The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 2157: Dismembered into Thousand Pieces, Annihilate the Nine Clans!

Chapter 2157: Chapter 2157: Dismembered into Thousand Pieces, Annihilate the Nine Clans!

"Brother-in-law, if you find the antidote on this trip, bring it back with you. If there is only poison, we’ll go again next time. By then, we’ll be familiar with the insides of the Imperial Palace and can directly take the poison.

Then, before His Majesty reaches the Imperial Tomb, rush to the Northern Underground Palace and pick all the purple blossoms.

That way, we’ll achieve two goals at once."

"Baiqing is right," Lin Caisang said.

...

Inside the Royal Palace, the Emperor had already received news that the Imperial Tomb had been vandalized.

But that was not what angered him the most.

What made him furious was that his most trusted subordinate had run away immediately after the Imperial Tomb was destroyed, taking his entire family and disappearing without a trace.

That was a subordinate he had trusted for so many years, lavished with untold gold and treasures, yet still unable to secure a heart that could betray him at any time.

Could it be that just because Huang Ling was destroyed, he would kill his most trusted subordinate?

How malicious did this subordinate think he was!

"Your Majesty, now that the Imperial Tomb has been destroyed, would you like to go and see it?" whispered an attendant at his side.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor’s cold gaze swept toward him.

"Get out and arrange it. Tomorrow morning, we’ll set off for the Imperial Tomb."

With so many important things within the Imperial Tomb now ruined, how could he possibly ignore them?

And in what state had the Imperial Tomb been destroyed?

The things he cared about, those fine items he had crafted with his own hands, had they all been completely destroyed?

"Yes, Your Majesty, I’ll arrange it right away," the attendant replied after hearing his words, bowing and then retreating.

"Damn it!"

Watching the retreating figure of the attendant, he shouted angrily.

"Who could it be? Who would dare destroy his Imperial Tomb? If he finds out who it is, he’ll surely have that person torn to pieces and exterminate their nine familial clans!"

No, even such punishment was not enough to quell the hatred in his heart. He couldn’t even think of how to deal with them once caught—how could he simply kill them outright?

Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself down, his face stern.

"Summon someone."

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Another attendant came in, knelt before him, and asked.

"Summon Prince Wu and the Eighth Prince to the palace," the Emperor ordered.

"At once."

The attendant took the command and left.

Yes, it was time for Prince Niu and the Eighth Prince to come to the palace.

Normally, both of them should have been waiting outside the palace to be summoned, but today, there wasn’t the slightest movement.

So much so that even they had forgotten this matter.

"Hiss! Huh!"

The Emperor took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.

He reached for a document, flipped it open to read, but with his mind so turbulent, how could he focus?

After what felt like an eternity, he couldn’t absorb a single word and, in frustration, tossed the document onto the table.

After throwing the document aside, he couldn’t help but ponder again—who should he assign to handle the destruction of the Imperial Tomb?

His fifth son or his eighth son?

But he was not at ease with either of them, fearing that the items within the Imperial Tomb might be stolen by them.

Or perhaps, he could assign the task to both of them together.

Although they often drank and chatted together on normal days, his fifth son was so simple and honest that even if Yin Lvqing really wanted to do something in the Imperial Tomb, his fifth son wouldn’t have the guts.