Chapter Ninety-Three: Calculations from the Nanzhou Mansion
Jiangnan City is the capital of Nanzhou and the most prosperous place in Nanzhou.
Different from Dachu Kyoto, the prosperity of Jiangnan City is less majestic imperial majesty, and more of the scholarly atmosphere of literati and ink writers in Jiangnan water towns. Therefore, the name of Jiangnan genius is spread everywhere.
Naturally, this kind of talent is not comparable to Guo Songxian and others in Kyoto.
For countless years, there have been frequent poems and ballads in Nanzhou Fuzhong, and there is also a trend of emphasizing literature over military force.
Among the courtiers of Great Chu, most of the ministers were from Nanzhou Prefecture, after all, they wrote good articles, and the way of governing the country and the policies of the people's livelihood were endless, and these were not comparable to those vulgar generals.
When the emphasis on literature and light on martial arts does not mean that no one practices martial arts. There are many families in Nanzhou Mansion, and there are even some families with hundreds of years of inheritance and following the first emperor of Great Chu to fight the country.
Wen Tao Wu strategy, the two-pronged approach is the ethos of these families.
In front of the teahouse, the young man walked in in armor. If you look closely, the young man is somewhat similar to Xiao Jingyao who went north.
But in terms of temperament, Xiao Jingyao is elegant and easy-going, humble and polite, like a Confucian scholar. The young man is freshly dressed and angry, frivolous and active, and has the high-spirited atmosphere of young people.
This is Xiao Jingyu, the third prince who has lived in Nanzhou Mansion for a long time.
In the pavilion, Xiao Jingyu sat on the ground, his armor rubbing against a mechanical sound, and in front of him was freshly brewed tea, gurgling hot.
"Your Highness, the prince has just left." The red-shirted woman who poured tea for Xiao Jingyu spoke.
The corners of Xiao Jingyu's mouth curled slightly, as if he was smiling. Those who are familiar with him know that this is a manifestation of Xiao Jingyu's unhappiness.
Xiao Jingyao has been on the north for several days.
Today, Xiao Jingyu came to discuss this matter with Xiang Ji, the king of Chu.
The crown prince, who never left Kyoto, actually traveled north, which was a godsend. To kill, or not to kill? Xiao Jingyu was difficult to make a decision for a while.
Kill, the risk is too great.
How could his father and the crown prince and brother not expect the dangers on the road.
If you don't kill, you will miss a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
If he doesn't do anything, Xiao Jingyu is unwilling.
The woman in the red shirt was pouring tea unhurriedly, and said unhurriedly: "Your Highness, don't be impatient. Before leaving, the prince left a letter and handed it to His Highness. ”
Xiao Jingyu opened the letter paper, and after reading it, threw it into the heating fire, slowly burning into ashes.
"Lady in the red shirt, does the prince have anything else to say?" Xiao Jingyu asked.
The red-shirted woman continued: "The prince asked me to tell His Highness that whatever His Highness thinks, someone will naturally do it. This matter has nothing to do with His Royal Highness, nor does it have anything to do with the prince. His Highness only needs to put his heart in his belly and do what the letter says. ”
Xiao Jingyu looked at the letter paper that had already turned into ashes, and laughed inexplicably, with a strange look on his face.
Xiao Jingyu knew that since the king of Chu had left a letter, he must have been prepared. But now that this matter is very important, how can it be a piece of letter paper that can be clearly explained in just two words?
"Gone." Xiao Jingyu drank the tea in one gulp, the hot tea didn't seem to make Xiao Jingyu feel hot at all, and a cup of tea was only regarded as quenching his thirst.
"Say it to the prince for me. If you need help during your trip to the Lonely Sky Tower, you can ask this prince to speak. ”
The red-shirted woman stood up and saluted, looking at Xiao Jingyu's disappearing back with a pair of hooking eyes, and then at the purple sand cup on the table.
"It's a waste of such precious tea."
As she spoke, the red-shirted woman took a small sip, revealing a relaxed and leisurely expression.
