Chapter 67 Remembering
When Chu Zhiyuan returned to Prince Qing's Mansion from the Ministry of Rites, it was already dark and the lanterns were starting to turn on.
He walked slowly on the street surrounded by guards, observing his surroundings with his super sense.
There are more and more experts in the city.
The Zhenwu Division did not restrict the entry of martial arts masters and allowed them to come in and join in the fun. It was really tough.
This is not to be outdone and not to submit to weakness.
The experts from the City Guards and Zhenwu Division were also denser.
He speculated that the Zhenwu Division had mobilized experts from various places to come to Beijing.
The first is to restrict martial arts masters from entering Yujing and weaken the number of martial arts masters. The second is to increase the number of masters in Zhenwu Division.
It is safest to do both at the same time.
But now it seems that Zhenwusi only adopted the second option, showing strong confidence.
Chu Zhiyuan could see clearly that this was a matter of success and defeat.
If something goes wrong, it is arrogance. If nothing goes wrong, it is a wise decision.
Halfway through, I saw Huang Shirong moving through the crowd with ease.
Huang Shirong was still wearing an apricot-yellow shirt, and she was as graceful as a willow branch. She was accompanied by two girls in white, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu.
When Huang Shirong saw him, he stepped forward to greet him, clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty went to greet the Dazhen envoy, how about it?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The Lingshuang Iron Cavalry is very powerful."
"The Lingshuang Iron Cavalry is indeed one of a kind." Huang Shirong said with emotion: "The great reputation is forged on the battlefield, forged with blood and bones."
"Those people in the martial arts world didn't take action, mostly because of the Lingshuang Iron Cavalry."
"Yes, in that case, taking action would mean death. They are not afraid of death and will not die in vain."
No matter how unafraid of death, people will not die worthless.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "It will be difficult below, you must be careful."
"Yes." Huang Shirong looked solemn.
Next, even if a member of the Dazhen envoy is injured, the Zhenwu Division will be blamed, and no Zhenwu Division in Yujing will escape punishment.
"The Dazhen mission is guarded by two great masters, so there is no need to worry about the Sifang Pavilion, but to keep an eye on those who are traveling."
"Two?"
"Two."
"...Okay." Huang Shirong nodded slowly: "Then keep an eye on them when they travel,...I'm afraid they will think it is surveillance."
"We can only let them think about it." Chu Zhiyuan said.
In fact, they should be monitored as well.
Everyone knows that Dazhen has secret spies in Dajing, and the arrival of the Dazhen envoy will definitely contact the spy leader here.
The relationship between countries is complicated, and the alliance between the two countries is not pure cooperation and closeness, but also secret struggle.
They don't know how to fight, but they will fight secretly.
The two sides chatted for a while and then separated.
After he left surrounded by the guards and gradually disappeared into the crowd in the distance, Wen Qianqian smiled and said: "Senior sister, why don't you ask him about his marriage to Miss Anguo Gongfu?"
Huang Shirong shook his head.
Xu Mengyu said: "What's there to ask?"
"Is An Guogong's lady really so beautiful? She is the most beautiful woman in Yujing."
"Miss Xiao is very beautiful." Huang Shirong said: "I have seen her, and she is worthy of the name of the most beautiful woman in Yujing."
Wen Qianqian sighed: "The fourth prince is really lucky to be able to marry the girl of An Guogong."
Huang Shirong smiled.
Xu Mengyu said: "The Fourth Prince is still very powerful."
"But his reputation is not big enough." Wen Qianqian said.
"Sooner or later he will make his mark." Xu Mengyu said with a smile: "If he were an ordinary prince, how would Senior Sister Huang value him?"
They could all see that Huang Shirong valued Chu Zhiyuan.
This emphasis is not because of his status as the prince, but because of his ability.
They had never seen what Chu Zhiyuan was capable of, so they had always been curious and paid close attention to him.
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Sifang Pavilion
Dazhenyuan
In a study room in a spacious courtyard, Cheng Tianfeng put his hand on the desk and looked at a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man has an average appearance and is wearing a green robe, which is the official robe of an official below the sixth rank of Dajing. He is standing respectfully in front of the desk.
"Chu Zhiyao is back?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, Chu Zhiyao has been back for six days. Prince Xuan held a birthday banquet two days ago, and Chu Zhiyao personally received the guests."
"Sure enough, he is back." Cheng Tianfeng said lightly: "Where is the other one?"
"According to the news obtained by the villain, Chu Zhihua is still in the army and has not returned."
"In addition to the two of them, there is another innate, Chu Zhiyuan, Prince Qing's eldest son?"
"Yes, the prince should pay attention to this Chu Zhiyuan."
"You have to pay attention to a person who has just entered Xiantian? What's more, he is the eldest son of Prince Qing. He will not be favored by Emperor Dajing, right?"
Prince Qing's Mansion had been sealed for thirty years, and it was not favored by the emperor, so he would not benefit from Tianbaosi's various cultivation resources. So nothing to be afraid of.
