Invincible son

Chapter 810 809 [Just a sword]

Harem, Zhaochun Palace.

The feeling of autumn was lingering, Xu Churong stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, her pretty face was full of melancholy.

For her, there has never been trouble and confusion in the past 16 years.

As the jewel in the palm of the chief minister of the cabinet, the junior whom His Majesty loves very much, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince respects her three points. There is no dignitary in the entire Jian'an City who dares to show face to her, plus the Xu family of Qinghe, a scholarly family that has been passed down for thousands of years With the second blessing, her life can be said to be smooth and smooth.

However, troubles are like the first falling dead leaf in early autumn, which suddenly appeared at some point, and after it fluttered to the ground with the wind, she suddenly realized that the world was full of desolation.

Princess Qinghe was wearing a palace gown of flowing color and dark flowers and brocade, and her temples were decorated with begonias and emeralds inlaid with pearls. Although today was her grand feast, she didn't have much joy on her face, but was vaguely worried.

She came to sit beside Xu Churong, stared at the sad face on her face, and said with relief: "Some things cannot be forced, after all, you need to look away."

Xu Churong woke up from his contemplation, and said with a slightly flustered look in his eyes, "Sister, I'm fine."

Princess Qinghe smiled calmly, and said softly: "Half a year ago, you told me to find a way to stop the marriage. Although I couldn't resist you, I know that you were thinking of me and worried that life would be difficult for me after I went to the North. A month ago, Beiliang The mission came to Jian'an, but you still haven't changed your mind."

Xu Churong hesitated and said, "Sister, I've been thinking..."

Princess Qinghe shook her head and said, "Churong, I know you have thought of many ways during this time, and it is even more impossible to blame you for not doing it, because I am willing to share the worries of my father and do not resist marrying to Beiliang. Father and Lord Shoufu couldn't make you change your position, and now you've changed your course unknowingly, didn't you realize it yourself?"

Xu Churong couldn't help thinking of that man, and she argued with some difficulty: "Sister, I don't think marriage can solve the problem, but put you in a dangerous situation. This idea has never changed. It's just that Pei Yue is right, no People can stop the general trend of the world, so I..."

Princess Qinghe held her palm, and said softly: "Silly sister, how could I blame you for not accomplishing this? Actually, what I want to tell you is not that. That Marquis of Zhongshan is a Liang man after all, you can understand this Does it make sense?"

Xu Churong panicked, no matter what reason she used to get close to Pei Yue, the princess in front of her knew her too well, and obviously noticed her abnormality during this period of time.

It's nothing more than that young people don't know what it means to be sad, and they just want to talk.

Thinking of Pei Yue's candid statement a few days ago, Xu Churong smiled wryly and said, "Where is my sister thinking? Although Pei Yue has some skills, he has an arrogant personality and acts ruthlessly. Even if he is not from Liang, I'm not going to get close to him either."

Princess Qinghe asked with a half-smile, "Really?"

Xu Churong nodded, and said very firmly, "I won't be tempted by him."

Princess Qinghe covered her mouth and smiled lightly, she was the only one who dared to be so straightforward, how could an ordinary woman have the courage.

But this is quite in line with Xu Churong's usual style. Princess Qinghe is a little relieved. If she really gets entangled with Pei Yue, how will the Xu family of Qinghe deal with themselves?How did Chief Assistant Xu get a foothold in the court?
At this moment, a court lady walked in quickly and said a little excitedly: "Your Highness, there is news from the front that the eldest son of Duke Zhen Guo has sent a request to the Marquis of Zhongshan in Beiliang, and His Majesty has already agreed!"

"What did you say?" Xu Churong stood up abruptly.

Princess Qinghe and the court lady were startled by her, and looked at her in unison.

Xu Churong sat down shyly, not daring to look at Princess Qinghe who had a strange expression, hesitantly explained: "Sister, today is your day of great joy, why did His Majesty allow them to compete in the hall, what if something goes wrong? "

Seeing that her face was flushed, Princess Qinghe didn't make fun of her, and said gently: "The eldest son of the Fang family knows how to advance and retreat, so nothing will happen."

