Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 695: You're the third best person in the world, Cao Changqing?

Princess Zhao Fengya of Suizhu looked at the young man riding a bull who had a smile on his face and led Xu Fengnian into a ditch with just a few words: "Is this maid really a princess of Chu?"

"I'm just a passerby, is there any point in me deceiving you about something like this?"

Chu Pingsheng grabbed the thin waist of the big red wine gourd and poured a mouthful of the old white liquor brewed by Song Zhiming in the alchemy furnace. He felt a little guilty. He drank other people's wine and wanted to kill their whole family. It was too much. He threw the wine gourd to Huanggua casually. The girl was still clumsy. She caught it, shook the rattle in her hand a few times, and the bullet hit the drum, making a ding-dong-dong sound that was not appropriate.

"By the way, Xu Fengnian, don't you think the current situation is very similar to the situation I was in Lingzhou Prison? You Beiliang failed to pass a knife to Jing'an Prince Zhao Heng, so this time, passing a knife to Princess Suizhu should be successful."

Prince Jing'an wanted to get rid of the Lin family of Qingzhou, but had no excuse, so he planned a series of attacks against Xu Fengnian. He instigated the passionate Lin Tanhua to go to Lingzhou to cause trouble, and used Shu Xiu to tie him together with the remnants of the Chu State.

Now the imperial court has a bad impression of Wudang, the Taoist leader of the previous dynasty, and wants to abandon the old and welcome the new. Wang Zhonglou protects the Princess of Chu in front of Princess Suizhu. It doesn't matter whether it is a misunderstanding or not, and it doesn't matter whether Wudang knows Jiang Ni's identity or not. Just based on what Wang Zhonglou did, the imperial court has sufficient reasons to deal with Wudang.

"Lin Qing, you are so despicable."

Chu Pingsheng was very modest: "No, no, it's your father who taught me well."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Blah blah blah, blah blah...

There was a light sound and the rustling of clothes coming from the bamboo forest behind the thatched cottage. A Taoist in a purple robe and holding a copper-handled whisk and Jian Jiuhuang, who was carrying a sword case, landed behind Xu Fengnian. Wang Xiaoping, a Wudang sword fanatic, tapped the bamboo tips with his toes and looked around. When he found that no one was hiding, he jumped down, and landed behind Wang Zhonglou with his white robe flying. He looked coldly at the motionless old blue ox and Chu Pingsheng who seemed to be stuck to his back.

Lao Kui, carrying two swords on his back, came out from behind the thatched cottage stealthily, as if he was afraid that others would find out that he was the one who went to get people. He didn't have the courage to provoke the Tanhua Lang alone, but if there were more people around, who knows, he might be able to take advantage of the situation?
Zhao Fengya thought that the people from Longhu Mountain would stand on her side when they arrived, so she pointed at Jiang Ni, who was at a loss after her identity was exposed, and said, "Master Zhao, hurry up and capture this remnant of Western Chu for me."

Xu Fengnian drew out his Xiudong sword and blocked it in front of Jiang Ni. Although he had only practiced sword skills for a few days, his grip was quite steady.

"Your Highness." Zhao Xituan took a step forward, holding the whisk upside down and bowing deeply: "Is there any misunderstanding about this matter? Everyone knows that in the battle of Liyang to destroy Chu, it was the King of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, who invaded Dahuang City and wiped out the entire Jiang family of Chu. How could Your Highness take the Princess of Xichu, who has a blood feud with the Xu family, as a personal maid? Please, Your Highness, do not fall for the tricks of the martial arts world to sow discord."

Zhao Fengya and Sun Diaosi thought that what he said made sense. There was no reason for Xu Fengnian to keep a woman who had killed his father and destroyed his country by his side.

Chu Pingsheng looked at Huanggua and said calmly: "My lord, I have a bad memory. When you go to the south in the future, remember to remind me to destroy Longhu Mountain."

The girl, who was not only clumsy but also forgetful, nodded and muttered "Destroy Longhu Mountain". Like a minister recording the monarch's quotations, she pulled out the hairpin with a green jade handle stuck in her bun, licked it on the tip of her tongue, and was about to touch the small board in her bosom when she suddenly tasted something. Her almond eyes widened, she tilted her head and opened her mouth, looking in disbelief at the scholar on the back of the green ox who was thinking of one thing after another.

Longhu Mountain is a holy place of Taoism, the ancestral temple of Zhengyi, and a sect strongly supported by the Liyang Dynasty. There are four great celestial masters, all of whom are masters of the Great Finger Mysterious Realm. There are many talented people in the mountain. For example, fifty years ago, Qi Xuanzhen, the last headmaster of Longhu Mountain, was ranked the first among the thirteen best in the Spring and Autumn Period evaluated by Huang Longshi. He slaughtered all six guardians of the Demon Sect by himself and finally ascended to heaven. Destroy Longhu Mountain? This is really a big deal.

Zhao Xituan said: "Young man, you should be careful with your words and leave room for others."

Chu Pingsheng pointed at the Wudang Dahuangting hanging on the left horn of the blue ox and said, "Do you want to hand over the Jade Emperor Tower to me now, or do you want to go to Longhu Mountain to get it myself? If you choose the former, fewer people will die."

