Huangxiu

Chapter 20 Marriage
Chu Zhiyuan was walking slowly into the door, coming towards this side slowly. When he got close, he clasped his fists and said with a smile: "You are late again."

"Hey, we're so excited that we can't sleep, so we came early." Chu Mingxuan immediately told about the progress of the three of them, and then asked about Chu Zhiyuan's.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "I have reached the innate state."

The three of them were stunned.

"Old Four, have you really reached Xiantian?"

"Well, thanks to your medicinal wine, Uncle Eighteen, I was able to break through the three barriers in one go."

“…Damn it, I have to accept it.” Chu Mingxuan shook his head helplessly.

I originally thought that breaking through one level was a big deal, but Chu Zhiyuan actually broke through three levels and reached the innate level. Comparing yourself with others is really frustrating.

"Fourth brother, you haven't really mastered the Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique, have you?" Chu Zhichuan asked.

He felt that the three of them could break through one level, while Chu Zhiyuan could break through three levels. The gap shouldn't be so big. The most likely one was the Jade Lock Golden Gate Technique.

"Yes," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"Old Four, have you mastered the Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique?!"

Chu Mingxuan took a breath.

They had all practiced the Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique, only to discover that it was not something that could be practiced by a human being at all. It should be a sudden creation, a splicing of the inheritances of several ancient sects.

He had always thought that it was impossible for anyone to truly master it, and that Chu Zhiyuan was just trying to practice it. Anyone who was self-righteous about his talent would go through this step.

Now it is obvious that Chu Zhiyuan has mastered it.

This shocked them more than his entry into the innate realm.

"It's just a coincidence. The Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique is indeed the best at breaking through the barriers. Uncle Eighteen and my Ninth and Tenth Brothers might as well give it a try."

“Forget it!” Chu Zhiting shook his head directly: “It’s impossible to practice it… You are worthy of being the fourth brother.”

Since Chu Zhiyuan came to Mingwu Palace, he first won the martial arts competition and then killed twenty monsters in the winter hunt. The former was okay, but the latter was too shocking.

He knew at that time that he couldn't judge Chu Zhiyuan by common sense.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Chu Zhichuan.

Chu Zhichuan's handsome face was tense, his eyes were burning, and finally he shook his head.

He was unwilling to admit defeat at first and had spent a great deal of time on the Jade Lock and Golden Gate Technique, but in the end, he made no progress and had to give up in frustration.

Many times when I think back, I feel that I wasted my time, otherwise I would have reached the innate level long ago.

While the four were talking, others arrived one after another.

When Chu Qingfeng appeared in a flash, his eyes fell on Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped forward: "Uncle, I have entered the Xiantian realm."

"Yeah, not bad." Chu Qingfeng nodded calmly, without any waves: "It's just innate, there is a long way to go in the future."

Chu Zhiyuan then asked if he could continue to stay in Mingwu Palace and come to study in the future, and Chu Qingfeng readily agreed.

Then I asked him where he was going. When I heard that he wanted to go to the Ministry of Rites, he shook his head and said nothing.

Others were furious and advised him to be cautious, think twice, not to make a hasty decision, and not to go to the Ministry of Rites.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said nothing more.

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Yujing is particularly noisy in the early morning.

The bright sunshine shines on the streets and alleys, and every household comes out to find breakfast in the morning light.

The fragrance is everywhere in the city.

Chu Zhiyuan was sitting on the third floor of Liuyun Tower, with Guo Chi and Zou Fang sitting at the table.

It was the same table and seat where he had sat a few days ago.

The table not far away was no longer occupied by the old people, but by four middle-aged wealthy men, who were also eating and chatting.

Ordinary people cannot enter Liuyun Tower. They must be rich or noble, have money and free time, and do not have to be as busy as the people bustling on the streets.

Chu Zhiyuan put down the silver chopsticks and glanced across the third floor of Liuyun Tower.

It was only a few days, but he felt like it was years.

At that time, he was just a prince who had just been released from the palace. Now he is a congenital master and will go to the Ministry of Rites to perform his duties tomorrow.

