In summer, the sun was very strong and the weather was very hot. The sky was blue with white clouds.
In such a quiet day, from time to time, there would be thunder in the sky above the Yang Palace. For this situation, the people walking on the official road were already accustomed to it.
They all knew that the "Little Prince" was refining pills again.
Little Prince was the name that the common people gave to Yang Wu. He was too young and had a different surname, so it was much more intimate to call him by such a name.
These days, Su Roumei was doing good deeds. Every morning, she would distribute rice, steamed buns and other food to the common people. She said that because her son disturbed everyone's peace, she apologized to everyone, but in fact, she wanted to accumulate merit for the Yang Family. She hoped that their Yang Family would be peaceful and would not be tormented again.
Su Roumei's good deeds were naturally praised by many people. Even the prince Yang Wu was praised, so he was given such a name.
In the Yang Palace, Yang Wu opened a place to refine pills. Little Hei supported the mansion with an array, so that the pill lightning he attracted would not affect the other places in the mansion.
Now, Yang Wu basically refined king pills. His alchemy skills were already extraordinary.
After the end of the alchemy, several people gathered in his courtyard.
Lu Zhi, Geng Jian, Zheng Xiaohu, Li Dazui, Zhou Yong, Huang Changjian and the rest of the team.
Yang Wu hadn't even gone to take a bath when he called them over and gave them a pill one by one. After everyone received the pill, they were so moved that they wanted to cry.
Profound Congealing Pill was a king pill that could directly break through to the Earth Sea Realm. It was worth tens of thousands of Profound Spirit Stones. If it was auctioned, it could even fetch a higher price. Yang Wu just gave it away, it was really too generous.
"Prince, Zheng Xiaohu is a member of the Yang Family. Even if he dies, he will be a ghost of the Yang Family." Zheng Xiaohu knelt in front of Yang Wu and said solemnly.
Li Dazui knelt down and said, "My life already belongs to Prince!"
Zhou Yong also knelt down and said, "I am willing to go through water and tread on fire for your highness."
"We're all on the same side, there's no need for that. Get up," Yang Wu said with a smile. He then looked at Huang Changjian and asked, "Can the auction begin?"
"Replying to Your Highness, we can start in three days." Huang Changjian replied. He paused for a moment before continuing, "I came back to request the Young Master to prepare the final item for the auction, as well as to make a list of the people who will be participating in the auction."
"I've already prepared the auction items for you. As for the invitation list, you can discuss it with Lu Zhi." Yang Wu said as he waved the pill in his hand.
"I believe that with His Highness's current popularity, this auction will be very successful." Huang Changjian said very firmly.
"It's good to be confident, but there are some things that you have to guard against," Yang Wu said.
After talking with everyone for a while, he asked Lu Zhi and Huang Changjian to stay back and talk about the details of the auction preparations before leaving.
"Since we're going to have an auction, let's make it grand." Yang Wu said to himself and then set off for the Imperial Palace.
After so many days, it was time for him to go see Her Majesty the Empress.
"She probably isn't doing too well." He sighed softly in his heart.
For this trip, Yang Wu was very low-key and went to the Imperial Palace alone.
Yang Wu arrived in front of the Imperial Palace's gates and was directly let in without needing to report.
Who in the Imperial Guards didn't know that their commander's son was a prince? They had already been ordered by the Empress to enter and leave the Imperial Palace as they pleased.
Yang Wu entered the Imperial Palace and saw the builders working hard to rebuild the pavilions and pavilions. His heart was filled with emotion. This place used to be so glorious, but after the baptism of war, most of it had been destroyed. It could be said to be a heavy loss.
Yang Wu did not go to Tang Xiaohan's bedroom, but went directly to the Golden Imperial Palace.
Sure enough, when he arrived at the Golden Imperial Palace, he found Tang Xiaohan wearing a dragon and phoenix robe looking at memorials. Her brows were tightly knit and her teeth were clenched. She looked like she was thinking hard about a good plan.
Seeing her like this, Yang Wu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He felt very guilty for pushing her to the top.
"Greetings to Your Majesty the Empress!" Yang Wu gave a bow and greeted her in a soft voice.
Tang Xiaohan raised her head and looked at Yang Wu who had suddenly come to visit. Her expression froze for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she asked, "Does Your Highness have something to report?"
This time it was Yang Wu's turn to freeze.
He really wasn't used to Tang Xiaohan's business-like manner.
Yang Wu smiled and said, "It's like this, I want to invite Your Majesty to participate in the Marquis Gang's auction."
Tang Xiaohan replied without any hesitation, "We are busy every day and do not have time to care about your matters. Is there anything else?"
Yang Wu walked over to Tang Xiaohan and said, "Your Majesty the Empress, just treat it as going out to relax. Sitting at the table reading memorials all day is not good for your body. You look much more haggard."
"Stop, when is it your turn to judge us? If there's nothing else, then get out." Tang Xiaohan revealed a trace of anger as she reprimanded him.
This time Yang Wu was really stunned. He realized that Tang Xiaohan was not joking with him.
