I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 66 A true warrior
Those who drink tea and wine in Lan Yue Ju are mostly top figures in their respective industries.

Especially in the private room on the second floor facing the river, there were many Beijing officials here. At this time, the old man called out Chen Zhian's name loudly, attracting countless people's attention.

Immediately, many people stood up and saluted the old man from afar.

Chang Weigu, the scribe of the Si family and the doctor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, also quickly turned his head and bowed respectfully with his fists clasped.

"Your Highness..." Chang Weigu pursed his lips, not quite understanding how this young painter who had just arrived in Xuantianjing from Sunan Prefecture knew Prince Duanque.

Chen Zhian was also a little surprised.

He had only met the old man once, but the old man standing in front of the stairs had a smile on his face and waved at him, as if the two had known each other for a long time and were quite familiar with each other.

He winked at Jiang Taiping and whispered, "Thank you, Brother Taiping, for your hospitality. I can use this opportunity to get out of this situation."

Jiang Taiping nodded at him.

Chen Zhian stood up, walked to the old man, and saluted him in the same way.

It was unknown what the old man said to Chen Zhian, and the old man and the young man went downstairs.

Chang Weigu, a doctor in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, had an ugly look on his face, and even his eyes twitched. He was also quite sensitive about this matter, and sighed, "Brother Wen Yan, you have done me a disservice. I followed you here tonight, and I was showing off in front of that young man, hoping to use my official status to suppress him. That young man named Chen Zhian must have hated me very much."

"It would be fine if this young man was an ordinary person, but let me show you that he seems to be quite familiar with Prince Duanque. The prince even shouted his name in public... This..."

Zhang Wenyan, a scholar from the Si family, also frowned.

He turned his head and looked at another private room.

The private room was blocked by a screen, and the maid Qingxue was pouring tea for Miss Si in this private room.

Si Yao's face was a little gloomy. For Chen Zhian, she spent a lot of time practicing for several days in a row.

Originally, I thought that this young man from Sunan Prefecture had never seen the world and that I could hire him to paint for me by spending some money.

But for some reason, Chen Zhian was not moved by the three thousand taels of silver, as if the status of his own Si family could not impress him either.

It's like an ignorant and fearless newborn calf, rushing around without caring whether it will hit a wall.

Then he wanted to use his immediate superior to pressure him, but the result was so unexpected...

"What is the relationship between this young man and Prince Duanque?"

Prince Duanque is an arrogant person. Although he is a prince of leisure, he looks down on many young masters and young ladies from wealthy families. But tonight, in the Lanyue Residence, he even took the initiative to take Chen Zhian away with him.

"The prince also wants Chen Zhian to paint for him?" Si Yao thought of this and shook his head again: "I have never heard others say that Prince Duanque likes paintings, and... court painters are supposed to serve the royal family. If others want Chen Zhian's paintings, they can only ask him to paint.

Prince Duanque only needs to inform the Ministry of Internal Affairs. If Chen Zhian is unwilling to paint, it would be a dereliction of duty."

Moreover, Prince Duanque shouted Chen Zhian's name with a smile on his face, which really puzzled her.

"Miss, no wonder Chen Zhian is so arrogant, it turns out he has some background." said the maid Qingxue.

"In three days, Uncle Fourteen from the North Courtyard will be on leave. Ask him to go to the Inspectorate to check the files and find out the background of Chen Zhian." Si Yao gave the order and Qingxue took notes carefully.

Zhang Wenyan had already returned, but the doctor from the Ministry of Internal Affairs had already left Lanyueju.

"Chang Weigu is busy preparing gifts. He will go to Chen Zhian's house tomorrow to apologize."

Zhang Wenyan smiled helplessly and said, "This painter has turned out to be a tough nut to crack. I have been in the mansion for many years and have never seen such a stubborn young man."

Si Yao tapped the table with his fingers, thought for a moment and said, "Prince Duanque has a fierce and upright personality. It seems that he is quite familiar with Chen Zhian. This doctor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs should be more careful. If he runs into Prince Duanque's gun, his position as a doctor will be in jeopardy."

"It's just because of our Si family. Go ask Chang Weigu tomorrow morning what kind of gift he wants to prepare, and our Si family will provide it."

"As for this Chen Zhian..." Si Yao rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

The old lady seldom asked her to do anything. Now she just wanted to hire a painter to paint a picture for her, but she couldn't do it. The old lady must be a little disappointed.

"If it was my eldest brother, or my cousin Hou Gui, how would he handle this matter?"

"They are best at using their power to overwhelm others and show the majesty of the Si family. Perhaps this matter has already been accomplished." Si Yao thought about it and finally stood up.

"Now that I have met Prince Duanque, I can no longer pretend to be ignorant and use the method of using my power to pressure others. I will go to see Princess Shangqiu tomorrow and ask for her help."

-

Chen Zhian and the old man went down to Lanyueju.

However, the old man did not get on the sedan chair prepared for him. Instead, he walked side by side with Chen Zhian.

The two of them walked along the Huanglong River. The section where the Huanglong River flows into Xuantianjing is quite peaceful, with only some rapids and waves in the morning and evening. At night, it is mostly calm, allowing pleasure boats to sail on it with lights swaying on the river, which is quite beautiful.

