Wu Zheng rode on the horse and started walking gracefully. He preferred riding horses to studying in the classroom.
Not far away, the little dwarf was trying hard to get on the horse. Luochen happened to be right next to him. The little dwarf was working very hard, and the horse was much more obedient today than yesterday. But even so, he couldn't get on the horse.
.This horse is so tall for him!
But compared to the group of dumbfounded scholars, it is already good for the little dwarf to achieve this level. These scholars, until now, have not even been able to touch the body of a horse. They had already consulted many ancient books yesterday
, I have never seen a horse eat a human, but it is not uncommon for a human to eat a horse.
The bearded man was riding on the horse, and he was not going to teach these useless scholars at all. He felt that these guys just lacked the beatings in the world, and he would be able to do it if he was beaten. So he threw a few words at this group of scholars.
The next sentence: "You can take care of yourself, I believe in you." After saying that, he turned the horse's head and went to look for Xiaohua.
Mo Han was riding on the horse today, no longer as unfamiliar as yesterday. Wu Zheng approached him with a smug look on his face, and said while riding on the horse, "Luochen volunteered to teach the little dwarf, let me do it today."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Han smiled and said, "It just so happens that this princess has already learned it and doesn't need anyone to teach her." After that, he rode off on his horse.
Wu Zheng originally wanted to teach the princess by himself, but looking at the other party's proficiency in riding horses, he swallowed his words after all. Luochen, Luochen, why did you teach the princess so quickly, didn't you give me a chance? Helpless,
Wu Zheng could only smile and chase after Mo Han.
The news spread like wildfire that the Crown Prince of Nanyao Kingdom was going to be envoy to Beiliang, and all the people in the city were immediately excited. As a result, all the major teahouses, taverns, vegetable markets, crossroads, etc. were filled with enthusiastic people.
of discussion.
"Hey, have you heard that the crown prince of Nanyao Kingdom is coming as an envoy?"
"What prince, what kind of mission?"
"You don't even know this. Come on, let me explain it to you."
In the following days, this topic became very popular, as if you would be treated differently if you didn't know about it. Finally, this trend turned into a popularity. If anyone doesn't know about this,
When something happens, four or five people will suddenly pop out of nowhere and start chatting around that person.
And this news naturally reached the ears of many students in the academy. At this moment, in Wu Zheng's room, a new guest came.
"Prince Nanyao? I don't know him." Xiaohua sneered at this. He is not the prince of Beiliang, so is it important?
"Brother Hua is so humble." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled and said, "To be honest with you, I came here today just to invite the three of you to the banquet."
"Banquet?" Xiaohua frowned and crossed his legs. He became increasingly confused about this kind prince.
"Yes, the banquet will be held in the evening three days later."
Wu Zheng was eating melon seeds at the side, but when he suddenly heard the word "banquet", he immediately became energetic. He came over and asked with a smile on his face: "Since it is a banquet, won't there be a lot of delicious food?"
"What?" His Royal Highness was confused. He hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slowly. He felt that he couldn't keep up with Wu Zheng's rhythm. Can his speech jump like this?
Xiaohua didn't want to make any comments about this. It was too embarrassing. He didn't know this guy. He swore that he definitely didn't know him.
Unexpectedly, Luochen also said at this moment: "Do you have any wine?"
After hearing this, His Highness the Crown Prince was stunned again, "Wine?" Are these guys' thinking so fast? "Yes." The Crown Prince nodded affirmatively.
Xiaohua wanted to cry, wondering how she got to know these two guys. Before he could refuse, Wu Zheng and Luochen nodded, and they actually agreed with a smile.
"Since the three of you agree, I won't disturb you further and take my leave." After that, he exited the room with a slight smile.
Xiaohua smiled and sent him out, but when he turned around, his face was already a bit sulky. "Don't you two ask me what I want?"
"Don't you want to go?" Wu Zheng asked Xiaohua curiously like a salty fish baby.
Xiaohua's face twitched hard, it would be weird for him to want to go. His majesty, the Crown Prince, why would he invite you if he has nothing to do? Thinking about it, he must have other intentions. He curled his lips and decided not to reason with Wu Zheng. Even if he did,
No, his IQ doesn't understand. In short, Xiaohua is completely disappointed with Wu Zheng and Wu Zheng. What else can a foodie and a drinker do?
In the early morning of the next day, the Nanyao Kingdom's delegation had arrived at Beiliang Kingdom, and it was only two days away from the capital of Beiliang.
"Is this Beiliang?" A crisp voice sounded, and the person who spoke was an immature young man. This man was tall and tall, with a scimitar hanging from his waist.
"It's Beiliang." An old figure followed beside the young man, wearing a gray robe.
