Chapter five hundred and sixty seventh wind and rain
Gongziyu looked at Emperor Zhou, and Emperor Zhou also stared at Gongziyu.
If we only rely on his appearance, this man in white is indeed a talented man who can match the Mingyue Emperor. But the royal family will naturally not treat a person based on his appearance.
His academic ability, classics, and character must be of the highest quality. But after all, this person is the nephew of the prince and grand master. Emperor Zhou also trusted him and would definitely not ask a mediocre person to propose marriage. Furthermore, the third master
He is dedicated to fulfilling his duties and is sincerely devoted to the royal family. It would be chilling if he refused.
Emperor Zhou pondered for a moment and said: "I can't make the final decision on this matter. After all, it is a major event in Zhiruo's life, and we still need her opinion."
After saying this, Emperor Zhou looked at Prince Jing, thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, Zhiruo is your sister, what do you think?"
After hearing the words, King Jing thought for a moment. Originally, this was the reason for meeting the Holy Spirit. But at this moment, the Crown Prince and Grand Master had already spoken, and he absolutely could not express this matter directly.
If he mentioned this matter, it would inevitably make Emperor Zhou worried.
The Third Division was never involved in party disputes. If Prince Jing also mentioned it, it would definitely remind Emperor Zhou of the fact that the Crown Prince and Grand Master had already stood behind Prince Jing and strengthened it through marriage.
Although the prince and grand master had no real power in the court, he had never been involved in the affairs of the court. But after all, he was the teacher who taught the intellectual education of the Zhou emperor and the former prince. He was a great Confucian in the Zhou Dynasty. He had students all over the world, including the minister of rites and the emperor of the country.
Wine is his disciple.
If the prince and grand master really wanted to get involved in the court, it would be enough to change the current situation. Naturally, Emperor Zhou would not allow the prince and grand master to get involved in party disputes.
The third division is the tutor of the future prince, not the flames of party disputes. Therefore, if Prince Jing mentioned it directly, the marriage would definitely be rejected by Emperor Zhou.
Prince Jing thought for a while and said: "This man is handsome. Based on his appearance alone, he can indeed be compared with Zhi Ruo. But the most indispensable thing in the world is those skinny people. If he is based on his appearance alone, he may not be able to get into Zhi Ruo.
If it’s in the eyes.”
Emperor Zhou nodded and said, "What the emperor said is true."
At this moment, the Crown Prince and the Grand Master spoke up and said: "Your Majesty, this old minister's nephew is excellent at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and music, and even his knowledge is better than that of the old. Given time, he will definitely surpass him.
Old minister, just like this chess skill, he can now surpass the national player Yang Jiaqing!"
Emperor Zhou was stunned when he heard the words, and couldn't help but laugh: "Master Li, you said that this person's knowledge is better than the old. I naturally agree. Students all over the world are addicted to chapter books every day. Sooner or later, one day, they will surpass you, a contemporary."
Great Confucian. But if I say that this person's chess skills are better than Mr. Yang's, I can only think that Master Li is joking."
The Crown Prince smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you might as well ask Yang Jiaqing to come out and play a game with my nephew. If my nephew loses, I am willing to resign and return to old age."
Emperor Zhou was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "You old guy is just fooling around, but since Master Li has so much confidence in your nephew, let's have a game with Mr. Yang."
As he finished speaking, the eunuch beside Emperor Zhou shouted loudly, his high-pitched voice a bit harsh.
"The national master Yang Jiaqing enters the palace!"
After about an hour of incense, an old man in gray clothes entered the hall.
This old man is the current national player Yang Jiaqing, Mr. Yang.
Mr. Yang knelt down to perform the sacrament, then stood up and heard the words of Emperor Zhou.
"Anyone wants to play a game with me?" Mr. Yang was a little disdainful, but when he saw the person who wanted to play with him, he was stunned and his eyes were a little dodgey.
Gongziyu clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Junior Li Yu, please ask Mr. Yang for advice on chess skills."
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Emperor Zhou had already ordered his people to arrange the chessboard, and only the national players Yang Jiaqing and Gongziyu were left to sit down and play the game.
"It's you!" Mr. Yang, the national player, was shocked when he saw Gongziyu.
He claimed to have never lost a single game, but in fact he had three defeats.
Seven years ago, he was traveling around the world, and on a whim, he arranged an endgame in the market. Even he spent a lot of time solving the endgame.