"The villain risked his life to find out the news. This Chu Zhiyuan obtained twenty monsters during the winter hunting and obtained a ninth-level skill. He should have mastered some kind of amazing power." The green-robed middle-aged man said in a deep voice. Said: "Although the level of cultivation is not high, the ability to kill is strong."
"Hmm..., is it possible to temporarily replace Chu Zhiyao?"
"I think it's possible," said the middle-aged man in green robe.
"What state is he in now?"
"...The villain failed to find out." The green-robed middle-aged man hesitated: "Prince Qing's Mansion has been sealed. Those who had previously infiltrated have been withdrawn. Now they are not recruiting any more people. Normally, the prince has been practicing in Mingwu Palace, and only in the Hoututang has shown his martial arts once, and he should have defeated the young leader of Hoututang.”
"What kind of cultivation is that young leader?"
"The second level of Xiantian Building."
"What's the current status of the young leader?"
"I have been working hard."
"That means Chu Zhiyuan is not much better than him and is expected to catch up."
"The prince is wise."
"It's nothing. It's a pity that I can't meet this person. Once I see him, I can almost judge the truth."
"The Crown Prince saw him today. He is a member of the Ministry of Rites, and he was among the first few to greet us today."
"Oh——?"
Cheng Tianfeng frowned and began to recall in his mind, and finally nodded slowly: "That's the only thing the young man said, and he looks calm."
"Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe agreed.
He had always had the illusion that Cheng Tianfeng and the fourth prince of Dajing were brothers because their temperaments were so similar.
They are all calm, calm and calm, as if nothing can change their color.
This is a kind of character formed by talent and acquired cultivation. It is a character that I have been pursuing and honing to develop.
"It's interesting," Cheng Tianfeng smiled: "Just after leaving the Mingwu Palace, he actually entered the Ministry of Etiquette. He is someone who does not pursue spiritual practice and has a calm temperament?"
Then he added: "Of course, he may be afraid of death."
"Probably he is afraid of death." The middle-aged man in green robe said with a smile: "He acts too steadily and always protects him."
The other princes and princes are very annoyed by the guards. They feel that they are always following them. If they can reduce the number of guards, they will reduce them. If they can, they will not use them.
But he was different. He was afraid that there were not enough guards. If he didn't have to guard Prince Qing's Mansion, he might have brought all the guards with him.
Moreover, he has no curiosity about the lives of ordinary people, nor is he interested in eating, drinking and having fun.
This is too contrary to the temperament of young people. The only possibility is that they are afraid of death.
"There's nothing wrong with being afraid of death." Cheng Tianfeng laughed.
There are always some pustules in the royal family, incompetent guys, as timid as mice, life-saving, wretched, and not worth looking at.
"Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe said: "Your Majesty, we have collected as much information as possible about the fourth prince, but the time is too short and not enough."
"That's pretty much it," Cheng Tianfeng said, "He is married to the young lady from Duke Anguo's mansion?"
"Yes."
"The most beautiful woman in Yujing, have you seen her?"
"I have never seen it, but I have seen no one who is not convinced. It must be extremely beautiful."
"The most beautiful woman in Yujing..." Cheng Tianfeng smiled.
The middle-aged man in green robe sighed secretly.
This prince is good at everything, he is calm and dignified, and has excellent qualifications. He is also a direct disciple of the Imperial Master and is expected to inherit the throne.
But there is a fatal flaw: lust.
Like women.
Extremely fond of women.
It is said that this is not only the blood inheritance of the Dazhen royal family, but also the secret mentality of the Dazhen royal family.
He could deduce that if Cheng Tianfeng won and had to choose between the princess and Xiao Ruoling, Cheng Tianfeng would definitely choose Xiao Ruoling.
But now Xiao Ruoling is married, and he is still the crown prince of Prince Qing.
If he brought it up again, Emperor Dajing would not be able to agree.
But even if Emperor Dajing didn't agree, as long as the prince brought it up, he would become a mortal enemy of Prince Qing.
The hatred of seizing his wife is a great shame and humiliation.
They are here for alliance, not enmity.
Cheng Tianfeng glanced at him and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just curious about what the most beautiful woman in Yujing looks like. I have to take a look."
"Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe was shocked.
He didn't believe it.
I am so curious now, and once I see a real person, I am afraid I will be unable to extricate myself.
As the most qualified heir apparent, he always had everything he wanted, and there was nothing he couldn't get.
What's more, the crown prince already has several top beauties in his house, and not all of them are in love with each other.
The Dazhen royal family regarded this kind of thing as a romantic affair and did not feel dissatisfied.
The public security in Yujing City is excellent, especially in the inner city. The city guards and Zhenwu Division masters are one step away from each other, and everything is peaceful.
But outside the city, the sky is high and the sky is high. It is not difficult for the prince to grab a woman.
(End of chapter)