"That day, Chen Zhian was abrupt and recognized the wrong person. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Well, you know my identity?"

"Just now, many people in Lanyueju came to greet each other, and Zhian heard it."

"That's right. Although I'm just an idler in the capital who only likes to have fun, I still have the identity of a prince." Prince Duanque looked at the river, then suddenly looked at Chen Zhian and said, "When you went to Xiuba Mountain to deliver the knife a few days ago, did you think that Yu Li Ke was stupid? He sold himself into slavery, mutilated his body, and turned himself into a half-human, half-ghost, just for revenge?"

Chen Zhian's eyes changed slightly.

Prince Duanque smiled and said, "I just told you that I am just an idler who likes to wander around. That night I happened to walk to Balian Street and saw Qu Junhui. I also saw you drinking and leaving with the knife case on your back. But don't worry, it's a good thing for you to deliver the knife. The famous knife has its owner. I feel sorry for it to be covered in dust on the antlers."

A person of this status would not lie to him. Chen Zhian smiled and said, "I admire this person very much. Although everyone has their own aspirations, it is rare to find such a loyal and righteous person."

Prince Duanque asked again: "But he has taken a dead end. The young general's cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, and he is even about to break into Yuque. His innate energy is already complete, and he is just waiting for the Daozhen energy to enter his body!
Yu Li Ke's two assassination attempts damaged his own foundation. With his talent and opportunity, even without any background, he would have been among the top 50 figures on the Tiger Child Monument. But now he has fallen to the 88th place, which is a pity."

"Number eighty-eight on the Tiger Cub Monument..." Chen Zhian couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

This number eighty-eight may seem like a huge number, but there are so many people like him in the world. Ranking eighty-eight among the billions of young people in the world shows how extraordinary this young assassin is.

What makes Chen Zhian admire even more is that the Young Tiger Monument often also takes into account the origin and background of the young genius.

But this young man was a lone man who crawled out from a pile of dead bodies. The fact that such a person could be listed in the eighty-eighth row on the Tiger Cub Monument was enough to make Chen Zhian admire him.

“If there weren’t some people in Xuan Tianjing who didn’t want him to die and secretly helped him, I’m afraid he would have died in the hands of the encirclement and suppression troops the first two times.

I just said that he was walking down a dead end road, but if you think about it carefully, there was actually no road under his feet. He just rushed forward recklessly without knowing how to accumulate strength. "

The prince said so.

Chen Zhian lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Some people are just like that, they just keep moving forward, fearlessly."

"But where is the front?" The prince put his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "But if he took the wrong road, he was not walking forward, but was walking in the opposite direction of life. Isn't that a wrong way?"

Chen Zhian suddenly smiled and shook his head, "Your Majesty, I disagree with you."

“I think that since it is a journey, for those who have found the right goal, no matter where they go, they are moving forward.

Those who are still alive still have a glimmer of hope in the pale red blood.

A true warrior will move forward courageously without worrying too much."

"This Yu Li Ke is a fierce warrior!"

Prince Duanque was slightly stunned, then suddenly stopped and burst into laughter.

"Yes, your temperament is more to my liking than Chen Shuijun's!

Chen Shuijun is too silent. He keeps everything to himself and only speaks out when he has every opportunity.

This is not a shortcoming, but it does lack some vitality.

But you are different, Chen Zhian... You are fierce and youthful, just like me when I was traveling around the world with a sword!"

As he said this, a fierce spirit suddenly burst out from his body.

That momentum was like a storm, sweeping straight towards Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian subconsciously circulated his true energy, and the sword on his body burst into force, cutting through the heavy wind and waves.

“Sword force!” Prince Duanque restrained his aura and said, “At such a young age and with such high level of True Essence cultivation, you have already created the sword force!

You came to Xuantianjing alone. If others knew your identity, they would think you were unwise.

But I think that you, a young man... are very interesting and will bring something different to Xuan Tianjing."

"I just like to look at something different. Chen Zhian, I suddenly want to learn painting. Are you willing to be my teacher?"

Chen Zhian was not surprised that the prince knew his background.

There are not many people who can be called princes in Xuantianjing, so why would they come into contact with idle people for no reason?
Chen Zhian even suspected that the accidental meeting in Lanyue Residence today might have been deliberately done by this prince.

And now, this prince wants him to be a tutor in the palace... Actually, he wants to protect him.

-

Si Hougui sent the young sword master to the Si family's villa in the imperial city, and after making careful arrangements, he left the imperial city.

But he did not return to the general's mansion, but went to a horse farm in East City.

In the horse farm, there was a man dressed in green and holding a long sword.

The sword energy spread out in all directions, as if to cut through the clouds in the sky. Strands of innate true energy pierced into the earth, causing a howling strong wind.

Si Hougui looked at this person from afar and said with a smile: "The Chen Zhian who wanted to cut off your right hand has come to Xuan Tianjing."

The sword energy stagnated for a moment, and then became even sharper.

A carp mixed into the pond water where only goldfish lived.

If it mixes into the pool water, it will die.

-

Chen Zhian said goodbye to Prince Duanque, but did not return to Fusang Street, but went to Balian Street.

I think the elixir for breaking through the barrier and the Yangsui long sword are ready now.

(End of this chapter)