The capital of Chu State is in Yu'an, and there is a natural barrier not far from the Chu Palace, called Jushan. The royal palace of Chu State is built against the mountain, making the capital easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Under the dark clouds, in the evening breeze, a rapid shadow crossed the night sky and gently stopped in the mountains. The red skirt, black clothes, and black hair were rolled up at will. The slender figure stood silently for a while, sighed gently, and then suddenly moved under his feet, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The formation under his feet was slowly stepped on by the man, not like the boring steps in ancient books, but more like a peerless dance, with wide sleeves, and wanting to fly and rise. In just a few steps, it is enough to be admired.

The wide sleeves fell and the collar was stopped. The woman's messy hair slowly fell on her waist. A strange staircase appeared in front of her, extending step by step to the ground. I wonder if she was stepping on the road to the underworld. While the woman was walking, her red lips slightly opened and she spit out complaints that were not in line with her arrogant temperament: "Damn old man, why are you doing so many institutions? Please?"

She walked step by step into the darkness, throwing the moonlight behind her, and there was a faint white light on both sides of the wall. It was the cold night pearl, the pale light that had never been destroyed for a hundred years.

I don’t know if it was dust or the decayed smell of wood in the air. It was so heavy that it was depressing that people couldn’t help but wonder if even the air in the underground palace was dead. Just as I was thinking this, a sudden airflow came, a sudden but inexplicable surprise.

"Huh?" the woman let out a surprise, twisted her instinctive body, barely avoiding a sword.

The sudden offensive did not stop at all, followed by a wave of lingering sword nets, just like the rising sea water, one more than one, one stronger than one. Several exquisite flashes were like a small boat in a torrent. No matter how exciting the water flowed or how surging the waves were, they were all steadily and elegant, with red skirts flying, like fire and songs, black clothes floating, like wind and dust.

The two figures of Hong and Qing were instantly entangled in a ball, and the movements were swift and only a piece of light and shadow were left. In the middle, there was a clear sound of sword light. With a crisp sound of "ding", the two figures suddenly separated and each took a few steps back.

The woman glanced at her shoulders, which had been like a waterfall, and the long silk-like hair was now holding in the other party's bloody hand.

The woman smiled slightly, but her eyes were deep and cold, and she almost gritted her teeth: "Feng Chaoge! It's you again."

The man called Feng Chaoge didn't look at his injured hand, as if he didn't care. He just stood gracefully in this cave in the mountain, his blue shirt was as jade as he sang like a wind: "The clouds were silly." A trace of brilliance flowed through his phoenix eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He said in an extremely beautiful voice, "I didn't expect that you are still so easy to kill and bloodthirsty after not seeing each other for many years."

Yun Shu looked at the eternal and elegant smile, with an unhappy expression, thinking to himself that he hadn't read the calendar when he went out today.

Feng Chaoge seemed to deliberately ignore the woman's complaint: "I didn't expect that for so many years, you will rule the 28 banners of Xuanji in all directions."

It turns out that the origin of Xuanji Gate in the Jianghu is not a random word. It is revealed by Feng Chaoge's knowledge and insight. Xuanji Gate implies the stars in the sky, and the four directions under the subordinate sect are the blue dragon, the vermilion bird, the white tiger, and the black trunk, and the twenty-eight banners are composed of the seven constellations in the four directions.

"Didn't you also make the Blue Stone Valley uneasy?" Yun Shu looked at him coldly, then curled his lips and walked towards the depths of the cave first.

Yunshu held a night pearl as big as a fist in his hand, which made the underground palace, which already had a pearl as a wall, brighter. The steps of the two people walking one by one, one by the other, almost completely overlapped. I believe that there must be mechanisms in the underground palace that ordinary people do not know.

The stone walls on both sides of the underground palace have some strange text murals, which are crooked and not as if they are from the Central Plains. At first glance, I don’t know what they have recorded, which adds a bit of mystery to the underground palace.

"If you don't spend your old age in Qingshi Valley, what are you doing here?" Yun Shu gently lifted her hair, but she didn't care much about the black hair that just lacked, and she didn't care about her body and skin like an ordinary woman.

Feng Chaoge followed Yun Shu, and with a light wave in his hand, the dust on the wall drifted away, and the pearl was no longer covered with dust. The soft light shone on his precious and precious face, making him as pure as jade. He looked at the peerless figure in front of him that was always deterrent but eye-catching, and smiled silently: "The master is not in the valley, he only leaves a trust to order me to go down the mountain. I thought he would definitely come here, and I wanted to meet the master and visit Senior Sima."

