When Chu Zhiyuan returned to Prince Qing's Mansion from the Ministry of Rites, it was already dark and the lanterns were starting to turn on. Surrounded by guards, he walked slowly on the street, observing the surroundings with his super sense. The number of masters in the city was getting denser and denser.

The Zhenwu Division did not restrict the entry of martial arts masters and allowed them to come in and join in the fun. It was really tough. This was because they were not willing to be outdone and did not want to be subdued.

The experts from the City Guards and Zhenwu Division were also denser.

He speculated that the Zhenwu Division had mobilized experts from various places to come to Beijing.

The first is to restrict martial arts masters from entering Yujing and weaken the number of martial arts masters. The second is to increase the number of masters in the Zhenwu Division. It is safest to do both at the same time.

But now it seems that the Zhenwu Division only adopted the second option, showing strong confidence. Chu Zhiyuan could see clearly that this matter was a winner or a loser.

If something went wrong, it was arrogance. If nothing went wrong, it was a wise decision. Halfway through, he saw Huang Shirong moving through the crowd with ease.

Huang Shirong was still wearing an apricot-yellow robe, and she was as graceful as a willow branch. She was accompanied by two girls in white, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu. When Huang Shirong saw him, she stepped forward to greet him, clasped her fists and saluted, and said with a sweet smile: "Your Majesty went to greet the Dazhen envoy, how about it?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The Lingshuang Iron Cavalry is very powerful."

"The Lingshuang Iron Cavalry is indeed one of a kind." Huang Shirong said with emotion: "The great reputation is gained from being killed on the battlefield, forged with blood and bones." "Those people in the martial arts world did not take action, mostly because of the Lingshuang Iron Cavalry."

"Yes, in that case, taking action would mean death. They are not afraid of death and will not die in vain." No matter how unafraid of death, people will not die worthless.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It will be difficult down there, you have to be careful." "Yes." Huang Shirong looked solemn.

Next, even if a member of the Dazhen Mission is injured, the Zhenwu Division will be blamed. No one from the Zhenwu Division in Yujing can escape punishment. "The Dazhen Mission is guarded by two great masters, so there is no need to worry about the four sides. Instead, keep an eye on people traveling.”

"Two?" "Two."

"...Okay." Huang Shirong nodded slowly: "Then keep an eye on them when they travel....They may think it is surveillance." "We can only let them think about it," Chu Zhiyuan said.

In fact, they should also be monitored.

Everyone knows that Dazhen has secret spies in Dajing, and the arrival of the Dazhen mission will definitely contact the secret spy leader here. The relationship between countries is complicated, and the alliance between the two countries is not purely cooperation and closeness, as well as secret struggles.

They don't fight clearly, but they fight secretly.

The two sides chatted for a while and then separated.

After he left surrounded by the guards and gradually disappeared into the crowd in the distance, Wen Qianqian smiled and said, "Senior sister, why don't you ask him about his marriage to Miss Anguo Gongfu?" Huang Shirong shook her head.

Xu Mengyu said: "What's there to ask?"

"Is An Guogong's lady really so beautiful? She is the most beautiful woman in Yujing."

"Miss Xiao is very beautiful." Huang Shirong said, "I have seen her, and she is worthy of the name of the most beautiful woman in Yujing." Wen Qianqian sighed: "The fourth prince is really lucky to be able to marry the girl of An Guogong."

Huang Shirong smiled.

Xu Mengyu said: "The fourth prince is still very powerful." "But his reputation is not big enough." Wen Qianqian said.

"Sooner or later he will make his mark." Xu Mengyu said with a smile: "If he were an ordinary prince, how would Senior Sister Huang value him?" They could all see that Huang Shirong valued Chu Zhiyuan.

This emphasis is not because of his status as the prince, but because of his ability.

They had never seen Chu Zhiyuan's powerful abilities, so they had always been curious and paid close attention to Sifangguan.

Dazhenyuan

In a study room in a spacious courtyard, Cheng Tianfeng pressed his hand on the desk and looked at a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man has an average appearance and is wearing a green robe, which is the official robe of an official below the sixth rank of Dajing. He is standing respectfully in front of the desk. "Chu Zhiyao has come back?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, Chu Zhiyao has been back for six days. Prince Xuan held a birthday banquet two days ago, and Chu Zhiyao personally received the guests." "Sure enough, he is back." Cheng Tianfeng said calmly: "Where is the other one?"

"According to the news I got, Chu Zhihua is still in the army and has not returned."

"In addition to the two of them, there is another innate, Chu Zhiyuan, Prince Qing's crown prince?" "Yes, the crown prince should pay attention to this Chu Zhiyuan."

"You have to pay attention to a person who has just entered Xiantian? What's more, he is the eldest son of Prince Qing, so he will not be favored by Emperor Dajing, right?"

