Chen Pingwu shook his head slightly, and analyzed softly thoughtfully.

"Before coming to Beijing, my father explained that this household has always been under the command of King Pingyi, and there must be a saying when I come this time."

Although Chen Pingwu is the only son of King Changwu, he is mediocre in martial arts, familiar with hundreds of schools of thought, good at the art of war, has the ability to command ten thousand armies, and is not good at charging into battle.

This time, King Changwu arranged for him to come to the capital, in the name of enhancing his knowledge.

After a while, the next person brought the book of the household, and the two met and exchanged a few polite greetings.

Although Chen Pingwu does not have an official position, he is the identity of the prince, and he is neither humble nor arrogant, nor arrogant in his speech in the face of the head of the household.

"Lord Shangshu, I can come to see the juniors this time, I don't know what the so-called thing is?"

He is an official in the court, and he has seen and heard about all kinds of brothers, but today he saw the son of King Changwu, but he was the most stable.

Hube Shangshu looked at Chen Pingwu, smiling, extremely satisfied in his eyes, and then took out an invitation from his arms.

Yang Guang, who was beside Chen Pingwu, took it and handed it over to him.

The invitation with the gilded edge is concise and to the point, and there is no signature.

"Two days later, at the dinner in Kyoto's Drunken Immortal Building, I invited the prince to enjoy his face."

Tobe Shangshu smiled, continued to greet a few words, and left.

Sending away the Hubu Shangshu, Yang Guang said expressionlessly.

"Shizi, this invitation is not even signed, do you want to go?"

Chen Pingwu's face was indifferent, and he casually threw the invitation aside, already guessing the person behind the dinner.

"Of course we have to go, someone will build a bridge and pave the way for us, but it will save trouble."

Two days later, Feng Yewu and the three of them finally rushed back to Kyoto day and night.

It's just that it's approaching evening.

Zheng Tianlan was the first to leave, and Feng Yewu and Lu Jue rushed to the palace.

"Yikes!"

At the door of the Drunken Immortal Building, Feng Yewu and one person pretended to be full of arms.

Lu Jue's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly supported Feng Yewu, and the person who collided was also caught by his knife-wielding companion behind him.

"Crashing into the world, don't you have long eyes!"

The man with the knife took the lead in angrily scolding Feng Yewu and Lu Jue.

It turned out that these two people were Chen Pingwu and Yang Guang who came to the banquet.

Feng Yewu here was originally a man's clothes, and when he collided with Chen Pingwu, the northern mink hat that had not been changed fell aside, his long hair was scattered in an instant, and the woman's identity was exposed.

Lu Jue saw that the other party was disrespectful, and he was about to reprimand him back, but was blocked by Feng Yewu raising his hand.

Feng Yewu looked at the two people in front of him coldly, and when he heard Yang Guang say that he was born as a son, he guessed the identity of the other party in his heart.

Chen Pingwu persuaded Yang Guang with his eyes, smiled at Feng Yewu, and apologized instead.

"Am I reckless and rushed into the girl, but I don't know the girl's name?"

Feng Yewu's face was frosty and dusty, but it was still difficult to be pretty, her eyes were dusty, and she was already holy and refined in Chen Pingwu's eyes.

Feng Yewu did not reveal his identity, but smiled politely at Chen Pingwu, nodded, and turned around and left with Lu Jue.

Yang Guang looked very dissatisfied in his heart, and looked at the two who left and complained.

"This Kyoto Diao people are really unreasonable, if they are in the Northeast, they will definitely understand some dignity and humility!"

Chen Pingwu put away his smile, his face was as usual, looking at Feng Yewu's back, his eyes were full of reluctance, and he sighed.

"Northeast? I'm afraid they think so too. ”

Yang Guang was puzzled when he heard this.

"Why did the prince say this? Aren't those two from Kyoto? ”

Chen Pingwu turned his head to look at Yang Guang, smiled slightly, and explained, but he still repeatedly tasted Fang Cai's expression and appearance in his heart.

"These two people are dressed in Guanwai clothes, the man behind the woman is obviously his slave, Ye Dynasty is mostly southerners, but the man has a northern appearance, where do you say they are from?"

Yang Guangwu is extraordinary, but his thoughts are simple, and he nodded convincing when he heard Chen Pingwu's analysis.

"It's just that I don't know where these two people are, and my subordinates see that the manservant is not under me."

Chen Pingwu smiled slightly, a servant with such skills will know in the future.

Then led Yang Guang into the Drunken Immortal Building.

... ...

On the other side, Lu Jue and Feng Yewu quickly returned to the palace to change their clothes.

Lu Jue simply made some snacks and sent them to the imperial study, where Feng Yewu reviewed the recitals that had accumulated for several days.

Halfway through the review, Feng Yewu looked up at the candle flame in front of him, and suddenly remembered the person he met in the evening.

Lu Jue looked at Feng Yewu, who was a little distracted, and the flickering and jumping candle flame added a little beauty to the soft lines of her face.

Lu Jue smiled slightly, and interrupted Feng Yewu's thoughts.

"Your Majesty is thinking about the prince of Changwu Wang that you just met?"

When Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue's words, she looked stunned and asked puzzled.

"How do you determine that person's identity?"

Lu Jue walked to the table and gently picked out the wick of the candle, and the room was a little brighter for a while.

"That person guards the son of the world, the king of Pingyi has only one daughter, the family of the king of Beichang has never entered Beijing, and the current situation is even more avoidable, and he will never give His Majesty any handle, and the prince of Jiangyuan died, and only the prince of Changwu appeared in Kyoto at this time, which is the most reasonable."

Feng Yewu heard that Lu Jue's analysis was the way, but he was still a little unconvinced, and deliberately asked indifferently.

"Is it impossible for the king of Xiyue and the prince of Kangchuan?"

Lu Jue heard Feng Yewu's inquiry, knowing that she was deliberately taking away her words, she couldn't help but smile even more, and her eyes showed a little doting in the warm candlelight.

"The king of Xiyue and the prince of Kangchuan are not in Kyoto, and the slaves don't know, but the slaves behind the prince can determine their identities."

"Oh?"

When Feng Yewu heard this, her head tilted slightly, and her eyes showed a bit of curiosity.

Today, Feng Yewu only cares about observing that son, and when that person is just an ordinary entourage swordsman.

Listening to Lu Jue's words, it seems that this person still has some identity?

Lu Jue turned to the side, and his handsome side face separated the light and shadow in the imperial study, carrying memories in the dimness and brightness.

"Although my father went to the Changwu Palace, participated in the birthday banquet when the slave was young, and saw this person, although he was young at that time, he could be the true legend of the Changwu King with deep sword and fist skills, and he could defeat seven or eight hundred generals with his bare hands, so he remembered it deeply."

Hearing this, Feng Yewu raised his eyebrows and confirmed.

"This person is the wolf king Yang Guang?"

Although Feng Yewu is in the palace, he has also heard some deeds of this person.

When the army of Changwu Wang Shuai raided Tidi, although he won a big victory, he suffered heavy losses, and he was lost in the extremely large snow and ice field on the way back, with only seven or eight remaining soldiers, and the night was dark and windy, surrounded by wolves.

Fortunately, Yang Guang slaughtered hundreds of wolves alone to save the life of King Changwu, and he became famous in a battle after that.

... ...

In the Drunken Immortal Building, as soon as Chen Pingwu entered, a full of high-ranking officials stood up to greet him.

Behind the crowd, a voice asked in a high voice.

"But the virtuous nephew has arrived?"

When the officials heard the voice, Wang Changgeng came with a ruddy face and a big laugh.