Huangxiu

Chapter 67 Remembering
When Chu Zhiyuan returned to Prince Qing's Mansion from the Ministry of Rites, it was already dark and the lights were just coming on.

Surrounded by his guards, he walked slowly on the street, observing his surroundings with his super senses.

There are more and more masters 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 a sign of not wanting to be outdone and not wanting to give in.

The city guards and the Zhenwu Division's masters are also more densely packed.

He speculated that the Zhenwu Division had mobilized experts from all over the country to come to Beijing.

The first is to restrict the martial arts masters from entering Yujing and weaken the number of martial arts masters, and 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 the Zhenwu Division has only adopted the second option, showing strong confidence.

Chu Zhiyuan saw clearly that in this matter, the winner will be the king and the loser will be the villain.

If something goes wrong, it's hubris, if nothing goes wrong, it's a wise decision.

When I was halfway there, I saw Huang Shirong moving among the crowd with ease.

Huang Shirong was still wearing an apricot-yellow silk gown, and was as graceful as a willow branch. She was accompanied by two girls in white, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu.

Huang Shirong saw him, stepped forward and saluted, smiling sweetly, "How is it, the Crown Prince, going to welcome the Dazhen envoys?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Lingshuang Iron Cavalry is very powerful."

"The Lingshuang Iron Cavalry is truly unique," Huang Shirong said with emotion, "Their fame was earned on the battlefield, forged with blood and bones."

"Most of the people in the martial arts world didn't take action because of the Lingshuang Iron Cavalry."

"Yes, in that situation, taking action would mean committing suicide. They are not afraid of death and will not die in vain."

No matter how fearless a person is, he will not die in vain.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It will be difficult from now on, you have to be careful."

"Yes." Huang Shirong looked solemn.

Next, if even one member of the Dazhen envoy group was injured, the Zhenwu Division would be held responsible, and no one from the Zhenwu Division of Yujing would be able to escape punishment.

"The Dazhen Envoy is guarded by two Grand Masters, so there is no need to worry about the Sifang Pavilion. Instead, we need to keep an eye on the people who are traveling."

"two?"

"two."

"...Okay." Huang Shirong nodded slowly: "Then keep an eye on those who are traveling... They might think it's surveillance."

"We can only let them think as they please." Chu Zhiyuan said.

In fact, they should also be monitored.

Everyone knows that Dazhen has secret spies in Dajing, and the arrival of the Dazhen delegation will definitely contact the spy chief here.

The relationship between countries is complex. The alliance between two countries is not pure cooperation and closeness, but also secret struggle.

There is no open fight, but there will be a secret fight.

The two sides chatted for a while and then parted.

After he left surrounded by his guards and gradually disappeared in the crowd in the distance, Wen Qianqian smiled and said, "Senior Sister, why don't you ask about his marriage with the daughter of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion?"

Huang Shirong shook her head.

Xu Mengyu asked: "What is there to ask?"

"Is the daughter of Duke Anguo really that beautiful? The most beautiful woman in Yujing."

"Miss Xiao is very beautiful." Huang Shirong said, "I have seen her. She is worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in Yujing."

Wen Qianqian sighed: "The Fourth Prince is so lucky to marry the daughter of the Duke of Anguo."

Huang Shirong smiled.

Xu Mengyu said: "The Fourth Prince is still very powerful."

"But he's not famous enough." Wen Qianqian said.

"He will come to the fore sooner or later." Xu Mengyu said with a smile: "If he was an ordinary prince, would Senior Sister Huang take him seriously?"

They could all see how much Huang Shirong valued Chu Zhiyuan.

This kind of attention is not because of his status as a prince, but because of his ability.

They had never seen what amazing abilities Chu Zhiyuan had, so they had always been curious and concerned.

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Sifang Pavilion

Dazhenyuan

In a study room in a spacious courtyard, Cheng Tianfeng was sitting on the desk, looking at a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance and was wearing a green robe, which was the official robe of officials below the sixth rank in Dajing. He was standing respectfully in front of the desk.

"Chu Zhiyao is back?"

"Yes, Prince, Chu Zhiyao has returned 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 calmly: "Where is the other one?"

"According to the information I received, Chu Zhihua is still in the army and has not returned."

"Then besides the two of them, there is another one who is born with a congenital talent, Chu Zhiyuan, the son of Prince Qing?"

"Yes, Prince, please pay attention to Chu Zhiyuan."

"A person who has just entered the Xiantian stage, do we need to pay attention to him? Moreover, he is the son of Prince Qing, who must not be favored by Emperor Dajing, right?"

