I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 183: The princess is no longer the god who decides life and death?
The head of the Xie family [Xie Maoxing] stepped down from the carriage onto the clouds, his steps somewhat unsteadily.

He stood in front of the hundred-foot waterfall, his eyes moved and his breath a little disordered.

The cold pond not far away was already stained with blood. The dragon's head broke into several pieces and fell into the cold pond, dyeing the water red.

Xie Shuwei's breath has completely disappeared here.

His eyes flickered, and he stood under the waterfall for a long time.

As the ice crystals around him began to melt, some frost formed on Xie Maoxing's loose clothes.

"In this territory of Dayu, someone actually dared to kill my Xie family."

Xie Maoxing took a deep look at the dragon, and the water in the cold pond suddenly began to burn, and the area within a radius of several miles was also ablaze.

His eyes gradually regained their calmness and he walked up into the clouds again.

“I thought that Lu Cikuan being beheaded, or Chu Xiubai of the Chu family dying at the hands of bandits, would be a big deal for the aristocratic families in the world.

But I never thought that one day, someone from my Xie family would die."

He talked to himself. Several Xie family men behind the carriage were already extremely angry. The murderous intent in their eyes swept through, and along with the clouds in the sky, they turned into a tornado.

"Let's go to Xuan Tianjing and ask Prime Minister Song, or even ask... the Saint, at whose hands did the son of my Xie family die."

As the carriage passed by, the fires on several hilltops burned away the ice crystals, but also burned the forests, burning the area for several miles.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, but is obscured by clouds.

Chen Zhian and Chen Shuijun only rested for an hour at the foot of Xiuba Mountain.

Before late at night, Chen Shuijun had already recovered. His aura became profound and unfathomable again.

Chen Zhian knew that the reason why Chen Shuijun exhausted all his skills and tried to kill him with one blow was just because he was worried that the six people of Dayu might have some means to keep it secret or to send a message to others.

The sooner you kill him, the less risk there is.

If they were to fight each other, Chen Shuijun would spend more time, but he should also win more easily.

Even at this moment, Chen Zhian felt as if he were in a dream as to Chen Shuijun's terrifying ability to slay dragons and kill people with one sword.

But when the moonlight in the sky shone on Chen Shuijun's white clothes.

Chen Shuijun, who was sitting cross-legged, finally stood up. Mist appeared on his body again, completely hiding his aura and breath, as if he was not there.

So Chen Zhian finally became convinced that his father was indeed a man of great talent.

Under the cover of clouds and mist, the two of them returned to Xuantianjing quietly and returned to the small courtyard on East Street, as if everything that happened today had never happened.

If other people knew that the father and son had gone out and killed a great figure from the six surnames of Dayu, I wonder what they would think.

After returning to the courtyard, Chen Shuijun looked calm and went to her room.

Chen Zhian watched him leave, and his heart finally calmed down.

He hated intrigues and schemes the most, and hated having to deal with those dirty villains for no reason.

However, his current strength is not enough, so he wants to use the magic seed in the Yunchuan sword and the power of the Xie family to see if he can rescue his mother.

But now, since his father has such a high level of cultivation, he doesn't have to worry too much.

My father seemed so calm and composed, so I guess he must be somewhat confident.

"As expected... In today's world, only those with a sword on their waist and cultivation can remain unmoved. Otherwise, everything they do is risky."

Chen Zhian frowned and thought. After a few breaths, he stretched out a finger and tiny pieces of lightning surged on his finger.

It was the Taoist magical power [Heavenly Drum] that Chen Zhian obtained by having his name inscribed on the Young Tiger Monument.

Chen Zhian ranks 347th on the Tiger Cub Monument. The strength of this lower magical power is directly linked to the ranking on the Tiger Cub Monument.

For other people, the magical powers of Taoism are often their strongest magical powers.

But for Chen Zhian, who has practiced two fourth-grade magical powers, Overlord Dragon Body and Mountain and River Blade, the Heavenly Drum magical power is just the icing on the cake.

In terms of his combat capability, it cannot be said that there is much improvement.

"Three hundred and forty-seven on the Tiger Cub Monument is really a bit low."

Chen Zhian shook his head slightly, his eyes flickering.

Then he remembered the word "Daoguo" that his father and Xie Weishu had mentioned.

On the way here, he had already asked Chen Shuijun.

Chen Shuijun just shook his head and said to him with a gentle look, "Don't worry, it's okay."

"But... can it really be called unimpeded?"

Chen Zhian took a deep breath, closed his eyes and practiced Ziqing Xuanwei Chanzhen, refining the third innate qi.

Early the next morning, Lu Zhujun came hurriedly and told Chen Zhian that he had received news that the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, the Inspectorate and the provincial governments of the fifty states of Dayu had begun to investigate the so-called Taibai Mountain.

The Chu family of Nanhai seemed silent, but their anger was accumulating energy like a volcano that had not yet erupted.

Once the trace of Taibai Mountain is found, the volcano will inevitably erupt.

For Dayu, aristocratic families are the real nobles and should not be humiliated lightly.

