Chapter 191 The Emperor's Memories!

As a wealthy family in Jiangnan, the Hua family also has its own fleet in Jinling City. This time, Chu Yang and others took the Hua family's ship when they returned to Beijing.

Hua Manlou did not go to Beijing with them. He had to go home to inform his father about the Datong Bank.

Mid-Autumn Festival naturally had to be spent with his family, and there was no way to go with Lu Xiaofeng to join in the fun.

The two sides said goodbye, and Lu Xiaofeng was quite regretful about this.

After seeing off Hua Manlou, Li Xunhuan was also ready to say goodbye and leave. This time he came back, he originally planned to travel around the beautiful rivers and mountains, but he was forced to Jinling City by the Hulong Villa out of helplessness.

It is impossible to be an official. Li Xunhuan will never bind himself to the court in this life.

While Duan Tianya and Gui Hai Yidao are not there, he can leave the surveillance of the Hulong Villa.

Before leaving, Li Xunhuan once again reminded Chu Yang not to act impulsively, and then watched Chu Yang leave by boat.

"Master, where are we going next?"

"Since we are here, let's go see our old friend."

Tie Chuanjia looked at Li Xunhuan in surprise.

"The prince said that I am not a free bird. After thinking about it, it is true. Some things are time to make a final decision."

Li Xunhuan, who has always been indecisive, rarely became decisive. The attack of the demon tribe on the city gave him a lot of stimulation. If Chu Yang had not turned the tide, the people in the city would be in danger, and he himself would not be able to escape death.

Life and death can make people understand many things. Li Xunhuan also felt his long-standing regret.

So this time, he wanted to give himself an explanation.

"What about after seeing the old friend?"

"Maybe I will go to the capital? Try the taste of the daughter's red wine to see if it has changed."

Li Xunhuan suddenly felt a little excited, but he didn't know if Chu Yang would have time to drink with him again at that time.

What will happen in the future can only be said later.

Chu Yang, who was returning to Beijing by boat, didn't know what Li Xunhuan was thinking at the moment. The ship was sailing very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Jinling City was only a vague outline.

Chu Yang stood at the highest point, leaning on the railing, tapping the railing with his fingers, his eyes deep.

Lu Xiaofeng was standing behind him.

"Your Highness, who do you think will win, Ximen Chuxue or Ye Gucheng?"

"Of course it's Ximen Chuxue."

"Oh? Ye Gucheng's Tianwai Feixian is famous all over the world, don't you think he will win?"

"How powerful can a swordsman who doesn't believe in the sword in his hand be?"

"Ye Gucheng doesn't believe in the sword in his hand? What does that mean?"

"He thinks power and conspiracy can kill more people than Tianwai Feixian. The Lord of Baiyun City, who has fallen into the mortal world, is no longer pure in his sword heart."

Lu Xiaofeng was confused and frowned, not knowing what Chu Yang was talking about. The feeling of implying something made him scratch his head.

Seeing him like this, Chu Yang smiled. It was very interesting to be a riddler, especially to fool a smart person like Lu Xiaofeng.

The Forbidden City was a huge conspiracy. This duel was a joke from the beginning. Chu Yang returned to Beijing just to see this joke.

What if...

Ye Gucheng really succeeded, wouldn't it be more interesting?

"You like to manipulate power and like to play everyone in the palm of your hand. If you die in the word conspiracy in the end, I wonder what you will feel when you close your eyes?"

Chu Yang whispered.

Confused Lu Xiaofeng wanted to continue asking, but Chu Yang kept silent. He was so anxious that he felt like ants were crawling all over his body.

I left Baidi in the colorful clouds in the morning and returned to Jiangling in one day.

Five days later, the ship docked. To go to the capital, they had to go another section of land. For convenience, Chu Yang and the other two borrowed a few horses from the Hua family and chose to ride into the capital.

Mid-Autumn Festival is just two days away, and there is plenty of time. The three of them were not in a hurry. They stopped and walked along the way and saw many people from the martial arts world.

There were many people from all schools and sects.

No one wanted to miss the duel between the two top swordsmen.

Whether it was a fledgling boy or a well-known senior master, anyone who became a spectator of this duel would have something to brag about in the future.

"Do you know the Forbidden City Peak?"

"I saw Ximen Chuxue and Ye Gucheng duel with my own eyes!"

What happened here a hundred years later will be passed down by word of mouth by these people today.

This is the martial arts world.

"With such a big commotion, most of the people from the martial arts world have come. Whoever loses this duel will never be able to raise his head for the rest of his life." Sikong Zhaixing sighed.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard with a worried look on his face. He and Ximen Chuxue were good friends, so he naturally didn't want the other party to lose, but "Baiyun City Lord" Ye Gucheng was not just a name, but a rare master in the world.

