for many years and must have a backup plan. I heard that..." The Grand Tutor did not continue speaking. He looked hesitant, as if he had some reservations.
"Speak." The Demon Lord ordered.
"Yes." The Grand Tutor bowed and said, "I heard that Princess Fengyuan had a secret meeting with Lord Wumin in the market, at Qusheng's shop."
As soon as he finished speaking, whispers were heard in the hall.
"Princess Fengyuan?"
"Qu Sheng Xiao Si?"
……
The Demon Lord didn't move, but even in the darkness, the cold light that flashed in his eyes was still chilling.
The hall suddenly became quiet, and all the ministers were trembling with fear, and no one dared to say a word.
"You are slandering the princess, do you know your crime?"
The Grand Tutor did not seem to be afraid and only bowed.
"I have no intention of making false accusations. I am just stating my opinion."
"Oh? According to your family's opinion, how should this matter be handled?" the Demon Lord asked in a flat tone.
"Although it's just hearsay, it concerns Princess Fengyuan's innocence. I think it would be better to summon the princess to the palace to ask for clarification."
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes and stared at the Grand Master for a long time before he gestured to his side. The attendant took his orders, bowed, and left the hall.
(End of this chapter)
