"Mobei Hanjian is coming to Shangyong. I, the king, did not greet you. It is really rude." Xie Yan's voice suddenly sounded outside.
When he spoke, his voice was still at the gate. Before he finished speaking, Xie Yanren had already arrived outside the gate of Luoyuexuan.
"Ayan, are you back?" Luo Junyao saw Xie Yan standing at the door, a happy smile appeared on his pretty face, he got up and walked quickly towards him.
Xie Yan reached out to pick her up in his arms, lowered his head and looked carefully before turning his eyes to the middle-aged man sitting aside.
The middle-aged man stood up and said: "How dare you, a common man in the countryside, work on His Majesty the Regent?"
Xie Yan took Luo Junyao's hand and walked back to the hall to sit down and said, "The last time I saw Mr. Qu was fifteen years ago. We haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing, sir?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, smiling slightly, "Qu Mou failed to achieve anything, which made the prince laugh."
Fifteen years ago, he was the famous Mobei Han Sword Qufang in the border areas. The masters inside and outside the border towns bowed to him and responded to him. Even Xie Bian, who was about to dominate the world at that time, also treated him with courtesy.
At that time, Xie Yan was still a young boy who was following Emperor Dasheng. Although his strength was not weak, it was not enough for him to take notice of him.
Fifteen years later, the name of Mobei Hanjian had long been forgotten. The young man at that time was already the regent of Dasheng with great military exploits and a reputation that shocked the world.
Faced with such a gap, it is impossible for even a determined master like him to say that he does not have any disturbance in his heart.
Xie Yan nodded and moved his eyes to Bai Jingrong.
Bai Jingrong walked to the opposite side of Qu Fang and sat down. She smiled sweetly and said, "I'm here uninvited. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Xie Yan said: "Mrs. Rong is polite, it just so happens... When I was young, I was not lucky enough to learn the strength of Mobei's No. 1 Sword. I don't know today?"
Obviously, he also knew the purpose of Bai Jingrong and his party's visit today.
Qu Fang said in a deep voice: "Of course I'll accompany you."
"please."
In the center of the martial arts arena in the Regent's Palace, Xie Yan and Qu Fang stood facing each other.
Outside the martial arts arena, Luo Junyao and Bai Jingrong stood quietly to one side. Not far behind Bai Jingrong, there was the young man with the knife, but Musa was missing.
Bai Jingrong glanced at him and frowned slightly and asked, "Where did Musa go?"
The young man said in a deep voice: "Leave with the little girl next to Princess Chu."
Hearing this, Luo Junyao was a little surprised and looked at Ling Lan, who was standing not far behind him.
Ling Lan nodded lightly towards her, and Luo Junyao smiled at Bai Jingrong and said, "Mrs. Rong, don't worry, the visitor is a guest, and the Prince of Chu knows how to treat guests." This means that Musa is not in the Prince Regent's Palace.
Something will happen.
Bai Jingrong smiled, "Young people are ignorant and make the princess laugh."
Luo Junyao smiled and said: "Children are not sensible, please let Mrs. Rong Haihan be the wiser."
Musa is indeed a young man, compared with him, Qin Yaoer is just a child.
Bai Jingrong looked at Luo Junyao with more thoughtful eyes, "Princess Chu doesn't look like General Luo's daughter."
Luo Junyao looked calm and said with a smile, "Mrs. Rong doesn't look like a noblewoman from aristocratic family."
Bai Jingrong was startled, and then there was a hint of ridicule on her face, "Who said that a noble daughter from an aristocratic family must abide by those rules and be dignified and virtuous?"
Luo Jun smiled and said, "So, who says what General Luo's daughter must look like?"
After saying this, the two of them stopped talking and turned their eyes to the center of the martial arts field at the same time.
The sound of swords being unsheathed sounded almost at the same time, and the two people who were still relatively silent spun up at the same time. In an instant, the two of them had exchanged dozens of moves in mid-air.
Xie Yan's sword is simple and sharp, and there doesn't seem to be anything surprising in appearance.
This sword was specially made for him by the late emperor before he went to the battlefield for the first time. Although it was not an ancient magic weapon, it was still a rare weapon.
Although there are no men who are not good at magical weapons, Xie Yan himself is not obsessed with weapons. He has always used this sword in his battles in the north and south in these years.
Qu Fang's sword looks a little wider. It's made of unknown materials. The blade is a bit colder gray than ordinary swords. The sword is engraved with complex ancient patterns, which is somewhat like an ancient heavy sword.
