A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

"Are you telling the truth?" Emperor Kang Ren asked Murong Xuanyi excitedly, holding his trembling heart, as if he did not believe what he said.

Murong Xuanyi took out the map drawn by Yuan Ying and said, "My father, it is absolutely true. Lord Yuan said that the sweet potato yield per mu in Sulu is 400 dan. This is the map he drew. It will take about four months to go back and forth by water."

Emperor Kang Ren was amazed when he looked at the map on paper. Every route was accurate and every detail was vivid. The ups and downs of the mountains and rivers and the winding rivers looked just like the real thing.

A trace of admiration flashed in his eyes. This picture was so detailed that it must have taken a lot of effort.

Emperor Kang Ren paced back and forth in the imperial study room with his hands behind his back, feeling very happy and smiling. He was so lucky to have such a talented person to help him.

In the eyes of emperors, talents are the cornerstone of a country's prosperity and development. Being able to discover and make use of talented people is undoubtedly one of the important abilities of an emperor in governing the country.

Emperor Kang Ren's joy at this moment stems from his beautiful vision of the country's future development and the peace of mind of having such a loyal and capable person by his side.

"Old Five, you have found a talented person like Yuan Ying for Daxia Lan, you deserve a great credit."

Murong Xuanyi bowed slightly, "Father, your majesty is too kind. I have only done my best. Everything is due to Master Yuan."

Emperor Kang Ren was so happy that he could not express it in words. He looked at Murong Xuanyi and said, "I promise you, as long as you bring the sweet potatoes to Daxia, I will make you a first-class general of cavalry, and Yuan Ying will make him a first-class prime minister."

Murong Xuanyi couldn't hide his shock in his heart: the first-rank escort general was the highest rank among the military commanders. Its status and power were self-evident.

Normally, although the princes had noble status, in order to prevent them from becoming disloyal due to the power they held, the emperor only awarded them empty positions or honorary titles.

Murong Xuanyi said calmly: "Thank you, father, for your kindness!"

Emperor Kang Ren looked at Murong Xuanyi with satisfaction and said, "Old Fifth, who do you think is suitable to be sent as an envoy to Sulu?"

Murong Xuanyi tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were raised and said, "Father, I think Yanshu is more suitable for this trip."

"Yanshu has always been steady, resourceful and skilled in martial arts. This journey is dangerous and the true purpose cannot be revealed. After weighing the pros and cons, he is the best candidate." Murong Xuanyi replied respectfully.

Emperor Kang Ren pondered for a moment and said, "That's great. Let Yanshu handle this matter."

Murong Xuanyi was secretly delighted: "Thank you, Father. He will definitely not let you down."

Finally, he found a reason to keep him away from Xiaoying. He was really annoying recently, like a leech. And he also needed a suitable opportunity to take back the military power in the northwest.

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After Murong Xuanyi left the imperial study, he went directly to the Duke's Mansion.

Princess Dunchun happened to be scolding Song Yanshu when she saw Murong Xuanyi come in.

Princess Dunchun immediately put on a kind face and looked at Murong Xuanyi and said, "Xuanyi, you are here."

Murong Xuanyi bowed to Princess Dunchun and said, "Greetings to my aunt! I have been busy with trivial matters since I came back, and I have only come to visit you now. I hope my aunt will forgive me."

Princess Dunchun said with a smile on her face: "What's the point of forgiving your sins? I just hope you can come back safely."

Murong Xuanyi told Song Yanshu about the important mission of this diplomatic mission to Sulu.

His reaction was pretty much what he expected. He didn't go.

Murong Xuanyi said patiently: "This is your only chance to take back the military power in the northwest."

Song Yanshu was not moved. Xiaoying had finally come to the capital and settled down. He didn't want to leave her at this critical juncture.

Murong Xuanyi glanced at Princess Dunchun.

Princess Dunchun immediately understood and said, "Shu'er, the Northwest Army is your father's life's work."

"Do you want to live your whole life in mediocrity? Do you want to live your whole life like this in front of the person you like?" Murong Xuanyi said meaningfully.

Song Yanshu raised his eyes and looked at Murong Xuanyi. After a while, he said, "Okay, I'll go!"

Murong Xuanyi curled his lips, patted Song Yanshu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will arrange a warship for you from the imperial navy, led by an experienced general, to ensure the safety of your journey."

