I, the strongest poisoner, am called the living king of hell by the empress

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East side of Chang'an.

A magnificent mansion.

The word "Prince's Palace" with flying dragons and phoenixes is extremely conspicuous.

Wang Zhong stood in the lobby, staring directly at the middle-aged man wearing a blue robe in front of him.

After a long while, Wang Zhongcai slowly said, "Mr. Chen, can I trust you with all my trust?"

Mr. Chen looked indifferent and indescribably calm.

"It's natural!"

"The current plan is that Your Majesty would rather resist the infamy of trapping and killing the prisoners of Dachu alone than the living King of Hell should bear the infamy. The importance behind it is self-evident."

"It seems like the Living King of Hell is not just a knife in His Majesty's hand!"

"Old General Wang, if you want to wash away your shame, it will be too much pressure on you alone. You are in urgent need of a strong helper now!"

"I, Chen Qiong, one of the best poison warriors in the world, am your most powerful helper!"

Mr. Chen spoke slowly, and his confident voice echoed through the hall.

Wang Zhong took a deep look at Mr. Chen, and after a moment of silence he said, "But the last person who trusted you has been executed, and grass will grow on his grave."

"How can I trust you?"

"Also, tell me, how did Prince Rong die?"

Wang Zhong spoke with a serious face.

He certainly knew that Mr. Chen was a great adviser to Prince Rong, and Prince Rong highly respected him, calling him the number one poisoner in Daqian.

But the crux of the problem is that all the people supported by Prince Rong are gone.

Gao Yang didn't even lose any of his hair.

Now this person is going to assist him and deal with this hard-working King of Hell together.

I have to say that Wang Zhong was a little panicked.

When Mr. Chen heard Wang Zhong's words, his expression did not change, and he sighed, "Old General Wang left Guanzhong, so he doesn't know anything."

"At that time, it happened that I was entering the finals of the Da Gan Food Competition, and among them were the chefs from Dingguo Mansion. The chef of the imperial kitchen invited the prince to be a judge. Through tasting the delicious food, he cursed the meals of Dingguo Mansion. Pig food!”

"At that time, I tried my best to dissuade him, but the prince insisted on having his own way!"

When Mr. Chen said this, he sighed heavily and his eyes flickered.

"Then what?"

"What's the point of a mere food competition?"

Wang Zhong frowned. He traveled around Guanzhong and didn't know much about what happened in Chang'an. He only knew that Wu Long died in prison for treason.

But Wang Zhong didn't know exactly how he died.

Mr. Chen looked straight at Wang Zhong with a look of pain on his face, "No one expected that the living King of Hell would come up with a plate of unboiled nine-turn large intestine, and make the prince and prince eat the pig in reply!"

As soon as these words came out.

Wang Zhong couldn't hold himself any longer for a moment.

"What?"

"The prince has such a distinguished status, how can he be willing to accept the answer..."

Wang Zhong was shocked.

He thought that drinking a pound of locusts every day in Guanzhong would be the worst in the world, but he didn't expect Wu Long to be even worse!

Is this living King of Hell so cruel?

Mr. Chen sighed, "Old General Wang doesn't know something. This Nine Revolutions Large Intestine is the best conspiracy in the world. It is impossible to prevent the weak against the strong. Except for Your Majesty, no one else in the world has a choice at all within the rules!"

Then, Mr. Chen talked about the viciousness of the Nine-turn Large Intestine!

"If you don't eat, you won't be eliminated. If you eat, you'll fall into the trap. How do you choose?"

Wang Zhong also felt his scalp numb instantly.

"It's obviously the prince who suffered this great humiliation. Why is he still alive?"

Mr. Chen's eyes flickered, but he continued, "When this happened, the prince was so angry that he wanted to go to the palace to find his majesty to make the decision. He also insisted that it was so miserable, how could your majesty do something to him? I stopped him with my death remonstrance. , but I can’t hold it back no matter what!”

"Hey, once you leave, the prince will never come back!"

"Even I happened to be outside and escaped the disaster. Otherwise, my life would have been lost. But if the prince had listened to some advice, it wouldn't be so miserable."

