Chapter Forty-Eight: The Gambling of the Year

Tianyang Fei looked at Han Feiwu's line of sight, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

I saw that the queen sitting at the banquet in front of the main hall was tightly pulling the five princes who were about to run towards their peers, and tried hard to pull the five princes to the back.

At that time, the fifth prince was only seven years old and had always been favored by the queen, but this time he was suddenly stopped by the queen like this, and as usual, he struggled violently: "Queen Mother, let go of me, I want to go!"

The queen didn't pay attention, so she let the five princes break free, and seeing the five princes drifting away, the queen's empty hands were tightly twisted together.

On the way to the five princes, an object was revealed, and everyone saw that it was a purse embroidered with lotus flowers.

This purse is a full moon gift given to the five princes when the five princes are full moon, Tianyang Fei doesn't know how different this purse is, but remembers that the eyes that looked at the purse at the moment before giving it away were unusual, as if he was remembering something.

Just when Tianyang Fei was at a loss, Han Feiwu suddenly smiled and said to himself: "Is it a mistake for Lone...... A self-proclaimed amorous person is a lonely ...... from beginning to end Ha, Yi'er, it turns out that all the vows were worthless in your eyes, hahaha......"

As he spoke, Han Feiwu's eyes gradually became rosy, and after a while, Han Feiwu tilted his head and poured himself a sip of stuffy wine.

When everyone thought that Han Feiwu was about to explode in the next moment, Han Feiwu took a deep breath, looked away and stopped looking at the purse pinned to the waist of the fifth prince, but his face was still blue.

Seeing this, Tianyang Fei breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the wine bottle on the table with one hand, lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

At this moment, a young man stood up from the seat, first saluted Tianyang, and then said: "I once heard that the Taifu said that the martial arts of the Great Jin have always been very strong, and this prince has always wanted to see and understand, I wonder if Your Majesty can fulfill my little wish?"

Tianyang Fei smiled and nodded, then looked at the older princes on the table, and asked, "My princes, are any of you willing to step forward and learn martial arts with the little prince of the Han Dynasty?"

As soon as the words fell, the eldest prince stood up from the table and said, "Father, son, and second brother are all much older than the little prince of the Han Dynasty, even if they win, they can't convince the little prince of the Han Dynasty." ”

The crown prince of the Han Dynasty was just over fourteen years old at that time, four or five years younger than several princes of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Tianyang Fei bowed slightly, feeling a little reasonable.

The eldest prince said, but his eyes turned and fell on the body of a person in the palace, and his eyes unconsciously showed a trace of pampering, and then turned around and said with a smile: "However, father, the son heard that the Taifu praised the third brother a few days ago, and said that the third brother has been practicing martial arts well recently, and it will become a great weapon in time, plus the little prince of the Han Dynasty is the same age as the third brother, if the third brother is allowed to compete with the little prince, the little prince must not feel unfair, right?"

The little prince of the Han Dynasty couldn't help but look at the eldest prince when he heard that he was mentioned, and happened to see the eldest prince looking at him with a smile in his eyes, and he didn't refute it out loud, but the fighting intent in his eyes did not decrease but increased. Whatever, wait a minute, no matter who comes to challenge him, he will defeat that person fiercely, dare to make his father so sad, he must let this Jin Dynasty emperor also taste the taste of disgrace, the Han Dynasty is not easy to mess with.

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the hall were focused on one person, who was dressed in a blue dress, and although the immaturity on his face had not completely faded, his expression revealed a bit of old age that did not match his age.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man stood up unhurriedly, flew towards the sky, and said: "Father, in the past few days, the sons have been carefully taught by the Taifu, and the martial arts have indeed improved a lot, and I am worried that no one will compete. ”

Tianyang Fei couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, so he said: "In that case, Hua'er, it's up to you to try it out with the little prince." ”

"Yes, Father. ”

When the two of them stood in the center of the main hall with weapons in their hands, everyone stopped what they were doing, and even Han Feiwu, who had an unhappy face, showed a little interest in his eyes.

The age difference between the crown prince of the Han Dynasty and the third prince Tian Yuhua is only a few months, and the two look very similar in stature, but their personalities are completely different.

The two people standing opposite each other stood quietly with a sword in his hand, his face calm, while the other danced the soft whip in his hand with a thunderclap, and the battle intent in his eyes was burning, staring at his opponent like a wolf.

The prince of the Han Dynasty whipped out, striking first, and suddenly the crimson whip swept through the sky like a fiery snake and threw it towards Yuhua, and the air was torn apart inch by inch under the impact of the whip, and he let out a moan.

The ladies present had different faces, seeing that the whip was about to fall on the body of the three princes, who were stupid and had been there like a stake all the time.

Just when everyone was secretly sweating for Tian Yuhua, Tian Yuhua flicked his sleeves and pulled out the sword in his hand.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the weapons were connected, the sword groan at first was clearly audible, the blade of the sword was against the whip that was pressed down, and the strong impact made Tian Yuhua take a few steps back, and stomped his right foot, only then did he stabilize his figure, and met the slightly surprised gaze of the prince of the Han Dynasty, Tian Yuhua's face was as usual, and he actually took the heavy blow of the prince of the Han Dynasty.

