After becoming the villain

Chapter 122
The next day.

dawn.

Inside Jinling City.

After a peaceful day, Amaro was convinced that no one in Jinling City would take action against Yan Wulu.

So, after saying hello to Yan Wulu, Amaro was going to travel around Jinling City, collect martial arts, and investigate folk customs.

After all, Amaro was a well-traveled monk.

When you arrive at Jinling, the largest city in the world, if you do nothing, you will be laughed at in vain if you talk about it.

Yan Wulu also nodded slightly in agreement.

Because it is true as Amaro said, at least for now, he is safe in Jinling City...

Five hundred Zhenbei mounted guards are not a small number.

This can already be regarded as a private army of considerable strength, not to mention that each of them is a sergeant who has experienced many battles in the north.

The emperor granted permission for five hundred Zhenbei cavalry guards to camp outside Jinling City, and also allowed fifty cavalry guards to be dispatched into the city to protect Yan Wulu, the crown prince of Zhenbei Prince.

At this moment, Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua were heading to the palace with the mounted guards to meet Emperor Daqian.

The palace is heavily guarded.

It is impossible to let Yan Wulu lead the soldiers in and out at will like Zhenbei Palace.

All the mounted guards, including Zhang Chunhua who was wearing a dark blue guard uniform, were stopped and waiting outside the palace gate.

Only Yan Wulu was allowed to enter to see the emperor.

However, the emperor was so kind that he specially asked the prince, the chief attendant at his side, to guide the prince of Zhenbei.

……

Jinling Palace.

early morning.

The majestic and gorgeous palace, with golden glazed tiles reflecting the light of the morning sun, makes the entire palace look like it is made of gold.

At the long and far-reaching palace gate corridor, the city walls on both sides are as high as a hundred feet.

Yan Wulu was wearing a python robe with a black background and red stripes. He looked handsome, handsome and luxurious.

The prince bowed slightly and led the way for Yan Wulu.

He is a smiling old man who looks very kind and friendly. He holds a handle of floating dust in his hand, and he doesn't know what it is for.

"His Royal Highness, although this palace has strict hierarchies and many rules, His Majesty specially asked the old slave to tell His Highness that you can treat this place just like the Zhenbei Palace, and there is no need to be too restrictive."

"Your Majesty's holy grace, Wulu is grateful."

Yan Wulu returned the greeting slightly. At the same time, he seemed to be a little curious and couldn't help asking -

"... I wonder if your majesty has ever heard of when your majesty plans to let Wu Lu and His Highness the princess get engaged and get married?"

When the prince heard this, he was slightly startled, with a complicated expression, "Uh... His Royal Highness, you must know that such important matters depend on the will of the Holy Spirit and the arbitrary decisions of the universe. How can we, the servants, know about it?"

"What the prince said is absolutely true, but the prince is the chief chamberlain in the palace and the most famous person beside His Majesty."

Yan Wulu said, knowing full well, he took out a huge ingot of gold and secretly handed it to the prince. "...I hope I can reveal a little more."

While the prince tried his best to "shirk the refusal", he secretly wrapped the gold into the cuffs of his sleeves.

"Alas, it's hard to refuse His Highness's kindness, so I must think more about you, Your Majesty."

The prince said, looked around, and said in a low voice: "...Your Majesty, in fact, I haven't decided yet when the prince will be engaged to the princess, but according to this old slave, I'm afraid it's also in accordance with the law. The rule is, it takes at least two years to prepare.”

"...His Royal Highness, you told me before that it would be difficult to complete the engagement within eight months. Unless the Holy One shows mercy."

"...But Your Highness, you don't have to worry. Anyway, Your Highness the Princess has been in Aurous Hill and won't run away. All good things come to pass. It's not a big deal for Your Highness to wait a little longer before getting engaged and married."

The prince said, vowing firmly.

Yan Wulu also roughly understood the old emperor's attitude for a while...

"Thank you, Eunuch Wang, for revealing this."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Yan Wulu smiled when he heard the words, but also knew that the prince wanted to get rid of the relationship...

"Of course, don't worry, father-in-law." Yan Wulu replied calmly.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, this old servant will help you to pay more attention to His Majesty in the future, and will notify you as soon as there is any relevant news." The prince added secretly.

Yan Wulu smiled and said thanks, and at the same time secretly gave the prince another ingot of gold.

"His Royal Highness, you are really troublesome." The prince said slowly with a smile on his face, but his movements were not slow at all.