"Hehe" Yun Shu chuckled, not knowing whether it was mocking or sarcasm, "Don't tell me you didn't come for this painting." As Yun Shu held the pearl in his hand into a gorgeous seat, and the palace seemed to be like daytime.

It turned out that while they were talking, they had already arrived at the Shanhe Hall in the center of the underground palace. A plaque was hanging high on the top of the underground palace. The three big words "Shanhe Hall" were majestic, as if they really contained the power of overwhelming mountains. What was even more amazing was that the four walls in the stone hall were uneven, with ditches and ravines. The rolling rivers flowed eastward, and the clouds were towering into the clouds and green mountains. The plates seemed to collapse and fit, and the vast plains seemed to have thousands of horses galloping.

But Feng Chaoge just glanced at the stone wall and turned around, and asked without answering, "Why are you here? You can't look at your master." Feng Chaoge looked at her deeply, and clearly stated in her eyes: This person is heartless and can never respect the elderly and love the young.

Yunshu seemed to be used to it and didn't care: "Of course not. I just came over to see the old man for some reason, but he was not there."

"Oh" Feng Chaoge responded lightly, his eyes that were brighter than Zhuyu quietly looked at Yunshu, and a faint smile waiting for the following words were on the corner of his mouth.

Yunshu glanced at him: "You don't have to look at me like this. There is always no trace of where the old man goes. Instead of talking from me, why did Old Man Qingxu rush you down the mountain by himself."

Feng Chaoge looked at her quietly for a while, then turned around and walked towards the side calmly. His sleeves were scrubbed casually, and a stone door slowly opened. He reached out and waved the dust on the couch, and his movements were so skillful that it seemed to his own dormitory. He looked at the woman calmly: "I'm just here to stay for a few days, you don't have to worry about me, you can do it yourself."

Yun Shu frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you here to do? Instead of making jokes here, it is better to go back to Shuguo to do your business earlier."

Feng Chaoge smiled: "No hurry"

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Zhuocang is located in the northwest with very cold weather all year round. It is very little cultivated and far away from the Central Plains. In the past few hundred years, Zhuocang was the country with the most economic and cultural backwardness. It was not until two hundred years ago that the four countries encircled Sima Ce that they had close ties with the countries of the Central Plains. However, it was this not superior natural environment that made the people of Zhuocang simple and fierce. The monarchs of Zhuocang all advocated martial arts and did not restrict the casting of weapons. Therefore, swords and weapons are very common to the people. With a command, Zhuocang can cut trees everywhere and become soldiers, and everyone can rise up. Such national strength and the rest and recuperation over the past century have become more vaguely than other Three Kingdoms.

"Ying Hua is indeed well-known," Yun Shu sighed lightly, "No wonder the many princes in Zhuocang are difficult to compete with him."

"It seems that you are quite satisfied with this future husband." Feng Chaoge and Yunshu stood together on the roof, watching the people strolling on the street not far away.

Yun Shu's lips curled up, and his face looked faint, as if he was commenting on an irrelevant matter: "If you use hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry as a betrothal gift, it would be quite good."

On the long street that was within reach of the roof, Ying Hua, wearing a royal blue robe, was walking on the street. He was as noble as him, but there was only a guard around him. This time he bid farewell to his father from Zhuocang, just to ask for marriage. As the prince of a country, marriage is an inevitable political means. Instead of choosing a good friend to marry in the surrounding ministers, it is better to ask for marriage thousands of miles to hope to join the alliance, let alone Princess Guangling's reputation has been heard for a long time and has a close relationship.

Ying Hua wandered around the streets of Yu'an, his eyes swept past the stalls on the street. He saw that the vendors were obedient and the people on the street were orderly. It was obviously the result of the King of Chu's rule of the country. Sometimes he wanted to see how a country's politics was, and he didn't have to go deep into the court. He just walked around the city to see if the people's lives were rich, whether their expressions were stable, what was the order on the street, whether there were domineering market hooligans, whether men had a difference, and women had a return.

Ying Hua's gaze fell on a beautifully styled brocade handkerchief, and he couldn't help but take a look. For some reason, he inexplicably remembered his mother who died early.

"Young master, come to the veil, the best fabric." The vendor said habitually

Ying Hua withdrew his gaze and looked at the stall owner's dark and thin face, but just smiled politely: "No need, thank you."