Prince Qing's Mansion had been sealed for thirty years, and it was not favored by the emperor, so it would not benefit from Tianbaosi's various cultivation resources.

So nothing to be afraid of.

"The villain risked his life to find out the news. This Chu Zhiyuan obtained twenty monsters during the winter hunting and obtained a ninth-level skill. He should have mastered some kind of amazing power." The middle-aged man in green robe said in a deep voice. Said: "Although the level of cultivation is not high, the ability to kill is strong." "Hmm, is it possible to temporarily replace Chu Zhiyao?"

"I think it's possible," said the green-robed middle-aged man. "What state is he in now?"

"...No one has been able to find out." The green-robed middle-aged man hesitated: "Prince Qing's palace has been closed. Those who had previously infiltrated have been withdrawn. Now they are not recruiting anyone. Usually, the prince has been practicing in Mingwu Palace, only in Houhou. Tutang has demonstrated martial arts once, and he should have defeated the young leader of Hoututang."

"What kind of cultivation does that young leader have?" "The Second Level of Xiantian Tower."

"How is the young leader doing now?" "He has been practicing hard."

"This means that Chu Zhiyuan is not much better than him and is expected to catch up." "The prince is wise."

"It's nothing. It's a pity that I can't meet this person. Once I see him, I can almost judge the reality."

"Your Majesty, I met him today. He is a member of the Ministry of Rites, and he was among the first few who were greeted today." "Oh——?"

Cheng Tianfeng frowned and began to recall in his mind, and finally nodded slowly: "That's the only thing the young man said, and he looks calm." "Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe agreed.

He had always had the illusion that Cheng Tianfeng and the Fourth Prince of Dajing were brothers, because their temperaments were so similar. They were both calm, calm, and calm, and it seemed that nothing could change their temperament.

This is a kind of character formed by talent and acquired cultivation. It is a character that one has been pursuing and honing to cultivate.

"It's interesting," Cheng Tianfeng laughed: "Just after leaving the Mingwu Hall, he actually entered the Ministry of Etiquette. He is someone who does not pursue spiritual practice and has an indifferent temperament?" Then he added: "Of course, he may also be afraid of death."

"Probably he is afraid of death." The middle-aged man in green robe said with a smile: "He acts too steadily and always protects him."

Other princes and princes are very annoyed by the guards. They feel that they are always following them. If they can reduce the number of guards, they will reduce them. If they can do without guards, they will not use them. But he is different. He is afraid that there are not enough guards. If not, he still has to guard Qing. The palace will probably bring all the guards.

Moreover, he has no curiosity about the lives of the people, nor is he interested in eating, drinking and having fun. This is so contrary to the temperament of young people. There is only one possibility, that is, he is afraid of death.

"There's nothing wrong with being afraid of death." Cheng Tianfeng laughed.

There are always some pustules in the royal family, incompetent guys, as timid as mice, life-saving, wretched, and not worth looking at.

"Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe said: "Your Majesty, we have collected as much information as possible on the fourth prince, but the time is too short and far from enough." "This is almost enough," Cheng Tianfeng said: "He and Duke An Guo's Mansion The young lady got married?"

"yes."

"The most beautiful woman in Yujing, have you seen her?"

"I haven't seen this villain before, but I haven't seen anyone who is not convinced. She must be extremely beautiful." "The most beautiful woman in Yujing..." Cheng Tianfeng smiled.

The middle-aged man in green robe sighed secretly.

This prince is good at everything, he is calm and elegant, has excellent qualifications, and is a direct disciple of the imperial master. He is expected to inherit the throne. But he has a fatal flaw: he is lustful.

Like women. Extremely fond of women.

It is said that this is not only the blood inheritance of the Dazhen royal family, but also the secret mentality of the Dazhen royal family.

He could deduce that if Cheng Tianfeng won and had to choose between the princess and Xiao Ruoling, Cheng Tianfeng would definitely choose Xiao Ruoling. But now Xiao Ruoling is married, and he is also the eldest son of Prince Qing.

If he brought it up again, Emperor Dajing would not be able to agree.

But even if Emperor Dajing didn't agree, as long as the prince brought it up, he would become a mortal enemy of Prince Qing. The hatred of seizing his wife was a great shame and humiliation.

They are here for alliance, not enmity.

Cheng Tianfeng glanced at him and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just curious about what the most beautiful woman in Yujing looks like. I have to take a look." "Yes." The middle-aged man in green robe felt a chill in his heart.

He didn't believe this.

I'm so curious now, and once I see a real person, I'm afraid I won't be able to extricate myself.

And as the heir apparent with the highest qualifications, he has always had everything he wanted, and there was nothing he couldn't get.

What's more, the crown prince already has several top-notch beauties from Dazhen in his house, and not all of them are in love with each other. The Dazhen royal family regards this kind of thing as a romantic affair and does not feel dissatisfied.
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