Princess Dunchun looked at Murong Xuanyi gratefully and said, "Xuanyi, thank you!"

"Aunt, we are one family and should not have different opinions." He was grateful to this aunt. If she had not protected him when he was young, he and his mother would have died long ago.

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The mission to Sulu was scheduled for September 9th.

It happened that the Double Ninth Festival was not far away, so the emperor issued an edict, ordering all officials of the third rank and above in the capital and their relatives to enter the palace for a banquet on that day.

First, to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival, officials and civilians alike, second, to welcome His Royal Highness Prince Jing, and third, to see off the Duke on his trip southward.

This was a rare favor from the emperor for the ministers in the capital, so the important officials in the court were all overjoyed and grateful for the emperor's grace when they received this decree.

In the Prime Minister’s Mansion!

Since receiving the imperial edict, the Prime Minister's wife has been busy preparing the clothing that she and her daughter Wei Ruolan will wear when they enter the palace. She is a first-rank imperial official, so she has to be more careful about her clothing to avoid any mistakes.

In addition, she also invited experienced teaching maids from the palace to come to the mansion to teach Ruolan some rules every day. After all, this time she was going to the palace to attend a banquet, so she had to be extra careful and must not make any mistakes.

The Prime Minister's wife looked at her daughter standing there gracefully and learning court etiquette with the nanny with a look of satisfaction on her face.

Like a blooming snow lotus, exuding a charming fragrance. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like stars, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised with a gentle smile.

During the rest period, the Prime Minister's wife took Wei Ruolan's hand and said, "Lan'er, Prince Jing has returned. Your father Chongyang has asked the Emperor for permission to grant you a marriage."

Wei Ruolan's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard this. His Royal Highness Prince Jing was the love of her life, and being able to spend her life with him was her greatest wish.

Wei Ruolan said shyly: "Mother..."

There was a hint of shyness in her voice, but more of joy. Becoming Prince Jing's wife was something she had been looking forward to for a long time.

The Prime Minister's wife patted Wei Ruolan's hand and said with a smile: "Good child, mother knows what you are thinking. His Royal Highness Prince Jing is a person worthy of trust. I believe you will be happy."

Wei Ruolan nodded, her eyes flashing with longing for the future.

Five years ago, at the grand banquet held in the palace for the Emperor's fiftieth birthday, she, who was only sixteen years old, met Prince Jing for the first time when he came back from Mobei to celebrate his birthday.

He has an upright posture and a dignified bearing, and his every move exudes an innate nobility and majesty.

At that moment, her heart beat faster involuntarily, and an unprecedented feeling surged into her heart.

From that moment on, she secretly promised herself that she would not marry anyone other than Prince Jing.

Although her mother had mentioned it to Concubine Shu before, His Highness had declined at that time on the grounds that he wanted to make great achievements.

Now she is becoming more and more beautiful. Your Highness is twenty-six years old, it is time for him to get married, and she will definitely be a good wife.

This year's Double Ninth Festival was as lively as previous years. The palace was decorated with lights and lanterns, and the capital was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus.

Soon, the Double Ninth Festival arrived. Wei Ruolan followed her mother to the palace banquet hall early and sat down. Because her father was an important official in the court, he was not with them.

Because they arrived a little early, there were not many people around. However, even so, Wei Ruolan looked around, trying to find the figure she had been longing for.

In fact, she did go when Prince Jing returned to the capital, but she only watched his figure from afar in the crowd.

Soon, everyone arrived one after another. Princess Dunchun and Song Yanshu entered the palace banquet hall. Princess Dunchun was the most beloved princess of the late emperor, and Song Yanshu was about to go on a diplomatic mission to Sulu, so they were seated in the front.

Finally, Murong Xuanyi and Yuan Ying entered the palace banquet hall together. They were in the same place, and Murong Xuanli looked at the two of them going in and out together, thinking deeply.

Wei Ruolan's eyes followed Murong Xuanyi closely. Yuan Ying felt Wei Ruolan's gaze and looked over curiously. Wei Ruolan turned her head away quickly, secretly regretting her own loss of composure.

Princess Anyang saw Murong Xuanyi and ran over to greet him, "Fifth brother, Yuan Ying, hello!"

Yuan Ying said calmly: "Hello, Princess Anyang!"

What else does Anyang want to say...

