"Drive!"

In the city of Chang'an, several carriages rushed out of the city gate.

Several large flags are planted on the top of the carriage, and the character 'Han' on the flag is displayed when it flutters in the wind.

There was no obstruction, and there was no need for any formalities to clear the customs, and the carriage ran wildly along the official road.

"Your Highness, it is too risky for you to go to Lingnan in person!"

On the carriage, Wei Qing, who was driving the carriage, whispered to the young prince who was excited.

"If the little Lingnan can't inspect, how can it inspect the world in the future!"

The prince waved his hand disappreciatively, signaling that Wei Qing didn't need to be dissuaded too much.

Although he is young, he is not an ordinary child.

Only by having enough wisdom, strength, and heart faster can he sit firmly in the position of the crown prince.

Emperor Jing has cultivated him a lot, and there is even no shortage of important permissions, but the prince knows very well that many things are just appearances.

He is currently younger and has a very high level of cultivation.

But once the growth is insufficient, not to mention the impeachment of Zhou Taiwei and others, Emperor Jing will also make other plans.

did not grow to the point that Emperor Jing needed, and it was difficult for him to inherit the unification.

But if any other prince behaves well, the crown prince's position may change unconsciously, just like his unqualified predecessor.

"Wei Qing, you also need to work hard!"

There are not many die-hard people in the hands of the prince, and if he wants to find a loyal and dutiful person who has a certain possibility of shaping, he can only reluctantly find his own coachman to train.

Wei Qing is the first person he trained.

When he moved forward quickly, the prince hoped that Wei Qing would not be left behind.

"Your Highness's grace, Wei Qing must be loyal and dutiful in this life!"

Wei Qing held the horsewhip, and his voice responded extremely calmly.

Wei Qing is difficult to pack tickets that he will be able to do in the future, he can only move forward step by step, try to make himself more talented, and he can repay the prince's kindness more.

A subordinate like him should not have received such a heavy training, and the prince's favor for him really surprised him at the beginning.

Under the indoctrination of huge resources, he could only go as fast as possible and become as useful as possible, instead of limiting himself to the task of driving the carriage.

He thought about it all night last night, and discussed it with his sister.

The two finally came to the conclusion that the prince was too short of people.

Otherwise, the crown prince would not have even had to transfer the coachman to Princess Yangxin, and he would not have gotten even a coachman like Wei Qing to tilt royal resources to cultivate.

"Your Highness, what do you think of Zhang Qian?"

As if remembering something, Wei Qing cautiously made a recommendation to the prince.

"Zhang Qian?"

"Zhang Qian is extremely young, he is from the Western Military Region, and he should be a talent under the command of General Cheng Buzhi who is in training!"

"Oh?"

"But Zhang Qian's training in the army should be very limited, otherwise he would not have entered Chang'an to grab merit!"

"It's possible!"

"I have been watching Zhang Qian these days, although his cultivation is not high, but he is extremely calm when he is in danger, and he should be a malleable talent!"

"It's rare to hear about recommending talents in your mouth, I will consider it carefully!"

The prince commented with interest.

Zhang Qian is a talent of the Western Military Region, and even more of a talent of the imperial court.

can be recommended by Wei Qing, who has a steady temperament, and Wei Qing must discover Zhang Qian's advantages.

This merit should be able to better complement the vacancy of talents under the crown prince.

For the crown prince, it takes a long time for him to ascend the throne at the age of thirteen, but if he takes ten years, or even longer, a talent must have been cultivated.

The low cultivation is not a disadvantage, but it is easier for the prince to cultivate.

Compared with external conditions such as cultivation, temperament and other temperaments are what the prince values more.

But Wei Qing didn't figure out one thing, that is, the prince's current cultivation is limited to die-hard factions.

The resources in his hands are not unlimited, they can only be limited to a few people.