The stall owner was slightly stunned. He saw that the young man in front of him was only a young man, but he had a rare calmness and prestige. His handsome face was like a knife carving. It was obviously just a refusal, but it was inexplicably intimidating. Before the vendor could react, Ying Hua took his entourage away.

The follower said, "Young Master, we should know when we arrive at the King of Chu of Yu'an. Why haven't we sent people to come? Do we need subordinates to inform you first?"

"No need" Ying Hua refused lightly and unconsciously touched the ring in his hand.

"...Yes" Although he was a little confused, his entourage obviously did not dare to question it.

Ying Hua didn't look at him, and explained as he walked: "The reason why the King of Chu did not send people to us is to let us see the prosperity and stability of the country. This is also his bargaining chip for the alliance. He didn't know, but he just didn't want to summon him at this time."

The follower nodded as if he had some understanding, obviously very convinced by Ying Hua's explanation: "When the young master marrys Princess Guangling this time, everything in Chu will sooner or later be included in the Zhuocang territory."

Ying Hua shook his head again and said, "This time my father just sent me as an envoy to propose marriage. The King of Chu will not really agree to the engagement. This is just a negotiation to spread out the bargaining chips and obtain chips."

The attendant was a little confused: "Does the King of Chu really want to marry the princess?"

Ying Hua shook his head: "The balance of the four countries is very subtle now. Do you know that there was a chaotic royal battle that one person had the opportunity to end two hundred years ago?"

The follower hesitated and said, "Is it the young master talking about Sima Ce?"

"Although Sima Ce is a genius, he is obsessed with living in northern borders. Although he has occasional contact with the Central Plains countries, he is difficult to achieve great things. He can become a counselor, and he can also be the leader of success with his talent. However, holding the world in his hands is not something he can do alone."

"What is the young master talking about?"

"Feng Liusheng." Ying Hua said: "At that time, the state of Chu and the state of vassal were dominant. Ningguo was just a place where a traitor lived. Although there was a country but no politics, how could he win the world without politics? The marriage alliance between the state of Chu and the state of vassal could stabilize the defense of the state of vassal. At that time, although the state of Chu was full of talents, no prince had the talent to seize the world, but Feng Liusheng had it."

The follower asked in confusion: "Then why did Feng Liusheng not take over this world?"

"If he failed to plan the world, or was forced by the current situation or disturbed by the friendship and friendship, he would never be able to get the world so easily after missing a wonderful opportunity. The current form is different from that two hundred years ago. The case two hundred years ago has more or less achieved Zhuocang."

"What the young master said is, but now Shuguo and Ningguo are not idle. Can the King of Chu be willing to marry the princess to us?"

Ying Hua smiled confidently: "As long as our conditions are generous enough, the King of Chu will not refuse."

Yunshu and Feng Chaoge stood shoulder to shoulder on the roof not far away, as if they were a little regretful, but they were full of gloating: "I didn't expect that the old fox's opponent was so young this time. I hope Ying Hua is really as smart as the rumored one, otherwise what awaits him would definitely be a nightmare."

Feng Chaoge looked faint and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "If I am so worried about your husband, I can help him."

"Forget it." Yun Shu gave him a blank look, "You are just a person who can help you." She spread her hands and said helplessly: "Although you have been eyeing Chu State for a long time, I have to say you are one step late."

Feng Chaoge ignored her jokes and just raised her eyebrows, undeniable.

Yun Shu's gloating expression changed, and suddenly his eyebrows slightly locked, and he looked like he was thinking hard: "Wait... By the way, I have a sister. If you marry Leping, you will marry another Princess Jiayang from Ningguo. In this way, you will marry one more than Ying Hua, and you will not let down your romantic reputation."

"Le has always been domineering but has a beautiful face. I heard that Princess Jiayang has been raised in the deep boudoir since she was a child. She is a very gentle beauty. Tsk tsk... There are so many beauties among the four countries."

"Um..." Yun Shu turned his head in distress and said worriedly: "The two probably aren't enough. I heard that Ying Hua has a younger sister. She has been following the army since she was a child and is a rare female general. Why don't you marry her to be the official concubine?" When she turned around, the person was no longer there.

"Hey, why are you running away? Could it be that you feel guilty?" Yun Shu muttered, and then jumped off the roof.

Feng Chaoge raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman behind him. He looked at Yun Shu from top to bottom, and then shook his head: "I do like gentle and virtuous than you, a bloodthirsty woman who is easy to kill. In this way, the other few are indeed the best candidates, but it is hard for Ying Hua to eliminate harm for the people."

"What did you say?" Yun Shu narrowed her eyes
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