Suddenly, a eunuch at the door announced, "The Emperor has arrived! The Empress has arrived! The Imperial Concubine has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall fell silent. They all stood up and knelt, saying in unison: "Long live the emperor. Long live the queen. Long live the queen."

After a while, Emperor Kang Ren said in a steady voice: "My dear ministers, please stand up. Although today is a palace banquet, please don't be too restrained. Just treat it as a family banquet."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone thanked him in unison, then slowly stood up and sat down.

The eunuch in charge said: "Open the banquet, set up the feast..."

As soon as he finished speaking, waves of exquisite dishes were brought up by palace maids, and the aroma of food filled the entire hall.

The banquet began, with singing and dancing.

Murong Xuanyi was whispering something to Yuan Ying. Yuan Ying kept looking at the stunningly beautiful concubine sitting under the emperor's seat. There seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes.

No wonder this woman could make her master wait for her for thirty years, her beauty is truly breathtaking.

Wei Ruolan tried hard to concentrate on the performance at the banquet, but her eyes always drifted involuntarily towards Murong Xuanyi.

Emperor Kang Ren, dressed in gorgeous dragon robes, sat at the main seat at the palace banquet, glancing at everyone present.

He slowly stood up, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Today is the Double Ninth Festival. I am gathering with all my beloved ministers to celebrate the festival together."

His voice echoed in the palace, full of majesty and affinity.

He went on to say: "I know that Daxia's present situation is inseparable from the hard work of you, my dear ministers. Here, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to you. For the prosperity of Daxia and the happiness and well-being of the people. Let us drink together from afar!"

Everyone responded, and cheers and clinking of glasses could be heard in the palace.

"Today is the Double Ninth Festival. We are enjoying the chrysanthemums and drinking fine wine. It is a rare occasion for us to gather together. I am very happy and feel like reciting poems. Father, please allow me to recite a poem."

The second prince, Prince Rui, suddenly spoke up.

Emperor Kang Ren waved his hand and said, "Okay."

"Since it is Double Ninth Festival, let's use chrysanthemum as the theme. I will show you my ugly face first."

Prince Rui's literary talent was the best among all the princes, so he loved to recite poems and compose couplets to show off his literary talent at every palace banquet. He slowly walked to a pot of red chrysanthemums, plucked a chrysanthemum, smelled it, and said:

The flower blooms not among hundreds of other flowers, but alone by the sparse fence, and the fun is endless.

I would rather die by holding the incense stick, and never blow it down in the north wind.

"Good poem, Prince Rui is indeed a talented man in the capital, good." The ministers echoed.

"This prince also has a poem." After saying this, Prince Murong Xuanli stood up and slowly read:

The snow chrysanthemum is a touch of red like rouge, and the jade hibiscus is shy and dewy.

The autumn air is clear and the mood is free and unrestrained, the green branches and jade leaves shine brightly.

"Excellent, the autumn breeze is refreshing and the mood is carefree, the green branches and jade leaves are shining and elegant. It is indeed a stroke of genius!" The prince's party almost clapped their hands in admiration. Under the flattery of the ministers, the prince looked at King Rui.

King Yu was not to be outdone and said, "I will also sing a song for you today."

The cold snow on pine and bamboo can be heard during the Qingming Festival, and two horses in the plain are drinking the crystal dew.

The fragrance of chrysanthemums fills the air during Double Ninth Festival, and the red clouds in the sky await the dawn.

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The princes tried to win the favor and appreciation of their father by showing their talents, but Murong Xuanyi was the only one who remained unmoved. He drank leisurely as if it had nothing to do with him, and occasionally picked up some food for Yuan Ying.

Seeing this, King Yu said, "Old Fifth, today is the Double Ninth Festival banquet. Are you trying to spoil the emperor's mood?"

Murong Xuanyi glanced coldly at King Yu, then turned to Emperor Kang Ren and bowed slightly.

"Father, today is the palace banquet, a time for ministers and their families to gather together. I think we should give them the opportunity so that they can fully enjoy this rare happy time."

Murong Xuanyi's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the empty hall.

Emperor Kang Ren sat on the high seat and nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "Xuan Yi is right. My dear ministers, please do not be restrained at today's palace banquet."

All the ministers and their families stood up and bowed to Emperor Kang Ren to express their gratitude. For a moment, the hall was filled with laughter and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.