The prince couldn't train Zhang Qian at the moment, but he remembered the name Zhang Qian, and didn't treat Zhang Qian as an ordinary young general at the border.

The horse and carriage galloped rapidly from the official road, and the prince's eyes narrowed slightly.

Emperor Jing's teachings came to his mind, and he silently recited the contents of several secret books in the secret vault.

Unlike ordinary practitioners, who learn one move at a time, he needs to be familiar with these contents to the point that he can no longer be familiar with them before he can practice.

Keeping everything behind his chest, the practice will not be difficult for him.

The threshold of ordinary people's cultivation did not pose a difficulty in the face of the powerful supply of the royal family.

On the contrary, the more he lays the foundation, the longer he trains at the initial stage, the further he will be able to go in the smooth sailing of his practice.

A dynasty needs to be strong, and the leader cannot be vulnerable.

He touched his waist, and only when he found that the Tongling Jade that had refined his body had been sent out, did the prince smile dumbly.

"It's good if you don't have this foreign object!"

He doesn't care about loss, but thinks that it can make him feel the preciousness of his ordinary.

It is only after a long time in his normal state that he can feel a more rapid increase under the infusion of spiritual resources.

In terms of cultivation concepts, he is mostly the same as Emperor Jing, but he also has a small part of self-understanding.

"There is the fragrance of plum blossoms in the bitter cold, how can a sword without sharpening be called a treasure!"

His slightly narrowed eyes focused on his palms, which were as smooth as jade.

This is the body that has been cultivated for several years by relying on the Tongling Baoyu, but this is not the body he wants.

His body needs to be honed.

Just like this trip to Lingnan.

Only by honing step by step can he continue to grow stronger in the training, instead of becoming a 'canary master' and relying only on the advanced cultivation realm to become strong.

The prince's gaze swept to Chang'an City in the distance.

In his eyes, Emperor Jing is obviously a 'canary master'.

Everyone knows that Emperor Jing is very powerful, but how strong Emperor Jing is, everyone can give an answer.

It may be as strong as the head of the top school, or it may be difficult to meet opponents in Chang'an City, or it can fight against the holy lords and supreme people of the major holy lands.

But there is no answer to everything.

No one dared to come to Chang'an City to measure the details of Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing had also stayed in the deep palace for a long time and had never been external.

Emperor Jing is getting old, but Emperor Jing, who has a strong name, can't make any achievements.

The crown prince did not want to be such a monarch.

In his imagination, he believed that a true monarch needed to fight.

Whether externally or internally, only a game of record can prove to be strong.

This kind of power can deter domestic small-scale and foreign invaders to abide by the rules.

"I can't go your way!"

The young prince sat in a carriage with endless ambition and ambition in his eyes.

In the distant Weiyang Palace, a roll of white cloth hangs high, and the white cloth shows the appearance of the prince riding in a carriage.

Emperor Jing looked at the prince for a long time.

"It's good that my son isn't as as I am!"

From the eyes of the crown prince, Emperor Jing saw a successor who was completely different from his current temperament.

But that's who he used to be.

Once upon a time, he was so young, and the gaze in his eyes was no different from that of the prince.

"You have to keep it up!"

He grabbed the sword at his waist.

After a few seconds of thinking, Emperor Jing turned his gaze to the side of the palace.

"Please also ask the imperial brother to temporarily represent the government for me for a few days!"

"Your Majesty, rest assured!"

Behind the screen on one side of the palace, an emperor in a dragon robe stepped out.

His appearance is exactly the same as that of Emperor Jing, but his eyebrows are a little more melancholy than Emperor Jing.

As he stepped out, his melancholy quickly dissipated, and his eyes showed indifference and indifference that were no different from Emperor Jing.

"Then I'm leaving!"

Emperor Jing nodded.

He chanted in his mouth, 'Heaven and Earth are the greatest', and a ripple rippled slightly in the air of Weiyang Palace, and Emperor Jing's people had disappeared without a trace.