Chapter 512 Various Rumors

"Is it true? The Secretariat said His Highness was only slightly injured."

"Who did you listen to? You can't make this up!"

In the corner of the tea house, several tea patrons were discussing the matter in low voices. Although their voices were not loud, they were all heard by Mr. Chen next door. He put down the tea cup and frowned slightly.

After being awakened by Master Chi's singing, he looked back on what he had done in the past twenty years, and found that except for being admitted as a scholar, none of them had achieved success. And this fame was already six years ago. As he gets older, his abilities seem to be retreating. It wasn't until he thought about it seriously that he broke into a cold sweat.

If he didn't have family support, how could he be better than those he looked down upon?

From then on, Mr. Chen settled down, bought all the books for the school at his own expense, and studied them with concentration for more than a month. Not only him, but Mr. Lu and others also changed their temper and never visited the brothel with him again.

Until a few days ago, the Secretariat announced a new plan to expand the recruitment of reserve officers, in which identity restrictions were further relaxed, including former scholars, who can also sign up for interviews.

This is nothing short of an unexpected surprise for Mr. Chen.

He just ended the retreat and started preparing for registration.

It was for this reason that he felt displeased when he heard the tea guests' chatter - Princess Guangping was the cornerstone of Jinxia's ability to stand independently of Shangyuan City. If the princess was ill, wouldn't his plans have to be put into effect again? Running water? What's more, after reading through those seemingly simple "introductory books", Mr. Chen has realized that this new regime is by no means simple. It only looks immature on the surface, but its inner things are unimaginably mature.

As long as given time, it will grow into a towering tree.

Therefore, the flag of the princess is very important.

"Of course I'm not making this up! In fact, the person who said this is the Jinzhou prisoner who fought against the Jinxia Army." The man who brought up this topic pretended to be mysterious, "They were working with me when they were working in my fish carving factory. I talked about it and saw it with my own eyes!”

"You mean, they were not far away from Her Royal Highness at that time?"

"Yes, the person who hurt His Highness was obviously not an ordinary person, or could be said to be no different from a monster. Although the princess finally killed her opponent, she was also seriously injured, and it seemed that even her chest was pierced."

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

"Aren't you... afraid that you won't survive?"

"Don't forget that His Highness is a Qi-sensing person, and there are rescue alchemists watching over him. This injury should not be as serious as you said..."

"Tsk, if only it was like that." The man slapped his thigh and said, "The problem is that the person who hurt her used evil power. I heard that that kind of injury cannot be cured by ordinary magic."

It became more and more exaggerated. Mr. Chen couldn't help but pat down the tea cup and stood up.

This kind of rhetoric is completely different from the public announcement of the Secretariat. If it spreads, it will definitely cause a stir. Don't they know that what Jinxia needs most now is a stable period of development?

Just as he was about to scold the tea guests, there was a sudden noise outside the tea house.

More and more people moved towards the window.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's the princess, Her Royal Highness is coming over!"

"real or fake!?"

"Look over there, it seems that it's really Princess Guangping!"

Mr. Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He took three steps at a time and squeezed to the window, leaning forward to look down at the street below——

I saw a group of people passing slowly through the street.

The two leaders among them are Her Royal Highness the Princess and Xia Fucheng!

In the past, the princess often appeared in markets, seaports, docks and other places, and the people were quite familiar with the owner of Jinxia. Now that they saw her again, she was almost the same as before. She had a slight smile on her face and talked with her from time to time. The important ministers around him chatted a few words and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself, everyone is worried about you!" Suddenly there was a shout from the crowd.

This sentence caused everyone to respond.

"Thank you for making everyone worry." Ning Wanjun also smiled and waved to the people on the street, "This small injury is nothing to me, it's not much of a problem now!"

Cheers suddenly erupted from both sides of the street.

"Is this what you call a serious chest injury?"

"Boss Jiang, it turns out you are such a person. I misjudged you."

The group of tea guests also woke up and cast disdainful glances at the person who caused the trouble - this was not only a statement of position, but also an act of self-preservation to separate themselves from the rumor mongers.

After all, other gossip is nothing more than gossip, and no one will care whether it is true or false. However, if it is related to the royal family, it may cause backlash if it is too outrageous.

Boss Jiang's face turned pale and he was speechless for a long time.

Mr. Chen let out a sigh of relief.

As long as Ning Wanjun shows up in Jinxia, ​​such rumors will be disproven, and he can continue preparing for the interview with peace of mind.

Amid the cheers of everyone, the princess and her entourage walked through the long street and entered the compound of the General Affairs Bureau.

…

"Is this okay?"

After the door was closed, Ning Qianshi took off his guard's helmet and looked at Xia Fandao.

The latter's goal remains on the person in the painting - whether it is visual or tactile, it is exactly the same as Ning Wanjun. Because it needs to be driven by Qi, even in Luo Qingqing's eyes, it is also a veritable "Qi-sensing creature" By". The only difference is that it has no self-awareness and is just an empty shell that can be controlled by the caster.

"Yes, you have fulfilled your agreement and are no longer Jin Xia's prisoner." After a moment, Xia Fan looked back.

It's a pity that the person in the painting cannot be too far away from Ning Qianshi, otherwise he will stop moving. At the same time, Ning Qianshi cannot drive the person in the painting for a long time. The large amount of energy consumed and the high concentration of energy are a burden on the body. Three or four hours a day is the limit.

Bai Zhan used evil spirits to control the person in the painting, and even made him an individual that could move on his own, but after all, it was a forbidden technique that no one understood, and it was basically impossible to reproduce it.

"Where are you going next?"

"I don't know, I will go wherever there is hope of rescuing Angel Tianshu. Even if it is the Jiuyou Underworld, I am willing to break into it." Ning Qianshi replied.

Although it was a slim thing, there was no hesitation in his tone.

"Okay, I will prepare a carriage for you to load the soul box. You can also call your colleagues from the past - if they are willing to follow you."

Ning Qianshi showed a slightly surprised look, but finally shook his head, "Those people's original intention has not changed. Staying here to help Jinxia create a better world is what they should do." He paused for a moment, " I heard that you really don’t intend to replace Lord Ning Wan? To be honest... I don’t object to you doing this. In the Privy Council... or in the world governed by alchemists, it doesn’t matter whether you have royal blood or not.”

"I don't want to do that kind of troublesome thing." Xia Fan shrugged, "If you are entangled in government affairs all day long, how can you have time to explore the secrets of alchemy?"

Ning Qianshi looked at him for a while before showing a relieved look, "Now I finally know why Third Sister trusts you so much."

After saying that, he bowed his hands and said, "Goodbye, see you later."

"See you later."

Xia Fan returned the salute and then watched the other party leave the lobby.

Before he could sit down at the desk, there was a knock on the door. "Master Fu Cheng, Master Qian wants to see you."

"Let him come in." Xia Fan replied.

The door opened, and the feathered warrior strode in. He put his thick arms on the table, leaned over Xia Fan and said, "I heard you are leaving Jinxia!?"