While he was talking, Yan Wulu saw a lone figure limping in front of him on the long corridor of the palace.

The view zoomed in, and it was none other than Prince Zhao Lingfeng, one of the three princes who led the team at the North City Gate.

"His Royal Highness."

The three staggered.

The prince took the lead in bowing and saluting.

He is the chief chamberlain beside the emperor, and this is not a particularly formal occasion, so he only needs to bow and salute, without kneeling down.

Yan Wulu, who was behind the prince, saw this and followed closely behind him, bowing and saluting.

He secretly sighed in his heart - although he had long heard that the prince's power was weak, he never expected that he would be walking in the palace without even a single servant by his side.

The prince Zhao Lingfeng also saw the two of them early and quickly helped the prince and the prince of Zhenbei, Yan Wulu, to their feet.

"This must be the Prince of Zhenbei. He is indeed as heroic and beautiful as the rumors say."

Zhao Lingfeng praised and sighed.

He himself is a dignified, kind and upright person, but compared to Yan Wulu's beautiful appearance, he is inferior.

But after all, he has been a prince for many years, and his easy-going, friendly and majestic temperament is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so complimentary." Yan Wulu bowed his hands and humbled himself, "...I missed my appointment yesterday and couldn't see the Crown Prince at the North City Gate. I'm really embarrassed."

"Huh? It's just a trivial matter." Zhao Lingfeng waved his hand.

In fact, after he heard about it from the captain of the Zhenbei Cavalry Guard yesterday, he was indeed very angry, but now that he has calmed down, he seems to understand what Yan Wulu meant...

The other party did not want to intervene in the "prince battle" between the three princes, so they avoided the welcoming team twice.

Thinking about it this way, it was a wise move to protect oneself.

"The prince has entered the palace, do you want to go?..."

"Meet your Majesty." Yan Wulu replied directly.

"Have you seen Lingrui?" Zhao Lingfeng said directly, "...that girl has a very bad temper. She runs around outside the palace all day long. Yesterday, she went to the North City Gate to 'greet' you, but...haha, that's true. What a coincidence.”

Zhao Lingfeng said, and in his words, he still felt that he was blaming Yan Wulu for breaking the appointment twice for no reason.

Yan Wulu also smiled lightly when he heard the words, "Your Highness, Wulu has not seen her yet, but since she is going to be engaged and married in Jinling, she must not be in a hurry."

"What the prince said is not unreasonable."

Zhao Lingfeng and Yan Wulu were talking and unintentionally talked about some differences in the customs and customs between Jinling and Yanbei.

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two gradually became less weird than at the beginning.

Zhao Lingfeng was a gentle and honest person, and he did not let go of Yan Wulu's rudeness yesterday.

Yan Wulu's performance also surprised Zhao Lingfeng.

He found that the other party was polite and well-controlled, and was not at all as bad as he was rumored to be.

But suddenly, a male voice with a somewhat cool aura interrupted the conversation between the two——

"This king came here on a special trip to find Prince Zhenbei's son, but unexpectedly, His Royal Highness still let you meet him first."

"...Your Highness, you are walking around the palace at will, but you are moving so skillfully."

The Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui, wearing a sapphire blue prince's python robe, came to Yan Wulu and Zhao Lingfeng.

Around him, there were gathered a large number of people who seemed to be dressed as literati, who must be the guests of his mansion.

Zhao Lingrui looked at the prince Zhao Lingfeng, then looked at Yan Wulu aside, then he slightly raised his hands in a gesture and said -

"The Prince of Zhenbei, I have heard about his reputation for a long time. When I saw him today, he is truly a talented person and worthy of his reputation."

Yan Wulu chuckled when he heard this, thinking in his mind how good his reputation as a playboy could be.
But on his face, he bowed his hands in a polite manner and responded——

"His Royal Highness Prince Yu also has a reputation that is astonishing. He is humble and respectful, and is worthy of his reputation."

"I couldn't meet the prince yesterday, but thinking about it now, I still feel regretful."

The Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui said, as if he had a flash of inspiration, and said: "...It just so happens that Xiao Wang has been preparing for a 'Jinling Poetry Contest' for the past few days. I wonder if your son will appreciate it?"

"Jinling Poetry Club?"

Yan Wulu murmured to himself, and he remembered that in the second of the original five novels, there were two grand events in Jinling.

One was the "Martial Arts Competition". Ye Changtian won the championship in this competition, and it was also here that Princess Taiping Zhao Lingrui began to have a good impression of him.

The other event was the "Jinling Poetry Meeting" in another novel.