, but it is much thinner and more flexible than the heavy sword.
Although he has been unknown for more than ten years, Qu Fang was already recognized as a master of swordsmanship outside the Great Wall of the Central Plains twenty years ago.
More than ten years have passed, and even though his strength has not improved drastically, it will never be worse than it was more than ten years ago.
Not only Luo Junyao, but also the young man with the knife and Ling Lan stared at the two people in the martial arts arena, and couldn't bear to look away from each other for a moment.
As long as they are martial arts practitioners, I am afraid that no one can resist the temptation of watching such a duel between two masters.
Therefore, at this time, the only person on the edge of the martial arts arena who was not interested in the competition was Bai Jingrong.
It can't be said that Bai Jingrong is completely uninterested. Bai Jingrong is just not interested in the process. She doesn't understand martial arts and just wants to know the results.
When experts compete with each other, the best choice is the wilderness.
Luo Junyao couldn't help but complain in his heart when the master hit the first wave of internal energy and quickly retreated.
In the beginning, the two of them were a bit polite. They just competed with swordsmanship. Although it was not as grand as the battle between Yu Chen and Xie Yan yesterday, the exquisite swordsmanship was actually more valuable to martial arts practitioners.
Visibility.
However, the two men fought for almost half an hour without a winner. Bai Jingrong, who was completely confused, had already impatiently sat aside to rest.
I don't know whether the two men have already learned each other's sword skills and have no patience to delay any longer, or whether they simply want to learn each other's internal strength again. The sword moves swung by both sides invariably brought out strong internal strength.
Because of Xie Yan's strength, the palace's martial arts arena was originally built with special materials. Even if a person with great natural strength hit it with a hammer hundreds of times, it might not be able to damage much, but these two people swung their swords and the ground was shattered.
A crack opened in an instant.
Luo Junyao retreated quickly, flew up to the wall more than ten feet away, and then stood still. When he looked towards the martial arts field, he could only see two figures, one at a time, and things around him were being destroyed due to the vertical and horizontal sword energy.
Already.
Bai Jingrong was also brought to the corner by the young man. He seemed to sigh and said: "I didn't expect that the King of Chu could actually compete with Qu Fang."
Luo Junyao lowered his head and glanced at Bai Jingrong. After hearing this, Bai Jingrong originally thought that Xie Yan couldn't beat Qu Fang?
Bai Jingrong raised her head and smiled at Luo Junyao who was standing on the wall: "I really envy Princess Chu."
"Why do you envy me?" Luo Junyao was puzzled.
Bai Jingrong sighed: "If I could also practice martial arts, many things might be easier. It's a pity..."
The young man next to him whispered: "Madam, why should you be worried? Even if you can't practice martial arts, Madam is still unmatched. We will protect her to the death."
Bai Jingrong shook her head, raised her head and asked Luo Junyao, "Does Princess Chu know why we must come to ask the regent for martial arts lessons?"
Luo Junyao sat down on the wall, thought for a while and said: "It seems that Mr. Qu was also a famous figure back then? If he defeated the Regent of Dasheng today, he would naturally become famous again, and people would know about Mobei Hanjian.
His strength is not as good as before. People who followed Mr. Qu or had friendship with Mr. Qu may also know. Moreover, with such a master beside Mrs. Rong, many people in Shangyong will naturally not dare to act rashly."
Bai Jingrong smiled and said: "Princess Chu is really smart, but I can't help it. There are a lot of people in Yonghuang City who don't like me. It's not that I'm not afraid of them making trouble for me, I'm just afraid of accidentally hurting someone.
It will be difficult to discuss the rest of the matter. I have no choice but to offend the host."
Luo Jun looked up to the sky and rolled his eyes. In the final analysis, he was using Xie Yan's reputation to tell those who wanted her life in Shangyong: If you don't have the ability of the regent, don't die, otherwise everyone will be harmed.
"What if Mr. Qu loses?" Luo Junyao asked.
Bai Jingrong was startled and said with a smile: "Princess Chu is so confident in King Chu? Why? Princess Chu doesn't know Qu Fang's reputation back then, right?"
Luo Junyao smiled and said, "Because he is good-looking."
When these words came out, not only Bai Jingrong was stunned for a moment, but even the young man raised his head and glanced at Luo Junyao.
Bai Jingrong chuckled and shook her head without saying anything. She was still a little unsure about the details of Luo Yun, her precious daughter.
But no matter what kind of person she is, we are not the same as her.