The two were only one step away from the legendary Grandmaster realm. Whoever won this duel was almost certain to be the Grandmaster of Sword Dao.

"I hope it's as the prince said..."

Lu Xiaofeng could only comfort himself and believe in Chu Yang's judgment.

After riding for two or three hours, the three were getting closer and closer to the capital. There were more and more teahouses on the roadside, entertaining people from the rivers and lakes.

Sikong Zhaixing, who was thirsty, hurriedly found an empty seat and poured tea into his mouth as soon as he sat down.

"You pour it into your mouth like this, aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?"

Lu Xiaofeng said maliciously.

"So many people are drinking it. If they die, it's not just me. What are you afraid of?"

Sikong Zhaixing replied without hesitation.

"You are smart."

Lu Xiaofeng snatched the teapot from Sikong Zhaixing's hand, poured a cup for Chu Yang first, and then poured a cup for himself.

Chu Yang raised the teacup to his mouth, but suddenly stopped and put it down silently.

"Prince, is there a problem?"

Lu Xiaofeng quickly picked up the teacup and put it under his nose to smell the smell.

"It's not the tea, someone is coming."

Chu Yang smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, the road under their feet began to tremble violently.

Boom!

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder!

A group of people were riding horses towards this side.

"There are not many forces that can ride horses around the capital with great fanfare..."

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have guessed the identity of the people coming.

Not long after, two groups of people with clear distinctions appeared in front of the teahouse. They were dressed similarly and had similar temperaments. If it weren't for the obvious hostility between the two sides, they could almost be regarded as the same force.

"It's the East Factory and the West Factory!"

A sharp-eyed Jianghu person shouted out the identities of the two parties.

As soon as this was said.

The martial artists of various sects who stayed in the teahouse retreated at the first time, fearing that they would be associated with the people of the two factories.

Sikong Zhaixing stood up subconsciously, and was then pressed back by Lu Xiaofeng.

"Are you sick? If you don't leave, you will be targeted by the eunuchs."

"They are coming for us."

Sikong Zhaixing glanced at Chu Yang and said in a daze, "Oh, that's fine."

Then, the factory guards suddenly stepped back to the left and right, making way for two eunuchs in cloaks to slowly walk in front of Chu Yang.

The two looked arrogant, without any awe on their faces, and almost at the same time they bowed to Chu Yang.

"Your servant, Cao Zhengchun, the governor of the East Factory..."

"Your servant, Yu Huatian, the governor of the West Factory..."

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

They said they were greetings.

But the two did not even bend their waists.

The coldness in their words made their wolfish ambitions clear.

Ever since Chu Yang cut off the arms of Cao Shaoqin and Ma Jinliang, the two sides have been feuding. It is not a deadly feud, but it is not much different.

It is not surprising that Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian turned against each other in a second.

But Chu Yang was still a prince after all, and the two of them didn't have the courage to confront him with swords in front of so many people, which was a contempt for the imperial power.

"You two factory masters are busy with all kinds of things, how can you still have time to come here?"

Chu Yang smiled and raised his glass to the two of them.

Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian looked at each other, and finally Cao Zhengchun stepped forward and said with a bow: "We two came here to invite the prince back to the capital."

Chu Yang laughed and said: "I have already arrived at the edge of the capital, so I will naturally enter the capital. Can I run away?"

"Why do you two have to make a trip in vain?"

Yu Huatian said coldly: "Now is different from the past. If we two don't come in person, His Majesty will not be at ease."

Chu Yang said playfully: "My brother is the emperor, is there anything in the world that makes him uneasy?"

Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes, and his white hands quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his sword intent was condensed into one, ready to go.

The intelligence from the two factories repeatedly showed that Chu Yang's martial arts skills were unfathomable. He dared not be careless, otherwise he would not agree to cooperate with Cao Zhengchun.

Seeing that Yu Huatian was about to take action, Chu Yang looked at him with interest and said, "Lord Yu, life is short."

After that, the domineering aura of the king swept Yu Huatian like a golden wave.

Yu Huatian immediately felt dizzy, uttered a muffled groan, and took a few steps back, looking at Chu Yang with lingering fear.

The hand pressing the hilt of the sword unconsciously dropped it.

Life is short.

Don't seek death!

After being intimidated, Yu Huatian's expression became more and more stern, and he bowed and clasped his fists and said, "I have learned from you."

His murderous intention towards Chu Yang was madly rising.

Cao Zhengchun looked at Yu Huatian inexplicably, then turned to Chu Yang and said, "Your Majesty, you have been away for so many days, and His Majesty is worried, so he specially sent the two of us to take you back to the palace for a chat. I hope you will not let His Majesty down."

