Chapter 143 Response
"Come in." Chu Zhiyuan received the Dragon Subduing Stake.
The whole body was still trembling, as warm as soaking in a hot spring, and he felt indescribably intoxicated and relaxed, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Bai Ningshuang curled in, dressed in a white palace dress, her golden steps swaying on her head, shining with golden light, and said angrily: "You can still laugh now!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Mom, what's wrong?"
He led Bai Ningshuang into the small pavilion next to her.
Mo Yi stepped forward and made a cup of tea.
Bai Ningshuang glanced at the four girls and nodded with satisfaction.
With Mo Yi's four daughters here, there is no need to worry about inadequate care.
The four of them have been following Chu Zhiyuan since they were young, and they are all good hands. They manage Tingtao Courtyard in an orderly manner and can be said to be good at running the family.
"Here you go." Bai Ningshuang took out a small cold jade box from Luo Xiu and handed it to him: "This is from the empress. She said this is the only one."
Chu Zhiyuan opened it and saw two pieces of dragon fat incense.
His smile grew wider.
"Yuan'er, if you lose, you will lose. The sky cannot fall!" Bai Ningshuang looked at him distressedly and said softly: "Don't hurt yourself by messing around."
"I understand." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Mom, my father, my little sister, and the others will just go directly to the outside of Qitian Palace tomorrow to watch the fun."
"...Okay." Bai Ningshuang hesitated, and finally nodded gently, stood up and left without saying anything more.
She really wanted Chu Zhiyuan to quit directly, saying that he was injured during practice and canceling tomorrow's competition. Even if he lost, it would be better than being defeated in front of everyone tomorrow and being beaten to a pulp.
But considering Chu Zhiyuan's temperament, he knew that talking more would be useless.
No amount of persuasion would be of any use to what he had decided.
After Chu Zhiyuan sent Bai Ningshuang away, he looked at the two pieces of dragon fat incense and suddenly smiled.
The emperor is really stable. If he doesn't ask for it, he won't give it to him.
These two pieces of dragon-fat incense should be enough to break through.
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The Qitian Palace is located on a mountain peak ten miles outside Yujing.
It's called Qitian Peak.
Qitian Peak is more than a thousand meters high.
There are more than 5,000 steps, and the white stone steps are polished.
Qitian Peak is not only the place where the emperor prays to heaven every year, but also a scenic spot for daily visits by the people of Yujing City.
Qitian Peak is steep and difficult to climb, especially in the middle and upper sections, which are almost straight up and down. People who are afraid of heights will crawl up with their legs twisted.
The top of Qi Tian Peak is as empty and flat as a round mirror.
A majestic circular palace, with a circular white stone square below, which is empty and flat. Standing on it, you always feel like you are floating in mid-air, as if you are as tall as the sky.
This is also the motivation for the people of Yujing to climb so high and spend so much effort to reach the peak.
The early morning sun shines with golden light, making Qitian Peak look like a golden mountain.
The steep and difficult Qitian Peak is already crowded with people.
Almost everyone in Yujing City knew that the Fourth Prince Da Jing wanted to compete with the Ninth Princess Dameng.
Although there was no stakes, it touched the hearts of the people of Yujing.
Of course, there are also some gambling stalls that open bets privately.
The people of Yujing all wanted to see the heroic victory of the Fourth Prince Da Jing, but they also knew that this might be difficult.
But that didn't stop me from watching it.
It would be good to see the appearance of the Fourth Prince Da Jing and the appearance of the Ninth Princess Dameng. After all, they are both legends.
They comforted themselves that this was an unequal competition.
Dameng's is the Ninth Princess, a first-level princess, but Da Jing is the fourth prince, not the prince, so there is no shame in losing.
If Da Jing also dispatches the prince and asks the tenth prince, Prince Ying, to take action, how can the ninth princess of Da Meng win?
The vast square is divided into areas.
There was an area surrounded by white-robed sergeants on two levels, isolating the surrounding area.
Inside the circle were Cheng Tianfeng and Mo Chunyu.
Ling Shuang's cavalry dismounted, but his aura was still unified, as if he were one person.
Cheng Tianfeng wore a brocade robe, silver-patterned deerskin boots, and an antique-colored sword at his waist, regaining his usual calmness and calm demeanor.
The nobility is overwhelming.
"Uncle Master, the outcome of this battle has been decided. Who would have thought that Li Hongzhao would advance to the next level!"
"Li Hongzhao is indeed a genius. The bigger the occasion, the more excited and passionate she becomes." Mo Chunyu said: "The faster she progresses in practice, she is using Chu Zhiyuan as a whetstone."