Go is the national game and has been popular for thousands of years. Even ordinary people know how to play it. For this game, you pay a copper coin. If you can crack it, you will get a hundred taels of silver as a reward, which naturally attracts many people.
But those people were defeated after a few rounds. When Mr. Yang felt that no one could solve the game, a man in white appeared.
This man brought Black Zi back to life with just one move, and even blocked all Bai Zi's paths. He was the most wonderful hand in the world.
Mr. Yang was horrified. Even he had never thought that the path to death could actually lead to death and life.
He saw that the man in white was a master of Go. So he asked to play a game with him to save his face. But after this game, in the middle of the game, he had no way out.
As a contemporary national player, how could Mr. Yang admit defeat so easily? He played another round with the man in white, but was defeated in the middle set. After three rounds, the same situation happened.
After taking away three hundred taels of silver, the man in white didn't want to do it again and asked Mr. Yang to practice for a few more years, which made Yang Jiaqing feel depressed and wanted to vomit blood.
He never mentioned this loss to others. Outsiders didn't know it, and he still had no defeat. But in the past seven years, he had been trembling with fear, worried that that person would appear.
Unexpectedly, today, that person finally appeared.
"Mr. Yang, please." Gongziyu smiled slightly and took his seat first.
Yang Jiaqing had no choice but to do so. There was Emperor Zhou and a great Confucian in the palace. The prince then refused and had no choice but to sit down.
Gongziyu smiled and said: "The older man plays first, sir."
After saying that, Gongziyu pushed the jade box containing Baizi over.
"You didn't let Mr. Yang give way? Instead, you let him go first?" Emperor Zhou was also stunned when he saw this scene.
Mr. Yang felt bitter in his heart. If he really gave in, he would lose even faster.
Gongziyu shook his head and smiled, saying: "How can we give in to each other in a game of chess? Mr. Yang, please."
Mr. Yang nodded, his expression became completely serious, and he took the white seat first to reserve a seat.
The situation in all directions was decided, but the national player Yang Jiaqing acted in his usual style and thought about capturing the Chinese side from the very beginning.
The flames of war broke out, and Gongziyu chuckled and followed closely. In this game, the flames of war started from there and spread to the entire game. There were still few moves and the game was large, so neither side could make an accurate calculation. But from this situation
Look, Mr. Yang has the upper hand.
Mr. Yang, the national player, has the ability to bring heaven and earth together, turning chess into the universe. He is good at using chaos to create chaos. It is precisely because of this that the last thing that all chess players in the world want to do is to play against Mr. Yang.
Faced with this chaotic battle, Gongziyu began to get into Bai Mu's eyes and used attack as war.
On the chessboard, the war is even more intense, and it is already in the middle stage. The pattern in the middle has been decided, and the war has begun to spread to all directions.
Even Emperor Zhou was horrified to see this chaotic battle. He stood up from the dragon chair, walked to the chessboard, and watched the game.
At this moment, the chessboard is no longer a chessboard, but the sky of chaos.
Mr. Yang was sweating profusely, but Gongziyu's face remained extremely calm.
At this moment, Gong Ziyu made a clever move and pointed at the upper corner, blocking the path of Bai Zi in the upper corner. Mr. Yang had no choice but to abandon this territory and start fighting below.
Time passed, and in the end the game was won by the son's jade chess piece.
Mr. Yang wiped his cold sweat, thought for a while, and said: "I am completely convinced."
He knew that the man in white didn't want him to lose badly, so he secretly wanted to do so. But even so, it still made it difficult for him to fight.
"It was the old gentleman who gave in to me, otherwise the younger generation would not have been able to win." Gongziyu shook his head and said politely.
"Good chess!" At this moment, Emperor Zhou spoke.
"Whether it's Mr. Yang or not, you can reach this point with Mr. Yang. Your chess skills are already advanced. After Mr. Yang retires from the chess world, you will undoubtedly be the next generation of national players."
Gongziyu smiled and said, "What about this marriage?"
Emperor Zhou thought for a while and said: "Zhiruo still has to agree to this matter. But don't worry, I will definitely say a few nice words for you in front of her."
"Your Majesty, then the marriage is settled." The Crown Prince smiled and said: "Your Majesty! In fact, Emperor Mingyue specifically asked an old minister to be the matchmaker for her to propose marriage. My nephew
My son has been in love with Emperor Mingyue for a long time. After all, Emperor Ji is the daughter of the family, so I am embarrassed to speak to you. Then Emperor Mingyue is waiting outside the palace."
