Huangxiu

Chapter 465 Thoughts
Chu Zhiyuan left Mingyue Tower and went to the Supervisory Office first to carefully check the news from the northern border before returning to Prince Qing's Mansion.

In an octagonal pavilion on the lake in the back garden of Prince Qing's mansion, a gaunt old man and a handsome middle-aged man were concentrating on playing chess.

Sitting next to him was a beautiful woman in palace dress, looking very energetic and wearing pearls and jade, like a fairy concubine.

She buried her head in playing the piano; the sound was melodious, peaceful and quiet.

It was none other than Grand Chancellor Chu Qingyan, Prince Qing Chu Minghou, and Princess Bai Ningshuang.

The black and white pieces on the chessboard were in a fierce fight, and the situation was tragic.

Chu Minghou is unable to practice martial arts, but his chess and painting are both top-notch.

Chu Qingyan particularly likes and values ​​Chu Minghou. Staying in Prince Qing's Mansion, he can play several games of chess with Chu Minghou every day, and he is quite happy to stay there.

Even though Chu Zhiyuan said that the danger had been resolved, he still did not leave and remained in Prince Qing's Mansion for a few more days.

Chu Zhiyuan came to the pavilion.

Bai Ningshuang stroked the strings of the zither and waved her hand with a smile, signaling him not to disturb the two of them.

Chu Zhiyuan came and sat down near her, looked at the chessboard with a smile, and shook his head.

Chu Qingyan's black spots were already in a desperate situation, powerless to recover, and their struggles were in vain.

Chu Qingyan stared at the chessboard, shrugged, and snorted, "Is he going to meet a girl?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Uncle, just give up. There's no need to struggle anymore."

Chu Qingyan snorted: "It's not a desperate situation yet, I can turn the tables! ... Who are you meeting with your lover?"

Bai Ningshuang and Chu Minghou both looked over.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It's His Majesty the Ninth Prince of Dameng."

"Li Hongzhao?" Chu Qingyan put down a black particle with a serious expression, as if the tiny black particle was as heavy as a mountain.

Then he wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his head to look over: "It's better to stay away from her."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Bai Ningshuang hurriedly said, "Uncle Jiu, is it because she is the Princess of Dameng? This Ninth Prince is too beautiful and not dignified enough, not as good as Ruoling."

Chu Qingyan said: "She is different from the Xiao family girl. She is a real phoenix."

"Uncle Jiu, what's wrong with Fenghuang?" Bai Ningshuang asked, "Is she too proud?"

"He's tough." Chu Qingyan shook his head and stared at the chessboard to see how Chu Minghou made his move: "Normative people can defeat him."

"Uncle Jiu——!" Bai Ningshuang said angrily, "Don't talk half-heartedly. Explain clearly, why can't the phoenix be subdued?"

Chu Qingyan laughed and said, "Girl, come on, come on. You can only marry her if you become the emperor. Otherwise, you will die if you marry her. This is the fate of the Phoenix bloodline."

"Is the Phoenix bloodline so powerful?" Bai Ningshuang asked, "Isn't this equivalent to a curse?"

"It can't be said to be a curse. The benefits of Phoenix blood are enormous. The Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Art can lead to the Grandmaster level directly, and it can be cultivated very quickly."

"If you can't marry the person you want to marry, you will be unhappy all your life. What's the use of being a grandmaster?" Bai Ningshuang said.

Chu Qingyan shook his head helplessly: "Bai girl, you... are lucky to have married Minghou."

Chu Minghou put down a white piece with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head secretly.

Li Hongzhao didn't want to get married, but to become an emperor, and her ambition was as high as the sky.

He smiled and said, "Uncle, I heard that we want to negotiate peace with Dameng?"

"Well, it seems that we really need to negotiate." Chu Qingyan picked up a black piece solemnly, his eyes moving around the chessboard.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "The Great Mongolian Emperor is seriously ill and difficult to treat. How about this?"

Chu Qingyan said nonchalantly: "You are well-informed. I just heard the news this morning."

"We really want to negotiate?" Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "What about Dazhen?"

Chu Qingyan said: "It would be great if all three parties could live in peace."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said nothing.

