What play is being performed in Chapter 1923?
What play is being performed in Chapter 1923?
Mingchuan continued, "So, how does Yueyao want you to restrain Dafan Temple and Yuelun Pavilion?"
The Third Prince said, "As for the Great Brahma Temple, she asked me to invite Master Huineng to Tianque City to give a sermon in the name of the Holy Domain Dynasty. It's called a sermon, but it's actually a form of house arrest. As long as Huineng is not here, the Great Brahma Temple will be leaderless and won't get in her way."
"It's even simpler with the Moon Wheel Pavilion. She had me spread the word that an ancient sword-path relic has appeared in the Spirit Realm, possibly containing a long-lost sword manual. Once those sword fanatics in the Moon Wheel Pavilion hear this news, they'll definitely send people to investigate. And once they're sent out, they won't be coming back."
Mingchuan felt a chill run down his spine.
That's a brilliant two-birds-with-one-stone strategy.
The confinement of Huineng was a devastating blow to the Dafan Temple.
By luring and killing the elites of the Moon Wheel Pavilion, the Moon Wheel Pavilion's claws and teeth were severed.
If these two families really fall for her trap, then no one in the Holy Domain will be able to restrain her anymore.
"And what about herself? What does she plan to do?"
The Third Prince remained silent for a moment.
She said she was going to find someone.
"who?"
“A person named Chiyang.”
Mingchuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
Blazing sun!
The person Cangming mentioned at the end!
He wields the laws of metal and flame, and is the gatekeeper of the Southern Ming Fire Prison!
Cangming said that he sent a message 30,000 years ago, claiming to have glimpsed the essence of the Void and was trying to use it to break the deadlock.
Cangming didn't know if he had succeeded or gone mad.
But now Yueyao is going to find him...
Did she say why she wanted to find that person?
“No.” The Third Prince shook his head. “But I guess it’s related to Guixu.”
Mingchuan's heart sank.
Yueyao knew more than he had imagined.
She not only knew about Guixu and the gatekeeper, but also about the existence of Chiyang and where to find him.
This could never have been found by her own investigation.
There must be someone behind her.
Someone who knows more inside information.
"Mingchuan?" The Third Prince asked in a low voice when he saw that Mingchuan's expression was not right.
Mingchuan snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, and suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
"It's nothing." He shook his head. "What Your Highness just said is very important to me."
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the gradually darkening sky.
As dusk settled, the lights of Tianque City began to illuminate the city one by one.
The palace in the distance was brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps.
"Has Your Highness made up your mind?" He didn't turn around; his voice came from behind him. "Will you continue to wait for Yueyao's news and remain her pawn? Or will you cooperate with me and become your own master?"
There was a moment of silence behind me.
Then, the Third Prince's voice rang out:
"You said you wanted to act. What kind of acting?"
Mingchuan smiled.
He turned around, looked at the Third Prince, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Perform a scene where Mingchuan is captured by the Third Prince and imprisoned in the imperial prison."
The third prince was stunned.
"What did you say?"
“I said, let the whole world know that you’ve arrested me.”
"Didn't Yueyao tell you to keep Dafan Temple and Yuelun Pavilion in check? Then do as she says. Ask Huineng for help when necessary, and spread the word when necessary."
"But at the same time, you need to let her know that Ming Chuan, the sect leader of Wan Chuan Sect, has recklessly come to Tian Que City and has been captured on the spot and imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison."
What will she think?
The Third Prince frowned in thought: "Will she feel like I'm clearing obstacles for her?"
"Yes. But at the same time, she'll also be curious: Why did I come here? What did I say to you? Did you learn anything from me that you shouldn't know?"
A cold glint flashed in Mingchuan's eyes: "Given her personality, she will definitely send someone to investigate. She might even come herself."
"Our opportunity will come as soon as she arrives."
The Third Prince's breathing became slightly rapid.
He understood what Mingchuan meant.
Lure the snake out of its hole.
Using Mingchuan himself as bait, they lured Yueyao to Tianque City.
but……
"Aren't you afraid she'll really kill you?" the Third Prince asked. "What if she comes and attacks without warning?"
Mingchuan smiled.
"Your Highness, this is Tianque City. It is the capital of the Holy Domain Dynasty, not your territory alone, Third Prince."
"No matter how arrogant Yueyao is, she wouldn't dare to openly kill someone who has been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison by the Third Prince. That would be tantamount to slapping His Highness in the face in public, and also slapping the face of the Holy Domain Dynasty."
"If she wants to kill me, she can only do it secretly. As long as she comes secretly, our chance will come."
The Third Prince remained silent for a moment.
He considered the feasibility of this matter in his mind.
Bringing Yueyao into the scheme is very risky.
If anything goes wrong, not only will Mingchuan die, but he will also be implicated.
But the benefits are also substantial.
If he could really win over Yueyao, he would have a bargaining chip that would be enough to intimidate everyone.
At that time, both the eldest and second eldest brothers will have to reconsider his importance.
"How confident are you?" he asked.
“Fifty percent,” Mingchuan said frankly. “No one can say they’re 100% sure about something like this. But fifty percent is already worth the gamble.”
The third prince looked at him and suddenly smiled.
"You really dare to gamble."
"What can we do if we don't gamble?" Mingchuan laughed too. "Wait for Yueyao to cause a huge upheaval, and then we'll all be doomed?"
The Third Prince stood up, walked to Mingchuan, and extended his hand.
"Okay. I'll bet you this round."
Mingchuan grasped his hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Then please give the order, Your Highness."
"Lock me up in the dungeon."
……
Two hours later.
A startling piece of news suddenly began circulating throughout the streets and alleys of Tianque City:
Ming Chuan, the sect leader of Wan Chuan Sect, infiltrated Tian Que City with malicious intent but was captured on the spot by the Third Prince's men and is now imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison awaiting further punishment.
The news spread very quickly.
In less than a night, the entire city of Tianque knew about it.
A diverse group of people mingled among them, and upon hearing the news, they all took action.
In a secluded stronghold of the Dragon Roar Temple within the city, a member of the Dark Moon Clan dressed in a gray robe hurriedly pushed open the door and knelt on one knee before a figure inside who was resting with his eyes closed.
"Reporting to the Palace Master, we have just received news that Mingchuan has been captured by the Third Prince and imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison."
The figure slowly opened its eyes.
It was as if the moon had no trace.
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he frowned.
"Mingchuan was arrested? Has he gone mad? Is he going to his death?"
"The specifics are still unclear," the gray-robed man said, "but the news came from the Third Prince's residence, so it should be true."
Yue Wuhen stood up and paced back and forth in the room.
Mingchuan's arrest is highly unusual.
Based on his understanding of Mingchuan, that person couldn't be so stupid as to offer himself up.
unless……
What is he plotting?
"Immediately send the message to Fairy," Yue Wuhen said in a deep voice. "Tell her that Mingchuan is in Tianque City and has been imprisoned by the Third Prince."
"Yes!"
The man in the gray robe accepted the order and left.
Yue Wuhen stood by the window, looking towards the Third Prince's residence, his brows furrowed.
Mingchuan, what exactly are you trying to do?
……
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