Emperor Zhou was stunned when he heard this and said: "Is this really true?"
The Crown Prince and Grand Master bowed and said loudly: "I dare not deceive the Holy Lord! Your Majesty summons Mingyue Emperor and you will know the truth."
Emperor Zhou thought for a while and said: "Then I will summon Zhiruo into the palace. If this is what she wishes in her heart, I will agree."
Emperor Mingyue walked into the palace and saw clearly the face of the man in white. This was also the first time she completely saw Gongziyu's face.
For some reason, when Emperor Mingyue saw Gongziyu again, her jade face couldn't help but blush.
"Zhiruo has met my father and asked him to agree." Mingyue Emperor Ji saluted and spoke softly.
In Prince Ning's mansion, the sound of cracking porcelain kept resounding.
"Trash! More than a thousand martial arts masters and two powerful people from the Tianji Ranking personally took action and actually let Zhou Wei return to the capital!"
"His Royal Highness Prince Ning! Prince Jing has been prepared for this time. Kaishanjian and Huang Buqun are also dead. I am afraid that there may be more than one strong person on the Tianji List beside Prince Jing."
"It seems that I am going to Ba Dao Villa." Prince Ning was extremely angry.
At this moment, a voice sounded outside the house.
"Your Highness Prince Ning, someone wants to see you!"
"No!" Prince Ning scolded him, but immediately said, "Wait a minute! Who wants to see me?"
The man outside the room replied: "I don't know, but there is a man next to that man who is very strong in martial arts. Even the old slave is no match for him. He is already in the palace. The man wants the old slave to tell you that when the nine days are coming, if His Highness does not want this
The position of crown prince is definitely gone."
"Jiutian?" Prince Ning frowned, suddenly thought of something, his body suddenly shook, and then he was ecstatic.
"Hurry up and invite that person in! No! I will greet you personally." Prince Ning glanced at the woman next to him and said, "Shame, please pack up the study quickly. I will come back as soon as I go."
When Prince Jing came to the front yard, he saw two men.
A man is wearing gray clothes and has black hair. But under the black hair, there is an extremely wrinkled face. The other man is a handsome young man wearing a golden robe. Under this young man's face
Behind his back is a big sword.
The young man has a thin body and a small smile. Standing behind the man in gray, his whole body exudes the power of a mountain.
"Master!" Prince Ning also thought to himself when he saw this young man. With this momentum, he is undoubtedly a first-class master.
It's just that the man in gray clothes looks really ordinary. But the young man is obviously the guard in gray clothes.
Prince Ning thought for a moment, and although he already had a guess in his mind, he smiled, clasped his fists, and said, "I wonder who these two friends are?"
The young man was the first to speak: "One god, two saints, and three demons. This young master is one of the two saints, the Taoist saint. This gentleman is Jiutian."
The man with a face full of withered skin said: "I am the Lord Zhu Tianjun of Southwest Jiutian."
Emperor Zhou personally granted the marriage, and three days later, there was the grandest wedding in Kyoto.
Even Tianji Pavilion sent congratulatory gifts, and Li Fujia, the leader of Tianji Pavilion, even gave out a million taels of gold to congratulate him.
This wedding, after all, was the wedding of Zhou Zhiruo, the beauty number one, and it shocked the entire world.
Some people expressed dissatisfaction with this wedding. The beauty ranked first, and the young master ranked first. This young master Yu and Zhou Zhiruo have always been a good story that people talk about.
But the beauty chose someone else for the top spot. This makes everyone in the world sad.
This wedding was, after all, the wedding of the nephew of the Crown Prince, Grand Master Li Shi, and Princess Mingyue, and all the civil and military officials in the court came to congratulate them.
At night, after drinking, the bridal chamber is filled with flowers and candles.
Gongziyu stopped in front of the wedding room, stood under the eaves and looked up at the bright starry sky, feeling a little melancholy, and then laughed again.
Gongziyu opened the door and walked into the room. When he walked into this room, there would be an undercurrent in Kyoto. This week, the pattern of the Zhou Dynasty would begin to change.
Inside the house, the woman was wearing red clothes and a red veil.
Gongziyu came to her, lifted up the red gauze with a jade pole, and revealed her stunning face. Under that red makeup, it was so touching.
I don't know whether it was the warm candlelight or the red makeup, but Emperor Mingyue's face was red with a hint of shame.
"Jade Master"
Mingyue Diji thought for a while and finally said this word. In her mind, she only thought about the bridal chamber.