While the two were talking, the fighting in the martial arts arena became more and more intense.
There was a final loud noise, and after the smoke and dust cleared, the two men retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena and stood still.
At a glance, there was a pit about a foot in diameter in the middle of the martial arts arena that was originally half a man tall and five feet square. The entire martial arts arena was covered with irregular cracks, the largest of which was as wide as a palm.
The martial arts arena was also surrounded by countless debris and rocks, making it look like a mess as if it had been blasted by artillery shells.
It was time to rebuild the martial arts field again, which was too expensive. Luo Junyao couldn't help but complain secretly in his heart.
"Is the fight finished?" Bai Jingrong asked.
Luo Junyao jumped down from the wall and said, "The fight is over."
"Who loses and who wins?" Bai Jingrong said.
Both of them were standing, and no one was injured or lying on the ground or bleeding. With Bai Jingrong's eyesight, it was impossible to tell who was winning and who was losing.
Luo Junyao smiled and said: "Of course Ayan won!" He ignored Bai Jingrong and headed towards the martial arts arena that had been turned into ruins.
Xie Yan put away the long sword casually and glanced at Qu Fang, who was silent opposite him, with deep eyes, "I admire you."
Qu Fang glanced at Bai Jingrong, who was not far away, and Luo Junyao, who was coming towards them, and said, "Young people are scary. I never had such strength when I was your age."
After saying that, he also sheathed the sword, and the bit under his feet was swept away like a thunderous giant.
"Are you okay?" Luo Junyao raised his head and looked at Xie Yan who fell in front of him with concern.
Xie Yan raised his hand to wipe away the blood on the corner of his lips and said with a smile, "It's okay."
Luo Junyao blinked his eyes, and Xie Yan smiled and said: "It's still a little inferior. I lost. Will you be disappointed?"
Luo Junyao said: "You will win soon, but the sooner the better."
Xie Yan raised his eyebrows, "Why?"
Luo Junyao said: "You are only thirty years old, and he is already over fifty. If you can defeat him in ten years, others will say that you bully the old man and cannot win with force. And..."
Luo Junyao turned back and glanced at Qu Fang, who was talking to Bai Jingrong not far away. He stood on tiptoe slightly and whispered in his ear: "Besides, I doubt he will live for a few years."
Xie Yan was a little surprised, "Why is this?"
He could tell that Yaoyao didn't say this because she lost to Qu Fang, and she was angry and cursing him in her heart. She really thought so, and even felt a little sorry for Qu Fang.
Luo Junyao just shook his head and said nothing, because Bai Jingrong and three others were already walking over.
"It's really rude. We are willing to compensate the palace for all losses."
Qu Fang's win seemed to put Bai Jingrong in a good mood, she said to the two of them with a smile.
Xie Yan said: "A battle with a master like Mr. Qu is rare. I have benefited a lot. How can I still make my wife spend money?"
Bai Jingrong was just being polite. Since Xie Yan said this, she naturally no longer insisted, so she nodded and said: "In that case, we are disturbing you today. Please have a good rest, King Chu. We will see you tomorrow."
Xie Yan nodded, "I won't give it away."
Soon a steward came to escort Bai Jingrong and the others out. Luo Junyao looked at Xie Yan worriedly, "Is everything really okay?"
Xie Yan chuckled lightly and said: "It's just a discussion, not a life and death battle, what can happen?"
A flash of light flashed in Luo Junyao's mind, and he looked at Xie Yan for a while without saying anything.
Xie Yan took her hand and walked outside. Luo Junyao asked, "If people know that you lost to Qu Fang, wouldn't it bring disgrace to the Prince Regent's palace?"
Xie Yan said: "It's not like I've never lost before. It's not a shame to lose to a master like Qu Fang. It's a good thing that this battle can calm down a lot of people. If a big mess happens, everyone will be uncomfortable."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Luo Junyao couldn't help but turn his head and look at him, "So you are calling this for others to see? How much effort did you make?"
Don't tell her that the entire martial arts stage was damaged and it turned out to be a fooling exhibition?
Xie Yan chuckled and said: "It's rare to meet a master like Qu Fang, how can you not go all out?"
"..." How can I believe your performance?
There was such a big commotion in the martial arts arena, and it was impossible for people who also lived in the palace to be completely unaware of it.
The two of them had just returned to their room and changed their clothes when the steward came to report, "Mr. Song, please see me."
After a while, Song Wenyue was invited into the study.
