Jiangnan City is the capital of Nanzhou Prefecture and the most prosperous place in Nanzhou.

Different from the Kyoto of Great Chu, the prosperity of Jiangnan City lacks some of the majestic imperial majesty and has more of the scholarly atmosphere of the literati in the Jiangnan water towns. Therefore, the names of Jiangnan talents spread far and wide.

Naturally, such talents cannot be compared to Guo Songxian and others in Kyoto.

For countless years, Nanzhou Fuzhong has produced excellent poems and ballads frequently, and there has also been a tendency to emphasize literature over martial arts.

Among the courtiers of Da Chu, most of the civil servants came from Nanzhou Prefecture. After all, they were good at writing articles and could talk endlessly about the ways of governing the country and people's livelihood strategies. These were not comparable to those vulgar generals.

Emphasizing culture over martial arts does not mean that no one practices martial arts. There are many aristocratic families in Nanzhou Prefecture, and some even have hundreds of years of inheritance and follow the First Emperor of Chu to conquer the country.

A two-pronged approach of literature, Taoism and military strategy is the ethos of these aristocratic families.

In front of the tea house, the young man put on armor and walked in. If you look carefully, you can see that the young man is somewhat similar to Xiao Jingyao who went north.

But in terms of temperament, Xiao Jingyao is elegant, easy-going, humble and polite, like a Confucian scholar. A young man wearing bright clothes and angry horses, frivolous and restless, and has the spirit of a young man.

This is Xiao Jingyu, the third prince who has lived in Nanzhou Mansion for a long time.

In the pavilion, Xiao Jingyu sat on the ground, his armor making a mechanical sound as he rubbed against it. In front of him was freshly brewed tea, which was steaming.

"Your Highness, the prince has just left." The woman in red shirt who poured tea for Xiao Jingyu said.

The corners of Xiao Jingyu's mouth were slightly raised, half-smiling. Anyone who knew him well knew that this was a sign of Xiao Jingyu's unhappiness.

Xiao Jingyao has been traveling north for several days.

Today, Xiao Jingyu came to King Xiang Ji of Chu to discuss this matter.

The prince who never left the capital unexpectedly traveled north. This was a God-given opportunity. To kill or not to kill? Xiao Jingyu couldn't decide for a while.

Killing is too risky.

How could his father, the prince, and his brother not foresee the many dangers on the road?

If you don't kill, you will miss a golden opportunity.

If nothing is done, Xiao Jingyu will feel unwilling.

The woman in red shirt was pouring tea leisurely, and said even more leisurely: "Your Highness, please be patient. Before leaving, the prince left a letter to give to Your Highness."

Xiao Jingyu opened the letter, read it and threw it into the heating fire, where it slowly burned to ashes.

"Girl in red shirt, does the prince say anything else?" Xiao Jingyu asked.

The woman in red shirt continued: "Your Highness asked me to tell His Highness that whatever Your Highness wants, someone will naturally do it. This matter has nothing to do with Your Highness, nor does it have anything to do with Your Majesty. Your Highness only needs to put your heart in your stomach and follow what the letter says.

Just do it.”

Xiao Jingyu looked at the letter that had already turned into ashes and laughed inexplicably, with a strange look on his face.

Xiao Jingyu knew that since King Xiang Ji of Chu had left a letter, he must have been prepared. But now this matter was of great importance. How could it be explained clearly in just two words on a piece of letter paper?

"Let's go." Xiao Jingyu drank the tea in one gulp. The scalding hot tea seemed not to make Xiao Jingyu feel hot at all. A cup of tea could only quench his thirst.

"Speak to the prince for me. If you need help during the trip to Gutian Tower, you can ask this prince."

The woman in red shirt stood up and bowed, her seductive eyes looked at Xiao Jingyu's disappearing back, and then looked at the purple clay cup on the table.

"What a waste of such precious tea soup."

