All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

As a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, the Hua family also has its own fleet in Jinling City. This time when Chu Yang and others returned to Beijing, it was the Hua family's high-rise ship.

Hua Manlou did not go to the capital with them. He had to go home and inform his father about Datong Bank.

Naturally, we have to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with our family, so we can't join in the fun with Lu Xiaofeng.

The two sides said goodbye, and Lu Xiaofeng was quite sorry about this.

After bidding farewell to Huamanlou, Li Xunhuan was also ready to say goodbye. When he came back this time, he originally planned to travel around the great rivers and mountains, but he was forced to go to Jinling City by Hulong Villa.

It was impossible to be an official, and Li Xunhuan would never tie himself to the court in his life.

Taking advantage of Duan Tianya and Gui Hai Yi Dao's absence, he could leave the surveillance of Hulong Villa.

Before leaving, Li Xunhuan reminded Chu Yang again not to act impulsively, and then watched Chu Yang leave by boat.

"Master, where should we go next?"

"You're all here, let's go see our old friends."

Tie Chuanjia looked at Li Xunhuan in surprise.

"The prince said that I am a bird that is not free. After thinking about it, it is indeed true. It is time to put an end to some things."

Li Xunhuan, who had always been indecisive, rarely became decisive. The demon tribe's attack on the city gave him a lot of stimulation. If Chu Yang hadn't turned the tide, the people in the city would be in trouble, and he himself would not be able to escape death.

The time between life and death can make people realize many things, and Li Xunhuan also truly felt his long-standing regrets.

So this time, he has to give himself an explanation.

"What about after meeting my old friend?"

"Perhaps I will go to the capital? Try to see if the taste of Nuerhong has changed."

Li Xunhuan was suddenly looking forward to it, but he didn't know if Chu Yang would have time to have another drink with him at that time.

What happens next can only be discussed later.

Chu Yang, who was returning to Beijing by boat, didn't know what Li Xunhuan was thinking at this time. The building ship sailed very fast, and in the blink of an eye, only a vague outline of Jinling City remained.

Chu Yang stood at the highest point, leaning on the railing and looking, his fingers tapping the railing lightly, his eyes deep.

Lu Xiaofeng was standing behind him.

"My lord, who do you think will win between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng?"

"Of course Ximen Chuixue."

"Oh? Ye Gucheng's flying fairy is famous all over the world. Doesn't the prince think highly of him?"

"How can a swordsman be so powerful if he doesn't believe in the sword in his hand?"

"Ye Gucheng doesn't believe in the sword in his hand? What does that mean?"

"He feels that power and conspiracy can kill people more than the flying immortals from the sky. The Lord of Baiyun City who fell into the mortal world, his sword heart is no longer pure."

Lu Xiaofeng listened in confusion and frowned. He couldn't figure out what Chu Yang was talking about. The feeling of meaning made him scratch his head and head.

Seeing him like this, Chu Yang smiled. It was very interesting to be the Riddler, especially to fool a smart person like Lu Xiaofeng.

The top of the Forbidden City was a huge conspiracy, and this duel was a joke from the beginning. Chu Yang returned to Beijing just to see this joke.

just in case……

Ye Gucheng really succeeded, wouldn't it be more interesting?

"You like to manipulate power and play with everyone's applause. If you die because of conspiracy in the end, I don't know how you would feel when you close your eyes?"

Chu Yang whispered softly.

The confused Lu Xiaofeng wanted to continue asking, but Chu Yang remained silent. He was so anxious that he felt like there were ants crawling all over his body.

In the courtesy of Baidi Caiyun, Qianling Jiangling returned one day.

Five days later, the building ship docked, and they had to walk a land route to get to the capital. For convenience, Chu Yang and the others borrowed some horses from the Hua family and chose to ride into the capital.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival in two days, and there was plenty of time. The three of them were not in a hurry. They stopped and stopped along the way and saw many people in the world.

There are various sects and sects, and there is a lot of traffic.

No one wants to miss the duel between two top swordsmen.

Regardless of whether he is a young boy who is just starting out or a long-established master, anyone who becomes a spectator of this duel will have bragging rights in the future.

"Do you know about the Forbidden City?"

"I have personally seen the duel between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng!"

What happened here a hundred years from now will be passed down orally from today's people.

This is Jianghu.

"With such a big commotion, most of the people in the world are here. Whoever loses this duel will never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life." Sikong Zhaixing said with emotion.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard with a worried look on his face. He and Ximen Chuixue were good friends, so they naturally didn't want the other party to lose. However, the "Lord of Baiyun City" Ye Gucheng did not have a false reputation, but was a rare master in the world.