She turned her head and said to the maid: "Let someone go and watch in front, and report back when you have the result."

"Yes, Your Highness." The maid turned and left.

Princess Qinghe was pure in nature, knowing that Xu Churong was embarrassed at the moment, she took the initiative to change the topic, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

It's just that she will inevitably have some worries, what should I do if this continues?
……

In the Daqing Palace.

There are thousands of people here, but at the moment there is no sound, a complete silence.

Emperor Qing Yuan on the dragon chair raised his eyes and glanced at Pei Yue and Fang Yuntian, and suddenly said: "Today is just to learn the way of swordsmanship, you just need to go as far as you want."

The two standing in the middle of the inner steps responded in unison.

Pei Yue turned around and looked at Fang Yuntian, who was full of murderous aura, holding the long sword prepared by Emperor Qingyuan in his right hand, and said calmly, "Please."

Southern Zhou officials have an inexplicable trust in Fang Yuntian, even those civil servants who are powerless, because he is the most important eldest son of Duke Zhen, and he is also the leader of the Pingjiang camp.The Fang family is a very special existence to Nan Zhou, not only because of the contributions of several generations to Nan Zhou, but more importantly, the extremely cruel competition mode within them.

In short, in order to command the five thousand euphorbia warriors, Fang Yuntian must be the leader among his peers in terms of martial bravery, military art and strategy.

In addition, Fang Yuntian had demonstrated a set of unpredictable sword skills before, which was enough to make everyone full of hope for him.

For more than half a month, Pei Yue has been in the limelight in Jian'an City. Outside the Sifang Pavilion, one enemy is ten, and Donglin Mingtang is fighting against the Confucians. He can not only suppress the audience with a broken song, but also crush Fang Yunhu into a It can be said that he suppressed the civil and military forces of the Southern Zhou Dynasty by himself.

Aside from the different schemes of the top people, most people hope that Fang Yuntian can defeat Pei Yue and vent his anger on behalf of the Great Zhou government.

When Fang Yuntian stood up, the anger in Fang Xiexiao's eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a coldness like a thousand years of ice.Xu Huiyan next to him had a slightly complicated expression. Of course he knew the reason why Emperor Qingyuan allowed the two to compete.Fang Yunhu's death was a knot, and the previous deliberate downplay had already filled the Fang family with resentment. If they refused to give them a chance to vent their anger, it might lead to catastrophe.

Today's fair competition can at least give Fang Yuntian a chance.

A chance to defeat Pei Yue upright and avenge Fang Yunhu.

Moreover, with Fang Yuntian's maturity and stability, in this special occasion, no matter whether he wins or loses, there will be no serious consequences.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, Fang Yuntian seemed unaware, and was as silent as usual, but his eyes became extremely fierce.

After Fang Yunhu's death, the youngest brother, Fang Yunjiang, was furious, wishing he could personally lead the troops into Jian'an to take the head of Pei Yuexiang.The younger brother Fang Yunji was locked up at home by his mother and was not allowed to go out, but Fang Yuntian knew that he wanted to break out several times to avenge his brother.Even Fang Yunsong, who was out to carry out military orders, sent people back to the camp to ask for orders, not to mention those powerful generals who were promoted by Fang Xiexiao.

But Fang Yuntian never showed any anger from the beginning to the end. Could it be that he doesn't have any brotherhood in his heart?

of course not.

Just because he is the eldest son of Fang Xie Xiao, the Duke of Zhenguo, and he shoulders the future of the entire Pingjiang Fang family. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching his every move, so he can't show any signs of recklessness and impulsiveness.

During this period of time, it was difficult for him to fall asleep every night. The lingling night breeze brought the silence in the world, but it couldn't blow away the grief in his heart.

All kinds of hatred will end up with a sword.

A dazzling scene appeared in the center of the hall.

Fang Yuntian touched the ground with his toes, and approached Pei Yue in an instant. The long sword in his hand outlined thousands of changes in an instant. The emptiness and reality were like shadows and fog, and the brilliance almost covered everyone's eyes.

Like killing intent rushing to the world.

Such as sword energy spanning thousands of miles.

(End of this chapter)