Behind the woman in the red shirt walked out a burly man, who was not angry and arrogant, and anyone standing in front of him would tremble a little.
"Did the prince hear His Highness's words just now?" The woman in the red shirt asked.
The burly man is the king of Chu Xiang who is above 10,000 people under one person in the Great Chu Dynasty, and the only one with a foreign surname is the king side by side.
Xiang Ji laughed, "The third prince has been in the army for several years, and he still goes straight to the bottom. Today, he is expressing his dissatisfaction. ”
The red-shirted woman thought of Xiao Jingyu's last sentence, and couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle, such a child's temperament, a little clever, but thinking that he has the ability to do everything, is really stupid. "Why didn't the prince see him?"
Xiang Ji put his hands behind his back and said, "Why bother to see him." All the three princes had in mind was the crown prince. I think someone will do it. No matter who does it, the people in the court and His Majesty will be suspicious of the three princes. Now let him go back to Beijing, let all his demeanor be in the eyes of His Majesty, but just get rid of suspicion. ”
"Besides, all I care about right now is the matter of the Lonely Sky Tower. It has nothing to do with what he cares about, and he doesn't speculate for more than half a sentence, and he avoids it if he can. ”
Speaking of the Lonely Sky Tower, the red-shirted goddess changed her color and asked curiously: "Lord Wang, are the rumors of the Lonely Sky Tower true?" It is said that the ancient evil spirits are suppressed under the tower, and the person in charge of the Heavenly Dao casts the tower body with the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and seals it for the evil spirits that plague the world? ”
Xiang Ji raised his head slightly, looking at the sky that was divided by the courtyard wall, "The legend is true or false, only a few words are left, and it is difficult to verify." All the king knows is that if you enter the tower, you may take the last step. ”
"Ten Rank Grandmaster Realm?" The woman in the red shirt asked.
"Not bad. Compared to the legends of evil spirits of gods and ghosts. A glimmer of chance in the tower class has been verified. Three hundred years ago, the sword saint Zhou Ping, and now Li Haomiao. They have confirmed that the final step can be taken in the Skytower. ”
"Lord Wang, do you mean that Li Haomiao has also entered the Lonely Sky Tower?"
"Hmph, he has been in Nanzhou Mansion for several years, but he can step into the realm of the Ten Rank Grandmaster, and the only possibility is to enter the Lonely Sky Tower. Otherwise, he's not so fast! ”
The item is very positive. He reached the peak of the Nine Grades of the Monument earlier than Li Haomiao, and his talent was not weaker than Li Haomiao, but in just a few years, Li Haomiao came from behind and stepped into the realm of the Ten Rank Grandmaster first.
Except for the opportunity of the Lonely Sky Tower, Xiang Ji couldn't think of any other reason.
"Lady in red shirts, someone will definitely do what the three princes remember, and we must not be doubted. In the past few days, we have deliberately sent more information to the spies in Kyoto to prove our innocence. ”
"Yes, Lord Wang!"
After Xiao Jingyu walked out of the tea house, he returned to the mansion.
"Let people get ready and return to Beijing tomorrow."
There are only two words on the letter paper - return to Beijing.
On the way back, Xiao Jingyu quickly figured out the meaning.
"Maybe it's been a long time since I've seen my father and queen mother."
"However, my brother the crown prince, I hope I will never see you back to Beijing again."
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The time was very fast, and ten days later, Yu Zhi and his party had already entered the territory of Beiliang Mansion.
Because he hugged the thigh of Lei Xu, the great cultivator who opened the Monument Nine Grades, there was no killer along the way.
Tianshui City is the first city in Beiliang Province on the way north.
"Let's rest here for a few days, and have a good rest." Yu Zhi quickly made a decision.
Tianshui City is only three or four days away from Beiliang City, the capital city of Beiliang Mansion, so there is no need to worry.
Moreover, the weather in Beiliang Mansion is still cold, and Yu Zhi is afraid that Li Wantong will not be able to bear it.
In just a few days before, the girl and Li Wantong were somewhat affected by the cold. If you are in a hurry to go north, I am afraid that this condition will not be better for a while.