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Chapter 144 The Shadow Emperor (for Subscription)

"drive!"

In Chang'an City, several carriages rushed out of the city gate.

Several large flags are inserted on the top of the carriage, and when the wind blows, the Chinese characters on the flags are displayed.

Without any hindrance, and without any customs clearance procedures, the carriage galloped along the official road.

"Your Highness, it is too risky for you to go to Lingnan in person!"

On the carriage, Wei Qing, who was driving the carriage, advised the excited young prince in a low voice.

"If the little Lingnan can't patrol, how can we patrol the world in the future!"

The prince waved his hand indifferently, signaling to Wei Qing that there was no need to dissuade him.

Although he is young, he is not a child of ordinary people.

Only by possessing enough wisdom, strength, and character faster can he secure his position as the prince.

Emperor Jing had cultivated him a lot, and even opened up important authority, but the prince knew very well that many things were just appearances.

His current advantage is that he is young and has a very high level of cultivation.

But once the growth is insufficient, not to mention the impeachment of Zhou Taiwei and others, Emperor Jing will make another plan.

If he didn't grow up to the point that Emperor Jing needed, it would be difficult for him to inherit the great line.

As long as there are other princes who perform outstandingly, the position of the prince may be changed unconsciously, and everything will be the same as his unqualified predecessor.

"Wei Qing, you also need to work hard!"

There are not many loyal people in the hands of the prince. If he wants to find someone who will be loyal to his duties and have a certain possibility of shaping, he can only reluctantly find his own coachman to train him.

Wei Qing is the No.1 he cultivated.

As he moved forward quickly, the prince hoped that Wei Qing would not fall behind.

"Thanks to Your Highness, Wei Qing will definitely do his duty faithfully in this life!"

Wei Qing held the whip, and responded with an extremely calm voice.

It was difficult for Wei Qing to guarantee that he would be capable in the future, so he could only move forward step by step, try to make himself more talented, and be able to repay the prince for his kindness.

A servant like him shouldn't have received such an important training, and the prince's favor for him really surprised him at the beginning.

Under the indoctrination and training of huge resources, he can only go as fast as possible and become more useful as much as possible, not just confining himself to the matter of driving a good carriage.

He thought about it all night last night, and discussed it with his sister.

The two finally concluded that the prince was too short of people.

If not, the crown prince would not even have to transfer the coachman to Princess Yangxin, nor would even a coachman like Wei Qing use the royal family's resources to train him.

"Your Highness, what do you think of Zhang Qian?"

Seemingly remembering something, Wei Qing cautiously made a recommendation to the prince.

"Zhang Qian?"

"Zhang Qian is very young. He comes from the Western Region Military Region. He should be a talent under training under the command of General Cheng Bushi!"

"Oh?"

"But Zhang Qian's training in the army should be very limited, otherwise he wouldn't have entered Chang'an to seek meritorious service!"

"It is possible!"

"I've been watching Zhang Qian for a while. Although his cultivation level is not high, he behaves extremely calmly when he is in danger. He should be a malleable talent!"

"It's rare to hear recommended talents from your mouth, I will think about it carefully!"

The prince commented with interest.

Zhang Qian is a talent from the Western Region Military Region, and even more so from the imperial court.

To be recommended by Wei Qing, who has a stable temperament, Wei Qing must have discovered Zhang Qian's strengths.

This advantage should be able to better fill the vacancies of talents under the Prince's command.

For the crown prince, it took him a long time to wait until he was enthroned at the age of 13, but after ten years or even longer, a talent must have been cultivated.

Low cultivation is not a shortcoming, on the contrary, it is easier for the prince to cultivate.

Compared with external conditions such as cultivation base, temperament and other qualities are more important to the prince.

But Wei Qing didn't understand one thing, that is, the prince's current training objects are limited to die-hard factions.

The resources in his hands are not unlimited, they can only be limited to a few people.