This statement can only deceive the people. Chu Qingyan threw the black piece and said helplessly: "I blame you for losing this game. You made me unable to concentrate and I can't turn things around!"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed.

Bai Ningshuang said in surprise: "Uncle Jiu, are we really going to negotiate? Is the Great Mongolian Emperor really going to die?"

"I guess he has gone too far in his training and is about to pass on the throne." Chu Qingyan said, "When a new emperor ascends the throne, he will focus on securing his position, so how can he have the energy to fight a war?"

“Being possessed by a demon?” Chu Zhiyuan frowned. “Has any of our ancestors been possessed by a demon?”

“Yes.” Chu Qingyan nodded, “It’s just that no one knows about it. The fifth emperor, Emperor Gaozong, was possessed by a demon. Fortunately, the sixth emperor, Emperor Xuanzong, was wise and brave and became a grandmaster early on. Otherwise, it would have been really troublesome.”

"Why did he become possessed?" Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Could it be that the Emperor's Sword cannot protect itself?"

"Who said that the Emperor's Sword can protect you from going astray?"

"Can a Grandmaster still go astray?"

"You are now a Grandmaster, and you also know the difficulties of cultivation. If you were an ordinary Grandmaster, it would be fine, but as the Son of Heaven, your ambition is higher than the sky, how can you be content with that?"

"……Too."

Chu Qingyan shook his head: "I was just about to remind you that when you reach this level, you should calm down and pursue a carefree and easy life, letting things take their own course. You can't keep practicing hard like before, rushing in and out like before, or you'll go crazy."

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something.

Chu Qingyan said: "The Grandmaster's breakthrough is different from the first two levels. The Jade Tower and the Copper Tower are more like dead things, while the Gold Tower is a living thing. It will not passively take a beating without fighting back, it will fight back."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly.

The Golden Tower can devour spiritual power. Even if you practice visualization, it is inevitable that some spiritual power will float to the Golden Tower.

It’s just that compared to before, most people will focus on the objects of visualization.

The longer the time goes by, the stronger and more spiritual the Golden Building becomes, and the more severe the backlash will be.

Therefore, if you want to make a breakthrough, you must do it as early as possible and never delay.

The time when you become a grandmaster is the golden period and you must not miss it.

“In short, let’s take this as a warning.” Chu Qingyan shook his head: “The Emperor of Dameng is probably in his prime, arrogant and determined to break through, which has led to the current situation. Fortunately, the eldest prince of Dameng has become a grandmaster, otherwise…”

Chu Zhiyuan asked: "What would happen if there is no Grand Master to succeed to the throne?"

Chu Qingyan snorted, "If the Emperor's Sword has no master, it will be like dragons and snakes rising from the land, and the world will be in turmoil."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly.

Without the Emperor's Sword, the royal family would not have absolute overwhelming power.

How can the grand masters accept it?
What's more, all the martial arts sects and forces in the world will act with impunity.

Under such circumstances, how can the world not be in chaos?

Chu Zhiyuan looked towards Dameng, his eyes sparkling as if he was thinking about something.

"What are you thinking about?" Chu Qingyan simply pushed the chess piece into the box beside him and stopped playing. He turned to Chu Zhiyuan and said, "You have a lot of ideas. What do you think?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "If the Emperor's Sword of Dameng has no master to choose..."

"You kid, don't even think about it!" Chu Qingyan said, "Unless the Great Mongol Emperor is dead, even if he is possessed by a demon, he can still activate the Emperor's Sword."

Chu Zhiyuan looked in the direction of Dameng.

Chu Qingyan said: "Assassinating the prince will cause endless trouble, so it's best not to have this idea...Besides, the Great Mongolian Emperor must have a backup plan. Moreover, how do you know if this is not a trap?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

His gaze turned towards Sifang Pavilion and fell on Li Hongzhao.

The range of the super-sensory cave photography is already six kilometers, enough to cover Sifang Pavilion.

Li Hongzhao was sitting in the small courtyard of Dameng Pavilion, listening to Su Qiuyan, who looked worldly, talking.

In addition to Su Qiuyan, there were three middle-aged men, all of whom were grandmasters.

(End of this chapter)