The old Taoist nodded. "I've been afraid for a long time. Xiaoyao Temple is right next to the Green Dragon Stream. I told him to follow the stream to Mount Hui where the Dragon King River enters the She River, then keep going north until it reaches the Spring God Lake. We'll be getting closer and closer to Beiliang. I told him that your brother will come to Mount Longhu in autumn. Dragon-Elephant will wait for you at the stream if he has nothing to do. Then he won't be afraid of the water anymore. "
Xu Longxiang hit the water with his palm and a big fish was shaken out of the water. Its claws were like hooks. After catching the fish, he looked at his brother and grinned foolishly, as if he was asking for credit.
Hsu Fengnian patted Huang Man'er's head and shook his head. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Just eat some vegetarian food. Let the fish go. "
Huang Man'er put the fainted fish back into the water, but it was eaten by a Tiger Kui chasing after the bamboo raft.
Hsu Fengnian suddenly asked, "Is there an old Taoist called Zhao Huangchao in Mount Longhu? A very old senior?"
Old Taoist Zhao Xituan thought for a while and shook his head. "There are many Century Enlightened Masters in seclusion on the mountain, but none of them are called Zhao Huangchao."
The boats and rafts sailed up leisurely while the Xuanyuan Cruise Ship turned around and returned to the Mount Hui Pier.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood at the window of the cabin. His lips were livid and his body was trembling. It was hard to tell if he was scared or angry. She wasn't blind. Although her martial arts talent was mediocre, she had a good memory and was outstanding on Mount Hui. No matter how complicated the moves were, she would never forget them. To put it nicely, Mount Hui was a place where people from all walks of life accepted talents. To put it bluntly, it was a place where people of all walks of life lived together. The Xuanyuan Family had a rich collection of books. Other families and sects regarded them as treasures, but the Aspiring Tripod Pavilion in Mount Hui had countless books. In terms of the number of books, it was only inferior to the Tide-listening Pavilion in Beiliang. Yuan Tingshan said he wanted to marry her because he saw her as a shortcut to the peak of martial arts. Even if she couldn't enter the Aspiring Tripod Pavilion, as long as Xuanyuan Qingfeng personally taught her, all problems would be solved. How could Xuanyuan Qingfeng not see how terrifying the yellow-skinned youth was? Perhaps in the entire Hui Mountain, there were no more than ten people who could create such a huge commotion. If the Invincible Vajra behind the youth was included, the number of people who could be counted on one hand!
That was fine.
...
This unfamiliar word made Xuanyuan Qingfeng's heart tremble. After the Spring and Autumn Period, although the title of Crown Prince had a tendency to spread in the dynasty, as long as one was a legitimate son of a noble family or a bastard's son, they were qualified to hold this title. However, the title of Crown Prince became more and more precious. Only the princes and princesses of the imperial family could be called Crown Prince. In the southeast of the dynasty, according to the law, only the descendants of Zhao Yi, the Crown Prince of Guangling, could be considered Crown Prince. Zhao Yi had three sons and six daughters. The Crown Prince, Zhao Yu, hadn't been hereditary. Speaking of which, it was strange. It was probably due to the Heavenly Dao's retribution that the lecherous Zhao Yi had snatched countless beauties. The seven concubines who had broken the rules were all beautiful enough to captivate the birds and beasts. However, their children all resembled Zhao Yi. All of them had big heads and ears, and were as fat as pigs. They did not inherit the looks of the concubines at all. If that was the case, who was the fellow whom the Longhu Taoist addressed as' Your Highness'? There was no need to doubt the identity of Crown Prince. If he wasn't a descendant of a Crown Prince, who would dare to bring elite soldiers with him? Even the powerful Guangling Duke, Zhao Yi, would not hand over such information to the Imperial Court. His children leaving the Duke's Manor to play was even more relaxed than ordinary families.
His surname was Xu?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face was pale.
After all, Xuanyuan was one of the top aristocratic families and was well-informed. She also heard that the eldest son of Xu Xiao, who had a different surname, traveled for three years before returning to Beiliang to avoid marrying into the Crown Prince's family. For some reason, he went out again this time. Not long ago, he caused trouble in Gangnam-do. Thousands of scholars from the Imperial College in the capital clamored for the Emperor to issue an edict to Jiangnan. Otherwise, the country would be in chaos and the law would be against the law. Unfortunately, the Butcher who took away the title of Pillar of the Country was still favored by the Emperor and protected His Royal Highness. As long as the King of Beiliang was in the capital, no official above the fourth rank dared to impeach him. Only the scholars of the Imperial College wrote tearful letters in blood, which made them a joke. Xuanyuan Qingfeng still remembered the arrogance of the Beiliang cavalry under Mount Longhu when the older generation of Mount Hui talked about it. At that time, it wasn't because of her family's righteousness, but because after the iron hooves flattened Mount Longhu, they were intimately interdependent. Xuanyuan also didn't have a good ending, so she had to bite the bullet and stand with the Taoist priests of Mount Longhu.
If it really was the Crown Prince of Beiliang, what should she do?
It was fine if she had to swallow this anger, but if that beggar turned into Crown Prince Xu came to Mount Hui to denounce her, how would her family deal with it? Her father was cowardly and would definitely be too scared to argue. Because of her father's decline in power, the other branches wouldn't hit him when he was down. Her family originally wanted to marry her to Zhao Yi's six sons, but because of Song Keli's arrival, there was a slight silence. Once her uncle Xuanyuan smelled the opportunity, how could he show mercy? Who didn't know that this uncle had openly teased her mother, saying, "The dumplings are delicious, but not as delicious as sister-in-law"? Her father only knew how to study behind closed doors, so how could he say anything about it? Was there a lack of such jokes?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng walked out of the cabin in a daze when the boat docked.
A lone boat shot over.
An old Confucian scholar with white hair flew across the river and landed at the bow of the boat.
The boat was filled with spiritual energy as it slowly approached the riverbank.
Seeing the only old man in her family who cared about her, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes welled up with tears.
The old man with an ancient sword at his waist said kindly, "Who dares to bully my granddaughter? Which family's brat is it? Grandpa will teach him a lesson for you. "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng lowered his head and didn't say anything.
The old man smiled and said, "It can't be the Crown Prince of Beiliang who went to Jianzhou, right? This is going to be troublesome. "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng raised his head, his face full of shock.
The old man who returned from the Dongyue Sword Pool was Xuanyuan's national weapon. Rumor had it that he could ride a sword for a hundred feet and decapitate someone. His sword skills were outstanding in the Southeast. Even the Dongyue Sword Pool, whose sword skills were second only to the Wu family's sword tomb, saw him as their number one threat.
The old man said proudly, "So what if he's the Crown Prince of Beiliang? Can he bully my granddaughter? I'd like to see if that one-armed Li Chungang can still open the gates of heaven with his sword! "
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