If someone dies for no reason and the murderer goes unpunished, the high and mighty aristocratic family will fall from grace.

It is for this reason that Shangyuan Lu wanted to kill Yun Ting at all costs.

"Brother Yu, you have to be more careful these days and don't reveal your whereabouts." Lu Zhujun reminded Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian turned and looked at Yu Like.

Yu Li Ke was helping Chen Shuijun plant flowers in the yard at this time, his black clothes covered in mud.

"Don't worry, Yu Li Ke has only gone out once in these days. He should not be discovered by anyone if he stays in this small courtyard."

Lu Zhujun was still a little worried: "There are many capable people in the Inspectorate, the Ministry of Justice, and the Dali Temple. If someone finds Yu Like's whereabouts, it will be a big trouble."

Chen Zhian glanced at Chen Shuijun and shook his head again: "Don't worry too much. No one in this small courtyard should find Yu Like."

Lu Zhujun knew that Chen Zhian was always cautious, so after hearing Chen Zhian's reassurance, he didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Chen Zhian took out another letter.

"Young Master Si Chiqiong of the Si family invited me to have a drink at Nanxuan Tower, saying that he had important news to convey." Chen Zhian smiled and said, "This person is a little strange. I don't know what he is thinking."

Yun Ting, who was not far away, stood up and said, "Want to go drink? I'd like to come too."

Lu Zhujun also stood up, and Bai Jian poked his head out of the room.

His hair was messy, his face was pale and his eyes were sleepy. Although he didn't say anything, Chen Zhian knew that Bai Jian would go with him.

Chen Zhian felt a little warm in his heart.

I didn't come to Xuantianjing without gaining anything. At least I made a few good friends.

Of course, they didn't want to go with Chen Zhian to drink.

Qin Wenzhuo left Xuantianjing. The seemingly peaceful Xuantianjing was full of dangers. It was inevitable that some assassins like Zhao Qiongshan would attack Chen Zhian.

It would be fine if I went out normally, but when I was invited by someone from the Si family, I naturally had to be careful.

"Okay, let's go have a drink together." Chen Zhian glanced at Chen Shuijun.

He witnessed Chen Shuijun's cultivation, and with Chen Shuijun in Xuantianjing, he felt at ease.

The reason I invited these friends together was really just to have a drink.

They all went out together and went upstairs to the Nanxuan Building. They saw Si Chiqiong and Si Yao sitting in a large private room before committing a crime.

Si Yao was brewing tea by pouring it high and low on the tea basin.

Si Chiqiong smiled when she saw Chen Zhian and a few others coming over, and was about to invite them to sit down together. However, Lu Zhujun, Yun Ting, and Bai Jian sat casually in another private room.

They searched the bodies of Chu Xiubai and his gang and found that they had plenty of silver on them, so they were no longer as poor as before.

Chen Zhian took a seat.

Si Chiqiong smiled and said, "Chen Sijia is different now. When he goes out now, he is followed by several door gods."

Chen Zhian grinned and said, "I advise you to be careful with your words, Mr. Si. General Yun just came out of the Dali Temple prison and he is very angry. Be careful that he will chop off your head with a knife."

Si Chiqiong believed it and nodded, saying, "General Yun dared to chop off even the people of the Lu family, so he would dare to chop off my head as well. Just think that I was talking nonsense just now."

Si Yao, who was standing by, poured tea for Chen Zhian and glanced at him cautiously from time to time.

She still remembered that when Chen Zhian first came to Xuantianjing, she asked for a colorful painting for the old lady of the Si family. She asked to see Chen Zhian several times and even moved out of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to serve him, but in the end she did not get the painting.

Later, she finally learned Chen Zhian's identity and witnessed what Chen Zhian had done in just a few months. She became even more curious about Chen Zhian.

That's why she came here with her brother today.

"Mr. Si said in the letter that he had important news to convey to me, but I don't know what news it is that cannot be said in the letter, and why he insisted on asking me to come to this South City." Chen Zhian asked.

This private room is on the second floor facing the street. With two huge windows open, the street view outside the window is unobstructed.

Chen Zhian asked while looking at the South City Gate in the distance.

Si Chiqiong's eyes flickered, and she suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Chen Zhian, the wedding is coming in September, why aren't you in a hurry at all?"

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Si Chiqiong said again: "Let me tell you, my General Rongtian has been in seclusion again recently. If you have any plans to save your aunt, now is actually the best time to act."

Chen Zhian immediately smiled, his eyes darting back and forth between the brother and sister.

Si Yao was kneeling in front of the table, scraping the tea foam with the lid of the teapot, his movements as gentle as a spring breeze.

"You are not the only one in Xuantianjing who hates this marriage." Si Chiqiong sighed and glanced at Chen Zhian: "My father's temperament has changed drastically since this marriage, and he even sent my mother back to her hometown in Guazezhou.

During these months, I haven’t even seen him once… My mother is still in Guazezhou, waiting for my father to change his mind and take her back.

But we know that if this marriage goes through, I’m afraid my mother will never be able to return to Xuan Tianjing.”

Si Chiqiong spoke slowly and steadily with a sincere look in his eyes.