Mr. Chen sighed, seemingly helpless and sighing.

These words were half-truths and half-falsehoods, everything was true, but the effect he had from them was exactly the opposite.

Wang Zhong was numb.

First, he made a conspiracy, and then he struck when he least expected it.

This pair of monarch and minister is simply amazing.

For a moment, Wang Zhong was silent.

Seeing that Wang Zhong was silent, Mr. Chen couldn't help but said, "General Wang, what are you thinking about?"

Wang Zhong raised his eyes to look at Mr. Chen and said suddenly.

"You said I'm going to Dingguo now

The mansion has a thorny bramble tied to his back. Now that he has saved the emperor, can both sides put aside their grudges? "

"I will wait until he falls out of favor and kill him with a knife, how about that?"

Mr. Chen: "..."

He thought for a moment, and then said seriously, "Even if the general can endure the general of the chicken and eat locusts every day, the living king of hell may not let the general go."

"Why?"

Wang Zhong asked subconsciously.

"Have you forgotten the answer of the living king of hell when he first entered the court and faced the questions of His Majesty, and answered the enemies, from the seventy-year-old man to the seven-year-old child? "

Wang Zhong's thoughts were completely extinguished.

If he remembered correctly, the answer of the Living King of Hell was that his big knife would not kill the old or the young, but he also had a small knife, and he would cut one on each heart, and even one on the buttocks.

The degree of his viciousness and caution was simply outrageous.

"Besides, in terms of endurance, it should be difficult for the general to survive until the Living King of Hell falls out of favor at this age."

Mr. Chen added with a serious face.

Wang Zhong: "..."

"But we are not without a chance now. Although the Living King of Hell has been making vicious plans frequently, the Chu State has suffered such a great loss, and they will never give up!"

"The whole court, including civil officials, such as the Secretary of the Central Secretariat Cui Xinghe, the Minister of Rites Song Li, the Dali Temple Minister Lu Wen, and the Prime Minister Xu Xuanji, the head of all officials, all have grudges against Gao Yang!"

"As long as General Wang listens to advice, our chances of winning are great! "

Mr. Chen said repeatedly.

Wang Zhong thought about it and felt a little relieved.

He was not fighting the living devil alone, and there were a group of civil and military officials behind him!

But he still spoke cautiously, "If I listen to your advice, can you really fight the living devil?"

Mr. Chen saw that his goal was achieved, and he smiled confidently, "Of course!"

"My poisonous plan is also above the standard!"

"Just Zhao Hao alone, I can make a lot of money for the general!"

Soon, a servant came in.

"General, the latest news, the Song family, the Cui family, and even Lord Lu and Prime Minister Xu have all sent visiting cards to the Dingguo Mansion!"

Wang Zhong instantly looked at Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen: "..."

"Your Majesty proposed to kill the prisoners, as if he wanted to reuse Gao Yang, and it is normal for the officials to show goodwill. "

"But this is also a move by your Majesty to win people's hearts! "

"Besides, the peaceful situation in the world will not last too long. The Living King of Hell is a thorn in the eyes of all countries. Just this Chang'an City will never be peaceful next time!"

"Chu will definitely receive the news of defeat soon, and the Zhao delegation is also on the way!"

"Killing prisoners is against the harmony of nature. We can completely push the killing of prisoners to the Living King of Hell, and when the Chu and Zhao delegations arrive, we can secretly stir up the situation!"

"I have many clever plans in my mind."

"The Living King of Hell has made countless enemies, how can he know that it is us who are secretly doing bad things?"

Wang Zhong looked at Mr. Chen deeply when he heard it.

He said faintly, "If it weren't for your last words, I really wouldn't dare to believe you with all my strength!"

"Then I'll wait to see your performance."

Mr. Chen smiled confidently, "That's not a problem."

"But since we have reached a consensus, can we give us a few bites of food first? "

"During this period, the Chu army was at the gates of the city, and Chang'an was under blockade. I had to rely on three days of hunger and nine meals to survive. If I don't eat something, I'm afraid I'll have to see the real King of Hell, let alone the living King of Hell."

"..."