The two of them are only one step away from the legendary Grand Master realm. Whoever wins this duel is almost certain to be the Grand Master of Kendo.

"I hope it will be as the prince said..."

Lu Xiaofeng could only comfort herself and trust Chu Yang's judgment.

After riding for two or three hours, the three of them were getting closer and closer to the capital. There were more and more tea shops on the roadside, catering to people from all walks of life.

Sikong Zhaixing, who had a thirsty mouth, hurriedly found an empty seat and poured tea into his mouth as soon as he sat down.

"Just pour it into your mouth, aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?"

Lu Xiaofeng said maliciously.

"So many people are drinking. If they die, I won't be the only one to die. What are you afraid of?"

Sikong Zhaixinghun replied generously.

"You are quite clever."

Lu Xiaofeng snatched the teapot from Sikong Zhaixing's hand, poured a cup for Chu Yang first, and then poured a cup for himself.

Chu Yang picked up the teacup and brought it to his mouth, but suddenly stopped and silently put the teacup down.

"Your Majesty, do you have a question?"

Lu Xiaofeng quickly picked up the teacup and put it under her nose to smell it.

"It's not about the tea, someone is here."

Chu Yang smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, the road under their feet began to tremble violently.

Rumble!

The sound of horse hooves is like thunder!

A group of people are riding towards this side on horseback.

"There are not many forces that can make a big splash around the capital..."

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have guessed the identity of the visitor.

Not long after, two distinct groups of people appeared in front of the tea shop. They were dressed in similar styles and had similar temperaments. If the hostility between the two sides was not obvious, they could almost be regarded as the same force.

"It's the fans of Dongchang and Xichang!"

The sharp-eyed Jianghu people called out the identities of the two parties.

This statement came out.

The martial arts people from various sects who stayed at the tea shop immediately left, for fear of getting involved with people from the two factories.

Sikong Zhaixing subconsciously stood up, and then was pushed back by Lu Xiaofeng.

"You are sick. If you don't leave, you will be targeted by the gangsters."

"They just come for us."

Sikong Zhaixing glanced at Chu Yang and said suddenly, "Oh, it's okay then."

Then, the factory guards suddenly backed away to the left and right to make way for a path, and two eunuchs wearing long cloaks slowly walked up to Chu Yang.

The two of them looked arrogant, with no trace of awe on their faces, and they handed over to Chu Yang almost at the same time.

"Slave Dongchang Governor Cao Zhengchun..."

"Slave Governor Yu Huatian of the West Factory..."

"Meet the prince!" He said, "I'm going to see you."

But neither of them even bent down.

The coldness in his words made the wolf's ambition even more obvious.

Ever since Chu Yang chopped off the arms of Cao Shaoqin and Ma Jinliang, the big stall owners of the two factories, the feud between the two sides has been forged. It's not a mortal feud, but it's not much different.

It is not surprising that Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian fell out in a second.

However, Chu Yang was still the prince after all, and the two of them did not have the courage to confront him with swords in front of so many people. This was a contempt for the imperial power.

"You two factory bosses have so much to do, how come you still have time to come here?"

Chu Yang smiled and toasted to the two of them.

Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian looked at each other, and finally Cao Zhengchun took a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "The two of us are here, naturally, to invite the prince to return to the capital."

Chu Yang laughed and said: "I have already arrived at the edge of the capital. Naturally, I want to enter the capital. Is it possible that I will run away?"

"Why do you two have to travel in vain?"

Yuhuatian said coldly: "Today is different from the past. If the two of us don't come in person, His Majesty will not be able to feel at ease."

Chu Yang said playfully: "Brother Huang is the most powerful person in the world. Is there anything in the world that makes him uneasy?"

Yu Huatian squinted his eyes, and his white hand quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His sword intent was condensed into one, ready to go.

The intelligence from the two factories repeatedly stated that Chu Yang's martial arts cultivation was unfathomable, and he did not dare to be careless, otherwise he would not agree to cooperate with Cao Zhengchun.

Seeing that Yu Huatian was planning to take action, Chu Yang looked at him with interest and said, "Lord Yu, life is short."

Having said that, the overlord's domineering energy swept over Yuhuatian like a golden wave.

Yuhuatian immediately felt that the world was spinning, and he let out a muffled groan. He took a few steps back and looked at Chu Yang with lingering fear.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword was unconsciously put down.

Life is too short.

Don’t seek death!

Yu Huatian's expression became more and more serious after taking a hit. He bowed and clasped his fists and said, "This slave has been taught a lesson."

The murderous intention towards Chu Yang in his heart rose like crazy.

Cao Zhengchun glanced at Yuhuatian inexplicably, then turned to Chu Yang and said: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is worried since you have been out for such a long time, so he specially sent me and me to pick you up and bring you back to the palace. I hope you can Don’t betray His Majesty’s kindness.”