Yan Wulu didn't remember whether the "Jinling Poetry Society" was hosted by the Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui. He only remembered that Yi Junhan, a descendant of the Yi family in the Western Regions, emerged in this poetry gathering and won awards including The Qin family and other Jinling noble families, as well as many princes, appreciated him.

Ye Changtian is now his good brother and does not pose much of a threat.He has lost his "protagonist halo".

but……

Yi Junhan, if he had not disrupted the trajectory of the world due to his actions, he would also have appeared in Jinling, at the "Jinling Poetry Club"!
Yan Wulu fell into deep thought for a while, and didn't answer for a long time.

Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui sent out an invitation, but there was no response for a while, and the atmosphere was quite awkward.

The intellectuals around Zhao Lingrui all felt that Yan Wulu, the prince of Zhenbei, was lawless and domineering.

"Cough cough..."

Prince Zhao Lingfeng suddenly pretended to cough a few times, causing Yan Wulu to come back to his senses.

Zhao Lingfeng also took the opportunity to smooth things over and said——

"...The Prince of Zhenbei came from two thousand miles away from the north. After a long journey, he must have wanted to have a good rest."

"Really?"

Zhao Lingrui still kept smiling, but his face looked a little unhappy, not because of Yan Wulu, but mainly because Zhao Lingfeng, on the surface, was trying to smooth things over, but in fact, he was helping Yan Wulu reject him.

"...Then it is true that I was rude, but this is really a pity."

"Wulu is nothing more than a reckless man in the north, but he doesn't know poetry. I'm afraid that if he goes there, he will only make many Jinling talents laugh." Yan Wulu also responded self-modestly.

"Xiao Wang thinks..." Zhao Lingrui approached Yan Wulu slightly, with a slight smile, "... His Royal Highness is no longer as simple as a reckless man in the north for being able to say such words."

"Ahem, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness Prince Yu, Your Majesty, you have been waiting to summon His Highness the Crown Prince."

The prince, who had been beside him, also gave a slight reminder at this moment.

The Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui took a step back and said, "Your Highness, you must come, otherwise, this Jinling Poetry Festival will not have its protagonist."

Zhao Lingrui said it with a lot of meaning.

Prince Zhao Lingfeng frowned slightly when he saw Zhao Lingrui's words.

His intuition told him that Lao Jiu must have another evil plan.

Yan Wulu bowed slightly and bowed before leaving, following the prince and his father-in-law out of the long palace corridor.

The figure gradually drifted away.

Under the city walls as high as a hundred feet on both sides, the Crown Prince Zhao Lingfeng and the Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui and others stood here.

The wide palace corridor could not contain the cold and stern atmosphere between the two of them at this moment.

"Lao Jiu, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Your Highness, you should call me 'Prince Yu'."

When Zhao Lingfeng heard this, his expression darkened...

But Zhao Lingrui didn't care at all. He took a few steps closer and whispered: "...I just did what you also wanted to do...to win over the Prince of Zhenbei."

"...Prince, cherish your current position in the East Palace. I'm afraid you won't be able to sit there for long."

Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui said viciously, almost declaring war explicitly.

Although Zhao Lingfeng is kind, he is not weak.

He looked coldly at his ninth half-brother, and for a moment, a senseless anger surged in his heart.

The Ninth Prince Zhao Lingrui also noticed the change in Prince Zhao Lingfeng at the same time, chuckled, turned around with his hands behind his back, and left straight away.

A group of people followed closely behind Zhao Lingrui, secretly praising Zhao Lingrui from time to time as the real candidate for the heir apparent.

Zhao Lingfeng stood alone, and in the end he just sighed and left silently.

In the distance, Yan Wulu stopped in front of the stone brick stairs. His [Sky Spiritual Root] made his consciousness extremely strong, comparable to that of a mid-seventh-level warrior or even higher.

"Zhao Lingfeng... a crown prince, has he been forced to such a desperate situation?"

Yan Wulu was confused.

Eunuch Wang spoke again to remind, Yan Wulu then turned his head and continued towards the main hall of the palace.

……
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Currently available information——

1. Prince Qizhu.The royal family of Daqian is divided into four levels: Prince of Seven Pearls, Prince of Five Pearls, Prince of Double Pearls, and County Prince, with the "Prince of Seven Pearls" being the most respected.

Nine beads are the number of emperors and are exclusive to the emperor.

The three kings with different surnames were specially granted vassal status by the emperor and were not included in this royal title system.

(End of this chapter)