Hsu Fengnian laughed lightly and said, "If you read history books and record a person, a matter, or a battle in just a few dozen words, you would also feel that it is just that. Only when you are personally in the situation do you understand the ups and downs and the disgrace. For example, if I had died in any place before, the history books would only record that the Beiliang heir Hsu Fengnian had no virtue or talent. But sitting next to you, along the way, how many times have you involuntarily wanted to kill me? "
Xuanyuan Qingfeng slanted his eyes and said mockingly, "Oh, you know how to reason now."
Hsu Fengnian smiled knowingly and said, "You are wronging me. Back when I was chased and beaten by your servants in the lantern market with Wen Hua, did I not reason enough? I almost talked myself hoarse, but I still could not avoid a beating. "
The corners of Xuanyuan Qingfeng's mouth rose slightly.
Great Peace City was truly large. They had not even crossed half of the city from the main city gate of Great Peace City to the Xiamawei Relay Station, but it felt like they had already made several trips to any city in Beiliang.
Tong Ziliang, the head of the Demawei Courier Station, hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past half a day, afraid that he would miss the arrival of His Highness the Crown Prince. He was a former member of Northern Liang. Before he retired from the army, he wasn't considered a soldier and couldn't be called a general. Now that he was in charge of the courier station, he was like a fish in water. He had settled down in the capital, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. He was even more extravagant than many of the capital's old officials who couldn't afford to buy a mansion in their lifetime. He had bought a small residence in the southwest corner of the city, and his grandson had been studying for many years. Tong Ziliang hoped that the child would have some success in the imperial examinations, so he didn't have any greater wishes. His only regret was that the relay station had been replaced by new people. Today, other than him, who was an old member of the Beiliang army, there was no one else who could be considered a soldier under the general's command. In the past, he could always drink with his old brothers in the relay station. Now, he could not find anyone to drink with.
Tong Ziliang stood under the dragon claw locust tree outside the relay station and waited. His subordinates all laughed at him for thinking too highly of himself. Even if the infamous heir of Beiliang entered the capital, he would stay in a grand residence specially arranged by the Ministry of Rites. At the very least, he would not lack beauties, fine wine, and good food. Would he be willing to stay in the relay station? But Tong Ziliang did not explain anything and just stood there. In the past, he had waited time and time again for the King of Beiliang to return with merits and for the generals of Beiliang to return with glory. The only time he was disappointed that no one came...... during the Battle of the Western Wall, General Feng and Ma Ling, fourteen generals, including Ma Ling, went to the palace..............................
The carriage stopped.
A young, handsome man with white hair got off and walked toward Tong Ziliang. He smiled warmly and said, "Tong Ziliang, you've worked hard."
Tong Ziliang asked in astonishment, "His Royal Highness?"
As soon as he asked, Tong Ziliang wanted to slap himself a few times. Looking at the unfamiliar but noble white satin robe of the man in front of him, who else could it be but the heir? Otherwise, which member of the imperial family would be willing to look for trouble? Tong Ziliang knelt on the ground and said in a low voice, "Tong Ziliang of the Horse Wei pays his respects to His Royal Highness!"
Hsu Fengnian helped him up and said with a smile, "Xu Xiao asked me to pass on a message to Tong Ziliang. 'Be careful of your unmarried daughter. Don't let Hsu Fengnian meet her, lest he be harmed.'"
Tong Ziliang stood up in a daze and couldn't help but laugh. It was difficult for him to restrain himself.
Hsu Fengnian walked with him to the door of the post house and said, "I'll be staying here for the next few days. I'll come here however Xu Xiao used to come. There's no need to specially arrange anything."
Tong Ziliang nodded and said, "I'll definitely do as His Royal Highness says."
Behind him, Wu whispered, "Sir Ziliang, remember to give him more food."
Tong Ziliang laughed and said, "Don't worry about that. There's enough food and meat."
Behind them, Blue Bird and Xuanyuan Ziyi were very eye-catching.
Hsu Fengnian suddenly turned his head and saw a middle-aged poor scholar with a Pure Yang Scarf on his head. Behind him was a handsome boy carrying a black sandalwood sword case. Hsu Fengnian first let Wu follow Tong Ziliang into the post house to eat. He walked toward the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War who had become popular in the capital in just two years and said with a smile, "Greetings, Sword Immortal Tang Xi."
The Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War, Lu Baijie of the Lu family.
Sword Immortal Tang Xi smiled and said, "Fortunately, Your Highness didn't ask this rotten scholar about benevolence and morality. Now that I'm an official in the capital, I've been called Assistant Minister so many times that I've almost forgotten that I'm a swordsman. That's why I purposely let my boy servant come with a sword. I wanted to disregard the dignity of an elder and exchange swordsmanship with you, but I didn't expect to be humiliated. "
Hsu Fengnian flattered, "Assistant Minister Lu has a unique insight."
Lu Baijie shook his head helplessly and said, "After becoming an expert, I've become more thick-skinned."
Hsu Fengnian accepted all these words and asked, "Shall we go in and have a seat?"
Lu Baijie nodded and said, "I'd like to ask you about the way of the sword."
Hsu Fengnian blushed and said, "Uncle Lu, aren't you afraid of being blind?"
Lu Baijie said indifferently, "Not to mention that Li Chungang personally taught me the Two-Sleeved Green Snake and Đồng Thái gave me the Twelfth Sword, even if I, Lu Baijie, am a frog at the bottom of a well. I should know that even if the Fifth Raccoon stood there and let me stab him a few times, I might not be able to kill him."
Hsu Fengnian was silent.
Lu Baijie joked, "Don't worry, no one in the capital believes that you really killed the Mountain Master of Mount Bubing. They all say that it was done by the King of Beiliang's men of sacrifice. It has nothing to do with you."
Hsu Fengnian was about to speak when the boy servant with the sword on his back shouted in shock, "Teacher, there's a ghost on the locust tree!"
Lu Baijie turned around and knocked him on the forehead.
A red robe was hanging on the lush Dragon Claw Locust Tree.
Lu Baijie didn't even look at it and said softly, "Xuan Zhi?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head and said, "It's already a celestial phenomenon."
Lu Baijie laughed and said, "I'm indeed worthy of being called a frog at the bottom of a well."
Hsu Fengnian held back his laughter. Lu Baijie was puzzled. When she saw the woman in purple from Mount Huishan, she sighed deeply. Even with Tangxi Sword Immortal's excellent state of mind, she couldn't help but have mixed feelings. She went straight to the point and said self-deprecatingly, "In the officialdom, there are only old men with white hair and eyebrows. After seeing you today, I know that a little success in the officialdom will lead to a big disappointment in martial arts. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come. "
It was late autumn and the capital was clean. Tong Ziliang, the posthouse keeper, saw that there were many people, so he simply moved the table to the courtyard and did everything himself. He didn't give anyone in the posthouse a chance to get close to Hsu Fengnian.
The locust tree in the courtyard and the Dragon Claw Locust Tree outside were a pair.
The people at the table under the tree were Hsu Fengnian, who had come to the capital to observe the ceremony, Lu Baijie, Mount Huishan Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Blue Bird, the young man of sacrifice, and the boy servant with the sword on his back.
There was one more.
The boy servant pointed at the gloomy locust tree with a pale face and said with grievance, "Teacher, look, I didn't lie to you. There really is a female ghost on the tree!"
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