The young prince of Jiuding sat peacefully, looking at the letter presented by the guard, and finally couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face. In the carriage, the cold-faced middle-aged priest couldn't help but frown, only Yang Ling, whose face was covered with a golden mask
Standing on the right side, there is no expression on his face.
Just this morning, the young prince Jiuding had sent someone to deliver a greeting note written by himself. Unexpectedly, he was already ready to set off, but something unexpected happened.
"Bring it here and let me see!"
The young prince of Jiuding frowned, stretched out his fingers, and took the letter from the loyal guard. He opened the envelope and shook out the letter paper. A line of small characters with iron hooks and silver strokes, slithering around, each word elegant, immediately came into view.
There is a sense of strength in his eyes, as if a sword has been sharpened.
"It's a good handwriting!"
The young prince of Jiuding raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. He was much better at practicing martial arts, but less so at handwriting. At first glance, the handwriting of the warrior's sword seemed cold, but there was another kind of Confucian style.
Warm and gentle.
The handwriting has reached this point, and it has already revealed everyone's style and is unique.
"It looks different from what I thought."
The young prince of Jiuding secretly thought in his heart, and the breath between his brows seemed much softer. This time, he would basically give a gift to all the candidates in Taiyuanzhou who have good reputation, reputation and strength.
Most of them responded, except this candidate named Yang Ji.
The young prince of Jiuding originally thought that such an arrogant and arrogant existence would not pay much attention to his young prince.
But now it seems that there is some misunderstanding. I can't help but feel a lot better in my heart, and my senses are much better.
"How about it?"
After a while, the cold-faced middle-aged man on the side said.
"It's nothing big. He just said that he would come to visit me in person without any trouble."
The little prince of Jiuding said.
"Is it just an excuse?"
The cold-faced middle-aged man worshiped.
"No, if that were the case, he wouldn't have sent this letter."
The young prince of Jiuding frowned and thought, with so many candidates for the martial arts examination, he was really not sure what Yang Ji was thinking.
In fact, how can such a character be so simple if he can pass the test, step on the children of those wealthy families, and successfully ascend to the position of Wu Jieyuan.
"Yang Ling, what do you think?"
The young prince Jiuding turned his head and looked at "Yang Ling" on the side. For his subordinates, the young prince Jiuding relied more and more on him and trusted him more and more.
It can be said that except for the cold-faced middle-aged priest who was sent from his father's side and whose loyalty is absolutely reliable, he is the one whom the other young princes of Jiuding trust the most.
Although he disappeared and reappeared, his whereabouts were uncertain, and he was a bit weird, and he always wore a mask on his face. However, this did not prevent the little prince Jiuding from trusting him.
"In this case, let's go back home for the time being."
The latter said calmly.
The little king of Jiuding was stunned for a moment, then nodded and gave the order. The entire convoy turned back from the golden gate of the official post.
The visit to the newly promoted Wu Jieyuan was abandoned, and the group quickly returned to the official post.
"Your Highness, I've been away for a while. I wonder how things are going with Your Majesty?"
When they returned to the inner hall, there was no one around except for the young prince Jiuding, the cold-faced middle-aged minister and a few confidants, "Yang Ling" suddenly spoke.
"Haha, everything is going well over there. Marquis Zhongwu is not far away. Speaking of which, all this is thanks to you. Otherwise, there is really no way to solve it so quickly."
Speaking of this matter, the cloudy face of the young prince Jiuding turned clear and he smiled.
It was my first time to serve as an errand for my father. Speaking of which, this was the most proud thing I did. And all of this was due to "Yang Ling"'s advice.
"The matter about Shenwuwei..."
"Yang Ling" said.
Just like a cold wind passing by, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became colder.
"How can this matter be so easy? If it were really that easy to solve, I'm afraid it would have been solved long ago."
The young prince of Jiuding frowned and said, his expression became much gloomier.
The Shenwuwei is a huge force in the Imperial City. There are many people who covet this force, and they encounter a lot of resistance.
Although Prince Jiuding tried many things, it was not that easy after all.
Jun Jun, Chen Chen, father and son, he is the only son of King Jiuding. Although this matter is a little lower than his level, it is inextricably related to him.
After all, he is the future Prince Jiuding.
The Shenwuwei is in his father's hands, and it will definitely be in his hands in the future.
"Yang Ling dares to ask, who is stopping the old prince?"
"Yang Ling" his eyes flashed and he said suddenly.
"Um?!"
Before the young prince of Jiuding could speak, the cold-faced middle-aged priest next to him gave a cold look, with a very taboo look on his face, and said coldly
"Yang Ling, pay attention to your identity! There are some things you shouldn't ask!"
Some things are taboo for the superior. For the cold-faced middle-aged worshiper, Yang Ji's question was already taboo. He did have a great change in Yang Ji, but that was outside of the imperial court's affairs.
