Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Nine Emperors
Yan'er and Murong Shuang on the side were also stupid!
"Now you know who I am!" Xiang Yun turned his head and smiled at Yan'er, who looked sluggish.
"You...... You are actually the Nine Emperor Princes of Great Chu!"
Seriously, I can't believe that the person with a hippie smile in front of her will actually be a dignified prince!
"Hehe, what's so strange, now you know why I'm so confident, without that diamond, no porcelain work!"
Xiang Yun slowly took the prince python robe embroidered with dragon patterns handed over by Guan Yu.
Then I went straight into the carriage!
Soon!
Xiang Yun walked out!
With a gold medal hanging on his waist, he is wearing a golden dragon python robe, and his gestures are domineering!
Strike!
In an instant, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei took the lead.
Then all the soldiers, and the coachmen, fell to their knees.
Lao Jia also knelt on the ground, his brain buzzing.
Yan'er hesitated, and also pulled Murong Shuang to kneel down.
"Okay, don't be so formal, by the way, second, I have this line, and the car should be changed!" Xiang Yun said indifferently.
"No, big brother...... No, Nine Emperors, the car is ready for you!" Guan Yu hurriedly said.
"Okay, don't call me any Nine Emperor Princes, just shout whatever you should have before, take me to see the car ......
Xiang Yun waved his hand, signaling everyone not to be restrained.
Since Xiang Yun had spoken, where did everyone dare to disobey, they hurriedly got up from the ground, and then Guan Yu turned around and ran directly to a carriage covered with cloth.
Pull it hard and tear the cloth that covers it directly.
It is also carved with dragon patterns, and the top cover of nine young dragons is entwined, and the entire body is golden, symbolizing the dragon of the royal family!
Domineering!
Majestic.
With four white horses, you want to pull more wind and more wind!
"Let's go, get in the car, get ready to enter Fuxing City, let them all know, Nine Emperor Princes, I! It's coming!"
Xiang Yun shouted.
The crowd quickly got on their horses.
Looking at Xiang Yun's figure, Yan'er was shocked and excited beyond words at the moment.
In the carriage.
"Brother Xiang is awesome, I really didn't expect Brother Xiang to be a prince." Murong Shuang excitedly said to Yan'er, who was still in a daze on the side.
"Hehe, yes, I didn't expect his identity to be so amazing!" Yan'er smiled bitterly.
"Great, Shuang'er must marry Brother Xiang when she grows up in the future! Sister Yan'er, do you think I can marry Brother Xiang?!" Murong Shuang asked innocently.
"Huh?! That one...... To tell the truth, Second Miss, not necessarily, after all, he is the prince of Great Chu, we are just a small Rong clan, and among the hundreds of ethnic groups in Great Chu, we are nothing at all!" Yan'er sighed, and she didn't know if she was unwilling in her heart, or if she didn't want the second lady to miss Xiang Yun.
"Oh, what should I do, I won't marry Brother Xiang in this life!"
Listening to Yan'er's words, Murong Shuang's little face suddenly collapsed, and her eyes showed bitter thoughts.
And in the carriage in front.
Lao Jia trembled and didn't know whether he should sit or kneel, and his body kept twisting.
"Lao Jia, sit well, twist what, don't be restrained!" Xiang Yun scolded Lao Jia angrily.
"Haha, big brother, Lao Jia is nervous, you are the prince now, your identity is different, if you want to change to me, I am also panicking!" Guan Yu teased with a smile.
"Okay, there's nothing to be nervous about, when you enter the city, you can be as public, as much as you want! I don't have to worry about them, Lao Jia, I'll see you later." Xiang Yun patted Lao Jia's shoulder.
"Okay, I'll help Your Highness do it!" Lao Jia still said a little nervously.
The gate of Fuxing City!
Rumble!
All passers-by looked dumbfounded at the convoy full of dependents in the distance!
"Quick,
Tell the Great Elder! Yes...... There's a royal convoy coming!" The soldiers on the walls shouted quickly into the city.
Helplessly, it's not that these soldiers defending the city are well-informed!
It's really Xiang Yun's team that is too ostentatious!
Each carriage in the entire convoy has a yellow chess piece with the word "Huang" written on it!
No matter how blind this Nima is, he can recognize that this is the royal family's car.
The stronghold of the Rong clan in the city.
The Great Elder was looking sad, it had been almost two days, and there was still no news of the two women, and even the Han swordsman could not be found.
"Uncle, there's news! I found a witness and saw the swordsman's face!" Murong Guang rushed in excitedly.
"Huh?! Bring that man, and ask where the swordsman and the two women have gone!" Murong Fu was taken aback and immediately said.
Immediately, Murong Guang dragged a Rong man dressed as a peasant and dragged him in.
"Answer the Great Elder!"
"Ugh...... Return, back to the Great Elder, the little one was to see the swordsman, a young man, who looked thin and tall, with two women, and got into a carriage, which seemed to be a caravan of Han people......" The Najon stumbled and said.
"Do you remember what that swordsman looked like? Where did their convoy go?!" Murong Fu asked with a dark face.
"Remember, little ...... Little remember, the convoy, the convoy seems to be coming towards our Fuxing City!"
"What! Coming to Fuxing City?! How is it possible, in the past two days, there have been no caravans in Fuxing City at all! You tell me well, and then talk nonsense, watch your head!" Murong Guang immediately scolded.
"Really...... Really, really, in the direction of Fuxing City!"
Seeing that the Rong people didn't look like they were lying, Murong Guang turned to Murong Fu and said, "Uncle, it seems that this convoy should be a small road, I estimate that it should come to Fuxing City today and tomorrow, as long as you step up the investigation and defense in the past two days, you will not be able to run away!"
But after Murong Fu listened, his face was still dark!
What he was thinking about at the moment was not that he was afraid that the other party would run away, but the intelligence of this Rong people!
It's a caravan again!
It's Han again!
Han Xin asked him to kill a caravan, and now it is also the Han convoy that saved the two women!
How can there be such a coincidence!
Could it be that this convoy is one?!
"Oh no, no! Great Elder, there is a royal convoy outside, and there are so many carriages! It's Han Chinese!"
At this moment, the guards of the city walls finally rushed in and shouted.
Swish!
Murong Fu's face was stunned!
It's the Han convoy again!
Fuck, it's all royalty this time!
"Let's go, take me to see, grandma's, where are so many Han people's convoys, one will be a caravan, one will be a swordsman, and another will be royalty, I want to see what these people are from!"
Murong Fu felt that there must be a mystery in this.
Seeing his uncle rushing out, Murong Guang immediately shouted, "Uncle, what about this person?!"
"Take it, come along!"