After resting all night and changing his clothes, Song Wenyue looked more energetic than yesterday. However, the excessive wear and tear on his body could not be made up for in an instant, and his face still showed obvious illness and weakness.
Seeing him come in, Xie Yan immediately stood up to greet him, "Mr. Song, please sit down."
Song Wenyue thanked Xie Yan before sitting down. After Xie Yan sat down, he asked: "Sir, come here, but what do you want to say to this junior?"
Song Wenyue shook his head and said, "I have not heard about foreign affairs in the Qi tribe for many years. I have already become a useless old man. How can I dare to mention the prince?"
"Sir, you're welcome." Xie Yan said solemnly, "Sir, few are as resourceful as others. It would be a great honor for me if I could get your guidance. Nowadays, Dasheng has been plagued by war for many years, people's livelihood is difficult, and there are undercurrents inside and outside the court. Your Majesty is still young.
"Young man, Xie Yan has been fighting for many years and is not very proficient in the affairs of the court. I hope you will not give up and help me."
Song Wenyue looked at the man in front of him who had a graceful temperament but an extremely sincere expression, and felt very moved in his heart.
After looking at Xie Yan for a while, he sighed softly and said: "Your Majesty..."
Xie Yanjing listened to his words.
Just listen to Song Wenyue say in a deep voice: "Your Majesty has the spirit of our great ancestor and his majestic talent, and he also has the heart of the late emperor who cared for all the people. It is a great misfortune that our great ancestor died at a young age, but having this prince is a great success."
A blessing."
Xie Yan looked solemn, "Sir, I'm really ashamed to praise you so much."
Song Wenyue shook his head and said: "I am not saying this to flatter the prince. When the Qi people heard the news about Dasheng's successive victories on the battlefield, Wen Yue was happy but also often worried. The prince can sympathize with the hardships of the people.
It is extremely difficult to stop the war in time."
In the past, there were successive great prosperity, and the Qi people suffered consecutive defeats. There were voices from both the government and the opposition that wanted to completely annihilate the Qi people in one go and establish their immortal achievements.
Under such circumstances, as long as Xie Yan, who is both the regent and the commander-in-chief, is a little wavering or ambitious, the war between Dasheng and the Qi people can continue to rage for at least a few more years.
Xie Yan said: "What do you mean, sir?"
Song Wenyue sighed: "The Qi tribe was indeed defeated, but it was far from as weak as outsiders thought. Once Dasheng's troops penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Qi tribe, they would be deeply entangled and unable to end in a short period of time. By then... the war would drag on for a few more years.
, I’m afraid there will be civil strife in Dasheng again, right?”
Xie Yan looked solemn and nodded: "My uncle once mentioned that the plan was to end all wars before Taining eighteen years ago so that the people could recuperate. Even if there was a little fighting at the border during this period, it would not matter to the overall situation. At most, it would only take twenty
Years will surely make the border barbarians dare not invade. It’s a pity..."
It is a pity that Taining's plan to completely annihilate the Bai family in the 17th year failed, and the remnants of the Bai family escaped. After only seven or eight years, two generations of emperors died, and Yu Shen defected to the enemy in the middle. It can only be said that God has not blessed the prosperity.
.
Fortunately, General Luo is loyal and has been firmly guarding the southwest of Dasheng.
Even if he had the slightest bit of ambition, Da Sheng has now returned to the war.
Song Wenyue sighed, "I have worked hard these years, Your Majesty."
"It's just a matter of duty."
Song Wenyue looked at Xie Yan and said, "Is the prince willing to help Bai Jingrong?"
Xie Yan did not answer, but asked: "What do you think, sir?"
Song Wenyue said: "I have thought for a long time along the way, and I am afraid that there is a vague tendency of division within the Qi tribe. Bai Jingrong's opponents want to go west and choose to cooperate with the Yin people, so Bai Jingrong can only go east to seek help from Dasheng. Although Bai Jingrong's son is
The prince of the Qi tribe has a Dasheng bloodline and his foundation is not stable. Without help, the position of the prince may not be stable."
Xie Yan nodded, "Sir, you still hope to support Ji Zhan's succession?"
Song Wenyue shook his head and said: "No, I met Ji Zhan before leaving. This man is deep-minded and ambitious, and he is very similar to Bai Jingrong and Ji Sui. If he ascends to a high position, he may be detrimental to Dasheng in the future. If the prince wants
To use the Bai family to balance the situation of the Qi people, I have a prince who can be considered."
"Sir, please give me some advice."
Song Wenyue was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Ninth Prince, Ji Rong."
