Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

"After all, Empress Murong is not a submissive person, and she should also understand that if she cooperates with Jiang Xuan, the power she holds in the future will definitely shrink again and again."

"But I don't know where her bottom line is."

Xu Xiao paused for a moment when he said this.

Because he saw Xu Fengnian put down what he was holding, as if he was waiting for him.

The father and son looked at each other, and then Xu Fengnian asked, "Do you think it's worthwhile for us to cooperate with the Liyang Dynasty?"

Upon hearing Xu Fengnian's last words, Xu Xiao chuckled and said...

"There aren't that many meaningful things. All we need to do is what we want to do in our hearts, that's all."

Xu Fengnian glanced at Xu Xiao, then asked.

"But given the current situation, it seems that even cooperation doesn't guarantee a win, does it?"

"And why did Li Yang not make any moves before, but is he in such a hurry now?"

Upon hearing Xu Fengnian's words, Xu Xiao let out a cold laugh.

"The Li Yang Dynasty is currently in a precarious state. Even without Jiang Xuan, it probably won't last more than a few years."

"Beset by internal and external troubles, coupled with the current emperor's inability to maintain the status quo and his lack of strategic planning."

"Once Zhang Julu dies, I'm afraid the entire Liyang Dynasty will collapse."

As he said this, he narrowed his eyes.

"As for why they are in such a hurry, it must be because of the young eunuchs."

“I’ve seen this guy a few times. Decades have passed, and even after two emperors have died, he still looks the same.”

"It's said he'll live as long as the nation, so he must be playing with luck?"

At this point, the father and son exchanged a glance.

Everyone was thinking about how to resolve this issue.

Chapter 237 Cooperation with Northern Liang, Dragon Guardian Monk

Although not many people know about the young eunuch, many people in the upper echelons of Liyang know a little about it.

After all, such a person cannot be hidden even if they want to.

Moreover, his very existence serves as a deterrent.

But the next second, Xu Fengnian suddenly chuckled, his expression quite subtle.

"I never imagined that the fate of a dynasty would ultimately rest on the shoulders of a eunuch."

"This feeling... isn't very good."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiao also sighed, a bitter look flashing in his eyes.

For these elderly people who have left the city, such a thing is indeed a great tragedy.

After all, the Liyang Dynasty of that time had suffered countless deaths and was in a precarious state.

But everything is moving in a positive direction.

But what about now?

The harvest season is coming to an end, the sun is setting, and even heroes grow old.

And what about the Great Chu?

But it is thriving and getting better every day.

How could they not be jealous, how could they not be envious?

But what can these people do?

The world today is no longer their world; their glorious past will be buried by history.

Xu Fengnian glanced at Xu Xiao, whose expression was solemn and somewhat bitter, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying...

"Father, it's alright, I'm here."

When Xu Xiao heard this, he patted Xu Fengnian's hand and then laughed heartily.

"Yes, yes, yes! I still have you! The banner of the Xu family of Northern Liang has not fallen, and Northern Liang still exists!"

Xu Xiao concealed his expression, and the next second he looked at Xu Fengnian.

"Feng Nian, what are your plans?"

Xu Fengnian looked at the secret report in his hand, pondered for a long time, and then nodded vigorously.

"cooperate!"

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Western Regions

The wind howled, and the sandstorm raged on.

Jiang Xuan was walking at the front, with Li Baishi by his side.

At this moment, Li Baishi stretched out her slender fingers and gently placed them on her forehead to block the strong sunlight.

During this time, the two left the far north ice plains and went directly to the Western Regions.

To her surprise, this place was filled with howling sandstorms every day.

In such windy weather, if it weren't for Jiang Xuan's powerful aura surrounding them, protecting them from the fierce winds, they would have been in dire straits.

Without these, Li Baishi's fair cheeks would probably be cracked by now.

At this moment, Li Baishi sat on the rock, rubbing her calves as she looked at Jiang Xuan and asked.

"Brother Jiang Xuan, when will we arrive?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan chuckled and squatted down, placing Li Baishi's calves on his own lap.

He took off the other man's shoes and socks, and then gently massaged Li Baishi's feet.

Li Baishi's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she looked at Jiang Xuan with bright eyes.

"Almost there, it should take about half a day to arrive."

Li Baishi nodded slightly. She looked at Jiang Xuan beside her and felt a warm sensation coming from the soles of her feet, first to her calves, and then to her thighs.

It made her whole body feel warm.

However, although Li Baishi's body was getting warm, her cheeks were getting redder and redder.

The next second, Li Baishi quickly pulled his foot back and then quickly put on his shoes and socks.

Jiang Xuan looked at the somewhat flustered Li Baishi, chuckled, clapped his hands, and then squatted down in front of him.

"Let's go, let's get there as soon as possible."

The blush on Li Baishi's cheeks hadn't faded yet. She glanced at the orphan of the Zhao family beside her and couldn't help but say something.

"What should we do about the Celestial Master?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuan patted the Zhao orphan on the head and then said.

"This guy runs really fast, and he won't get lost; he has a very sensitive nose."

Upon hearing these words, the orphan of the Zhao family couldn't help but let out a muffled cry.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan had already carried Li Baishi on his back, and then the two of them disappeared from the spot in the next second.

Faced with the scene before him, the orphan of the Zhao family let out two muffled cries.

At the same time, his large eyes flashed with a human-like look of disdain.

The orphan of the Zhao family showed no sign of panic. He spotted a direction and quickly followed after it.

Jiang Xuan was very fast; in less than half a day, they had already seen Mount Lantuo.

Although the Western Regions are relatively barren, they are indeed a place of quiet cultivation for Buddhist practitioners.

The fourteen large and small kingdoms of the Western Regions rejected all other schools of thought and exclusively revered the Esoteric Buddhism, with the Red, Yellow, and White Religions being the most prominent.

The chaos in the Central Plains back then could be traced back to the Confucian scholars and disciples of the Shangyin Academy, who engaged in heated debates among the nine states, triggering the Spring and Autumn Wars.

Meanwhile, in the Western Regions, there were the three religions of Red, Yellow, and White, resembling a battle of gods in the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

Jiang Xuan scratched his head, pondering how to solve the problem.

Should we attack all three religions directly, or start with one of them?

He remembered the three schools of Tantric Buddhism, with the Nyingma school leaning more towards following the ancient teachings, such as the Nine Vehicles and Three Divisions, with the Central Division focusing on the Great Perfection practice.

What he knew was that she was the first female Dharma King in the history of Tantric Buddhism to be established without regard to precedent.

As for those so-called consorts, no matter how high their status, they cannot be compared to her in the Tantric Buddhist community.

Moreover, it is said that this Six-Bead Master is very beautiful.

As Jiang Xuan was pondering, a man who looked like an ascetic monk suddenly walked over from a distance.

His speed seemed neither fast nor slow, but he covered dozens of miles in just a few steps and arrived in front of Jiang Xuan.

The man appeared calmly before Jiang Xuan and the other person, first putting his hands together in a gesture of respect before speaking.

"I am a monk from Mount Landa, the Dragon Guardian."

Upon hearing the name, Jiang Xuan nodded slightly.

This monk Longshou was a disciple of Master Liuzhu, and the two of them were quite famous in the Western Regions.

"I am Jiang Xuan, Li Baishi."

The monk Longshou nodded slightly to the two of them again, showing great respect.

Jiang Xuan then turned his gaze to the other person and said.

"I wonder what business the Dragon Guardian Monk has with me?"

The monk with the dragon guarded glanced at Jiang Xuan with his lowered eyes, but the next second, two bright red bloodstains suddenly flowed from his eyes.