The Ministry of Rites consists of five departments, one office and one bureau, including the Office of Secretariat, the Seal-casting Bureau, as well as the Department of Ceremonies, the Department of Sacrifices, the Department of Hosts and Guests, the Department of Fine Food, and the Department of Zongwu.

Among them, the five departments are the main ones, and he is now a member of the Zongwu Department, from the fifth rank. This is already the goal of countless court officials, but it is his starting point. This is the nobility of the prince.

This position is also quite leisurely.

The highest official in the Ministry of Rites was the Shangshu, and the chief officials of the four departments were the Langzhong.

As a deputy, he can be responsible for official affairs or hold an idle position. He can be busy or idle at will.

Among the five departments, the Department of Ceremonies was busy with academic affairs and imperial examinations, the Department of Guests was busy with receiving foreign guests and interacting with foreign envoys, the Department of Fine Food was busy with banquets and meals in the palace, and the Department of Sacrifices was responsible for sacrificial activities and astronomical records.

The Zongwu Division where he works is responsible for communicating with the various martial arts sects and mediating conflicts among them, thereby maintaining the stability of the martial arts world.

Because of his superior status, he also had a superior position. Moreover, as a Yuanwailang, he was not responsible for any ordinary trivial matters and had a fairly leisurely life.

So now you have time to have breakfast and there is no need to rush to Mingwu Palace.

"I heard there's another fight in the north!"

"Old Hu, who told you that?"

"Hey, I have a nephew who works for the Inspectorate. It's a secret. The news is sealed now. In fact, the fight has already started."

"Dazhen or Dameng?"

"Of course it's Dameng. Dazhen has already been disciplined by Prince Ying, but Dameng is jumping up and down again. He really deserves to be disciplined!"

"Then let the British prince go to the border of Mongolia."

"I'm afraid the British prince can't go."

"what's wrong?"

"Many ministers have impeached the King of England for brutally killing prisoners, withholding military pay, and allowing soldiers to kill innocent people for credit. I'm afraid the King of England will have to stay indoors after returning. How can he go to the North again?"

"These guys, they didn't say a word during the war, but after the war, they all got excited, bullshit!"

"Ugh……"

Chu Zhiyuan listened thoughtfully.

The war broke out again, not against Dazhen, but against Dameng.

The King of England is indeed an excellent candidate, but the ministers' concerns are understandable. After all, the King of England's contributions are already great enough.

He has been guarding the northwestern border for ten years and has made outstanding military achievements. He was promoted to General Zhenbei based on his military merits and commanded the entire northwestern border army. Once he goes to the northern border, with Prince Ying's ability, he will most likely turn the northern border into his territory.

How many ministers will lose sleep over this?
Power is a piece of cake. If you eat more, I will eat less.

With the Prince of England acting like this, is there any doubt about who will be the next emperor? Is he definitely the next emperor?

The emperor is in his prime, and it is not yet time for him to step down and enter the Four Great Caves to concentrate on cultivation.

Suppressing Prince Ying might just be what the Emperor wants.

These officials in the court are all good at understanding people's hearts, so how could they not understand the emperor's intentions?
Impeaching Prince Ying has now become the mainstream and trend of the court.

"I heard that Dazhen has an envoy returning to the capital with Prince Ying."

"Um--?"

"It is said that Dazhen wants to marry us."

"Really or not? Impossible?"

"This news is very secretive, but it is absolutely true."

"You can find out such secret information, Lao Hu, are you bragging?"

"Believe it or not, you will know in a while!"

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

Dazhen and Dajing are enemies, how could they possibly get married?

In the world today, there are three largest countries: Dajing, Dazhen, and Dameng, as well as some small countries such as Dalie, Dajian and unknown ones.

The three major powers have almost always been fighting openly and secretly.

Now they are planning a marriage, this news is a bit outrageous.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Guo Chi quickly picked up another piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it hard while following Chu Zhiyuan. Zou Fang had already stood up, picked up his sable fur coat and hat and followed.

(End of this chapter)