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Chapter 2789: Requesting to see Fellow Daoist Shi!
As the imperial teacher, Peng Long enjoyed a very high reputation within the Peng Dynasty. With him around, there was no need to worry about the court being unstable.

Peng Long said, "I think what Lou Guozhang said is right. We should appoint a new ruler as soon as possible. In addition, the Fengshan Ceremony of Yuhuang Mountain should also be held as usual. Only in this way can we calm the people's hearts."

"Ah."

The Empress thought it made sense. "Then, who do you think should be chosen as the new emperor?"

There seemed to be some different meaning in her words.

Everyone around could also hear it. Could it be that this woman was eyeing this seat?

Does she want to be the empress?

Peng Long said, "The second prince, Peng Kuan, has always been the emperor's favorite candidate, so I think we should make him the heir, how about that?"

Peng Kuan was the biological son of the emperor and empress, so there was nothing wrong with enthroning him.

No one could find anything to say in the court.

The Empress was considered Peng Long's junior, so Peng Long naturally didn't need to consider her face and could just say whatever he wanted.

The emperor and empress were somewhat displeased.

Obviously Peng Long didn't speak to her heart's content.

However, she also knew in her heart that it was not impossible for her to become an empress, but it would definitely cause an uproar in the court, and at that time, many people would definitely stand up to oppose it.

Some people even doubt whether the Supreme God and the Emperor have fallen.

Therefore, at this time, even if she had some ideas, she shouldn't do this.

At this time, the right thing to do is to choose a prince to take the throne.

Once the court is stable, she can slowly implement any ideas she has.

But, is Peng Kuan the emperor?
At this point, the emperor and empress became a little hesitant.

"What does the Imperial Master think of the Sixth Prince Peng Yu?" the Emperor and Empress asked.

Peng Kuan is the bloodline of the Emperor after all.

From the perspective of the empress, she had always disliked the emperor. Now that the emperor was dead, among the two sons in front of her, she subconsciously put Peng Yu in front.

The Imperial Master frowned.

Of course he knew what the emperor and empress were thinking.

This woman is really cruel. It would have been fine if she had just killed her husband, but now she doesn't want the Peng bloodline to inherit the throne.

He also wanted to use her and Li Xusheng's son as a substitute.

"Miss."

The Imperial Master reminded him, "The second prince, Peng Kuan, is the second legitimate son and the oldest among the princes. Moreover, he has not committed any mistakes. Why is the eldest son deposed and the youngest son enthroned?"

The empress was displeased and was about to say something when Lou Qianji, who was standing beside her, coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty, what the Imperial Master said makes sense. If Yu'er is made the emperor, there will definitely be many voices of opposition in the court."

How could I not object? Now that the news had spread outside, almost everyone knew that Peng Yu's bloodline was not normal.

What happened between her and Li Xu was almost known to everyone.

"That's fine."

The Empress took a deep breath, and although she was a little unwilling, she still nodded, "Then let Kuan Er be the one."

No matter who is appointed as the heir, he is still her son.

It’s just a bit of a pity that I failed to help Peng Yu get promoted.

After all, Peng Yu is the best choice for her.

Although she was the empress, sometimes she had to compromise on some things.

"Father."

The Empress looked at Lou Qianji and said, "Inform the eight dukes to come to the palace to see me later. Also, prepare all matters related to Kuan'er's enthronement."

"Yes."

Lou Qianji responded.

At critical moments, you still have to rely on your mother's family.

……

These things have nothing to do with Chen Muyu and the others.

After coming out of the West Palace, Chen Muyu hesitated for a moment and did not leave the palace. Instead, he turned a corner and went deep into the palace.

He wanted to see Shi Zhongtian again.

After all, he is a super strong man in the eight-star realm, and now he is at his weakest. Although Chen Muyu cannot defeat him, it does not mean that he cannot defeat him.

Taking advantage of the opponent's weakness, the amount of wealth consumed should not be considered exaggerated.

The wealth he has accumulated now exceeds three million Jing. It should be no problem to subdue such a being.

If he could capture Shi Zhongtian, it would be equivalent to capturing one of the top fighters in the Central Continent. For Chen Muyu at the moment, it would undoubtedly be a huge profit.

At this time, it was already dark. Although there were people coming and going in the palace, no one could notice the presence of Chen Muyu.

Danyang Palace.

This place was originally where the Emperor usually practiced. Now, the Emperor is gone, and the Empress gave it directly to Shi Zhongtian.

The palace servants had been sent away, and the huge palace was now deserted, giving people a feeling of desolation as if everything had changed and the people had changed.

Chen Muyu appeared directly in the courtyard. There were several osmanthus trees swaying in the wind, and leaves were falling.

But no one cleaned it.

The door of the hall was tightly closed.

Chen Muyu would naturally not be stupid enough to force his way in.

The other party is at the Eight-Star Realm. If you irritate him, your life will be in danger.

"My name is Yang Shui, and I would like to see Daoist Fellow Shi Zhongtian."

Chen Muyu bowed towards the hall in front of him, showing his courtesy.

He is in seclusion, and you come here to ask to see him.

Is this polite?

There was no response at all.

Or maybe Shi Zhongtian heard it but just didn't want to pay attention to it.

"My name is Yang Shui, and I would like to see Daoist Fellow Shi Zhongtian."

Chen Muyu shouted again, his voice rising several decibels.

I am not worried that the people inside will not be able to hear it, nor am I worried about disturbing their practice.

"Uncle Yu."

At this time, a figure appeared out of nowhere beside Chen Muyu.

It was none other than Yang Ming.

Chen Muyu couldn't help but frown. Yang Ming was really a haunting guy. Wherever he went, he would go. He couldn't get rid of him at all.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Muyu asked unhappily.

Yang Ming said, "I just left the palace, and wanted to wait for Uncle Yu all the way, but Uncle Yu didn't come out. I thought Uncle Yu must be here, so I came to see him. I didn't expect that I was right."

"Ah."

Chen Muyu chuckled, "You are really smart."

Yang Ming said, "Uncle Yu, what are you doing here?"

"Me?"

Chen Muyu spread his hands and said, "I have some questions that I would like to ask Daoist Fellow Shi Zhongtian to help me with."

"Oh? What's the problem?"

Yang Ming looked curious, "Why don't you tell me about it? Maybe I can help you, Uncle Yu."

It was all fake. He didn't believe Chen Muyu's lies at all. He secretly came to find Shi Zhongtian in the middle of the night. He must have some shameful purpose.

"You? What puzzle can you help me with? Heh..."

With a light laugh, he didn't take Yang Ming seriously at all. How could this guy have the audacity to answer his questions?
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Shi is in seclusion, so he probably doesn't have time to see you."

"Ah."

Chen Muyu smiled faintly, "If I don't want to see him, then I won't see him. I'll come back after he comes out of isolation."

After saying that, Chen Muyu turned around and was about to leave.