"Such a desolate and cold land is actually worthy of competing with me, Nan Yao." A trace of disdain and a mocking sneer flashed in the young man's eyes.
"Your Highness, you cannot underestimate him. Beiliang has a profound heritage and cannot be underestimated." The old man continued.
"Let's go." The young man did not answer. He was always like this, arrogant and domineering. He mounted his horse and directed the envoy to move forward.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of footsteps in the woods. Those sounds were very clear, and it was very clear when the feet stepped on the dry leaves.
When everyone in the envoy heard the sound, they immediately became alert and looked around. They were surrounded. The sound came from all directions, and it was obviously getting closer.
"Your Highness, withdraw first." The old man in gray robe lowered his head, still acting calm and composed.
"I never know what retreat means." The young man pulled out the scimitar from his waist and shouted loudly: "Fight me." At this moment, he stood astride the horse majestically.
Many envoys had never seen such a battle before. They were all civil servants, and there were not many soldiers accompanying them. It could be said that they had no room to resist when they were robbed and killed.
By the time everyone was ready, everyone drew their swords and prepared, the voice was already approaching.
As expected, they were a group of masked men, all in black. Each of them was holding a long sword, and the sword reflected the sunlight, telling others all the time that this was a dangerous item. They held the sword in the same posture.
The hilt of the sword happens to be made of iron.
The young man held a machete and looked around at the many men in black, and asked loudly: "Who is coming?" However, no one answered him this time.
The silence of many men in black was followed by a rush of people. Their numbers were superior, almost ten times or more.
A large number. This was almost a crushing, or harvesting. The spiritual power in their bodies boiled, and all of it was poured into the long sword.
The envoys accompanying them all looked horrified. They never expected that they would be robbed and killed as soon as they entered the territory of Beiliang Kingdom.
"Are all the Beiliang Kingdom such treacherous and sycophantic people?" Prince Nanyao raised his head to the sky and roared, then rode up to meet him.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old man in gray robe snorted coldly. Then, a surge of spiritual power surged directly from his side. The spiritual power was like a tide, splashing directly past the envoys.
In this wave of spiritual power, everyone closed their eyes and did not dare to open their eyes to see. But those men in black had no resistance at all under the wave of spiritual power. They did not even make a sound.
Even without being able to send it out, his life was taken away.
Everything happened in this moment. When His Highness the Crown Prince opened his eyes again, all the spiritual power in the bodies of these men in black had lost their fluctuations.
"Dead?" Those messengers had not yet reacted to the shock, and they all stared dully at the many men in black lying in front of them.
"Sir, you can't be slower in taking action. I haven't taken action yet." Prince Nanyao couldn't help complaining to the gray-robed old man, and withdrew his scimitar in great disappointment.
"Be careful next time, old man." The old man in gray robe still lowered his head, his old face always hidden in the shadows.
"Go and take off their masks."
After hearing the prince's order, many soldiers dared not hesitate and immediately went up to tear off the disguise of the man in black. The appearance of this group of people was very ordinary, and there was nothing else found. Except...
His Highness the Prince's attention slowly focused on the weapons used by these people, the iron sword handles. His eyes narrowed and he said in disbelief: "This is our weapon." As he said this, he got off the horse.
, and took a closer look.
The old man in gray robe said at this moment: "Your Highness, please don't jump to conclusions so easily. There are only a few weapons that can't be counted." He seemed extremely calm, and his tone was lukewarm.
"Do you think so sir?" Finally, Prince Nanyao became respectful in a rare way.
"We were robbed and killed in Beiliang. No matter who the conspirator is, we can point the finger at Beiliang." The old man in gray robe said, taking out the scimitar from His Highness the Crown Prince's waist, and in full view of everyone
, made a cut on the prince's arm. Immediately, blood dripped and blood flowed out from the wound.
His Highness the Crown Prince gritted his teeth and looked at the old man in gray robes in disbelief, "Sir, what is this?"
In response, the gray-robed old man smiled faintly and said, "Your Highness fought bravely during the robbery and killed countless thieves, but unfortunately he was injured."
Prince Nan Yao stopped and suddenly realized that this was the case. He looked at the bleeding wound on his arm with a smile, and for a moment he forgot the pain. The next moment, he was heard shouting: "Today I will kill the enemy."
Countless, as evidenced by the wounds on his arms. Have you ever remembered them?" He waved his scimitar, filled with a slight threat.
Many envoys who had saved their lives on the line between life and death, after hearing this, would not dare to have any objections, and they would just nod their heads. Who dares to gossip or joke about this kind of thing, and easily lose their head?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled cruelly, then mounted his horse again, "Let's go."