Chen Zhian looked at him carefully and suddenly shook his head: "I have met many people in Xuantianjing, but I always feel that... even many of the six surnames of Dayu are not as good as you."

Si Chiqiong's expression remained unchanged and he was about to answer.

Chen Zhian continued, "I always feel that you, Si Chiqiong, have some greater ambitions in your heart, not limited to the Si family, or even to your famous father.

Si Chiqiong...why don't you tell me what you are thinking about in this marriage?"

He had a smile on his face, but his deep eyes were fixed on Si Chiqiong.

Si Chiqiong's expression remained unchanged and he did not say a word. He just took the teapot from Si Yao and poured tea for Chen Zhian himself.

At this moment, Chen Zhian seemed to sense something. He turned his head and looked out of the large window, only to see several young men riding horses and arriving at the gate of South City.

The smile on Chen Zhian's face became even wider and he looked at Si Chiqiong.

Si Chiqiong also saw the figures of those people, and his face finally changed, revealing a bitter smile: "If I say that I didn't know these people were also coming to the South Gate, it's not that I deliberately led you here, hoping to see you and them on the verge of a fight... Chen Zhian, can you trust me?"

Chen Zhian was not unfamiliar with those people who came on horseback, he was even quite familiar with them.

For example, Wang Yan, who I met not long ago, Wang Zhiwei, a member of the younger generation of the Wang family, and even Wei Qingyan, the younger brother of Princess Yuxia of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion.

As early as the court ceremony, Chen Zhian had seen several of them on the Panchi Terrace.

As for these people, the one Chen Zhian was most familiar with was Princess Yuxia.

At this moment, Princess Yuxia was still dressed in red, her face was as white as jade, and her appearance was extraordinary, but there was a cold light in her eyes as she looked at Chen Zhian on the second floor of the restaurant.

Si Chiqiong's eyes moved between Chen Zhian and Wei Lingyu, his Adam's apple moved, and he looked a little nervous.

This nervousness is not pretended.

Si Chiqiong had indeed been plotting against Chen Zhian several times before.

But this time, he just liked the food of Nanxuanlou, so he invited Chen Zhian here.

But I never expected to meet Wei Lingyu and others here.

The reason why he was nervous... was because he knew that Chen Zhian in front of him would not tolerate any sand in his eyes. If he was misunderstood by him, he would inevitably be beaten again.

Fortunately, Chen Zhian didn't even look at him for a few seconds at this time.

Instead, he looked at Wei Lingyu and the others.

Among those people, Wei Qingyan, the youngest, couldn't help but frown when he saw Chen Zhian.

Wang Yan, who had committed the crime of killing innocent people and claiming credit together with Chu Xiubai, had an interested look on his face.

Wang Zhiwei had a blank expression on his face.

Only Wei Lingyu was riding on his horse, looking up at Chen Zhian, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

She still had the extremely precious jade sword and the long red whip on her waist.

Chen Zhian also looked at her and drank another cup of tea.

Si Yao sensed Wei Lingyu's gaze and felt a little timid.

Wei Lingyu's reputation in Xuantianjing was so great that even a person from a noble family could not help but feel wary and fearful.

But Chen Zhian remained calm and looked directly at Wei Lingyu with the same sharp eyes.

Their eyes met.

Suddenly, several heavy divine auras flowed in from the surroundings, locking the void.

Wei Lingyu rode on his horse and snorted coldly, "I remember that Grand Commander Qin has already left. Chen Zhian, how dare you... go out alone?"

She just finished speaking.

Suddenly, a silver needle shot out from the void and hung in the air, and then a sharp sword intent swirled the wind and waves, revealing its sharpness.

The two Yuque figures, Bai Jian and Yun Ting, were emitting flying spiritual auras, isolating themselves from the spiritual auras of the guests at the Anguo Mansion.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"So you are not alone." Wei Lingyu's face was cold: "Chen Zhian, you have some family background, and you can ask two Yuque to protect you, but... two Yuque, I am afraid it is not enough."

She finished her words.

At the south city gate, suddenly, several Jade Palace divine auras appeared in an instant.

There were actually people from the Wei family among the troops guarding the city gate.

Si Chiqiong secretly clicked his tongue.

No wonder people all over the world say that Duke Anguo has the power to cover the sky with one hand. Now this hand may cover the whole world of Dayu.

He glanced at Chen Zhian.

But Chen Zhian still had a smile on his face. He looked around and asked, "What? Princess Yuxia is planning to kill me in front of everyone?"

"There's no need to rush. Prime Minister Song wants to push you to hold the seal, but he can't kill you in public." Wei Lingyu stroked the long whip at his waist with one hand: "But... I still remember that you have never suffered any loss since you came to Xuantianjing."

Chen Zhian was still sitting in the restaurant. He lowered his head and asked, "So today, the princess is no longer the god who decides life and death?"

ps: I invited my family to dinner today and was busy all day. There is only one chapter before midnight, and there will be two chapters of 8,000 words in the early morning, one chapter as a guarantee, and one extra chapter for yesterday's monthly votes, but don't wait.

The update time will be adjusted after the New Year.

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