Although she is now twenty-three years old. At this age, other women have already married their husbands and raised children. But she is the Mingyue Emperor and has a very high vision, so she has never found her beloved.
As early as she was ignorant of the matter between men and women, Emperor Mingyue would have been thinking about what her husband would be like in the future, and whether it would be like what was written in the book, where the two of them would treat each other as guests and grow old together.
Emperor Mingyue is still very grateful to Emperor Zhou for being able to rule the world. Otherwise, she would have become a victim of political marriages in the previous dynasty with her beauty. During the previous dynasty, how many emperors had married princes from other countries?
Because of this, Emperor Mingyue waited for this person.
Gongziyu smiled slightly and said frivolously: "I am already your husband, please call me husband."
After hearing this, Emperor Mingyue's face turned even redder, as if she was about to bleed. She hesitated, and finally murmured.
"Ms. sir~"
Gongziyu nodded and said softly: "Madam."
This night is destined to be a sleepless night. The floating candlelight, the shaking sound of the bed, and the shameful woman panting. In the ears of Gongziyu, a master of music, it is naturally the most beautiful music in the world.
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Zhou Zhiruo felt the soreness and numbness all over her body and the confusion of emotions. She slowly closed her eyes and began to relax her mind, catering to the man who was moving in and out of her body.
Hong Hua fell off the bed, but she didn't feel any pain, nor any disgust or discomfort. Instead, she fell into a gentle dream.
At this moment, she was like a scabbard, and the man on her body was the peerless sword that she had been waiting for.
The sword and the scabbard naturally fit perfectly.
At the third watch of the night, the young master was in his study, lying on a bamboo couch and looking at the scroll in his hand.
At this moment, a dark shadow appeared on the window paper outside the house.
Gongziyu's narrowed eyes slowly opened, but his eyes never moved away from the scroll in his hand.
There was a creak outside the door, and a tall figure walked in slowly.
"Young Pavilion Master!"
This tall man is the Blood Demon, one of the Three Demons and Five Swords.
Gongziyu nodded, stood up and sat down. He said, "Is it done?"
The Blood Demon nodded and said: "The Southwest Zhu Tianjun has contacted Prince Ning."
The corners of Gongziyu's lips were slightly raised, with a strong smile. He said: "Mr. Zhu Tianjun of Southwest. What about Mr. Haotian?"
The blood demon threw the black cloth in his hand to the ground, and a grunting sound suddenly sounded, and a big head rolled down.
"If you win one of the Nine Heavens, you will win the world. Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao, the previous generation of Lord Haotian has long recognized you as the next generation of Lord Haotian. It is a pity that you took action one step ahead. If it had been a few days later, you would have been waiting for the name of Nine Heavens. Based on this experience, your name as Haotian is justifiable, and so many people would not have died during the chaos in Zhou Dynasty."
"After all, Lord Haotian is the person behind Emperor Zhou. Now that he is dead, I'm afraid he will be disturbed." Gorefiend thought for a while and said.
"The Lord Youtian of the Northwest has come to the capital of the Zhou Dynasty in my name, and he must be in the capital now. With his skill of disguise, no one in the world can see through it. His military theory is better than that of Yang Xiao, so he Let him take over the identity of Lord Haotian.
As he finished speaking, a figure walked out of the door. The person's appearance was exactly the same as the head on the ground. It was as if it was reflected in a mirror.
The man walked up to the head, took out a porcelain gun, and poured out some medicinal powder. Under the powder, the head instantly turned into a pool of red water.
When the Blood Demon saw this person coming, he twitched his lips slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Young Pavilion Master, since Lord Youtian has arrived, I would like to take my leave!"
After the blood demon left, Northwest Youtianjun walked up to Gongziyu, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Congratulations to the young master on your marriage to the most beautiful woman." Northwest Youtianjun looks like a middle-aged man with gray hair at the moment, but his voice is as beautiful as a woman's.
"Thank you!" Gongziyu chuckled and sat on the bamboo raft again.
"Sir, how does Mingyue Diji taste? Doesn't it have a unique flavor?" Then Northwest Youtianjun walked up to Gongziyu and actually lay in his arms.
Gongziyu felt the softness in his arms, shook his head and said with a smile: "Stop, I am a married man now."
No one would have thought that the Northwest Youtian Lord among the Nine Heavens would actually be Yun Jiuzhi, who ranked seventh on the beauty list.