"You, this slave, can indeed talk. No wonder you have been favored by the emperor for so many years. Anyway, since the emperor misses me so much, then I will go and see him."

Chu Yang stood up and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "You and Sikong Zhaixing go to the palace first and wait for me."

Lu Xiaofeng whispered: "How about I go with you?"

Chu Yang said: "Come again on Mid-Autumn Festival night. Now is not the time to watch a show."

Seeing Chu Yang's refusal, Lu Xiaofeng could only sigh.

"Your Majesty, please get on the sedan chair."

Cao Zhengchun said hello, and a group of Dongchang fans carried a sedan and landed in front of Chu Yang, who sat in.

No matter how tense the two sides are, the due etiquette is still indispensable.

The Dongchang fans carried the sedan chair and left.

Cao Zhengchun did not follow immediately, but warned Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing with an arrogant expression: "You two, in the future, you should avoid interacting with His Highness the Xian King. There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. Don't make yourself angry."

Lu Xiaofeng crossed her arms and said with a smile: "Eunuch Cao, I, Lu, have never listened to advice. The more others don't let me do something, the more I do it."

Cao Zhengchun sneered and said: "Lu Xiaofeng, your Lingxi Finger is of no use in front of our Tiangang Boy Kung Fu, so be careful what you say!"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't care at all about Cao Zhengchun's threat, and still replied with a smile on his face: "Eunuch Cao, I may not be your opponent, but you should know that I, Lu Xiaofeng, have been around the world. In addition to my martial arts, I am pretty good. More importantly, I It’s about having many friends.”

"Just because I can't break it doesn't mean my friends can't break it either."

"Is Ximen Chuixue qualified?"

Cao Zhengchun's expression changed. The people who practiced Tiangang Tongzi Kung Fu most were swordsman masters like Ximen Chuixue.

The swordsman's sword energy is the sharpest in breaking through people's gates. It can be said that there is a conflict between the swordsman and the master of horizontal training.

"Let's wait until he survives Ye Gucheng's sword before saying this!"

Cao Zhengchun sneered, turned around and left. After walking for a while, he found Yuhuatian waiting for him at the back of the team.

"Hey, the sun is coming out in the west today?"

"It's really strange that Mr. Yu is waiting for our family."

Yu Huatian was too lazy to pay attention to Cao Zhengchun's cynicism, and told what happened before with a serious face.

Cao Zhengchun's expression also became solemn.

"You said that the prince also knows the mystical arts? The rumors in the previous intelligence that he is a real Taoist may be true."

"If that's true, then where did he learn this skill? How could Guo Bujing teach a real Taoist?"

"We'll have to send people to Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain to check..."

About an hour later, the gangsters carried sedans into Beijing, with the two major factory bosses on the left and right, and no one dared to stop them. Such a grand scene naturally attracted the attention of many people.

There were also people in the restaurants on both sides of the street looking sideways. They were all people from the world who came to watch the battle, and they were whispering like ordinary people.

Someone in the crowd said, "The Waste Prince is here," and the next second, the whole street burst into laughter.

Since he was the legendary wise king, the grand scene that day looked similar to that of a circus. For more than 20 years, people have long been accustomed to associate him with jokes.

After all, this dandy prince has done all kinds of embarrassing things.

Only those people who have just arrived in the capital know nothing about this prince, so they will ask around curiously, and then hear some ridiculous past events.

all in all.

No one cares about the wise king's every move.

They didn't even know that more than ten years had passed since the last time the wise king entered the palace.

Royal study room.

The emperor is reviewing the memorial.

His expression was indifferent.

But the eunuch Wei Zhongxian on the side saw the brush in the emperor's hand trembling.

Feeling restless.

Wei Zhongxian felt awe-inspiring.

The elderly eunuchs in the palace all know that the wise king is a disease in the emperor's heart. He usually hides it but it is very fatal at critical moments.

Because back then...

The throne should have belonged to a wise king.

Everyone is used to the absurdity of the wise king now, and they have forgotten how smart he was at a young age, so much so that the late emperor regarded him as the prince early on.

Wei Zhongxian almost forgot about it.

But now, memories are coming like a tidal wave.

So does the emperor.

I almost forgot about it!

But the moment he knew that Chu Yang had concealed his martial arts cultivation, everything in the past came to mind clearly.

I can think of it every day, every night, every moment.

"Among all the princes, only Yang'er is the most like me, hahaha!"

The scene of memories is frozen!

boom!

The livid-faced emperor suddenly slapped the desk, and the brush in his hand broke into two pieces.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Wise King has arrived."

"Let him in!" (End of Chapter)