After Cao Zhengchun finished speaking, Zhu Houzhao, the emperor of the Republic sitting upon the Dragon Throne, nodded as well. "Eunuch Cao speaks true. Imperial Uncle, what do you think?"
Zhu Wushi hurriedly objected, "Your Majesty, absolutely not! Dragon Guard Manor's duty is to protect Your Majesty. If every member of Dragon Guard Manor is sent out, what will we do if the Grand Ming Empire's Imperial Grandson dispatches experts to attack the palace?"
"This subject believes it would be better to issue invitations throughout the Republic, recruiting heroes from every corner and sending these martial arts masters of the common folk to assassinate the Imperial Grandson of the Grand Ming Empire."
Zhu Wushi's words left Zhu Houzhao highly dissatisfied. Yet Zhu Houzhao did not dare show it, for Zhu Wushi was the foremost expert in the Republic.
Thus, Zhu Houzhao could only grit his teeth and agree.
"Then let us proceed according to Imperial Uncle's plan."
After saying this, Zhu Houzhao directly dismissed the court.
Several days later, within the Song Kingdom's capital.
The monks of Shaolin Temple had all arrived.
At their head was Cixuan, abbot of Shaolin Temple.
Atop the capital's gate tower.
When the Imperial Guards soldiers saw this group of monks approaching the city walls with Buddhist staffs in hand and fierce momentum, they immediately shut the city gates tight and sent someone to report the news to His Highness the Imperial Grandson.
Inside the main hall.
Guo Zhen, commander of the Imperial Guards, hurried over.
At this moment.
Zhu Ying was handling state affairs.
Guo Zhen said tensely, "Reporting to His Highness the Imperial Grandson, a group of monks has arrived outside the capital!"
"And... these monks appear to be martial arts experts. Their cultivation is at least at the Grandmaster Realm!"
After all,