The crown prince couldn't train Zhang Qian at the moment, but he remembered the name Zhang Qian, and didn't regard Zhang Qian as an ordinary border guard.

The horse and the carriage galloped along the official road, and the prince's eyes narrowed slightly.

Emperor Jing's teachings floated in his mind, and he silently recited the contents of several volumes of secret books in the secret vault.

Unlike ordinary practitioners who learn one move at a time, he needs to be familiar with these contents to the point that he can no longer be familiar with them before he can practice.

Keeping everything behind his chest, practice will not pose a problem to him.

The barriers of ordinary people's practice are not difficult in the face of the powerful supply of the royal family.

On the contrary, the more solid his foundation is, the longer he honed in the initial stage will make the smooth sailing practice go further.

A dynasty needs to be strong, and the leader cannot be weak.

He touched his waist and waited until he found that the psychic jade that tempered his body had been sent out, the prince smiled dumbly.

"It's better if there is no such foreign object!"

He doesn't care about the loss, but thinks that this kind of loss can make him feel the ordinary preciousness.

Only after he has been in the normal state for a long time, can he feel a more rapid improvement after receiving the infusion of cultivation resources.

In terms of cultivation philosophy, he is mostly no different from Emperor Jing, but he also has a small part of self-understanding.

"In the bitter cold, there is the fragrance of plum blossoms. How can a sword without sharpening be called a treasure!"

His slightly squinted eyes stared at the smooth and jade-like palms.

This is the body that has been cultivated for several years by relying on psychic gems, but it is not the body he wants.

His body needs work.

Just like this trip to Lingnan.

Only by honing step by step can he continue to grow stronger in the honing, instead of becoming a 'canary master' who only relies on his advanced cultivation to show off his strength.

The prince glanced at Chang'an City in the distance.

In his eyes, Emperor Jing is obviously a 'canary master'.

Everyone knows that Emperor Jing is very powerful, but everyone can give an answer about how strong Emperor Jing is.

Either it is as strong as the head of the top school, or it is difficult to meet opponents in Chang'an City, or it can fight against the holy masters and superiors of the major holy places.

But everything is unanswered.

No one dared to come to Chang'an City to test the details of Emperor Jing, and Emperor Jing also stayed in the deep palace for a long time and never made public.

Emperor Jing is getting old, but Emperor Jing, who has a strong reputation for nothing, can't make any achievements.

The prince is unwilling to be such a king.

In his imagination, he thought a real monarch would need to fight.

Whether it is external or internal, only one record can prove its strength.

This kind of power can deter domestic Xiaoxiao, and can also make foreign aggressors abide by the rules.

"I can't go your way!"

The young prince sat on the carriage, with endless ambitions and aspirations in his eyes.

In the distant Weiyang Palace, a roll of white cloth hangs high, and the white cloth shows the appearance of the prince riding in a carriage.

Emperor Jing looked at the prince for a long time.

"My son is not as useless as I am, that's good!"

From the eyes of the prince, Emperor Jing saw a successor whose temperament was completely different from his current temperament.

But that was him.

Once upon a time, he was so young, and the look in his eyes was no different from that of the prince.

"You have to keep going!"

He gripped the sword at his waist.

After pondering for a few seconds, Emperor Jing turned his gaze to one side of the palace.

"I also ask the emperor to take over the government affairs for a few days for me!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!"

Behind the screen on one side of the palace, an emperor wearing a dragon robe stepped out.

His appearance is exactly the same as that of Emperor Jing, but his eyebrows are a little more melancholy than that of Emperor Jing.

As he stepped out, his melancholy dissipated quickly, and his eyes showed the same indifference and indifference as Emperor Jing.

"I'm leaving!"

Emperor Jing nodded.

He chanted 'the sky is the biggest, the earth is the biggest, and I am the biggest', and there was a slight ripple in the air of Weiyang Palace, and Emperor Jing's people had disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)