"I'm sorry Your Majesty, this official was rude." Yang Wu cupped his hands towards Tang Xiaohan and said. Following that, he continued, "Your subject's purpose in holding this auction is to clear up the oppressive atmosphere in the Imperial City and to strike a blow against the Medicine King's Hall, stopping the Medicine King's Hall from monopolizing the pills. Your Majesty, please come and support us.
"Child's play, we don't have time. If you don't have anything else, then leave." Tang Xiaohan loudly reprimanded him.
Yang Wu's eyebrows slightly wrinkled as a burst of anger rose in his heart. He said to Tang Xiaohan, "Then this official will take his leave!"
He turned around and left. He did not plan on talking to Tang Xiaohan anymore. He felt that this woman had changed too quickly.
He did not know that when he walked out of the throne room, the person on the dragon table was already in tears.
"Your Majesty, you don't have to treat him like this. He is doing this for your own good." A faint voice sounded out from the throne room.
"So what? I am not a puppet that he can manipulate as he wishes." Tang Xiaohan said uncomfortably.
"Perhaps he helped you to the throne on purpose, but I don't think he has the heart to make you a puppet. At most, he only hopes that when you are on the throne, you can take care of the Yang family a little. After all, he is still someone who has to leave this place."
"Humph, he is a person without a conscience. It's impossible for me to help him."
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When Yang Wu came out of the palace, he was in a very bad mood. He felt that Tang Xiaohan had changed too much, making it hard for him to accept.
"Is the temptation of the throne really that great? Once someone sits on the throne, they will lose their heart?" Yang Wu asked in his heart.
He could not understand no matter how he thought about it. He also felt that other than this reason, Tang Xiaohan might have been affected by her father's death.
He shook his head and did not want to think too much about it. He directly went to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant to drink.
The Drunken Immortal Restaurant was a property of the Hundred Flower Sect. If Shi Wenmei did not appear in the palace, he would not have known that the Drunken Immortal Restaurant had such a great background.
He could not understand why a giant in the Transcendent Realm like the Hundred Flower Sect would open a small property like this. Wasn't this a waste of talent?
When Yang Wu came to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, the manager personally came out to greet him, saying, "Welcome your highness. Your presence truly brings light to our Drunken Immortal Restaurant."
Yang Wu recognized this shopkeeper. He smiled and said, "Shopkeeper coming out to greet this Little Wang, this Little Wang is flattered!"
"How could that be? You are my daughter's young master. We have already prepared a seat for you. Please come upstairs." The manager very tactfully said.
This was a smooth and slick person.
Immediately, Yang Wu understood the Hundred Flower Sect's intentions. This small restaurant was not only a tool to make money, but also a place to gather information from all over the world.
From this, it could be seen that the Hundred Flower Sect had a lot of information that other forces did not have. This was very useful for their development.
Aside from that, there was also a deeper meaning that he could not understand.
Yang Wu sat on the second floor by the window. He ordered a jug of wine and a few dishes. He drank by himself, his mind a bit messy.
It had always been Tang Xiaohan chasing after him. He felt that he could completely control Tang Xiaohan. But now that she had become different, giving him a strange feeling, he did not know why he felt uncomfortable.
"Could it be that I like her? That's impossible. "Yang Wu asked himself, then raised his cup and drank.
After a while, the sound of an erhu could be heard.
The sound of the Erhu was filled with continuous sorrow and tears. It was as if a pair of loving lovers had been persecuted and had no choice but to separate. In the end, one of them even died of depression. This kind of tragedy was not uncommon in the human world.
Yang Wu couldn't help but think of the slug Zi Yu Yue. He wondered how she was doing right now.
It had been almost two years since the three year agreement. There was only about a year left until the end. He suddenly felt that it was a bit too long. He had an urge to see her again.
"After this matter is over, I'll go find her. No matter where you are, I'll bring you back to my side." Yang Wu said with a look of longing.
The music of the erhu changed again. Suddenly, it came to the battlefield. The scene of thousands of horses galloping, killing intent everywhere, and blood and flesh flying everywhere was extremely fierce and dangerous.
Yang Wu felt as if he had returned to the time when he was fighting against the barbarians at the border. At that time, he had disregarded life and death. He had been prepared to die at the border at any time. Fortunately, he had survived and was living well.
Along the way, he had persisted in his beliefs. Now that he had taken back what he had lost and reported his hatred, what should he do next?
Besides looking for Zi Yu Yue, should he continue to look for the Xuan Essence Qi with Little Hei? Or should he continue to strengthen the Yang family and fight against the strong enemies?
He felt that these were not what he needed, so what exactly did he need?
All of a sudden, he became a little confused.
The music of the erhu stopped.
Yang Wu came to his senses and looked at the blind girl who played the erhu slowly groping her way down the stairs. He suddenly understood what he needed.
"Even a blind girl is so determined to live in this world. I'm already an extremely powerful official, and I have Little Hei's help. Why should I be confused about what I want? As long as I live the life I want vigorously, protect my loved ones, pursue immortality, and pursue the peak of martial arts, that's the life I want!"
"It's time to set a small goal!"
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