Chapter Ninety-Three: An Undercurrent

The sky gradually reached dusk, the sun was no longer as strong as at noon, located in the southernmost part of the capital, the 'Nine Princes' Mansion, and the palace were far away, at this time, Senran's mansion ushered in important guests.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that King Jing would send the third prince to come in person, and it can be regarded as nine out of ten to see what happened this time!" A voice came from a study in the mansion, and it was none other than the Nine Kings.

At this time, in the study, there was another person, young, luxurious, extraordinary, very handsome, even in the face of a domineering person like the Nine Kings, there was no fear of expression, this calmness and bearing, not very suitable for his age at this time. This person is the Yasukuni envoy who passed by Qingshan City before, the legendary third prince of Yasukuni, Jing Yang!

Jing Yang smiled lightly, with a confident look in his eyes, and said: "The Nine Princes are really joking, my father sent me here, this is just the importance of the Nine Kings, if it weren't for the Nine Kings, the Father Emperor would just come to a family envoy, although this time the matter is not small, but it still can't be compared with the cooperation of the Nine Kings." ”

The third prince spoke, neither humble nor arrogant, but very kind, even if the nine kings were deep, when they heard these words, they couldn't help but feel happy in their hearts.

The Nine Kings looked at the third prince and said: "Haha, King Jing's kindness, this king knows in his heart that he will definitely go to thank him one day, as long as I wait for the general trend to become successful, when the time comes, I will definitely give Yasukuni a backup gift!"

Jing Yang bowed his hand and said, "Then look forward to the arrival of that day, and I will wait for the Nine Kings at that time, eh...... No, it's supposed to be 'holy', hahaha. ”

These words were a great rebellion, but Jing Yang didn't care about what he said, and the Nine Princes sitting on the side didn't seem to care, and it was obvious that these words were very useful, and the Nine Kings were very happy.

"Haha, then inherit the third prince's auspicious words, but then again, the third prince came this time, but he has thought of a countermeasure? After all, this is not only our Xuanguo, but also several other neighboring countries have also come to envoys, I think it is better to make plans!"

The corners of Prince Jingyang's mouth raised slightly, "Don't worry, the Ninth Prince, since I came this time, I must not come in vain, this 'Son of Heavenly Fortune' must not fall into the hands of Emperor Xuanguo, I have already thought of a countermeasure, and when the feast comes, I will know." ”

Seeing that Jing Yang didn't reveal the meaning, the Nine Princes didn't mean to ask, because he knew that the third prince was not an ordinary person, and it was not easy to be invited by the Dongzhou Holy Academy at such an age, and he had only one purpose, that is, to weaken the emperor's power.

Jiuwang said: "The ability of the third prince, I am still assured, looking at today, there are only a handful of people who can have such a talent as the prince, but I am still a little worried, here to remind the third prince, don't forget, Xuanguo also has a special 'Son of Heaven Academy'." ”

When he heard about the Son of Heaven Academy, the calm third prince, his eyes shrank, although he didn't care about anything else, but the prestige of the Xuanguo Son of Heaven Academy, he still had to weigh it, Jing Yang slowly squinted his eyes and raised his head unconsciously.

"Hmph, Tianzi Academy! I am not going to use force this time, and I will not snatch it with a sword, what can I do with his Tianzi Academy? Don't worry, I have already prepared this time, I will definitely make them Tianzi Academy forceful!"

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In the palace, there is no longer the silence of the past, for the feast in a few days, it has already been prepared in advance, all kinds of ingredients, utensils, large and small vehicles, constantly busy back and forth in the palace. But in the midst of all this noise, it is still a quiet courtyard, which is exceptionally elegant.

A white-clothed Qianying stood under the willow tree, the summer breeze blew warmly, bringing fragrant ripples, and the woman was holding a book in her slender hand, which seemed to be a little old, but every time she picked it up and read it, she regarded it as a precious thing, obviously a very ordinary "Daxuan Celebrity Collection".

Zhao Ruoyu wore a veil and stood quietly, I don't know when it started, she was already used to this look, and she couldn't remember whose order it was, but there seemed to be a voice in her heart, warning herself that she couldn't take it off. At this time, she was not as happy and talkative as when she met Lintian, but more calm.

Maybe this is the real her, or maybe she has never met someone who can liberate her.

"Does the county lord have anything on his mind?" At this time, the picture in the garden was interrupted by a voice.

Zhao Ruoyu heard the voice, turned around, and after seeing the person who spoke, he bowed down and said, "It turns out that the seniors are here, if the language is far away!"

"Well, I just saw that you were thoughtful, and I changed to ask, why is there anything on your mind?" The senior said as he walked into the courtyard, and it was actually a woman wearing a blue robe, still holding a dust whisk in her hand, looking at her age is not more than middle-aged, but she has a rare bearing on her body, a kind of dusty atmosphere.

Zhao Ruoyu sat down, helped the senior to sit down, poured a cup of tea, and handed it over, "Ruoyu doesn't have anything to worry about, it's just that the feast is coming in a few days, and I just sigh occasionally." ”

The woman in the robe reached out and took the tea, took a sip, and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry, as long as the feast is over, all the troubles can be calmed, and when the time comes, I will take you personally!"

"If I thank my predecessors, I think my predecessors should also understand the meaning of this feast, since it is going to be announced to the world, I am afraid it is not so easy. ”

The Dao robed woman nodded, "Well, that's true of what you said, but it's not your business, some things are still done by your saints." Don't worry about it. ”

Zhao Ruoyu turned his head to look at the sky, and said softly: "Maybe this is fate, since my identity is like this, it may also be arranged in the sky, it is destined to be impossible to have the so-called freedom, if someone really dares to snatch it from the Ming Dynasty, I hope that the seniors will help me more when the time comes." ”

"Alas!" the Dao robe senior sighed and nodded, in fact, she knew best that behind such a seemingly noble and important identity, there was unimaginable loneliness and loneliness.

"Ruoyu, you have to remember that no matter what, you have to get through, since you have such an identity and ability, as long as your strength is strong enough, you can control your life!"

The words of the Dao robe woman seemed to indicate something, Zhao Ruoyu's calm eyes fluctuated slightly, and a whisper came from under the veil, "Strong enough to control everything......"

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