The Qing Palace had been sealed for thirty years, and it was not favored by the emperor, so it could not receive any of the cultivation resources from the Tianbao Division. So there was nothing to fear.

"I risked my life to get the news that this Chu Zhiyuan captured twenty monsters in the winter hunt and obtained a ninth-grade skill. He should have mastered some amazing and powerful skills." The green-robed middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Although his cultivation level is not high, his killing skills are strong."

"Hmm..., is it possible to temporarily replace Chu Zhiyao?"

“I think it’s possible.” said the middle-aged man in green robe.

"What realm is he in now?"

"...I haven't been able to find out." The middle-aged man in green robe hesitated: "The Qing Palace has been sealed, and the people who infiltrated previously have been withdrawn. Now they are not recruiting anyone. Usually, this prince has been practicing in Mingwu Palace. He only showed his martial arts once in Houtu Hall. He should have defeated the young leader of Houtu Hall."

"What is the cultivation level of that young leader?"

"The second floor of Xiantian."

"What is the current condition of the young leader?"

"I have been concentrating on my studies."

"That means Chu Zhiyuan is not much stronger than him and has a chance to catch up."

"The prince is wise."

"It's nothing. It's a pity that I can't meet this person. If I see him, I can almost tell the truth."

"Your Highness has met him today. He is the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Rites. He was among the welcoming guests today, standing at the front."

"Oh--?"

Cheng Tianfeng frowned and began to recall in his mind, and finally nodded slowly: "Young people only have that one, and he looks calm and steady."

"Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe agreed.

He always had the illusion that Cheng Tianfeng and the fourth son of Dajing were like brothers because their temperaments were so similar.

They are all calm and peaceful, composed and at ease, as if nothing can make them change color.

This is a character formed by both talent and acquired cultivation, and it is a character that one has been pursuing and honing.

"It's interesting," Cheng Tianfeng laughed, "He just left Mingwu Palace and entered the Ministry of Rites. Is he a person who doesn't pursue spiritual practice and has a calm temperament?"

Then he added: "Of course, he could also be someone who is afraid of death."

"He's probably afraid of death." The middle-aged man in green robe smiled and said, "He's too cautious and always has guards with him."

The other princes were very annoyed with their guards. They disliked having them follow them all the time, so they would reduce the number of guards if possible, or not have any guards at all.

But he is different. He is afraid that there are not enough guards. If he does not have to guard Prince Qing's Mansion, he would probably bring all the guards with him.

Moreover, he had no curiosity about the lives of ordinary people, and had no interest in eating, drinking and having fun.

This is totally contrary to the nature of young people. There is only one possibility: fear of death.

"There's nothing wrong with being afraid of death." Cheng Tianfeng laughed.

There are always some cowards and good-for-nothings in the royal family. They are cowardly, fearful of death, despicable and not worth looking at.

"Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe said, "Sir, we have tried our best to collect information about the Fourth Prince, but the time is too short and it is far from enough."

"That's about it," Cheng Tianfeng said, "Did he marry the daughter of the Duke of Anguo's mansion?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever seen the most beautiful woman in Yujing?"

"I haven't seen it, but none of the people who have seen it would be unconvinced. It must be extremely beautiful."

"The most beautiful woman in Yujing..." Cheng Tianfeng smiled.

The middle-aged man in green robe sighed inwardly.

This prince is good in everything: he is calm and dignified, has great talent, and is also the direct disciple of the imperial teacher. He is expected to inherit the throne.

But there is one fatal flaw: lust.

Likes women.

He is extremely fond of women.

It is said that this is both the blood inheritance of the Dazhen royal family and the secret mental method of the Dazhen royal family.

He could infer 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 has married, and he is the prince of Qing.

Even if he proposed it again, Emperor Dajing would never agree.

But even if Emperor Dajing does not agree, as long as the Crown Prince brings it up, he will become a mortal enemy with the Crown Prince of Qing.

The hatred of having your wife taken away is a great shame and humiliation.

They are here to form an alliance, not to make enemies.

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 startled.

He didn't believe it.

I am so curious now, but once I see the real person, I will probably be unable to extricate myself.

As the most talented prince, he has always had whatever he wanted. There is nothing he cannot get.

What's more, this prince already has several of the most beautiful ladies in the world in his mansion, and not every one of them is willing.

The Dazhen royal family regarded this as a romantic affair and did not take it as an offense.

The public security in Yujing City is very good, especially in the inner city. There is a city guard and a master of the Zhenwu Division every ten steps, and the whole city is peaceful.

But outside the city, the sky is high and the land is vast, so it is not difficult for the prince to snatch a woman.

(End of this chapter)