In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 250 Sandalwood smoke rises, the prince enters Jiangnan! (two more)

In the early morning, the sun shines on the six counties in the south of the Yangtze River, which is gentle and peaceful.

Zhang Yuan kowtowed slightly in front of the spirit tablet, lit the three pillars of sandalwood piously, and said softly: "Father, the child is now the envoy of the Xuanjing Division's Bronze Mirror. I entrust Master Chen to take care of me, and the family is doing well. , the third uncle opened a shop, and the second uncle also opened a restaurant. If you are old enough to know, please bless us and bless Mr. Chen Xiu with a prosperous official career."

Between the words, holding sandalwood in hand, when he kowtowed again, a low and hoarse roar sounded outside the door.

If it weren't for the fact that this place is far away from the urban area, it is quite quiet and secluded, and it would be difficult for him to detect it with his ears!

This roar was full of pain, struggle, and prayer.

Zhang Yuan gently pushed open the door, his eyes fell on the deepest part of the alley.

It was a mansion bought by a traveling businessman many years ago. It was empty and uninhabited by ordinary people.

At this moment, the thick iron gate, which had been shivering with shackles all year round, swayed in the breeze, making a hoarse "creaking" sound.

Holding the scimitar, Zhang Yuan twisted Xuan Jingsi's Baili Yanyun in his hand, and pushed open the iron door quite carefully.

In front of the firewood piled with mottled fallen leaves, there was a middle-aged man leaning on a dead tree, with a pale face and black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

A table of black-clothed fish-scale armor was mottled and broken, and a ferocious seven-color centipede hovered on its chest. Its flesh was rotten and had an incomparably stench.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yuan swallowed in horror.

When had he seen such a terrifying battle?

"This friend, is the Xuanjing Department of the imperial court?" In the hoarse voice, the man struggled to get up, his face was grim and distorted, as if he was in endless pain: "May I ask you to contact a Jiangnan mansion for me?" big shot in the room?"

"It must, it must be the one that can be relied on. At that time, I will be gifted with great wealth and honor."

His voice was intermittent, and it was already somewhat difficult to breathe in.

Zhang He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "How is the head of the Xuanjing Department of our Jiangnan Mansion? He is righteous and loyal to the court."

"Lord Shura Ming, Chen Xiu? That's fine, please help me contact him." The man struggled to speak.

Chen Qiu gently reined in his horse in front of the resplendent mansion, and jumped down.

After all, the Nanchen Wang family is a royal family of the previous dynasty, with the accumulation of the dynasty.

The mansion in front of me was vast and stretched, almost occupying more than half of the street, and the two huge stone lions were quite majestic.

In front of the wrought copper gate hangs a pure gold plaque with a black background, and the inscription reads "Ping'an Marquis Mansion", which is said to have been written by the first emperor of the Sui Dynasty.

The aristocratic family has the rules of the aristocratic family, unless it is the most noble person, it will not open the middle door.

And when Chen Xiu stepped in front of the door, the middle door slowly opened.

Chen Ce, who was dressed in white fur, cupped his hands in a chic way, and made an invitation gesture: "Brother Chen Xiu, please."

Patios, courtyards, rockeries, and ancient pavilions are presented in Chen Xiu's eyes.

"Brother Chen Xiu, please come with me." Chen Ce led Chen Xiu, and stopped in front of the rather solemn and solemn ancestral hall.

Elegant and solemn, but also extravagant.

"This is the century-old ancestral hall of my Chen family." There was some anticipation between Chen Ce's words.

The meaning of the father and the elders was very clear: try to win over Chen Xiu, even if it is to offer incense in the ancestral hall, it is also very good.

In troubled times, having a dragon's life means having a chance to rise.

As long as you don't take the initiative to intervene in the flames of war, you will be safe and worry-free, and you will survive the troubled times safely, that is basically a certainty.

This is the fate bestowed by the heavens, and it is almost impossible to be shaken.

Chen Xiu lightly twisted the three pillars of sandalwood, and when they were lit between the incense burners, misty clouds and smoke drifted away.

"Junior Chen's family, Chen Xiu. I would like to offer incense to all the seniors of the Chen family as a token of my obedience." He said softly, holding three pillars of sandalwood and bowing gently, and then submerged the sandalwood into the incense burner.

A smile appeared on Chen Ce's face.

At least, Chen Xiu is half a member of the Chen clan as he worships incense in the center of the ancestral hall.

"Brother Chen, let's go. Now, follow me to meet that friend. He clearly wants to meet you." He laughed and led Chen Xiu up the mountain road
Chen Xiu raised his head, and among the clouds and clouds in the mountains, he could see the poetic pavilions.

On the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is a rather elegant ancient pavilion, which is extremely elegant and spacious.

When Chen Xiu raised his head on the stone steps, he could see two figures overlooking the south of the Yangtze River between the pavilions.

The leading young master stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant place filled with clouds and clouds. He was dressed in bright yellow robes and hung jade jade. He had a tall and straight posture, an extremely handsome face, and was quite dignified.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man in a purple robe and long gown. He was extremely cold and seemed to be haunted by endless evil spirits.

"Brother Chen Xiuxian, this is the new friend I introduced to you." Chen Ce said with a light smile.

The young master turned around slightly, looked at Chen Xiu, and laughed loudly: "As expected of the world-famous Shura Ming King, Chen Xiu. He really is a young hero." After speaking, he pointed at himself lightly, and said with a smile : "My surname is Yang, and my name is Wu. Do you know me?"

Yang Hao?

Chen Xiu's eyes moved slightly, it turned out to be this guy.

The second son of the Great Sui Emperor is also quite complicated.

Not because he was particularly favored, but also because the crown prince Yang Zhao passed away early, the Sui emperor seemed rather hesitant to deny him as the crown prince.

One is that his behavior is too unrestrained. Not only does he like to make friends with strange people from all over the world, but he even colludes with heretics and sects;

But he is the most suitable existence among the princes today.

This is the true meaning of the prince, an existence above the royal relatives and relatives.

Chen Xiu chuckled and cupped his hands: "Chen Xiu, the head of the Xuanjing Department of the Jiangnan Mansion, please see His Royal Highness."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Hao's face instantly became more joyful.

It was his dream to become the crown prince.

He laughed loudly and said: "Brother Chen Xiuxian, don't talk empty words. My father has not named me the prince yet. You and I are still called peers, just like me and Chen Ce brothers."

Saying so, but the smile on his face did not diminish.

Chen Xiu's words really touched his heart.

"That's really abrupt." Chen Xiu cupped his hands slightly, and said softly, "Brother Yang Wei, I don't know what caused you to leave Shendu and go to the six counties in the south of the Yangtze River."

The status of the prince is still very high, and under normal circumstances, he rarely leaves the capital of God.

It is a strange thing for Yang Hao to appear in the south of the Yangtze River now.

"I ran out secretly. I hope Brother Chen Ce can help me find something, which is the treasure of the previous dynasty."

(End of this chapter)