"No problem!"
The young prince of Jiuding waved his hand to stop the cold-faced middle-aged man from worshiping:
"There is nothing unspeakable about this matter. In the Imperial City, this is not a big deal."
"The most powerful people who oppose my father now are the military and some nobles. That's all. My father has joined the line of Marquis Zhongwu, which is equivalent to easing the relationship with the military. The key is that some royal families,
This is the biggest trouble."
"And among the royal family, the one who opposes my father the most...is Prince Taiyuan!"
At the end of the sentence, the young prince Jiuding showed a wry smile.
The feud between Prince Jiuding and Prince Taiyuan actually started very early. Long before Prince Taiyuan obtained the fiefdom, the two already disliked each other.
If they hadn't been concerned about the royal family's face and had to leave some leeway, the two of them would have fallen out with each other long ago.
This time he was sent to Taiyuanzhou Mansion by his father. He was extremely embarrassed. This was like throwing himself into a trap! Fortunately, the only reason was that Prince Taiyuan was an elder after all. Even if he did not deal with his father, it would not be good.
Losing face to deal with a junior like him.
However, humiliation may be inevitable.
In fact, Prince Taiyuan has already done this through the hands of Princess Longwu. It is he who is embarrassed, but it is actually his father who is embarrassed.
Fortunately, "Yang Ling" saved the day for him.
If you want to gain something, you must give something. Prince Taiyuan has always been an embarrassment that he can't get around. Even his father can't do anything about it, let alone him.
"...Fortunately, things here have come to an end, and I don't have to stay here for a long time. After a while, I will go back home and return to the Imperial City."
The young prince Jiuding breathed a long sigh of relief as he spoke. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer. When he goes back with this expert, he must be able to explain it to his father.
"If I say that there is an opportunity to help the young prince deal with Prince Taiyuan, I will vent my anger. I wonder what the young prince thinks?"
"Yang Ling" was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke.
"Buzz!"
The main hall trembled, and in the darkness, it was like a bolt of lightning flashed through the void. The young prince Jiuding sat on the deerskin chair, his body shook, and he looked at "Yang Ling" almost at the same time as the cold-faced middle-aged priest.
"Yang Ling, what do you want to do?"
The cold-faced middle-aged priest suddenly shouted angrily, took a long step, stepped in front of the young prince Jiuding, and glared at Yang Ji:
"Just now it was the old prince, and now it is Prince Taiyuan. Do you want to provoke a fight between the prince and Prince Taiyuan? What are your intentions?"
The cold-faced middle-aged worshipper's eyes flickered like a sword, as if he wanted to penetrate the golden mask on "Yang Ling's" face and see into the depths of his heart.
He has always been deeply wary of "Yang Ling". It was only because "Yang Ling" helped the old prince that he felt relieved a little.
However, this does not mean that he completely believes Yang Ji.
The young prince of Jiuding sat on the deerskin chair and looked at "Yang Ling" with flickering eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
"Yang Ling, what do you want to say?"
The young prince of Jiuding held his chin with one hand, as if he felt something, and his expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling:
"You are very different from usual today!"
There is a lot of meaning in his expression.
"It seems that I have overthought it. It turns out that the young prince has no such idea at all."
"Yang Ling" smiled slightly and kept silent.
"Haha, I didn't say that."
The young prince of Jiuding smiled, showing that he was not repelled by "Yang Ling", but was actually very interested in it.
"Yang Ling", or Yang Ji laughed.
The young prince Jiuding is not a stupid person, on the contrary, he is a very interesting and wonderful person. In fact, if he were not like this, it would be difficult for Yang Ji to choose him.
It is basically impossible to provoke a dispute between Prince Jiuding and Prince Taiyuan and keep him in the dark. Yang Ji believed that the young prince felt something from his words.
After today, it is estimated that it will be difficult for me to stay with the young prince Jiuding. However, fortunately, I have no such plans.
Raising an army for a thousand days can be spent in just one moment.
After so long, it’s time to use this card. And Yang Ji believes that the young prince Jiuding will not refuse.
"Then the young prince wants to deal with Prince Taiyuan?"
Yang Ji opened his mouth and said, no longer trying to be secretive.
"Haha, being a Chunyang Martial Saint is easier said than done. It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. This thing is not that easy to do."
The young prince of Jiuding said, raising his head slightly and raising his chin, looking noncommittal.
Love what I love, hate what I hate!
In the Imperial City, he often heard his father getting angry. There was only one person who could make his father so angry and out of control, Prince Taiyuan!
Love the house as much as the crow, hate the crow as much as the house.
As a son of a man, he has been exposed to it since he was a child, and he does not have a very good feeling towards Prince Taiyuan. If he can deal with Prince Taiyuan, cause him some trouble, and vent his bad breath on behalf of his father, then why would he do it?
But the premise is that this kind of thing must be reliable. (To be continued.)