"This woman is indeed beautiful." Cheng Tianfeng's eyes flashed with a look of obsession, and he sighed: "If I can live in the house..."
Mo Chunyu glanced at him.
This nephew really can't change the tradition of the Cheng family.
How could Li Hongzhao be regarded as an ordinary beauty? How could he be included in the house? Unless he is too strong to convince her.
If you want her to succumb, you must be far better than her in martial arts, and you must be similar in age to her. Otherwise, if you are much older and have better cultivation than her, you will not be able to convince her. There is no such person yet.
Chu Zhiyuan, who had the highest qualifications, was not as good as her now.
"It seems that I have to practice hard." Cheng Tianfeng said with emotion: "I would rather eat a bite of immortal apricots than a basket of rotten peaches!"
Mo Chunyu said calmly: "Are all the women in your room rotten?"
"They are all immortal apricots." Cheng Tianfeng said proudly: "They are all stunning beauties that are rare in the world."
Mo Chunyu said: "It's best not to recruit her. She looks beautiful, but she is cruel and ruthless."
"I will eventually bring her into my room!" Cheng Tianfeng punched the air, and he suddenly felt endless fighting spirit.
First relieved by Chu Zhiyuan's defeat, and then stimulated by Li Hongzhao, he became high-spirited and energetic again.
Mo Chunyu saw this and said nothing more.
I sighed secretly in my heart.
I really don’t know if his lust is good or bad.
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Bai Ningshuang's family of three were also escorted by the mansion, sitting in an area, surrounded by Xiao Ruoling, Xiao Ruoyu, and Anguo Gong Xiao Youping.
Xiao Youping and Chu Minghou had a good rapport and good relationship. They sat at a stone table, each holding a tea cup.
"I didn't expect so many people to watch it. It was just a martial arts competition." Chu Minghou was puzzled.
This is different from the border war between Dajing and Dameng, which was cruel and tragic. Compared with that, the competition here is like children's play house.
I really don’t know what to see.
It caused so many people to work hard to climb up to watch.
Xiao Youping said: "It's about people's hearts and morale. Everyone is holding back their anger and wants to vent it out through this competition."
This competition is equivalent to another war between Dajing and Dameng. It is the continuation and symbol of the border war.
It expresses the strong emotions of the people of Yujing City.
"Yuan'er is really going to be defeated, wouldn't he become a sinner of our Dajing?" Chu Minghou frowned.
Bai Ningshuang whispered: "Your Majesty!"
"That's right, don't say these unlucky words." Chu Minghou said with a smile: "Yuan'er acted safely. Since he dares to agree, he must have a chance of winning."
Xiao Youping nodded.
He felt the same way, so he wasn't too worried.
But this time Li Hongzhao broke through and reached a higher level, which added variables to the competition.
It’s hard to say who wins and who loses.
"Master, will the emperor come over?" Bai Ningshuang asked.
Xiao Youping said: "The emperor has no plans to come today."
"That's good." Bai Ningshuang breathed a sigh of relief.
Yesterday, Yuan'er asked the emperor for a treasure. If he still lost, how could he not make the emperor angry?
Moreover, seeing Yuan'er being defeated before his eyes was a completely different feeling than just hearing others say that he was defeated.
Now I can only look at Yuan'er's own.
She turned to look at Xiao Ruoling.
Xiao Ruoling's extremely beautiful face was calm and there was nothing unusual about it. She just sat there quietly looking at the Qitian Palace.
After passing nine steps and stepping onto a huge platform, you can enter the Qitian Palace.
The place where the two of them competed was on the high platform, in front of the Qitian Palace.
The situation on the high platform can be clearly seen throughout the square.
In addition to these two areas, there are dozens of other areas in the square, all of which are occupied by powerful people.
The important officials of the court have to sit in the Yamen and have no time to come over.
"Ding..."
A clear chirping sound sounded.
Then a clear chirp sounded at the foot of the mountain.
People standing at the edge of the square heard the sound and looked down, and saw a red shadow rising into the sky.
There are steps to the south of Qitian Peak, and steep cliffs to the north, covered with moss. It is impossible to climb the mountain without steps.
This red shadow climbs up against the steep rock wall on the north side of Qitian Peak.
In the blink of an eye, the red shadow rose into the sky, fluttered down, and landed in front of the Qitian Palace, appearing in front of everyone.
The red clothes are like blazing flames, and the people are like beauties carved from white jade.
The figure beside her flickered, and Chu Zhiyuan appeared.
Compared to Li Hongzhao's captivating performance, Chu Zhiyuan was silent.
(End of chapter)