Saying that, the woman in red shirt took a sip, showing a comfortable and leisurely look.

A burly man walked out from behind the woman in red shirt. He looked so calm and intimidating that anyone standing in front of him would tremble.

"Did the prince hear what His Highness just said?" the woman in red shirt asked.

The burly man was none other than King Xiang Ji of Chu in the Great Chu Dynasty. He was the only king with a foreign surname and the title "Bingjian Wang".

Xiang Ji laughed and said, "The third prince has been in the army for several years, but he still goes straight. Today's trip is to express his dissatisfaction."

The girl in red shirt remembered Xiao Jingyu's last words and couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle. Such a child's character is really stupid. He is a little smart but thinks he has the ability to make every plan. "Why doesn't the prince see him?"

Xiang Ji put his hands behind his back and said, "Why do you need to see him? The third prince only thinks about the prince. I think someone will do this. No matter who does it, the people in the court and your majesty will be suspicious of the third prince. Now let's

When he returns to the capital, all his actions will be in the eyes of His Majesty, which will help him get rid of suspicion."

"Besides, the only thing I care about right now is the Gutian Tower. It has nothing to do with what he cares about. I won't talk about it more than a few words. I'll avoid it if I can."

Speaking of Gutian Tower, the expression of the red-shirted goddess changed and she asked curiously: "Your Majesty, are the rumors about Gutian Tower true? It is said that the ancient evil spirits are suppressed under the tower, and the people in charge of the way of heaven built the tower body according to the laws of heaven.

Will it seal the evil spirits that cause harm to the world?"

Xiang Ji raised his head slightly and looked at the sky in the four directions divided by the courtyard wall. "The legend is true or false. There are only a few words left and it is difficult to verify. I only know that after entering the tower, it is possible to step out of the final step."

step."

"Tenth level Grandmaster realm?" the woman in red shirt asked.

"Yes. Compared with the legends of evil spirits, the chance of entering the tower class has been verified by others. The sword master Zhou Ping three hundred years ago and Li Haomiao now. They have confirmed that the last step can be

Step out of the Lonely Sky Tower."

"My lord, are you saying that Li Haomiao has also entered Gutian Tower?"

"Hmph, he has been in Nanzhou Prefecture for several years, but the only way he can step into the tenth-grade Grandmaster realm is to enter Gutian Tower. Otherwise, he is not that fast!"

Xiang Ji is very sure. He reached the peak of the ninth level of Kaibei earlier than Li Haomiao, and he thought that his talent was not inferior to Li Haomiao. However, in just a few years, Li Haomiao came from behind and stepped into the realm of the tenth level of grandmaster.

Apart from the opportunity like Gutian Tower, Xiang Ji could not think of any other reason.

"Girl in red shirt, someone will definitely do what the Third Prince cares about, and we must not be allowed to be suspected. In the past few days, we have deliberately sent more information to the spies in Kyoto to prove our innocence."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Xiao Jingyu walked out of the teahouse, he returned to the mansion.

"Let people prepare and return to Beijing tomorrow."

There are only two words on the letter - return to Beijing.

On the way back, Xiao Jingyu quickly understood the meaning.

"Perhaps it's been a long time since I saw my father, the emperor, and my empress."

"However, my brother, the prince, hopes to never see you return to Beijing again."

...

Time passed very quickly. Ten days later, Yu Zhi and his party had entered Beiliang Mansion.

Because I hugged the lap of Lei Shen, a great cultivator who opened the ninth level of the Monument, no killer appeared along the way.

Tianshui City is the first city in Beiliang Mansion on the way north.

"Everyone rest here for a few days and have a good rest." Yu Zhi quickly made a decision.

Tianshui City is only three or four days away from Beiliang City, the capital of Beiliang Prefecture, so there is no need to rush.

Furthermore, the weather in Beiliang Mansion was still cold, and Yu Zhi was afraid that Li Wantong would not be able to bear it.
Chapter completed!