Wang Xiaoping's expression remained unchanged. He must have learned about this from the Wudang disciples. Zhao Xituan was surprised and looked at the Wudang master. Wang Zhonglou just smiled politely and said nothing. "This chess move looks like Li Yishan's. That's right, otherwise it would be boring." Chu Pingsheng looked at Zhao Xituan and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you have accepted Huang Man'er as your disciple. For Beiliang, sending him to Longhu Mountain is safer than staying in Wudang Mountain. It can also deal with military generals like Ning Emei who are loyal to Huang Man'er, paving the way for Xu Fengnian to inherit Beiliang. Longhu Mountain is betting on two parties, Zhao Huangchao who is fishing for newts in the pond, and Xu Longxiang who is innate Vajra. If Beiliang rebels, Longhu Mountain can make a choice based on the situation of the battle and decide whether to hand over Xu Longxiang to Beiliang. Liyang Royal Family, should you protect him from war and try to avoid losing everything like Wudang Mountain did back then. It just so happens that you, Zhao Xituan, have no apprentices, but you need a disciple with excellent aptitude to inherit your legacy, so you followed Jian Jiu Huang Fajia Wudang and came to Yunju Peak. Now that Prince Beiliang is in a little trouble, of course you have to show up to protect him and win his favor. But you are talking about a problem, and Wang Zhonglou asked the same question just now, how to prove that Jiang Ni is the Princess of Western Chu? Cao Changqing, you have been hiding in the bamboo forest and listening for so long, don’t you come out to talk?"

Cao Changqing? The third best Cao Changqing in the world? The remaining minister of Western Chu who was known as the one who could divide eight buckets of land?
Whoosh, a gust of wind blew by, making the bamboo leaves crackle, lifted the skirt of Huanggua, who was still holding the hairpin and pen, forgetting what she was going to write, and wrinkled the forehead of Jiang Ni, who looked more like a maid than a princess.

A middle-aged man wearing a scholar's robe and with his temples neatly combed without a single strand of hair or dandruff walked slowly past the bamboo shade and the fence gate, and came to Jiang Ni. He looked at her face until she hid behind Xu Fengnian in panic. Then he sighed and murmured, "Same, very similar, exactly like your mother."

At this moment, it seemed as if everyone else had become insignificant decorations, because he was Cao Changqing. Wang Xianzhi called himself the second best in the world, and no one dared to claim to be the best. He was ranked right behind him, and he had the qualifications to look down on everyone and the world.

Cao Changqing stretched out his hand behind his back with his five fingers spread out. In his palm lay a slender and exquisite dagger with an emerald inlaid on the end, suitable for women to use.

"My talisman!"

In those days, a meteorite from outer space fell into the East China Sea. After the craftsmen fished it out, they took half of it and forged the famous sword Wooden Horse and Ox. Later, it was broken during the duel between Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi. The other half was used to make the Red Armor of Fu Jiang, and the remaining essence was made into a dagger, which is what Cao Changqing is holding in his hand, and it is also the token of the Chu royal family.

On the night when Wutong Garden was occupied by Lin Qing, Jiang Ni had just returned to her room and lay down with a little defensiveness, when she saw Chu Lushan, who was as fat as a pig and whose footsteps were lighter than a civet cat, carrying a milk slave of similar size to her into her room, knocking her unconscious with a palm knife, and then she knew nothing. When she woke up, she had already left the palace and arrived outside Lingzhou City. When she was packing her belongings, she found that the talisman was missing. Xu Xiao's other adopted son Yao Jian told her not to worry, and when the time came, the talisman would return to its original owner. Since it was Xu Xiao's arrangement, what else could she say? She could only obey his orders. Now everything has come true, and the talisman is in front of her.

Cao Changqing lifted the hem of his Confucian robe, bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and raised the divine talisman above his head: "Cao Changqing, a criminal of Western Chu, greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Jiang Ni's eyes turned red when she heard the word Xi Chu. For so many years, she had been a maid in Beiliang Palace. Xu Fengnian did treat her well, but it did not change the situation that she could only watch other families reunite during the holidays while she could only watch from the window. Now that she saw Cao Changqing, she was moved by his sincerity and inevitably developed a feeling of admiration for an elder who had been wandering for many years. However, she was very clear about the consequences of admitting their relationship in front of so many people, and she suppressed her excitement and said, "You recognized the wrong person."

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"Yes, I met Her Royal Highness when I was serving as the Chess Master in the palace."

Jiang Ni's mind vaguely recalled the scene of playing hide-and-seek with Cao Changqing in the back garden of the imperial palace when she was a child. She whispered, "You are...Uncle Qizhao?"

"Yes, it's me."

Cao Changqing was delighted and pushed the dagger in his hand forward again: "This is a token of the royal family. Now it is returned to its original owner. Please keep it well, Princess."

Jiang Ni leaned forward, avoiding the gazes of Wang Zhonglou, Zhao Xituan and others, and nervously stretched out her little hands, which had calluses and scars from frequent work, to take the relic left to her by her mother.

Cao Changqing also stood up from the ground and turned to look at the impatient man on the back of the blue ox.

Chu Pingsheng said, "I know you made a deal with someone to kill me, but before that, let me say a few words, lest some people die and can't sort out their messed up accounts in front of the King of Hell. Zhao Xituan, Wang Zhonglou, do you still think there is a misunderstanding here?"

Zhao Xituan and Wang Zhonglou looked at each other, speechless. The third best man in the world was kneeling on the ground and calling her Princess Jiang Ni. Is there any more convincing answer than this?

(End of this chapter)