"You, this servant, are really good at talking. No wonder the emperor has always liked you for so many years. Well, since the emperor misses me so much, I will go to see him."

Chu Yang stood up and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "You and Sikong Zhaixing go to the palace to wait for me first."

Lu Xiaofeng whispered, "Why don't I go with you?"

Chu Yang said, "Come back on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now is not the time to watch a play."

Seeing that Chu Yang did not agree, Lu Xiaofeng could only sigh.

"Your Majesty, please get on the sedan chair."

Cao Zhengchun called out, and a group of Dongchang men carried the sedan chair in front of Chu Yang, who sat in it.

No matter how tense the two sides are, the proper etiquette cannot be missed.

The Dongchang guards carried the sedan chair and left.

Cao Zhengchun did not follow immediately, but warned Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing with a haughty look: "You two, you should have less contact with His Royal Highness the King in the future. There is a difference between the superior and the inferior, so don't bring trouble upon yourself."

Lu Xiaofeng crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Eunuch Cao, I, Lu, have never listened to advice. The more others don't let me do something, the more I will do it."

Cao Zhengchun sneered: "Lu Xiaofeng, your telepathic finger is useless in front of our Tiangang Tongzi Gong, so you should be careful when you speak!"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't care about Cao Zhengchun's threat at all, and still replied with a smile: "Eunuch Cao, I may not be your opponent, but you should know that I, Lu Xiaofeng, have been in the martial arts world. In addition to my good martial arts, more importantly, I have many friends."

"Just because I can't break a move doesn't mean my friends can't break it either."

"Is Ximen Chuxue qualified?"

Cao Zhengchun's face changed. The most feared thing about the horizontal training of Tiangang Tongzi Gong is the sword master like Ximen Chuxue.

The sword cultivator's sword energy is the most powerful in breaking through people's weakness, and it can be said that there is a contradiction between him and the horizontal training master.

"Wait until he survives Ye Gucheng's sword, then talk about this!"

Cao Zhengchun sneered, turned around and left. After walking for a while, he found that Yu Huatian was waiting for him at the end of the team.

"Oh, the sun is rising from the west today?"

"Eunuch Yu actually waited for us on purpose, it's really strange."

Yu Huatian didn't bother to pay attention to Cao Zhengchun's sarcasm, and told what happened before with a serious face.

Cao Zhengchun's expression also became solemn.

"You said the prince also knows spiritual secrets? The rumors that he is a Taoist master in the previous intelligence may be true."

"If that's the case, where did he learn this skill? How could Guo Bujing teach a Taoist master?"

"We have to send people to Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain to check..."

About an hour later, the guards carried the sedan chair into Beijing, with the two factory masters on the left and right. No one dared to stop them. Such a grand show naturally attracted the attention of many ordinary people.

There were also people in the restaurants on both sides of the street looking sideways. They were all people from the rivers and lakes who came to watch the fight, whispering like ordinary people.

Someone in the crowd said, "The useless prince is here." The next second, everyone on the street burst into laughter.

Since it was the legendary wise king, the grand show looked like a circus. For more than 20 years, people have been accustomed to associating him with jokes.

After all, this dandy prince has done all kinds of embarrassing things.

Only those who have just arrived in the capital and know nothing about this prince will be curious and ask around, and then hear some ridiculous past events.

In short.

No one cares about the actions of the virtuous king.

They don't even know that it has been more than ten years since the last time the virtuous king entered the palace.

Imperial study.

The emperor is reviewing memorials.

His expression is indifferent.

But the eunuch Wei Zhongxian next to him saw that the brush in the emperor's hand was shaking.

He was uneasy.

Wei Zhongxian was in awe.

The older eunuchs in the palace knew that the virtuous king was a disease in the emperor's heart. It was usually hidden and not revealed, but it was very deadly at the critical moment.

Because back then...

The throne should have belonged to the virtuous king.

Everyone is used to the absurdity of the virtuous king now, and has forgotten how smart he was when he was young, so that the late emperor regarded him as the crown prince early on.

Wei Zhongxian almost forgot it.

But now, memories are like a tide, surging in.

The emperor is the same.

He was almost forgetting it!

But when he knew that Chu Yang had concealed his martial arts skills, everything in the past came to his mind clearly.

Every day and night, every moment, he could remember it.

"Among the many princes, only Yang'er is the most like me, hahaha!"

The scene of memory was frozen!

Bang!

The emperor, with a livid face, slammed the desk suddenly, and the brush in his hand broke into two pieces.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Virtue has arrived."

"Let him in!" (End of this chapter)