In this competition, Yan Guiyi undoubtedly won the first place, but the other princes still had to sort out their rankings, so he could only go back and wait for the time being.
Raising his head, Yan Guiyi wanted to say a few words to Su Junbao, discuss the next thing, or share the joy, but Su Junbao's eyes were not looking at him at all. The corners of Yan Guiyi's mouth moved, and he could only choose to remain silent for the time being. He knew that now was not the time.
, the eldest brother has explained that here he is the master and Su Junbao is the servant. No one would take the initiative to seek the opinion of an inferior servant without any reason.
How many pairs of eyes are looking at him? People who can get along well in the officialdom can observe their words and demeanor. What a fine person they are. As long as they are not careful, they will see the clues. They must know that Yan Guiyi is far away and barren in his own country.
In his fiefdom, there was not much possibility of exposure to advanced martial arts. His performance just now could not be covered up by the word talent.
"This little prince is extremely talented in martial arts. I don't know where he studied under him. Has he learned any swordsmanship before?" As expected, Deacon Li asked, seemingly casually, but in fact his eyes were flickering.
"My lord, when I was at home in the fiefdom, I once met a strange man passing by. He saw that my son was smart and liked him very much, so he gave me some tips. He was eager to learn and practiced frequently, which is why he has achieved this level of success today. He is also called
Your Majesty is laughing!" Concubine Xue Ming replied for him.
"Oh, but I don't know what the name of that strange person is? Who is he from? I am really curious about someone who has such skill in swordsmanship!" Deacon Li asked again.
"I don't know this!"
Xue Mingfei shook her head: "The man refused to tell me his name and origin. He came to me in the late winter last year. He was going north. He said he wanted to catch some golden-clothed snow silkworms, but he was caught by the wind, snow and severe cold.
He only stayed in the city for two or three months, and left at the beginning of spring, and has not been seen since then!"
When Xue Mingfei said these words, there were three pairs of eyes staring at her. They were the three giants of Xixue Kingdom. In the power field, if they could get into their position, any flaw in their words and deeds would be revealed.
There is no way to escape their scrutiny.
What happened to Yan Guiyi today was really abnormal.
Everyone can make up a story, but it has to be well-written, truthful, and well-spoken, but not everyone can do it. Xue Mingfei has practiced these words countless times, and she looks calm and can't see any flaws, especially when she mentions Jin
When the words "Yixue Can" came out, Deacon Li's eyes lit up.
He knew that it was a species of poisonous insect that originated in the far north. It was extremely rare and few people had heard of it. The cloth woven from its silk was incomparable to a sword. It was impervious to water and fire, and hard to be hurt by a sword. And
It has many miraculous effects and is the finest material for making various treasure clothes. A small piece as big as a palm can be sold for extremely high prices.
Whether the golden-clothed snow silkworm is good or not, it may be extremely difficult to catch it. It only grows in the bitter cold land of the far north. Its body is extremely poisonous. The poisonous mist it spits out can only be used by Tonggu realm warriors.
If it encounters it even slightly, it is possible that the whole body will rot and die. Therefore, in the northern wilderness, there are no people who can capture and subdue it. Here, every Tonggu realm warrior is the overlord of the party, either rich or rich.
Expensive, most people cherish their lives. There is no need to risk their lives to catch such a poisonous insect. In addition, the extremely high price of its made into clothing is rare in the core area of the Central Empire. Many people here are just listening to it.
I've never heard of it, let alone called it by name.
Deacon Li could tell based only on what the other party said that the strange person Xue Mingfei talked about must be an insect catcher from the Central Empire. His cultivation level must be above half-saint. He came here just to collect some rare treasures.
It's not surprising that Yan Guiyi could see through a fourth-level martial arts in a short time under the guidance of a semi-sage.
"I think he must be a semi-saint master. It is really gratifying that the little prince can get his guidance. I don't know that the semi-sage master may have accepted the little prince as his disciple. If I am lucky, I can also pay homage to him.
Fan!" Deacon Li said again.
Half-Saint! The people around were surprised. For people in small places, this is such a distant and unattainable word.
"No!"
Concubine Xue Ming shook her head: "That man was just here to give some advice. I begged my son and I, but he never agreed. I was also afraid of offending him, so I didn't mention it again until I left.
I don’t even know the name!”
"Oh! That's it!" Everyone who heard it suddenly realized.
The conditions for becoming a Semi-Saint disciple are so harsh. If Concubine Xue Ming said yes, most people here would not believe it. I think she was just idle and bored in the winter, just giving some tips to pass the time, and did not take a fancy to the mother and son at all.
Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother to tell him my name.
Many people thought in their hearts that they did not believe and were unwilling to admit that a down-and-out princess and her son could have such good luck. They did not deserve it!
Among them was the deacon who asked the question. Although he asked with a smile on his face, he could not hide the contempt in his eyes, not only for Concubine Xue Ming, but also for everyone present.
When he thought about it, how could a noble half-saint from the Central Empire be interested in a person from a remote country and accept her as his disciple? Or maybe he was coveting the beauty of the princess, making deals behind the scenes and giving her some benefits.
It was hard to tell if she just dismissed her. After all, the princess was in her prime and had been a widow in the fiefdom for many years. Even if she did it, no one would know about it.
Of course, if Yan Guiyi really worshiped under the sect of a semi-saint, the situation would be completely different. Even if the three major families borrowed their courage, they would not dare to murder him.
No one would believe this premise, but it only explains why Yan Guiyi suddenly became so talented.
After saying that, Concubine Xue Ming glanced at the boy next to her from the corner of her eye. It would be great if he was willing to accept her prince as his disciple. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life?
He entered the palace at the age of fifteen, but he was accompanied by an old and frail old king. He was tired of dealing with the intrigues of the palace all day long and did not enjoy much human love at all.
If her prince can really ascend the throne this time, Concubine Xue Ming will have to think about the rest of her life. After all, she is only in her thirties and still has a lot of good years left.
This boy is very young, but his mind is mature beyond his years, and he is very powerful!
Su Junbao didn't know what the women next to him were thinking. He just wanted to end it as soon as possible and leave Xiaoxi and the others in their care. Then he could grow up quietly until he thought he was strong enough to walk out of the wilderness. And even if he knew, it wouldn't be strange.
, after all, everyone has the right to live a better life for themselves.
The folk customs here are still very barbaric and backward, sometimes close to primitive. Su Junbao has lived there for many years and has long been accustomed to it.
After the small talk, the other three princes who were still competing in the field also announced the winner and the result!