For a while, the ministers of the Han Dynasty who came with Han Feiwu all showed surprise on their faces, and their eyes were full of incredulity when they looked at Tian Yuhua.

The people of the Jin Dynasty could not know, but none of the people of their Han Dynasty had never heard of the little prince's innate divine power, and even among the younger generation who were much older than the little prince, few people could take the blow of the little prince with all his strength so calmly.

Seeing that Tian Yuhua was so competitive, Tianyang Fei was so happy that he bent the corners of his mouth, and endured it several times before he resisted the urge to applaud.

Seeing that the first blow could not be achieved, the prince of the Han Dynasty immediately launched a second attack.

Just when Tianyang Fei thought that the two were equal in strength, the next moment, the competition situation changed dramatically.

The crimson soft whip flicked its tail and kept swinging in the air, and the sound of breaking wind echoed in the sky above the main hall, and the prince of the Han Dynasty with the soft whip quickly shuttled around Tian Yuhua's side, the speed was extremely fast, and everyone could only see an afterimage passing by. Tian Yuhua, who was in the center of the storm, was firmly wrapped in the shadow of the whip, and he couldn't use it even if he tried a thousand means.

Everyone was dazzled when a scream suddenly rang out, and then a figure flew out quickly, the screeching sound of the blade scraping against the ground echoed in the air until it was annihilated.

Seeing the appearance of the person who was knocked out, the queen lost her voice and said, "Hua'er!"

Everyone stared intently, and there was a faintly thin blue figure kneeling on one knee, and the sword in the young man's hand was deeply embedded in the ground, and only with the support of the sword could the young man not fall. On the other side of the main hall, although the little prince of the Han Dynasty who was holding a red whip was standing, his rapid panting and flushed face all showed that it was not easy to defeat Tian Yuhua this time.

Seeing this, the audience was in an uproar.

"This ......"

"It seems that the little prince is slightly better......"

At this time, the young man kneeling on the ground raised his head, a trace of blood snaked down from the corner of his mouth, and the young man looked firmly at the prince of the Han Dynasty in front of him and said: "Two years, two years later, this prince will compete with you!"

After speaking, Tian Yuhua's eyes were dark, and he fell, leaving a sword standing in the crack of the stone. Obviously, Tian Yuhua finished his words in one breath.

Seeing Tian Yuhua fall with her own eyes, the queen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the handkerchief in her hand fell suddenly.

"Hua'er!"

A heart-rending cry sounded, the queen stood up, couldn't care so much anymore, and struggled to push away the palace people who were blocking her, and went straight to Tian Yuhua, who collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Han Feiwu was slightly moved, and immediately got up and said: "The third prince's tenacious martial arts is really commendable, and when His Royal Highness the third prince wakes up, he will be tired of telling him that the two-year covenant will be agreed by Gu. ”

At this moment, one of them proposed: "Since it is an agreement between the princes of the two countries, why not add some more colors?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Feiwu frowned, thought for a while, and nodded: "It's okay, if His Royal Highness the Third Prince defeats Aye in two years, all taxes related to the Jin Dynasty will be reduced by fifty percent in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, an old minister of the Han Dynasty hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Your Majesty, you must not!"

Tianyang Fei's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and said, "If Hua'er is still not the opponent of the little prince in two years, I will give up Changjue." ”

"Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, the ministers of the Jin Dynasty present were shocked.

Changjue Mountain is the most precipitous mountain in the Central Plains, it is precisely because of the steep terrain of Changjue and the key location that this mountain has become a must for soldiers all the time. When the two armies are fighting, whoever wins this mountain will have a favorable position.

In a blink of an eye, what was originally a two-year contract between the two princes became a gambling contract between the two monarchs.

Since then, the fact that Tianyuhua was defeated by the prince of the Han Dynasty spread all over the world, and this matter was spread by the people, and everyone knew about it, and the morale of the Han Dynasty was greatly encouraged since then, and the idea of annexing the Great Jin Dynasty and unifying the Central Plains became more and more intense. The gambling agreement between the monarchs of the two countries has become a topic of conversation between the people of the two countries after tea and dinner.

Now that two years have passed, Tianyang Fei's two-year appointment with Han Feiwu, the monarch of the Han Dynasty, is approaching.

Tianyang Fei was silent for a long time, and said: "Aiqing just said that there is a happy event to tell me, Aiqing, please tell me." ”

Wei Zhongyuan also stopped selling Guanzi, and said: "Your Majesty, some time ago, His Royal Highness the Third Prince fought with General Mingxun, and His Royal Highness made dozens of moves under General Mingxun and was not defeated......"

"General Mingxun......" Tianyang Fei muttered, a figure flashed in his mind, Tianyang Fei caught that figure, and looked at Wei Zhongyuan's eyes with a bit of expectation, "Aiqing is talking about that Mingxun General of the Han Dynasty?"

Wei Zhongyuan smiled slightly, not denying it.